There were two rows of seats on either side of the car, and Edward took Emma to the left.

"You are just asking for money, I have promised to give it, can you put down the gun first, drive on the road, in case of collision and misfire, I am gone, you will not be able to make money."

"Shut up, or I don't mind shooting, you're just an add-on, it's extra money with you, it doesn't matter if you don't, understand?" The red hood threatened sharply.

The black-hooded kidnappers who were following the two took out two black cloth bags and held them down with handcuffs.

"Bring your own ......" the black hooded kidnapper urged in a thick voice, and before he could finish speaking, Edward put on Emma first and put himself on.

"You're very self-conscious." The red hood of the leader turned back from the co-pilot and said with a sneer.

"Little life first, how much does it cost, just say it, I'll give her too." Edward said in the direction the voice was coming from.

Red Hood turned his head, Edward's attitude was too well-behaved, although the customer was very cooperative and he was happy, but ......

"His attitude is not quite right." The driver whispered.

"I know." Said the red hood.

The car drove around New York City for about half an hour and came to a demolition area in Hell's Kitchen.

The car was in front of an underground garage that was not recognizable, and the underground garage had not been opened for a long time, the door was full of dust, and even a few spiders could be seen crawling.

The car stopped in front of the underground garage, and after the driver made a phone call, the door slammed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The car turned on its headlights and drove into the underground garage.

The layout of the underground garage is very clever, and it looks like an abandoned and unfinished building demolition area as a whole, and there is nothing unusual from the outside, but once you find a specific path, you will have a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

The underground garage was one of the correct paths, and the car drove into it, came to a certain load-bearing column, muttered in the red hood, walked down, pressed the palm of his hand on the load-bearing column, and stepped back.

After 5s, one of the walls of the load-bearing column slowly pulled up, revealing the path of the orange-yellow light paving inside.

The food truck drove down and entered the famous underground labyrinth of New York's underground world!

Three minutes later, the dining car stopped, and the cloth bag on Edward's head was removed, and Edward looked up to see that it was the red hood that was originally sitting in the passenger seat.

The damp, rancid smell made Edward frown - this year's kidnappers can't do it!

The underground labyrinth is classified according to the layout of C/B/A/S four trading areas, which increase in order according to the environment, geographical location, and the degree of easy detection.

Just by the taste, you can tell that it belongs to the lowest level of Zone C! It belongs to the kind of place where the most tasteless and low-level spicy chicken kidnappers and spicy chicken hooligans are used!

Spicy Chicken! Weak explosion!

Edward's evaluation of these kidnappers has fallen to a low point!

"Let's go by ourselves, don't bother a few people" Edward broke the handcuffs, helplessly picked up Emma, got out of the car, and was sent all the way to a very shoddy cell.

The cell was small, except for a sour-smelling bed with dried blood, and outside the railing, after the kidnappers had completed the handover, only two people were left to guard, and the rest left with the red hood.

The two people left behind faced each other, staring at the two of them.

Red Hood left the crowd behind and walked to a separate, dimly lit room to open a notebook.

On the notebook, a figure quickly emerged, her back to the red hood, asking in a deep voice.

"The person you want got it, but there's an extra giveaway. Gotta add money. ”

"Who?"

"A man, 1.8 meters, looks quite thin, but he should be very rich and has always been very cooperative." The red hood is made on the chair

"I didn't let you arrest him." She sneered grimly, "But since you have been caught, as a collaborator, I will give you a suggestion, what he has is money, how much you can knock out depends on your own." ”

"So this business is our own?" The red hood put his hands on his thighs and asked.

"Yes." Someone in the picture handed her a dress, she took it, put it on, "I'll go over here, remember my request." ”

"I know, but the deposit ......" The red head cover mobile phone rang suddenly, he took it out and saw that his bank account had 60 million more, and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

After a while, the red hood led the man into the cell, followed by two hooded men, holding a large pile of professional camera props and laptops, seemingly to be videotaped.

Frost Electronic Technology, Chairman's Office.

Winston, who returned to the company overnight, received such a video call before his chair was hot.

In the picture, Emma is casually thrown on the bed, and a decadent figure sits next to her.

The image stretches backwards, giving a distant view of Emma who has passed out.

"Who are you!" Winston looked at the screen curiously.

"Hah, that's a long story." The sound is specially processed so that it is not possible to hear men and women.

"Well, whoever you are, one thing is clear, you have caught my attention, so I will give you an answer." Winston crossed his hands, glancing out of his office to the figure leaning against his glass door outside his office.

"A lot of people have tried to do this before, but they've all failed, and your success this time is a small miracle, well done."

"Thanks for the compliment.

As you can see, your daughter Emma is out in the hands! Sixty million, in exchange for her safety, sign your check, and send it as an envelope to show that you are willing to cooperate with us.

You only have two hours!

If we don't get a reply, then we'll think it's a new call for your daughter, and she's going to die.

Don't report it, or I'll guarantee you'll see her body. ”

"Okay." Winston raised his hands, a grim smile on his lips

"I'm not going to report it, and I'm going to give you an answer, but, seriously, $60 million? Do you really think my daughter is worth that much? ”

"You ......"

"The daughter who betrayed me, did you negotiate with your fox friends to cheat money because you didn't bring any money?

Okay, since you want to know how much she's worth, then I'll give you an answer, she's not a fart.

If you're going to hang her, I hope you find something stronger, or it's easy to break halfway, and to me, she's dead. ”

"Click." The video was turned off by Winston.

"This old bastard...... I didn't even care! He can give up everything for money! Red Hood kicked the wall in anger.

In the cell, drops of water from the elite crawled on their white faces.

Frost Electronic Technology.

The office door was pushed open, and Winston let out a deep breath.

"Let her go, Adrienne."

Why? Father? Adrienne leaned against Winston's glass door, the neon lights of New York's Flowery World shining on her face outside the window.