Canglong drove a car and took Wanwan for a walk in the urban area of Dongning. Behind them were several black SUVs. Except for the housekeeper of Wanwan's family, the rest were the legendary Zhongnanhai bodyguards, Yi Wan.
With the background of the Wan family, it is not difficult to apply for special protection.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Wanwan's face was both sad and excited. Since returning home, Wanwan has not been hiding her emotions. She is as happy as a normal little girl.
The two of them remained silent all the way until Canglong brought Wanwan to the new city inn. This was Wang Jiao's new wine shop. The business was pretty good. There were no customers at this time in the morning. Before Canglong came back,
, Wang Jiao gave him a key, and he could enter the wine at any time.
Compared with the previous City Inn, the new City Inn has more youthful energy. Both the exterior decoration and the interior style are completely new. On the basis of the original, Wang Jiao adjusted many contents of the wine and added
Thanks to her old customers and her location selection, the wine business has continued to be booming from its opening to the present.
The customers who come here know that although the owner of this wine shop is a high school student and seems to have no background at all, if you want to cause trouble here, you have to weigh your own weight and inadequacy. Most of the customers like Wang Jiao's vitality.
A charming girl, so many people regard this wine as their own.
Under the four words "City Inn" on the wine label, there is also a line written in various characters, "This place belongs to me, and it belongs to you even more."
"Is Sister Wang Jiao still here?" Wanwan smiled innocently when she saw a familiar scene, although she knew this was not the wine she had performed with her brother before.
"She was taken to school by me. The operation of the wine is not a problem." Canglong shook his head, took out the key and prepared to enter the wine.
But at this moment, the housekeeper of Wanwan's family frowned and ordered the bodyguards in black to check around. As soon as Canglong opened the door, the housekeeper said: "Miss, I'll go in first."
Hearing this, Wanwan pouted and said angrily: "Uncle Jia, as long as my brother is here, nothing will happen. You don't have to follow me like this."
The steward glanced at Cang Long, still showing a bit of distrust. It could be felt that the steward named Jia did not trust Cang Long's ability, but that he was not trusted by Steward Jia.
"The president has given orders that I must accompany Miss wherever he goes. You can follow him to drink, but I have to make sure there is no danger." Uncle Jia was serious but respectful to Wanwan.
Like an ancient servant.
Wanwan stomped her feet angrily and looked at Canglong shrugging his shoulders, as if to say, there is nothing I can do, but she was obviously very disappointed with Uncle Jia, and Canglong looked satisfied, although he knew very well that there was nothing in the wine.
There was no danger, but Uncle Jia's vigilance made him secretly admired, and after he went in to check, he would feel more at ease.
So he didn't say anything from beginning to end. Uncle Jia was very efficient in doing things. In Canglong's eyes, no one in the group of people led by Uncle Jia was easy to deal with, but it didn't mean that he couldn't deal with them.
"Miss, you can go in." Uncle Jia walked out and stood at the door.
"You're not allowed in." Wanwan said angrily, then she took Canglong's hand, closed the door and ran in.
When she got into the wine, Wanwan was jumping up and down. She stopped for a while, came over and hugged Canglong and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for what happened just now. Uncle Jia didn't mean it. Since those two things happened, he
I’ve always been like this, very sensitive to everything.”
"You don't care, why would I care?" Canglong touched her head and said with a smile.
"That's good." Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, I asked you to bring me here to tell you something. I have thought about it for a long time. Even my mother and others asked me, but I didn't
explain."
"Well." Canglong looked at Wanwan, then walked to the stage, picked up the drinking utensils, and said, "Do you still remember our last cooperation?"
"Remember." Wanwan said, excitedly ran to the music stage and sat in front of the piano.
Soon, music started playing in the wine. Canglong was mixing wine and Wanwan was playing the piano. The two of them cooperated very well. The only thing they lacked was an appreciative audience. But in the eyes of Canglong and Wanwan, they didn't seem to care about this and were still content.
Its fun.
"What do you want to tell me?" During the music, Canglong walked up to Wanwan with wine utensils and handed her a glass of orange juice.
Wanwan did not answer immediately, but just nodded. She was smart enough not to cut off the music. After a while, she said, "I want to tell you who kidnapped me."
Cang Long frowned, as if he had expected something, so he said: "Who?"
"A stranger, he is very powerful, really powerful, maybe...maybe even more powerful than my brother." Wanwan said as if she recalled something, the smile on her face disappeared, and her hands were shaking from time to time.
, obviously scared.
"Yes." Canglong's face became serious. Seeing that Wanwan was scared, he squatted next to Wanwan, caressed her back from top to bottom, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, brother.
Here, don’t be afraid... As long as my brother is here, no one can hurt you... No..."
After a while, Wanwan came to her senses and looked at Cang Long. Her young face showed a trace of calmness that did not belong to her age, but her hands were still playing the keys: "He said when he kidnapped me,
If I tell my mother and the others about this, then... then... he will kill them, and... also, Wanwan was sleeping a few nights ago
At that time, he came again... Wanwan... Wanwan didn't dare to tell her mother, brother... Wanwan was afraid..."
At the end of the sentence, Wanwan was trembling all over, and the music was intermittent and had no rhythm at all. Canglong held her in his arms, walked to the stage, turned up the wine music at high volume, and then squatted under the stage to comfort her.
Looking at Wanwan, who was trembling all over, Canglong suddenly thought of the feeling he had when he saw her for the first time, "Brother, I'm hungry..."
He was sure that Wanwan was not lying, but he had thought of many people, and he didn't know anyone who could get close to Wanwan through all the layers of protection.
If it was Lin Wanrou and the others who were negligent the first time, then as the president of Longteng International, Lin Wanrou could mobilize the most powerful security guards in the country to protect Wanwan Zhou. I believe that no mother would do anything after her child is kidnapped.
Any negligence.
However, he didn't expect that Wanwan would actually tell her such news when she came this time. The reason why he turned on the music was because from the first moment he saw Wanwan, he knew that Wanwan had something to say to him, and
Wanwan was a smart child, and with a little hint, Canglong knew that these words could only be said to him.
That's why Canglong brought her a drink, and the reason why he turned on the music was because of the few minutes when Wanwan Uncle Jia came in to drink. Although Wanwan was smart, she was still too immature. She didn't know the few minutes when Uncle Jia came in.
Here, a bug was installed here, and Wanwan naturally thought that this place was safe.
But he couldn't deceive Canglong, and he didn't want Uncle Jia to hear the content of their conversation. Natural music was the simplest barrier.
"Brother... please... please save mother, please... Wanwan doesn't want to lose her mother..." Wanwan hugged Canglong.
I cried silently, as if I had endured it for a long time and finally found an outlet.
Canglong couldn't imagine that a nine-year-old girl could be so calm after experiencing such a thing, and even kept the matter in her heart without revealing a word to the people around her. Such patience was surprising, but it was also
It made Canglong very distressed. At certain times, Wanwan's behavior was very close to his behavior when he was nine years old.
This is not the pressure that a nine-year-old girl should bear, this is not...
Canglong thought in his heart, but all he could do now seemed to be to comfort her. In response to Wanwan's request for help, Canglong did not quickly promise anything. This was not because he was unwilling. On the contrary, if the world was still
If there was anyone worthy of risking his life, then the only ones were Yu Xue lying on the hospital bed and the little girl in his arms now.
After crying for about ten minutes, Wanwan started sobbing. Her body was still shaking from time to time, but she began to calm down slowly. She looked at Canglong, as if she had grasped the last straw, but there was something wrong.
There was a bit of hesitation, but she still said: "That man said that he would take my mother away from me in a while."
"Who is he? Do you remember his appearance? What are his characteristics?" Canglong asked.
"I can't see him, but he can talk in my ear. Many times I wake up and find nothing. When my mother asks me, I can only say it's a nightmare, but Wanwan can feel it.
It's not a nightmare, he is the same person before, the one who took me away from my mother, who made Wanwan feel scared..." Wanwan said sobbing.
"Is it a ghost?" Canglong couldn't help but have a question. I'm afraid that anyone who hears such words and makes logical judgments will think that this is something that does not exist.
Canglong quickly rejected this answer, because he could do it, but it would take a lot of effort. It was easy to say but not easy. He only needed to know Wanwan well enough and understand the Lin Wanrou family's defense well enough.
Everything became very easy. After all, the target was just a nine-year-old girl. Smart Wanwan was also a little girl. This was something that cleverness could not make up for.
"Did he ever say why he did this?" Canglong asked. Obtaining as many clues as possible from as much information as possible is an essential quality for a killer.
Wanwan thought for a while, then looked at Canglong with a look of fear, and said tremblingly: "He said he likes this!"
"You like this?" Canglong's expression changed...
ps: The previous chapter was revised last night. Readers of the mobile website can click on it to see if it has been revised.