Chapter 8: Kidnapping
The van disappeared into the night in an instant...
As soon as Han Qing took Qin Mo out of the elevator, he had already seen President Zhao of the hospital waiting at the door of the office, and when he saw Qin Mo and the others, he also smiled and waved.
This expression...
"Dean Zhao, why do I think it's a little weird to laugh."
Han Qing was also amused: "Don't talk nonsense. ”
"Mr. Qin!" There was still a long way to go, so Dean Zhao smiled and stretched out his right hand to greet him.
"Good evening, Dean Zhao."
"Then let's go in and sit down and talk."
Dean Zhao didn't stop Han Qing either, Han Qing was also very curious to follow, and entered the office to sit down politely.
"Mr. Qin, what do you think of our environment in the hospital?"
Qin Mo was stunned, what is this called? No matter how good the environment of the hospital is, it doesn't have anything to do with me, right?
"It's good, it's good!" Qin Mo said casually.
"Do you like it here?"
Qin Mo was even more surprised.
"Dean Zhao, you can get down to business."
Dean Zhao laughed when he heard this: "We have a little understanding of your physical condition, but if you want to receive treatment next, I hope you will cooperate with our examination, and I hope you are ready to be hospitalized for a long time!" ”
Qin Mo was surprised when he heard this.
Han Qing was also surprised on the side.
"I..."
The phone suddenly remembered.
"Excuse me, take the phone!"
I just wanted to refuse, but the phone just rang, and it was an unfamiliar phone number, and Qin Mo also happened to want to use this to sneak away.
"Excuse yourself!"
Qin Mo quickly walked out of Dean Zhao's office before answering the phone, it was just a strange call, and he didn't think too much about it, but a boy who had just answered a voice came out of the speaker.
"Mr. Qin, your fiancée is in our hands."
What the?
Qin Mo suddenly stood up straight, although he was surprised, he still didn't believe it, after all, he sent Zhang Yuexin home.
"Brother, don't make trouble!"
"Haha, then let's take a look at the video!"
As soon as the phone was disconnected, it immediately turned into a video call.
Qin Mo quickly picked up the phone, and the picture slowly became clear.
I did see Zhang Yuexin's kidnapped chair in the dark, her head and mouth gagged.
I don't know if she's unconscious.
Damn it!.
"Can you believe it?"
"What do you want?"
"The warehouse at 13 Hongbao Road is waiting for you. If you don't have an hour, you'll see your wife's body."
As soon as Qin Mo hung up the phone, he left in a hurry.
"Qin Mo, what's wrong?"
"If there is an urgent matter at home, I will go back first."
The voice was still there, and Qin Mo ran into the elevator box.
After getting out of the hospital and calling a car, he found Qin Mo according to the clues and quickly came to Hongbao Road, and as soon as he entered Hongbao Road, an unfamiliar phone call came again, letting Qin Mo walk by.
Qin Mo jumped out of the car, asked for the location of warehouse No. 13, trotted forward, coughed halfway, and coughed all the way to the outside of an abandoned factory.
It was pitch black in the huge factory area.
Qin Mo just wanted to find a way in.
Suddenly, a whistle sounded in the distance, and a bright flashlight called.
"Is it Qin Mo?"
"It's me!"
"Follow me!"
The light led to the front of Warehouse 13, where several people were standing at the door, flashlights flickering.
They all look more formally dressed and don't look like ordinary hooligans.
Qin Mo was about to go in, when suddenly a person in front of him stopped him.
"It's not that easy to get into!"
"What do you want?"
The other party smiled and picked up a brick from his foot, and several others followed suit, each picking up a brick in their hands and shaking it proudly.
"Don't worry, we don't start, it's not fun to kill you."
"Hehe, this trick is a bit vulgar..."
With a broken drink, the person in front picked up the brick and rushed up and slapped it hard at Qin Mo's back, with a muffled sound, the brick broke into two and fell to the ground, Qin Mo just turned around and glanced at the other party coldly and strode forward.
Several other people rushed forward one after another with bricks, except for their heads hitting Qin Mo in various parts, the bricks fell to the ground one after another, raising bursts of dust, choking Qin Mo with a cough.
Faced with a few people looking at the broken bricks all over the ground, they were stunned.
"Little trick!"
Qin Mo snorted coldly, shaking the dust on his body, striding into the warehouse, his right foot had just stepped in, the pitch-black warehouse instantly lit up, the lights were bright and white, and Qin Mo instinctively blocked it with his hand.
"Mr. Qin, it's quite punctual!"
Accustomed to the light in front of him, Qin Mo slowly put down his hand and saw the situation in the warehouse clearly, there were long queues of people on the left and right, each with a stick in their hands.
It feels a bit cliché to go to the knife mountain and go over the sea of fire.
At the end of the warehouse, Zhang Yuexin was tied to a chair. Just like in the video just now, she covered her mouth and lowered her head.
She should still be in a coma.
On the left and right stood two men in suits and imp masks. Directly in front of Zhang Yuexin stood a tall man wearing a red torn mask.
It looks like that's the bellwether.
"Let Mr. Qin taste the power of the stick in your hand."
Heh, Qin Mo sneered disdainfully and strode in.
"Stir up!"
As soon as a shout fell, at the same time, the crackling sticks had already rained down on Qin Mo's body, and even on his head, in the midst of this chaotic noise, Zhang Yuexin slowly woke up, came back to her senses and saw the situation in front of her, so frightened that her eyes jumped and screamed.
However, the mouth is covered and can only make a whining sound.
Suddenly, Qin Mo found that the stick on his body could actually cause pain to himself, and he was wondering, suddenly, the back of his head was hit with a heavy stick, and the pain spread instantly, and the person stumbled into Zhang Yuexin.
The man didn't have to cough lightly twice.
Zhang Yuexin saw the man in front of her clearly, and also saw the wooden sticks falling behind her clearly, and could clearly see the painful look on the man's face.
Zhang Yuexin struggled desperately and shouted.
Qin Mo looked at her and smiled slightly.
The sound of sticks continued for several minutes, and finally ended with all the sticks breaking down, and everyone was tired, but Qin Mo's thin figure stood straight in the crowd.
Qin Mo smiled faintly and reached out to remove the white cloth from Zhang Yuexin's mouth, and several people next to him stepped back in horror.
"Qin Mo!"
"Qin Mo! How are you? ”
Zhang Yuexin burst into tears and shouted twice.
"It's fine!"
Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Yuexin up strongly, holding her tightly in his arms, at this moment, Zhang Yuexin felt that the whole world was warm.