"Duh... ”

The ambulance was still on the road, and my phone rang suddenly, and I lifted my phone to look at the screen: it was an unfamiliar number.

I turned off the bell first, and before answering, I observed the situation of my daughter-in-law and daughter. When I noticed that they weren't paying attention to me, I turned my head, pressed the answer button, and brought my phone to my ear.

"Mr. Zhang, how was it tonight?"

A hoarse voice came from the phone that deliberately lowered its voice. I didn't speak, just listened quietly.

"Is your daughter okay, not scared, right?"

I was holding my phone, my whole body was hot, a rush of qi and blood rushed to my head, and my eyes stared prominently in one direction. I didn't speak, still listening quietly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a voice came: "Mr. Zhang, this is just the beginning, just a warning." We're not going to end there. There's still a long way to go between us, and there's still a lot of work to be discussed, don't you?"

When I heard this, I was relieved and confirmed that my son was in trouble, but at least his life was not in danger.

--I didn't speak.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then the voice of the other party came again: "Mr. Zhang, everything is discussed... ”

I hung up the phone and immediately sent a message back: I am not comfortable listening to the phone right now, and I will contact you later.

Then, I didn't do anything. It wasn't until I got to the hospital, arranged for the doctor to examine my daughter, made sure that my daughter had not suffered direct personal injuries, and then went through the hospitalization procedures, I left the ward, came to a no-man's corner, and called my son's mobile phone number again. At this time, it was already past four o'clock in the morning. Unexpectedly, my son's mobile number was dialed!

"Hey, hello, are you Zhang Qiling's parent?"

The call was not answered by my son, but by another mid-male voice. "How do you know?" I immediately instinctively asked a question, and my heart sank. The other party completely ignored my question, but asked me professionally: "We are the Xin'an Street Police Station." We are about to call you to inform you that your son, Zhang Shu, is suspected of drug use and drug possession, has been seized by the police, and is now in police custody. We ask you to come to the San On Street Police Station after 8 a.m. tomorrow morning to receive some necessary inquiries. Later, we will also have an official phone call to inform you, and we hope that you will cooperate. Do you understand?"

I was stunned, completely unexpectedly such an outcome.

"I... I see. ”

My brain was completely stuck, and I instinctively responded to the other person. "Good. The other party answered a word, and then hung up the phone. I had the phone in my hand, and I couldn't react when I was on the spot.

--Drug use?

My mind was in a mess, and then I tried to get myself to think clearly. I can vaguely imagine it, but I can't be sure who this group is tonight. I always thought my son would be in their hands at this point. But now it seems clear that it is not, and they are clearly using more extreme means. They intimidated my daughter, but they didn't hurt her head-on. They were obviously going to be bad for my son, but now it seems that they have used a method that is not exchangeable at all. I remembered that phone call about the "warning" just now. But now it seems that this is no longer a "warning", but a direct "lesson".

--Is this a coincidence?

My brain is so messy. To be honest, with my son who never came home at night, I really don't have the confidence to guarantee that he won't touch those terrible things that must never be touched. Although I have hinted at this many times, I cannot guarantee that he will listen. I remember saying it. "If you associate with people who don't do anything wrong, then I'll break your legs. But who can guarantee that he won't do it?

I picked up my phone and dialed Pony's again. The pony certainly didn't sleep.

"Are you sure that Zhang Shu (I didn't use the title of my son this time) really hasn't touched drugs in the past?"

I asked this question very seriously and seriously, so Pony thought about it on the phone for a while before responding to me: "According to our observations several times, Ling Gongzi really hasn't touched these things--even if he has an idea, our people will cut off all his channels before he can think about it." ”

"Did anyone follow him last night?"

"Nope. ”

The pony quickly answered me, "We can't follow him every day without your authorization - what's going on?"

I sighed and told my son Zhang Shu about his current situation. Pony listened, thought for a moment, and then said to me, "This must be a conspiracy." The other party must have found a way to lure Xiao Zhang into taking drugs, and then put some drugs in his car, or managed to get him to take some with him, and then called the police to arrest him. But.... At this point, Pony pauses before saying, "I don't think Zhang really knows how to take drugs." In this regard, in our cognition, Xiao Zhang still has a position. Mr. Zhang, this may be a planned trap!"

My head grew up. I put my phone down and walked in place with a frown on my brow, spinning in circles. After a few minutes, I put my phone in my ear again: "Listen: early tomorrow morning, you can figure out how to figure out the ins and outs of this." As for the place where my son appeared last night, every eight I have seen have been investigated. In addition, I always feel that this series of things has something to do with the Qianshan Village project that we are currently working on. Tomorrow, you will send someone to keep an eye on Mr. Wang of Qianshan Village--every minute he has been to that place, seen that person, and done that thing, I have to know!"

"Okay!"

Pony responds cheerfully.

I hung up the phone, and went back and forth in circles, my mind thinking, contrasting, and weighing. I flipped through the caller ID on my phone and flipped to a caller ID repeatedly. Then, I gritted my teeth and dialed the number. As soon as they got in touch, I said, "I don't care who you are." But I might want to hear what you want to do - you find someone to talk to me and talk to you about your demands. ”

The other party was silent for a while, and then replied to me: "Okay, let's find someone we all know, and someone will call you tomorrow to make an appointment to talk." ”

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.