Shu Yao felt that danger was coming, she opened her mouth and could only shout the word "help", a big hand reached out from behind her, and ruthlessly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

The special smell of ether instantly filled her mouth and nose, and Shu Yao struggled with pain, but the strong man who imprisoned her behind her was indestructible, and her strength was not seen by the other party at all.

The process of ether causing coma is very fast.

But for a few seconds, Shu Yao's consciousness became more and more blurred.

She stopped struggling, and her eyes looked desperately at the masked men in black reflected in the opposite car window, and soon fell into a state of general anesthesia.

The girl's body softened, the man in black gestured to the person behind him, and a white gold cup stopped beside it.

The door opened, and the man in black picked up the unconscious girl and got into the Jinbei car.

They moved quickly, and the kidnapping operation was over before the traffic on the road could react.

Several cars started at the same time, each heading in four directions......

When Song Jiming saw Shu Yao's missed call, it had been ten minutes since she called.

Seeing the two missed calls, the man's heart sank.

I don't know what the girl who just left for half an hour is looking for him.

He went back and the phone was connected, but it was not answered.

The cold voice of "Dudu" made Song Jiming's expression more and more gloomy.

By this time, she should not have arrived at the hotel yet.

Why don't you answer the phone?

The more Song Jiming guessed about the girl's possible accident, the more uneasy he became.

He hung up the unanswered phone and put in touch with someone else.

Not surprisingly, the driver and bodyguard were also left unanswered.

Unable to contact anyone, Song Jiming was completely anxious.

He looked at the flat-story villas with a complicated expression, found the last contact in the address book, and dialed it.

This time, the phone was quickly connected, and the man's gloomy and hoarse voice rang on the other end, "Hey, what's the matter?" ”

Song Jiming's expression was grim and he went straight to the point.

"Did anyone go out today?"

The other head paused for a second and said "no" indifferently.

The other party's attitude is extremely poor, obviously not taking him seriously, and not wanting to leak too much information.

Song Jiming said coldly, "I'm sorry", and hung up the phone.

No one went out.

That is, there are people watching him.

Otherwise, how could Shu Yao not be able to contact him after going out.

Song Jiming asked Li Fengji to locate the girl's current location according to the girl's mobile phone.

Soon, Li Fengji replied.

When the man heard the result, he frowned.

Positioning shows that Shu Yao is now on her way to the party.

This is obviously impossible.

If she was really on her way to the hotel, how could she not answer the phone.

Not only her, but even the driver and bodyguard could not be contacted.

Song Jiming rolled his eyes and knew that this matter was not so simple.

Although he knew that the car was a disguise, Song Jiming still sent someone to verify it.

And he waited at home for news.

An hour later.

Song Jiming did not wait for the message of the person who came to chase the girl, but received a message from a stranger.

The content of the text message is: If you want to save your wife, take 50 million in exchange, don't call the police, if you dare to find the police, I will kill your wife, ask for money, or people, you can do it yourself.

The accompanying picture is a girl who is tied to a chair and unconscious, and her background picture should be in a dilapidated warehouse, with a lot of miscellaneous items and dilapidated.

Sure enough, something happened.

After reading the text message, a cold light flashed in the man's dark eyes.

Based on this mobile phone number, he chased a phone call.

Sadly, the mechanical female voice told him that it was empty.

The mobile phone that was still sending messages a minute ago became an empty number in the blink of an eye.

The bad premonition in Song Jiming's heart became more and more intense.

He handed over all the information he knew so far to Li Fengji, and after his professional technical team analyzed it, he received another text message on his mobile phone.

This time, the other party changed his mobile phone number.

Song Jiming didn't read the content, so he called first.

In a matter of seconds, the number was empty again.

The other party is cautious and thoughtful, so far, Song Jiming has no clue about the person who kidnapped the girl.

He sat in his wheelchair irritably, looking out the window.

Outside, it was already dark, and the wind was blowing the trees from side to side.

He was afraid that Shu Yao would be hurt, and he wanted to ransom people with money now.

However, the kidnappers did not give him a way to contact them.

Even if he had the money ready, he didn't know how to give it to them.

The kidnappers sent two text messages and then disappeared.

Song Jiming waited anxiously, the time passed minute by minute, and the unbearable torment was the same as when he knew that his mother was missing.

Both women were in danger for their own sake.

At the beginning, he was incapable of protecting his mother.

Now, he can't let Shu Yao have another accident.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Song Jiming was still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his face was gloomy, and the atmosphere around him was extremely depressing.

Aunt Qiao looked at the overly calm man from a distance, looking worried.

She knew that something had happened to Shu Yao, and she was also very uneasy.

She couldn't help much, so she could only stay by Song Jiming's side silently.

At this time, the bodyguards outside hurriedly ran in.

The man in black looked at the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he shouted "Ming Shao" and delivered a letter to him.

"There was a mysterious man just now, come and ask me to hand this to you."

After Song Jiming saw the letter in the bodyguard's hand, his eyes changed suddenly......

"Who sent it?"

"It's a man, about seven or eight meters, not fat, wearing a black tracksuit, wearing sunglasses, and he can't see his appearance clearly."

After listening to the bodyguard's description, Song Jiming nodded, and he already had a guess in his heart.

He opened the envelope and pulled out the letter paper between his slender index and middle fingers.

Yellowed old letter with only a short paragraph on it.

When the man saw this, a look of surprise crossed his face, and then he fell silent.

"Young Master Ming, what did you say in the letter? Is it the address sent by the kidnappers? ”

Aunt Qiao looked eagerly at the man who fell silent, and asked anxiously, "Did the letter say how Miss Shu is?" ”

Song Jiming understood the old man's worries, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and comforted, "Aunt Qiao, Shu Yao will be fine, don't worry." ”

When he said this, it proved that Shu Yao really wouldn't have anything wrong.

Aunt Qiao sighed, still uneasy to say a few words before she stopped.

Song Jiming walked away from the old man, looked at the man in black, and explained: "Don't leak the kidnapping of Shu Yao." ”

"Yes."

"Let's get out."

Song Jiming dismissed the people beside him.

He took the letter back to the study, put it in a drawer, rubbed his temples with a headache, and felt powerless to break free from the shackles of reality......