After Lu Yuan hung up the phone quietly, he quickly reacted.

In the several times that Miss Jingwei talked to him on the phone, she never used 'the house on Lanzhang Road' to refer to the young master's apartment.

The sensitivity and meticulousness that are different from ordinary people made Lu Yuan wake up in an instant.

Miss Jingwei was afraid that she was using this obscure and undetectable way to remind her that she was now inconvenient to speak, and that she might have been coerced.

Lu Yuan didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately mobilized all the people who could be mobilized, and went to inform the old general Li Beijiang, and then drove to a high speed.

There was no quiet figure in the dormitory of a high school, and her classmates said that when the evening self-study was about to end, the teacher came to the classroom and said that Lu Yuan was looking for her, so she went out and never came back.

The uncle in the guard room recognized that it was a car that picked up Jingwei every day, and didn't care, thinking that she was picked up again

Lu Yuan's heart kept sinking, and someone used his identity, the car, to coax Miss Jingwei out.

And because she can't use her mobile phone during school hours, Miss Jingwei can't call in advance to confirm if it's him.

Maybe she wasn't wary at all, after all, he was the young master's henchman.

Perhaps, the other party even applied the license plate, so she would be even more defenseless.

But no matter what, it is all the responsibility of him Lu Yuan, it is he who has not done everything in detail, it is he who is not like Brother Cong, who has never made mistakes.

He dared to guarantee that if Zhou Cong was in Jiangcheng, such an accident would never happen.

It's just that

Lu Yuan clenched his palms stiffly, his face pale.

Who did this, and who dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

Don't say that there is the identity of a young master here, even if there is only the identity of the goddaughter of the old general Li Beijiang, those who want to do it must weigh their own weight.

Don't

Lu Yuan's mind couldn't help but slip through a candidate.

But then I felt that it was impossible, Mrs. Ming and Miss Jingwei had a very happy conversation, not to mention, Mrs. received an order from His Excellency the President to see Miss Jingwei, and left Jiangcheng by car at the airport in the afternoon

At the banquet of the Li family, they also talked very happily, and Mrs. Li also joked about Mrs. Li and asked Miss Jingwei to accept the treasure chest.

The treasure chest is now in the safe in the bedroom.

Lu Yuan couldn't guess this, so he simply didn't think about it anymore, the most important thing at the moment was to get Miss Jingwei back.

No, it was recovered unscathed!

If Miss Jingwei loses a hair and a piece of meat, his Lu Yuan's life will be over!

General Li moved quickly, mobilized military forces and quickly found the abandoned factory in the southern suburbs.

It's just that when Lu Yuan and the others arrived, it was already empty, only a large area of blood that seemed to be spurting out of the mottled ground, and a bloody wooden stick.

Adjutant Chen, who was sent by the veteran general Li Beijiang, changed his face at that time.

And Lu Yuan was already colorless, and he could barely stand.

With such a large amount of bleeding, it is easy to judge that it is impossible for the bleeding person to survive.

And the blood-stained stick, the thickness of a grown man's wrist.

"Don't think about it yet, maybe this blood is not Miss Ruan's"

Adjutant Chen comforted Lu Yuan and looked around to see the scene again.

A high chair, a wooden table, and scattered ropes show that someone has been tied to a high chair.

There were also blood stains and some fragments of flesh and nails on the wooden table.

Lu Yuan also saw this, and couldn't help but turn more and more pale.

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about what those crazy people had done to Miss Jingwei.

She is such a good person, so gentle and kind, and the young master is as rare as the tip of his heart

If the young master knows 3.7