"No money..." Er stood up in a daze, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, glanced around the room, and saw the valuable one, which was the old TV that was playing the cartoons that the children liked to watch. It was in the second-hand market.
It's worth three to five hundred yuan more. Apart from that, I really can't find anything more valuable: "You're such an old bastard! We've seen too many of them. My two brothers came to your house today, and they didn't even think about going back empty-handed.
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The teenage boy was so frightened by Er Leng that he hid behind his mother, stuck out his little head, and stared at Er Leng with a pair of black eyes in fear.
Wen Jiabao said to his wife: "Hua, take the child out."
Wen Jiabao's wife stood up and took her son's hand to go out, but the monk stopped her and said, "You want to run away? You think we are fools!"
When Wen Jiabao saw the monk stopping his wife and children fiercely, he quickly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, this has nothing to do with women and children, it's our men's business. If you have anything to say...
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"****..." The monk pushed Wen Jiabao away, grabbed the boy by the collar, and said to the woman: "Go and collect the money to exchange for your son, otherwise, hehe...
This tough-headed boy is so lovable that if he sells it, it will cost more than thirty-eight thousand yuan." Hehe sneered and touched the boy's head.
The woman loved her son very much, but she was afraid that the monk would hurt the child, so she begged, "Brother, we will collect enough money to return it to you. It has nothing to do with the child, so please let him go."
"Stop talking nonsense! If you want your child back, hurry up and collect the money!" Er Leng yelled.
After all, the couple are outsiders, and they are doing a small business in the suburbs of a big city like Nanhai with their tails between their legs. Their life is not easy. But when they see their precious son being caught in the palm of their hand, they are afraid that something will go wrong. This is
Under the family planning policy, only Miaomiao is the hope to continue the family tradition, how can it not be loved like a treasure?
Wen Jiabao winked at his wife: "Hua, go to Lao He's house and ask if you can borrow some money first. The interest will be any high."
The woman didn't understand what her husband said and frowned: "Huzi's father, how can he have a surname around here..."
Wen Jiabao shouted angrily: "Hurry up and go! Only the Lao He family around here can afford such a large amount of money!"
The woman looked at her son with a vague understanding: "Huzi, don't be afraid."
"What are you doing, mother-in-law! Go quickly!" Wen Jiabao shouted angrily at his wife again: "I am here. What they want is money, not children!"
The woman seemed to understand what her husband meant. She glared at the monk and Er Leng and walked out of the house quickly.
The monk said loudly: "I'll give you thirty minutes! If you don't raise enough money, we will take your son away!"
After the woman went out, she hurried to a nearby canteen and said, "I want to call the police..." After saying that, she grabbed the public phone of the canteen and called 110.
When the person who answered the call at the alarm center heard that someone had kidnapped the child, he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately passed the detailed location of the incident to the general duty room of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.
Yang Rucheng had not yet gotten off work and was in a meeting to arrange the finishing work of this special operation. The police officer on duty walked in quickly and said a few words in his ear. He immediately announced the adjournment of the meeting, arranged for the mobilization of police forces, and said to a police officer beside him:
"Notify the sniper squad to rush to the accident site and standby!"
In the car rushing to the scene of the accident, Yang Rucheng asked in detail about the two gangsters who hijacked the children. When he heard that they were employees of Shiweitian, he was surprised. After thinking about it, he thought he should call and ask Liu Gen.
, are they employees of his company?
After school in the afternoon, Liu Gen asked Xiangzi to drive, and rushed to the development zone with Chen Hao to pick up Qin Yue. In the car, while talking to Xiangzi about what Wen Hanmei had told him, he received a call from Yang Rucheng.
"Hello, Captain Yang..."
"Liu Gen, does your company have two employees who go to Hongxing Town in the western suburbs for work?" Yang Rucheng asked.
Liu Gen asked: "What's the matter? Captain Yang."
"I asked you if you have!" Yang Rucheng said loudly and somewhat angrily.
"Please wait a moment." Liu Gen turned around and asked Chen Hao, who was sitting in the back row: "Mr. Chen, have you arranged for two of you to go to Hongxing Town in the western suburbs to do something?"
Chen Hao also felt confused, shook his head and said: "No, what's the matter? Brother Gen."
Liu Gen did not answer Chen Hao, and immediately replied to Yang Rucheng: "Captain Yang, our company has not sent anyone to Hongxing Town in the western suburbs." As soon as he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.
"It's impossible for Captain Yang to call and ask for no reason..." Liu Gen muttered.
"No, Brother Gen." Chen Hao suddenly remembered: "Did Monk and Er Leng go to Hongxing Town in the western suburbs?"
"Monk and Er Leng..." Liu Gen asked confused: "How did they get there?"
"It was Dabao who arranged for them to collect the arrears." Chen Hao said hurriedly: "I remember that there was one of our end customers in Hongxing Town, named Wen Jiabao, who has been defaulting on our payment."
"It's broken!" Liu Gen complained endlessly, and immediately called Yang Rucheng: "Captain Yang, our company did arrange for two employees to go to Hongxing Town to collect payment... One is called Monk and the other is Er Leng... What... kidnapping children
...Okay, I'll rush over right now...They don't have a phone with them...Okay..." Liu Gen said 'Okay' a lot. After hanging up the phone, he said to Xiangzi and Chen Hao: "Qinyue is over there.
, you two go over... Xiangzi, pull over, I'll take a taxi to Hongxing Town, two bastards, Monk and Er Leng, kidnapped a boy! Captain Yang asked me to go over and help deal with it."
"Kidnapping...these two bastards! I've told you before that they are not good people! But Brother Gen, you insist on taking these two bastards, and now you are in big trouble..." Xiangzi was furious, blaming Liu Gen.
She took them in, pulled the car over, and let Liu Gen get out of the car.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have arranged for Dabao to collect the money." Chen Hao said guiltily.
"You two, show the agreement to Qin Yue first. I'll come over as soon as possible after I finish handling the matter over there." Liu Gen jumped out of the car and waved to stop the taxi.
The monk and Er Leng ran around all afternoon and were already hungry. They thought that Wen Jiabao's wife was really going to borrow money. They were very happy. It was the first time that they had done such a big thing for Liu Gen and it went so smoothly.
"I said Wen Jiabao, we brothers are hungry, can we have something to eat?" the monk asked, pointing to the food on the table.
Wen Jiabao quickly found clean dishes and chopsticks, and politely asked the two of them to sit down.
The monk and Er Leng asked the boy to sit between them and started eating carelessly.
The meat seller certainly had no shortage of meat to eat, and it was braised pork, which tasted very good. The monk and Er Leng had their mouths dripping with relish. Before they finished the bowl of rice, they suddenly heard the siren of a police car outside.
He didn’t pay much attention to it, and the monk jokingly said: “This policeman has nothing to do. He always likes to show off his power and scare us people.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the loudspeaker shouting: "People inside, listen..."
Er Leng felt something was wrong. He stood up and walked to the window to look outside. There were police cars and policemen outside. Someone shouted into the room with a loudspeaker. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his head: "Monk, it's not good...police...
They are here to catch us both..."
When the monk heard this, he almost choked with a mouth full of rice and braised pork. He stretched his neck and rushed to the window to look out: "Damn it! I thought the police had let us go!" He also said
I thought the police were here because of something the two of them had committed before.
"What should I do? Monk, please come up with an idea!" Er Leng asked anxiously.
The monk glared at Er Leng and said, "What a stupid idea! Just follow the police obediently! Anyway, the things we did in the past were all ordered by that bastard Li Tianyi. The worst we can do is spend a year and a half in jail."
Prison meal..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loudspeaker shouting from outside: "Release the hostages, put your head in your hands and walk out of the house..."
"Hostage..." Er Leng looked at the monk strangely.
Only then did the monk react and glared at Wen Jiabao and his son: "It turns out it was your wife who called the police!"
"It's over... It's completely over this time..." Er Leng held his head in his hands, squatted in the corner and cried: "We have become hostage-taking kidnappers now..."
The monk yelled angrily: "Why are you crying! Look at you, you are such a bear!"
"Woooo... Monk, we both have to spend the rest of our lives in prison... Wuwu..." Er Leng wailed.
The monk was also afraid that he would have to spend a long time in jail in the future. He was originally a ruthless guy. Although he wanted to change his evil ways, but for this reason, his true nature was forced out. He looked at Wen Jiabao and his son, and then at
Looking at the bag containing the 70,000 to 80,000 yuan that he had just received, he felt lucky and casually picked up a bone-chopping knife that Wen Jiabao usually used to sell meat, held it against the boy's neck, and said angrily: "I won't die even if I die."
Go to jail!" He stared at Wen Jiabao and shouted, "It was your wife who pushed us to the edge! I will make you and your son pay the price!"
Wen Jiabao did not expect that things would reach this point: "Brother, calm down, it's just a matter of tens of thousands of dollars, is that what it is? It has nothing to do with the child, please let him go, I will be your hostage...
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"Shut up, I!" the monk shouted angrily at Wen Jiabao, and said to Er Leng who was squatting in the corner: "Er Leng, tie him up!"
The child was so frightened that he cried. Wen Jiabao comforted his son: "Huzi, don't be afraid. Dad is here with you. Don't be afraid..."
Er Lun found a rope and tied Wen Jiabao's hands behind his back.
Wen Jiabao didn't resist. His son was in someone else's hands. He was worried that his son would die if he resisted, so he obediently let Er Leng tie him up, while he kept comforting his frightened son.
"Monk, what should we do next?" Er Leng asked in a panic.
"When it gets dark, we have hostages in our hands and the police don't dare to do anything to us. When the time comes, trade the big one for a car and run away with the smaller one!" the monk said through gritted teeth.
When Liu Gen arrived, the sky was gradually getting dark.
Yang Rucheng was surrounded by several police officers, and he was arranging tasks to prepare for a storm.
"Captain Yang, let me go in and persuade them to release the hostages." Liu Gen asked proactively.