Before Cheng Ze could speak, the man hurriedly said "give you three hours" and hung up the phone.

According to the police's request, Cheng Ze went to prepare cash, and Zhan Lingyu stayed at the school to continue to cooperate with the police investigation.

Following the trajectory of the taxi all the way through monitoring, the police quickly locked the address where the car last appeared, and set off to look for it, accompanied by Zhan Lingyu.

The car followed a winding and narrow path and finally stopped in the middle of the street, where the area of the urban village was broken by surveillance, and the rest of the time had to be searched from house to house.

……

When Qin Yu woke up, he found himself in a dilapidated house, with his hands and feet tied in one place, and strips of cloth stuffed in his mouth.

She speculates that she has been kidnapped, but she wonders who would kidnap her?

She has no money and is not a rich second generation, and she has no value of being kidnapped at all.

Or didn't that person want her to go to Qi Lianshuo's recital?

But why?

If that's the case, there's no need to do it this way, right?

Thinking about it, she couldn't figure it out, but she listened to the movement around her, the sound of the humming range hood or exhaust fan, and the fragrant smell of ramen in her nose.

She suddenly remembered that after getting out of the car, the store she entered was a ramen restaurant!

So, she's still in the ramen restaurant?

She tried to move herself or move objects around her to make some high-pitched sounds, but all she could see was a shabby bed and some tables, chairs and benches, and there was nothing she could do to exert her strength.

It seems that this is the place where the kidnappers rest.

Suddenly, she faintly heard someone talking in the kitchen next door.

At this time, the police who were separately investigated had indeed found this store, there were many diners in the store, and the waiter said that he had not seen the person in the photo, and the police entered the kitchen to ask the chef.

The chef is five big and three thick, with a scar on his face, and is busy cooking noodles, but he is quite cooperative in the face of police questioning.

"Have you seen this person in the photo?"

The chef looked at it and shook his head: "I haven't seen it." ”

"What about taxis with this license? Ever seen it? ”

The police showed a photo of the taxi, and the chef said he had not seen it.

"Okay, if you think of something, contact the police in time."

The police turned around and left, and Zhan Lingyu walked last, he always felt that there was something wrong with this restaurant, and the chef was a little too calm in the face of the police's questioning.

There is a deliberate rehearsal or early knowledge that the police will come.

In the stores that were inspected before, the clerks had a nervous atmosphere, afraid that the store's hygiene or other facilities were unqualified, and they felt a bit like they were all soldiers.

Only this one, both the staff and the chef are calm, which is a little unusual.

This made Zhan Lingyu keenly aware that it was unusual.

He made eye contact with the police, who signaled to calm down.

Suddenly, he heard a "knock knock" sound from the next room, not very clear, but faintly audible.

The chef seemed stunned for a moment, raised his hand and turned on the exhaust fan, and began to shake the noodles to make ramen.

The buzzing and thumping sounds quickly drowned out the movement in the room.

Zhan Lingyu's gaze was handed to the police, and the policeman glanced at the diners in the store, shook his head slightly, and Zhan Lingyu understood.

None of these diners have finished eating and leaving since they entered, and even though some of them have eaten all the noodles in their bowls, they are still holding chopsticks......

Therefore, these diners are not ordinary diners, I am afraid that they can't deal with them with the strength of the two of them, especially Zhan Lingyu is still an ordinary person, and he doesn't even have weapons at all.

Zhan Lingyu could only follow the police to the door.

Seeing the police go out, Zhan Lingyu touched his stomach: "I'm a little hungry, boss, let's have a bowl of noodles." ”