Yang Cheng only felt a tightness in his heart, although there was no signature on the text message, Yang Cheng vaguely felt that this was a ...... Liu Yang sent it to him, because except for Liu Yang who called him Yang Shao, it seems that everyone else called him Mr. Yang or Brother Cheng, but if it was really Liu Yang and Liu Fatzi who sent him this distress message, was it Liu Yang's prank, or was it really that he was killed?

The situation of prank was ruled out by Yang Cheng almost instantly, Liu Yang knew Yang Cheng's identity very well, even if he borrowed ten more guts, he would not dare to make such a joke with Yang Cheng, then there was only one other possibility left!

Yang Cheng glanced at the number, which was not the one that Liu Yang usually used, but he still dialed it without hesitation.

"Doot-doo-"

It's a busy sound!

"Someone choked it off!" Yang Cheng sat on the sofa, thinking quickly in his mind, but there were no clues, which could only make him think about it more and more chaotic.

Zhuang Jing, who was tutoring the mountain sister in the study on the second floor, heard the movement downstairs, opened the door and glanced down: "Ah Cheng, you are back." ”

Yang Cheng heard Zhuang Jing's voice, but he didn't have time to respond, his mind was now a piece of mush, and he was a little uneasy by the matter of this text message.

"Ah Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuang Jing noticed Yang Cheng's strange appearance, and hurriedly rushed down from the second floor, "Didn't you go to the auction?" What's going on? ”

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Zhuang Jing's hand: "Look at it." ”

There are only four words plus two punctuation marks on the text message, and even the number is an unfamiliar number, no matter how smart Zhuang Jing is, he can't understand what it means!

"Ah Cheng, what does this mean? Has anyone asked you for help? Zhuang Jing sat down next to Yang Cheng and stroked his back, trying to calm Yang Cheng down.

Yang Cheng gently leaned on Zhuang Jing's shoulder, as if breathing Zhuang Jing's breath could make him feel better: "I feel that this is a distress text message sent to me by Liu Fatzi, but when I called, I couldn't get through, and I couldn't figure out what was going on." ”

"Fat Liu? You mean that detective-like Liu Yang? ”

"Well, since we returned to Haizhou, he has lost the news, I asked Mr. Su to contact ......" Yang Cheng's eyes lit up, just now because he was too flustered, he forgot about Su Wenjun's stubble, "That's right!" I asked Mr. Su to try to contact him, I don't know if Mr. Su found some clues! With that, Yang Cheng made a phone call to Su Wenjun.

Ram suddenly disappeared in the hotel, and Zhou Min called the police in a panic, so Su Wenjun waited until he finished recording his confession before leaving. When Yang Cheng called her, she happened to come out of the Wharton International Hotel and waited for a taxi on the side of the road.

Seeing that it was Yang Cheng's number, Su Wenjun didn't think about it, and directly pressed the answer button, but unlike what she imagined, Yang Cheng shouted in his mobile phone almost angrily as soon as he opened his mouth: "Mr. Su, I asked you to help contact Liu Yang last time, are there any clues?" ”

Su Wenjun was frightened by Yang Cheng's tone, and coupled with the "supernatural incident" that happened in the hotel just now, Su Wenjun was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"Mr. Su, are you listening to me? This matter is really urgent, urgent! ”

Su Wenjun slowed down for a while before he came back to his senses, searching for information about Liu Yang in his mind, but he didn't find it. After Yang Cheng got rid of her, she asked Luo Xinlan to do it, but in the end, the news she got was that the entire Haizhou City could not find the slightest information about Liu Yang, but she heard the news of the rich second generation in the capital.

"Mr. Yang, Liu Yang's kid did disappear without a trace in Haizhou City, Xinlan has tried her best to arrange someone to search the whole city, but there is still no news, but those rich second generations in the capital were punished by the school to varying degrees after returning to Beijing, saying that they left the school without permission and did not obey the school's arrangements, but those punishments have no meaning to them, it is said that they are preparing to come to Haizhou to find you these days." Su Wenjun told Yang Cheng everything she knew.

"Can't you find news of Fat Liu?" The anxious look on Yang Cheng's face became more and more intense.

"Mr. Yang, what happened?"

"I suspect that Liu Fatzi has been kidnapped." Yang Cheng only thinks of the word "kidnapping" for the time being, but who would kidnap a Liu Yang who doesn't have much money and power?

"Kidnapped?" Su Wenjun was a little confused by Yang Cheng's words, she had the same idea as Yang Cheng, who would kidnap a Liu Yang, "Are you sure, Mr. Yang?" ”

"Fat Liu sent me a text message asking me to save him, but the phone call didn't get through at all." Yang Cheng gradually calmed down his emotions.

Su Wenjun paused and continued to ask: "Mr. Yang, send me that number, and I will arrange for someone to check it and see if I can monitor the location." ”

Yang Cheng heard that this method should work, since Liu Yang sent him a text message, it means that the signal must have been transmitted, as long as the signal source can be found, the location of the mobile phone can be tracked!

"Okay, I'll send it to you right away!" Yang Cheng quickly hung up the phone, copied the number, and sent it to Su Wenjun with WeChat, Su Wenjun immediately replied with an "OK" expression, seeing this, Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, leaned down on the sofa, and Zhuang Jing still helped Yang Cheng caress his chest without saying a word.

Yang Cheng gently held Zhuang Jing's hand and smiled at her: "Wronged you, Jingjing, there are too many things these days, and I don't have time to care about you at all." ”

"I'm not a three-year-old child, I still need you to ask for warmth every day, you just do your thing, I'll take care of the family's affairs." Zhuang Jing gave Yang Cheng a sweet smile back and leaned on his shoulder.

"That is, my family Jingjing is more virtuous and excellent than anyone else." Yang Cheng turned his head and kissed Zhuang Jing's forehead lightly, and time seemed to return to before Yang Cheng didn't get the altar at this moment, on the afternoon when he didn't work overtime on weekends, the two of them lay on the recliner on the top floor of the rental house, enjoying the most comfortable afternoon.

"Ah Cheng, this feels so good."

……

At the same time, in a dimly lit room filled with the smell of medicine, Liu Yang lay on the ground, groaning in pain in his throat, as if he had just been beaten, his face was slimy, blood and dust were glued together, and he looked extremely hideous.

"Yang Shao, you ...... Must come...... Help me! ”

(End of chapter)