Song Huafei couldn't help but be very scared when he saw a few silver needles on the table that were all black. And when he turned his gaze to Song Xinxin, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw that although Song Xinxin was unconscious, her face was ruddy, and she didn't seem to have any big problems.

"Fang Bei, what happened?" Song Huafei's expression was extremely serious, he handed over his daughter to Fang Bei to take care of, of course, out of 100% trust. However, the results were clearly not what he wanted.

"Mr. Song, first of all, I must ...... my mistakes," Fang Bei patiently explained, and then solemnly proposed. "I think that as long as those two guys are rigorously interrogated, there should be a lot of useful information. ”

"Alas, although I know that Yu Bancheng will not give up easily, and will inevitably target me. But I never imagined that he would do so quickly. Song Huafei let out a long sigh, as if he was preoccupied.

"What do you mean?" Fang didn't ask, and glanced at Han Yu'er by the way. The latter was very intrigued, smiled politely, and went to the kitchen to get busy.

Song Huafei lowered his voice and continued: "In the past few days, I have sent someone to study the K47 samples brought back from H City, and found that although this K47 can play a certain role in the virus infected by several major families for generations, the effect is still very limited. And in order to alleviate the pressure faced by the Nine Days Group, I had to share this news with the other families. ”

"As a result, things were not what I expected. After the major families knew that the effect of K47 was not satisfactory, they unanimously decided that I was perfunctory to them, and they forced me to hand over the complete K47 ......"

Fang Bei was silent for a long time, and suddenly calmly pointed out a most important issue. "Mr. Song, do you suspect that Yu Bancheng framed you and deliberately tricked you. ”

"I didn't think so before, but now I have to change my mind. Song Huafei was listless, shrouded in a thick layer of haze. "What if the K47 I got in my hand was originally a pit set up for me by Yu Bancheng? He deliberately cooperated with me to put on a few good performances, so that the other families could see that he desperately needed to get K47 back. So that everyone firmly believed that the real antidote was in my hands, so when I took the initiative to stand up and declare that K47 was invalid, I immediately became the target of public criticism. ”

"So, today, Shin Shin was kidnapped. In fact, it was also designed by Yu Bancheng early in the morning?"

"Quite possibly, after all, according to what I know about him. He wants to take revenge on me, and he will never do it so hastily. What's more, he knew that Xinxin had a master like you by his side, but he only sent two wretched, wouldn't it be too child's play?" The two brainstormed and inspired each other.

The more I analyzed, the more I felt that Yu Bancheng's scheming was difficult to figure out, and he seemed to be one step ahead of them everywhere. In the end, both were silent.

Perhaps they were only now aware of Yu Bancheng's scheme, and it was too late. It is not difficult to foresee that after today, once the news spreads, the next Jiutian Group will inevitably become the target of several major families. No matter how powerful the Jiutian Group is, it will always face the situation of being unable to support itself, and it is very likely to capsize.

Jiutian Group involves a lot of people, not just the Song family. If the ship capsizes, there will be countless unlucky people.

Seeing the time pass minute by minute, Song Huafei finally sighed and said. "If one day, it is destined that our Song family, our Jiutian Group will come to an end. Well, I hope you can take Shin Shin with you. Leave this place and take good care of her for the rest of her life. ”

Don't be stunned, Song Huafei has already walked to the door. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't know how to say it. What's more, at this point, he doesn't seem to be able to help much.

"Mr. Song, stay ......" Han Yu'er's "eat" had not yet been spoken, and Song Huafei and his bodyguards had already left. And in order to prevent Song Xinxin from noticing all this, he didn't take her home directly. Anyway, if you stay at Fangbei's house, your safety can still be guaranteed.

Han Yu'er almost didn't know anything, she asked Fang Bei several times in a row, but she didn't get a response. Later, she had to give up and let him sit on the sofa and think quietly.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

Song Huafei sent news that the two captured guys had already recruited everything. However, the news they say doesn't have much nutritional value to speak of.

They claim to have been hired by a mysterious client, who gives them a check for a decent amount of money just to kidnap someone at a specific location at a certain time. The two idiots didn't even know Song Xinxin's identity at all, so they stupidly dispatched.

In other words, they were completely used as guns. A clue is cut off like that, everyone feels a pity, and at the same time it is very helpless.

On the other hand, Fang Bei had been trying to find out the whereabouts of the old man, and even specifically asked Xu Lin to help him pay attention to the news in that regard. However, after a few days, progress was still equal to zero.

......

"Senior brother, this "Numerology Fingering" is about to be rotten, and I still can't see anything unusual. Could it be that your master is just making things up and just fooling us?" Mo Ying's mood was a little low, and she put down the medical book that she had read countless times.

"Impossible, although the old man is not usually very reliable, when it comes to medical Taoism and the treatment of diseases and saving people, he will definitely not come nonsense. Besides, he has no reason to deceive the people of your village, let alone come up with a rare medical book that exists in real life. "Don't analyze it exquisitely, and it's reasonable.

Of course, Mo Ying also understood, but she had never broken through, so she couldn't help but mutter. Perhaps, he was just trying to give the villagers hope. ”

"Don't think about it. You are the last person you should give up, and don't forget, your father is still waiting for us to return with good news. Fang Bei comforted, but he didn't think so in his heart. In fact, he was also afraid, everything was just a joke.

Mo Ying nodded, and in order not to continue to think about the troublesome things, she suddenly proposed. "Let's go out for a walk, I heard that there is a very popular chain of fat cattle buffets that opens tonight. ”

There is no reason for Fang Bei to refuse. He is really tired these days, and he has to protect Song Xinxin most of the time, leaving him with very limited time to arrange freely. But there are too many confidantes who need his company, tossing and turning, and occasionally having to take time to ponder some extremely mysterious problems. It can be said that every day is in dire straits, and there are many sufferings.

At this moment, in a private house in the city of S. Guan Baihe and his two subordinates each put down a heavy backpack and carefully looked at the foothold.

"Head, according to the confessions of those residents of Luofeng Slope, the only heir of the old guy is Fang Bei, who now lives in this city. But there are millions of people in the city, how can we find out that kid?" The person who spoke was Guan Baihe's right-hand man, surnamed Jiang, about forty years old. Because he was injured in one eye during a mission, he was nicknamed "One-eyed Old Jiang".

As for the other guy who doesn't smile, it's named Kang Datong. Although he doesn't talk much, he does things neatly. has been working under Guan Baihe, and he has made a lot of contributions.

"Datong, old Jiang. Don't worry, if you want to find an ordinary person in such a populous big city, even if you dig three feet into the ground, it will be difficult. However, if you want to find the old man's heir, it is relatively simple. Guan Baihe spread his hands and sat on the sofa, enjoying the comfortable feeling.

"Head, I still don't get it. Old Jiang scratched his head, as if he was deep in a cloud of fog, unable to get out.

Guan Bai Hepi didn't smile, and said proudly: "The reason is very simple. That old guy has unparalleled medical skills and is known as the reincarnation of the medical saint. His heirs, medical skills will naturally not be bad. Do you think, since Fang Bei has come to this place, if he wants to live, do you have to rely on his medical skills?"

"Oh! I see! That kid is very good at medicine, and he eats by his medical skills. After a long time, it will naturally become famous. As long as we inquire a little, it will not be difficult to gain something. Lao Jiang finally understood and smiled brightly. It was as if Fang Bei had become a cooked duck in their mouths.