If Li Muxin was really kidnapped, why is there still no news from the kidnappers?
In the early morning, Han Shilin, who had been awake all night, was filled with sadness, and the anxious flame between his thick eyebrows was about to burn him out.
"Mr. Han, according to the search results of the satellite positioning system, we have found Li Muxin's mobile phone and her work magnetic card." Pan stepped forward and said.
"Where did you find it?" Han Shilin asked in a deep voice.
"Report to Mr. Han that I found it in a trash can under the building. I just sent someone to scan the fingerprints on it and found that someone else had handled the phone without leaving any clues."
"Been dealt with?" Han Shilin frowned deeper, clenched his fists, and his joints turned white. He was forbearing and controlling his emotions.
"It seems that these people are well prepared!" Han Shilin said fiercely, turned around and ordered, "Pan, immediately send someone to the office on the 30th floor to search it!"
"Yes! Mr. Han!" Pan nodded and left.
ten minutes later……
Han Shilin was still meditating deeply in the special suite in the castle. Deep wrinkles were etched on his smooth forehead, and they became deeper and deeper... anxiety, worry, and self-blame!
If he had brought her with him yesterday, this wouldn't have happened!
"Shit!!" Han Shilin suddenly grabbed the documents in front of the desk with his right hand and threw them all to the ground, making them a mess and a mess.
damn it!
His bloodshot brown eyes, as cold as bloodthirsty, glared angrily at the documents on the floor. He pressed his hands hard on the table and dug at the edges with his fingers. The pain in his injured right foot had long been numb, and his whole body was shaking with anger!
"Mr. Han!" Pan pushed open the study door, rushed in, and supported Han Shilin, "Mr. Han, you can't stand on your feet yet, sit down first!"
"No! I can't calm down right now!" Han Shilin shouted angrily, reaching out to grab Pan's suit and asking viciously, "Where are the results I asked you to check! Are there any clues in the office?"
Pan looked at Han Shilin, who was sometimes worried and sometimes furious because of Li Muxin. His eyes, which had not been closed all night, were full of bloodshot eyes. The unshaved beard remained on his dim handsome face. Was the man in front of him still the perfect Mr. Han who could not tolerate any flaws?
?
Pan couldn't bear to tell Han Shilin, but the ninja Han Shilin clutched Pan's shirt tightly at the collar, almost suffocating him, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"Mr. Han! Let go of Pan first. Of course you can't answer your question if you hold him like this!" Annie had been busy all day for the press conference and had some time to rest. After hearing about Li Muxin, she came over immediately.
She walked into the office and looked at Han Shilin, who had long lost his usual rationality and calmness, with fierce eyes and clutching Pan's clothes, and her heart felt sour.
Mr. Han, do you really care about that fake Lin Youya?
"Mr. Han, we have searched the entire floor, and there is no trace of Li Muxin. However... we found that the ceiling at the top of the office had been pried open. We initially suspected that the kidnappers probably took Li Muxin through the ventilation duct on the roof.
Robbed.”
Annie looked at Han Shilin steadily. Although her eyes were filled with soreness and the tip of her nose was sore, what could she do when facing Han Shilin like this?
It's not that Han Shilin didn't know Annie's affection for him. No one would give unconditionally to the company like Pan and Annie. Annie did it because she loved Han Shilin, and Pan helped Han Shilin manage the company so sincerely because he loved Annie.
"Mr. Han..." Annie stepped forward and watched Han Shilin grab Pan's hands and loosen them little by little... Then the firelight in those red eyes gradually dimmed... from red to cold...
"Don't worry, Mr. Han, we will definitely send extra manpower to rescue her." Annie comforted Han Shilin. With her hands on his shoulders, she could already vaguely feel the cold aura emanating from his body.
He has turned from anger to hatred!
Once he finds out who kidnapped Li Muxin, he will definitely take revenge in the cruelest way!
*
Although the store under the Weilin Building was open normally and seemed calm on the surface, Han Shilin had ordered people to search it one by one, especially the ventilation duct on the roof of the office. Where did it lead to? How was Li Muxin taken away and what was left behind?
Clues are the key to quickly finding Li Muxin.
On the other hand, Pan paid close attention to all phone calls and faxes. If the other party asked for money, Han Shilin told him that as long as he could afford it, it didn't matter how much money he had; he was afraid that what the other party was asking for was not money!
Just after twelve o'clock, Pan received the latest search information.
"Mr. Han, we discovered something strange. There were only traces of one person left in the passage. There is currently no way to confirm who left these traces, but it was probably left by Li Muxin when he was crawling. If it is true,
As we previously speculated, Li Muxin was taken away from the pipeline, so there must be traces of multiple people, and even some obvious signs of struggle. However, judging from the traces on the dust on the tunnel, it is more likely that Li Muxin was alone
It is more likely that the person crawled out of the passage slowly."
Han Shilin's brows were furrowed in worry, and his brown eyes were narrowed, staring at the newly sent photos in Pan's hand.
"She was probably forced! Maybe the other party used some method to force Li Muxin to climb up the pipe." Han Shilin held the pictures tightly with his fingers, flipping through them one by one, his eyes sharp and sinister, never letting go of any small clue.
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Suddenly, when a blood-stained picture was reflected in his brown eyes, they trembled and burst out with intense fire!
Based on the bloodstains on the pictures, it was inferred that the pipelines were made of spliced steel plates, and some pipes would have protruding sharp parts at their joints. Han Shilin flipped through the pictures one by one and locked his eyes on a key picture.
After the connection was completed, the protruding part of a steel plate was as sharp as a knife cone. If you look closely, you will see that it is covered with brown blood stains.
After that, all the pictures seemed to be made up of blood stains connected in series... As the eyes turned through the pictures, they became more and more gloomy. The brown blood almost dyed every subsequent picture a horrifying dark brown.
Thinking of the blood dripping out of her fair skin, Han Shilin's heart suffocated, and the pain was as unbearable as a spasm.
It felt like cutting off the flesh and blood in my heart piece by piece and watching the blood flow... bit by bit... drop by drop... until it ran out!
Han Shilin's whole body felt like he was in the heat of water, suffering. He imagined Li Muxin crawling out of the pipe with blood on his body, and his heart ached for a while!
*
Preparations for the venue were in progress, but Han Shilin had no time to think about those things. In his mind, there was only Li Muxin's pitiful face, as if he could see the tears for help in his eyes...
"Mr. Han! The press conference will begin soon. If you don't come forward to host the press conference, maybe..." Pan looked at Han Shilin worriedly, worried about Li Muxin's disappearance.
"Get out! I'm not in the mood now! Get out!" Han Shilin picked up the ashtray in front of the table and threw it towards the door. Fortunately, it didn't hit Pan, but the wooden door was hit with a terrible scratch.
Pan looked at his watch anxiously, then turned to look at Annie. Annie knew that nothing could be done to persuade Han Shilin to leave the study. The only hope was to find Li Muxin.
In the distance, a woman in aqua blue dress walked elegantly and slowly to the study door. She smiled and said, "Shilin, the press conference is about to start, why are you still in the study? Reporters are all here.
Wait, if we, the organizers, are all late, it will be very ugly in the newspapers tomorrow."
Han Shilin ignored her words and turned his back coldly, not even looking at her.
Shirley's face was a little pale, her teeth were biting her red lips tightly, and her nails were dug into her palms, trying to endure the feeling of being ignored.
Time passes minute by minute...
No one dared to mention the press conference again until——
Suddenly, a bodyguard rushed into the study with excitement on his face, "Mr. Han!! There is news!!"