Barnes waited downstairs for his follow-up support team.

And soon, Zuo Feng also arrived quickly.

Downstairs in the residential building, he met with Barnes, who was waiting for support, and since the two sides didn't know each other at all, they passed by.

Zuo Feng just glanced at Barnes with a wary look, and then hurried upstairs.

Because his daughter was kidnapped, he doesn't look like a good person now.

Especially a guy like Barnes, who is dressed in black and has sunglasses......

……

…

"Ding~"

The elevator reached the tenth floor.

Zuo Feng took a deep breath very calmly, and then walked to the house where his daughter was.

In the hallway, he saw a smashed metal security door, broken stone and bricks all over the floor, bloodstains, and a completely cold Miranda in the ruins.

As Zuo Feng, who has been dealing with various molecules, atoms, microorganisms and the like all year round, he did not show any discomfort when he saw such a picture.

He walked around the ruins with great composure and entered the room.

It's like what he saw in the video on his phone before.

There were a dozen corpses scattered from the door of the hall to the interior of the hall, all of them with a shocking scar on their throats, blood soaked the carpet and covered almost the entire hall floor, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

These people who fell to the ground were all armed personnel in the research institute, and some of them knew Zuo Feng.

And after entering the hall, Zuo Feng thought that there might be a whole armed team waiting for him, after all, these ten people in the research institute have received strict training no matter what, and they are equipped with firearms, and the other party can keep everyone here, so they naturally have a stronger armed force.

But to Zuo Feng's surprise, in addition to the corpses in the entire hall, there were only the young man he had seen during the previous video communication, and his daughter lying on the sofa.

This teenager did everything?

Zuo Feng raised his hand and held his glasses.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, he did not show any expression.

Stepping on the wet floor covered with sticky blood, Zuo Feng came to Yang.

……

…

At this time, Yang Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the table, holding the paper notebook he carried with him in his hand, and holding a pen in the other hand, carefully recording something.

Due to the entire battle just now, including dealing with Miranda and these armed men who arrived later, Yang had always tucked the notebook into the pocket of his sweatshirt, so the original brand new notebook was now a little more wrinkled, but it did not affect the use.

But the pen was smashed.

So Yang just found a pen from Zuo Ling's room.

At this time, he was recording the next move he had planned in his mind.

These are all reserved for Luo, who may wake up at any time, so every step he completes, he will record it, which is equivalent to a record of the progress of his plan implementation.

……

Knowing that Zuo Feng had walked in front of him, Yang closed his notebook and glanced at his watch, then looked up at the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Twenty-one minutes and thirty seconds, quite punctual."

"You want me to come over to see you, I'm here now, can I release my daughter?" Zuo Feng spread his hands.

"Don't worry, I hope you can understand, I'm not targeting Zuo Ling, nor is it targeting you, as long as you cooperate well, no one will be hurt, understand." Yang smiled faintly.

He slipped the notebook into his pocket, then searched the table, picked up the pair of glasses with broken lenses and hung them back on his face.

Zuo Feng didn't know what tricks the young man in front of him was playing.

"Aren't you going to search me to see if there's a weapon or a bug or something?" Zuo Feng stood in place and said to Yang.

"I know, normally this is a necessary means for robbers, but didn't I say it, I'm a novice, so I try to omit these cumbersome links, and I'm too lazy to get them." Yang picked up a half-eaten bag of biscuits on the table, picked up a biscuit and threw it into his mouth to chew, and said vaguely: "Besides, even if you bring a weapon, the only one who will be injured in the end can only be yourself, or your daughter, I can guarantee this." ”

Yang smiled and stared at Zuo Feng, and Zuo Feng did not avoid his gaze at all.

Although Yang kept smiling the whole time, Zuo Feng could clearly feel that this young man was not joking.

At least, from the analysis of the current situation, it was he who single-handedly solved the ten-member armed team of the research institute, including the foreign woman of unknown origin outside, and he himself only looked a little embarrassed, but did not have any external wounds.

Although Yang looked very young, Zuo Feng did not take it lightly at all.

Along the way, Zuo Feng had already anticipated various situations.

In fact, he always knew that this day might come, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly, and what he didn't expect was that the other party would start with him, and it was through such despicable means of holding his daughter hostage.

"Why don't you sit down first?" Yang gestured to the couch on the other side.

Zuo Feng was not polite, he simply sat down on the sofa opposite Yang.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Zuo Feng stared at Zuo Ling lying on the sofa on Yang's back, and with his keen observation ability, he could see that his daughter was fine, but only temporarily unconscious, which was the best situation he had ever imagined.

All in all, it was enough for him that Zuo Ling didn't have an accident.

"Haven't you already guessed my general purpose?" Yang said as he ate the biscuit.

"I don't know." Zuo Feng said expressionlessly.

Yang licked his lips and said to him, "Are you trying to stall for time, uncle?" ”

"Well, I'll give you a brief overview of the situation you're facing, one, cooperate well, tell me everything I want to know, and then leave with your daughter, and two, watch your daughter die slowly in front of you, and then weep and tell me everything I want to know, well, that's probably what it looks like."

Zuo Feng stared at Yang with gloomy eyes.

Yang is expression was very flat and looked at Zuo Feng.

He knew that an elderly intellectual like this would always be more stubborn than a normal person, but no matter how calm Zuo Feng was, Yang could always see his inner struggle in his eyes.

Yang was still surprised by this.

……

(End of chapter)