Chapter 5: Anger (2)
This voice is very recognizable, and it also makes the person who hears it subconsciously trace a very aggressive face in their minds. Song Ze couldn't help but tremble and looked at the comer.
Unexpectedly, this man had a sallow complexion, and although he looked only forty or fifty years old, he gave people the feeling that his life was short.
That face is really outstanding, with deep facial features, a knife-like jawline, if the face is ruddy, it must be the handsome appearance of the dragon and phoenix among people, but unfortunately, this man has reached the point of being terminally ill?
Song Ze didn't have time to say something twists and turns, so he went straight to the point: "How about we make a deal?" β
The man was a little surprised, surprised by Song Ze's courage, ordinary people reach this point, they usually have a sense of fear of the unfamiliar environment and their own circumstances, but this child actually wants to make a deal with himself?
He motioned for the doctor to leave, then pulled a chair from his desk and sat on the edge of the desk bed, his calves stretched forward and his ankles crossed.
I have to say that if you ignore the dangerous aura that emanates from his body, this person does have a complete gentlemanly demeanor.
"Tell me, what do you want to do with me?" The man spoke casually, and Song Ze in his pupils looked very small.
"What do I need to give you to let my sister go?" Song Zemian did not change his color.
The man smiled, "What makes you think it's possible for me to let one of your siblings go?" β
Song Ze didn't answer the question, just repeated his own question.
"What do you think you're going to do with me worth my attention?" The man asked Song Ze rhetorically, "Should I say that you are naΓ―ve, or are you conceited?" β
Song Ze's face changed slightly, he couldn't guess what this man wanted at all! Or, is this man trying to threaten someone with him and his sister?
"Oh, what a nasty child, just like your unpleasant parents!" The man didn't know what he thought, and his face was undisguised disgust.
Song Ze is sure that the parents this person is talking about will not be the pair of demonic men and women, then, what he is "unpleasant" in his mouth will only be his biological parents!
As soon as the man's words fell, he was punched hard by Song Ze: "What are they like, it's not your turn to criticize!" β
Song Ze almost used all his strength, and the man's face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. Unexpectedly, instead of getting angry, the man began to laugh.
"This is your son! I haven't even seen your face, and I'm desperate to defend you! Why is everyone taking sides with you? What kind of ecstasy soup have you poured into these people! β
The man's gaze shot straight at Song Ze, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, as if he was staring at Song Ze, but it seemed to be looking at someone through Song Ze's face. Those pale eyes were changing and intermingling
Resentment, sorrow, nostalgia, and even a little bit, indescribable, unexplained, love?
Song Ze didn't move again, he felt that this man's feelings for his parents didn't seem to be clear in one or two sentences.
The man's crazy state lasted for about ten minutes, and when he calmed down, he got up and took a tablet, connected it to the projector, and spoke again: "Don't you want me to let your sister go?" Then you can enjoy her one-man tragedy with me. β
When Song Ze heard this, he stared at the white wall opposite, and the picture displayed on it now was the door of the cram school.
When Song Qing returned home, the sky was still bright, and she packed a wonton, which was Aze's favorite fish filling. But on the way back, Song Qing faintly began to feel uneasy in his heart, and as soon as he passed by the gate of the community, Song Qing stuffed things to Qi Qiu and ran home.
"You help me get it, I have a bad premonition!"
When Qi Qiu was on the road, he had already explained his orientation to Song Qing, he originally thought that he could go to Song Qing's house to sit for a while, and then get close to his future brother-in-law, but he didn't think that Song Qing would leave himself behind like this.
He looked at Huo Bai: "It must be because you are too ugly, the little girl finally couldn't help but run away." β
Huo Bai: ??? I was also shot while lying down?
After Song Qing entered the password, he pushed open the door, and Song Ze was not at home.
She took out her mobile phone and pressed Song Ze's number, but no one answered.
I called the cram school teacher again, and she was told that she was out of school early today.
Song Ze didn't have the temperament to wander outside for so long, and he also sent a message to Song Qing at noon, asking her if there was anything she wanted to eat.
When Qi Qiu and Huo Bai arrived at the door of Song Qing's house, what they saw was Song Qing's pale face and one hand holding his mobile phone tightly.
"Song Ze didn't come back?" Qi Qiu saw that Song Qing was motionless and asked out loud.
Song Qing seemed to have just realized that there was someone beside him, and nodded: "It's been more than three hours since the cram school ended, and no one answered the phone." β
Qi Qiu frowned, for more than three hours, he didn't meet the criteria for filing a case, so he could only look for it first.
"Where is he making up classes?"
Huo Bai had already changed back into his clothes just now, and brought the car keys with him by the way.
He parked the car opposite Song Ze's cram school, Qi Qiu printed out dozens of copies of the photos he took of Song Ze when he went to the playground, and they went their separate ways at this time, wanting to ask the nearby residents if they were more familiar with the people in the photos.
"Auntie, have you ever known this boy above?" Qi Qiu bent down and asked the short aunt in front of him with a smile.
"Oh, boy, you can ask the right person! The male doll above is so good-looking, and the people are polite, and there are few people I don't remember! The last time I came back from the supermarket, I ran into him, and ah......"
Qi Qiu reluctantly interrupted the familiar aunt: "Auntie, have you seen him this afternoon?" β
The short aunt was stunned: "This, it's really not, what's the matter, you're his brother?" Don't you look like each other? But you're both good-looking! Young man, I think you're in your twenties, right? Let me tell you, the daughter of my second cousin's cousin's third uncle and grandfather's family......"
"Auntie, thank you, goodbye!" Seeing this, Qi Qiu fled as if flying, looking for the next target.
Huo Bai's mouth has always been good at talking, and after a while, he had already asked more than a dozen passers-by, but unfortunately he didn't find anything.
He walked towards Qi Qiu, hugged Qi Qiu's shoulders and sighed: "You say, why can't you find such a big living person?" β
"There are two possibilities, either the people I asked just now really haven't seen Song Ze today, or someone deliberately concealed it." Qi Qiu's face was a little cold, although Jiangcheng is not an international metropolis, it can be regarded as one of the top first-tier cities in China. Besides, those two are still in Jiangcheng Town, and they don't know who is operating in secret, so they are really bold.
Thinking of this, Qi Qiu took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Pushen.
"Hello? Balls, huh? Why do you have time to call my old Zhou today? On the other end of the phone was Shen Junli's flirtatious voice, and Qi Qiu said concisely about Song Ze's disappearance.
Shen Junli's face changed, and he beckoned to Zhou Pushen, who was instructing the students, and made a gesture.
Zhou Pushen asked another coach to come over and replace him, and walked quickly to Shen Junli's side.
"Where are you now?" This time it was Zhou Pushen's voice.
"On the sidewalk across from Song Ze's cram school."
Song Ze's cram school was not far from the martial arts hall, and after about eight or nine minutes, a 13-model black Yakoshi stopped steadily in front of Qi Qiu and Huo Bai.
The driver's seat window was lowered, revealing Zhou Pushen's frowning face: "What about Xiaoqing?" β
"She's on the other side of the alley, and I saw her asking a young girl just now." Huo Bai said, walking in the direction of the alley, who knows, he saw Song Qing holding down a soft and weak
The girl's shoulders and knees are about to lift up to the top of her abdomen.
The place they were in was a dead end, recently demolished, with half a staircase and a pile of masonry as shelter, and almost no one would go there.
When several men saw Song Qing beating the girl, they didn't intend to stop it. If Song Qing was the kind of person who would attack girls indiscriminately, they would not have approached her from the beginning.
Until Huo Bai realized that Song Qing's state was very wrong, and began to run in the direction of Song Qing.
Several other people obviously found out, if it was normal, even if the girl was directly related to Song Ze's disappearance, Song Qing would not stop all the time. Twenty or so hits like this today continue
Obviously, something went wrong.
Qi Qiu and Huo Bai pulled Song Qing away from the beaten girl, Qi Qiu didn't care about the difference between men and women, and directly hugged Song Qing tightly.
He looked at Song Qing and found that her eyes were full of anger, her fists were clenched, and the blood vessels on it were clearly visible.
Zhou Pushen and Shen Junli's movements were a little later than Qi Qiu's, and seeing Qi Qiu slowly patting Song Qing's back to give her a good breath, Zhou Pushen handed over the water bottle in his hand: "Xiaoqing, you calm down first and drink some water." β
Qi Qiu let go of Song Qing, she poured a few mouthfuls of water without saying a word, and her mood was not as excited as just now.
"Aze, she's harmed." Song Qing couldn't help but look at Lin Yirou, she was afraid that one would accidentally beat someone to death.
Huo Bai pulled Lin Yirou's wrist through the long sleeves and asked Song Qing, "What do you say?" β
Song Qing only barely pieced together a few fragmentary words, and simply bit his lower lip and stopped talking.
Zhou Pushen looked at Lin Yirou: "You say." β
"It's true that Song Ze was brought to the alley by me, but that's also because he was too stupid and casually believed in others, and in the end he couldn't beat those people, and he was taken away, blame me?" Lin Yirou didn't feel that she was wrong, "Besides, more than three hours have passed now, I'm afraid your brother is already from another world!" β
The latter sentence she said to Song Qing, she didn't miss the hatred in her eyes when the man told her, and she couldn't help but be happy at the thought that Song Ze might be dead now.
Song Qing's face, which had turned red from anger just now, quickly faded, and it was a little bleaker than white paper.
Qi Qiu tried to reassure her and said, "It's okay, those people just took Aze away, and they definitely won't do anything excessive!" β
But before Qi Qiu could finish speaking, Lin Yirou interrupted him: "Then can you be sure that Song Ze didn't receive any special 'preferential treatment'?" β
After saying that, he laughed to himself regardless of the reaction of the others.
The people present were not children, so they naturally understood that the "preferential treatment" in Lin Yirou's words would not be embarrassing, and Song Qing's originally bad face turned a little paler again.
Song Ze in the room looked at his sister's extremely poor face, and almost threw himself directly against the wall.
"What is the relationship between Lin Yirou and you, and why did you do these things?" If Song Ze remembers correctly, although Lin Yirou was introverted in her first year of junior high school, she was very easy to get along with, and her gentle temperament was very different from the crazy person in the projection.
The man smiled and replied, "What can she have to do with me, you should ask yourself." β
Song Ze was about to speak, but the man made a silent gesture: "Shhh, keep quiet when watching the movie." β
In the picture, Zhou Pushen suddenly ripped off Lin Yirou's hairpin and gently broke it, revealing a round gadget inside.
"You're ingenious, you think I can't find it here, do you?" Zhou Pushen brought the small round piece to his mouth, and his voice echoed throughout the room.
The man next to the bed took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket and said unhurriedly: "I really look down on you, I thought you would find out five minutes ago." β
Zhou Pushen felt Song Qing's surprised gaze, and calmly explained: "This is a new type of voice recorder, which can also be used as a headphone in specific situations. However, as far as I know, only the military of country M has access to this technology. β
Then he said to the small disc in his hand, "Am I right?" Lianfeng? β
Lian Feng smiled: "By the way, what about this Huaguo, do you think I still want to stay?" As long as I get back what belongs to me, I will fly away and return to country M to be my senior commander! β
"My brother, at your place." Song Qing took the small round piece and said affirmatively.
"Yes, as long as you bring the box that Zhou Pushen handed over to you, I will let him go."
Song Qing's eyes did not fluctuate for a moment: "You, where are you?" β
Lian Feng said the address without hesitation, even if the girl didn't bring things over, as long as he gave an order, these people would be shot into a hornet's nest by guns - he didn't pay attention to Huaguo's restriction on firearms at all.
"I'm going to, see, Aze. Song Qing knew that this person had a way to let himself see what Aze was like now.
Sure enough, in the next second, Song Qing's mobile phone received a video of her younger brother who had been worried about for hours.
Song Qing had already breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the bandages on Song Ze's face, her eyes instantly became uncalm.
And she didn't ignore the small piece of white gauze that Aze's cuffs exposed.
Aze, wounded.
Song Qing's mind kept flashing this sentence, and the whites of his eyes unconsciously spread a lot of red blood, and the whole person fell into low pressure.
Qi Qiu took a step forward and shook Song Qing's hand: "I'll be able to see Aze later, if something happens now, you won't be able to return all the injuries Aze suffered." β
Zhou Pushen's car in the Song Qing Dynasty walked over and didn't let go of Qi Qiu's hand, but Qi Qiu was not in the mood to be happy at this time.
He only knew that the little girl's palms were so cold, the strength in her hands was so great, and the little girl's body was now exuding an unfriendly aura.