On the other end of the phone came a childish child's voice.

"Hello."

The word "hello", which obviously belonged to a boy, confused Su Jiashu, he took down his mobile phone, looked at his name and phone number again, and confirmed that it was Jiang Jianing's phone number.

Su Jiashu asked, "Who are you?"

The little boy over there replied childishly, "I'm Chen Xinghui, what about you? Who are you?"

So Ka Shu: "......"

He has been absent from Jiang Jianing's life for two or three years, and he is not sure whether Jiang Jianing's interpersonal relationships have anyone who knows the surname Chen.

At this moment, a female voice could be faintly heard from the earpiece, as if she was saying something.

The phone was swapped to the other hand.

"Hello," a gentle female voice came from the earpiece, "this phone was picked up by my son when he was playing in the garden, are you the owner?"

An alarm bell rang in Su Jiashu's head.

"Please tell me the location!"

The front desk had already received the call from the business department, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the young man standing in front of the desk turn his head and run out like crazy.

Long Island is gated.

Su Jiashu's head was about to explode now, and he couldn't explain it clearly to the security guard, so he made another phone call before he went to the scene.

The woman handed the phone to Su Jiashu.

The phone screen is cracked.

The woman's hand refers to the flat floor between the steps at the bend of the flower bed, where there is a large area of bushes.

"My son picked it up here."

The beautiful little boy who was held by the woman straightened his chest, "I picked it up!"

The woman touched her son's head and praised, "Amazing."

Su Jiashu unlocked Jiang Jianing's mobile phone password, and the call record with Aunt Liu was on the screen, and the time it was cut off was half an hour ago.

He called Aunt Liu first.

After the temptation, I found that Aunt Liu didn't know, and she didn't say anything, so she asked to take care of her grandmother.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately flipped out Xue Rin'an's phone number from the address book and dialed it.

Xue Rin lives on Long Island.

The mobile phone that can be called Jiang Jianing appeared on Long Island, but the person disappeared, only Xue Rinan knew the truth.

In the conference hall, Xue Rin'an was in a meeting.

When the mobile phone rang, he glanced in the direction of the mobile phone, and unexpectedly, he saw the name "Jiang Jianing" jumping around.

There was a second of silence in the room.

The executive manager, who was making a presentation, also stopped.

Xue Rin'an hung up the phone directly, and lifted his eyelids lazily, "Go on."

Executive: "...... Greenfield's Square Project, and Hengtai ......"

The phone rang again.

Wu Kai, who was taking minutes of the meeting, also stopped typing on the keyboard, he really wanted to help the boss connect the phone.

Xue Rin'an's eyes glanced in the direction of the phone again.

In addition to the name that is jumping, there is also a text message.

This is supposed to be the first text message he has received from a real person in recent years.

Jiang Jianing: [Are you dead? Answer the phone! 】

Xue Rin'an: "......"

Then, the executives in the conference hall saw their boss holding a mobile phone, his face was full of gloom, and the ink in his eyes was rolling, as if he was about to drip ink.

Xue Rin'an answered the phone.

However, it was not Jiang Jianing's voice that came from the earpiece.

"Ning Ning is with you now?"

Xue Rinan frowned: "Why is Jiang Jianing's mobile phone in your hand?"

"Where is Ning Ning now? Long Island is still ......"

Su Jiashu slowly squatted down, and only then did he notice that there was a dark red mark on the edge of the step, and his fingertips had dried up.

It's bloodstains.

Su Jiashu's mind went blank for a moment.

"Call the police."

Hearing this, Xue Rin'an's nerves tensed, "What?"

Su Jiashu gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "Call the police!" Call the police immediately!"

When Jiang Jianing woke up, it was still dark.

She had a terrible headache, and she held her forehead and touched the wound on her forehead.

The wound had already scabbed, but the traces of dried blood could be felt on the forehead, and there were some slight bumps under the body.

She reacted for a few seconds.

This is in the car.

It should be the trunk.

The vehicle is still moving.

Jiang Jianing didn't know who the other party was.

Song Ze?

There was just a conflict at the Xu family's birthday banquet last night, and Song Ze would take the risk to tie her up? So what are his intentions?

Even if Song Ze had no brains, he was alone now, and after she used Shen Shen as a warning, he wouldn't be stupid to that point.

If it's not Song Ze, then who is it?

Song Ze was the first of those people to come back, and she had never made a feud with others.

Another person popped into her head.

Zheng Jing?

No.

Zheng Jing was very strict with his Lao Tzu, and after the last drinking incident, Xue Rinan sniped two contracts from Zheng's company, and Zheng Jing himself was probably still too busy to take care of himself.

These two conjectures quickly turned in my mind, and it was only a short dozen seconds.

Jiang Jianing propped up his elbows and touched the position of the rear headlights on the trunk.

She remembers reading a news story about a driver trapped in the trunk who smashed the rear headlights of his car and stretched out a hand to call for help and get rescue.

She fumbled to the corner and opened the interior gasket.

However, the interior of the car is flat and feels like an iron plate embedded in it, not to mention how much chance of hitting the iron plate hard can knock off the outside headlights, I am afraid that the sound is enough to make the people in front of them take precautions.

Jiang Jianing gave up, restored the inner cushion of the car to its original state, and lay flat in the trunk.

I just moved it, and my head was dizzy.

Since she can't get out, she can only take one step at a time, and the car will always stop.

When he stopped, Jiang Jianing pricked up his ears to listen to the sound outside the car.

There was a bang, the sound of the car door closing.

She immediately flicked the backrest flat button of the rear seat, and the white light outside the car shone into the field of vision, Jiang Jianing crawled over on her knees, and the second the trunk opened, she pushed the rear seat back to its original position and curled up to hide under the seat.

A rough scolding sound.

「Shit！」

The man saw the empty trunk and crawled up with a curse.

Jiang Jianing hugged his legs hard, gritted his teeth, and thought about the possibility of rushing out of the car and running away under this person's nose.

I don't know if this person answered.

Her body was thrown out of the car, and she could see clearly a man in front of her who looked completely strange.

The man grabbed her shoulders and pulled her out.

Jiang Jianing almost immediately concluded that this was a wilderness.

Even if she shouted for help, no one could hear her.

She gave up calling for help to save her energy.

The man held a dagger against the major artery in her neck to prevent her from moving, and pulled her back into the car.

A pair of eyes stared at her suspiciously, holding her shoulders tightly, and scolding: "***! Why hook up! Why can't you keep the way of women when you get married? How can you women be so cheap?!"

Jiang Jianing was held hard by his hand, and her shaking head was even more dizzy than just now, and a feeling of nausea arose spontaneously, and she kept retching.