Wen Tong had no choice but to continue waiting for the elevator.
When they reached the first floor, the man said: "Go out and hail a taxi and go to Sanlitun Square."
Wen Tong stopped the taxi and said, "Master, Sanlitun Square."
The driver said enthusiastically: "Are you going to see the show too?"
"What show?"
The driver asked in surprise: "Don't you know? There is a large-scale lion dance performance in Sanlitun Square today, and many people come to watch it."
Glancing at the fair and tender baby next to her, she asked, "Are you taking your brother to watch the fun?"
"She is my mommy." Ding Ding quickly corrected.
The driver looked stunned. This mommy was too young, she looked like a student.
"Don't talk to the driver," the voice on the phone warned.
Wen Tong had no choice but to remain silent, but Ding Ding started chatting with the driver. As soon as the little guy started chatting, he kept chattering, making the driver laugh from time to time.
After the car arrived at Sanlitun Square, Wen Tong had to get off the bus nearby because the traffic was too heavy.
The square was crowded with people, and the place surrounded by people was buzzing with gongs and drums, making it very lively.
"See that red flag? Go there."
There was indeed a flag among the crowd. It wasn't eye-catching, but if you looked carefully, you could see it at a glance.
Wen Tong held Ding Ding's hand and squeezed into the crowd.
There were so many people in the square that the bodyguards following her would soon be lost, and there was no way for her to leave any mark.
"Mom, what a mighty lion." Ding Ding stood beside her, excitedly watching the lion dance performance in the square, completely unaware that he was in danger.
The two lions were fighting for the hydrangea. They pounced, fell, rolled, rolled, jumped, and rubbed each other with extremely dexterous movements.
Ding Ding was so happy that her little hands were red, but Wen Tong had no interest in watching anymore. She was thinking of ways to notify the bodyguards.
boom!
Suddenly there was an explosion in the crowd, and someone shouted, "Gun."
One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd, which had been lively just now, suddenly became a mess, with everyone running and dodging.
Wen Tong picked up Ding Ding and followed the flow of people.
The crowd was so crowded that her figure was quickly submerged.
"Where is Miss Wen?" a bodyguard responsible for tracking asked anxiously.
"It was there just now, look for it quickly."
Several people wanted to break away from the crowd, but in such a chaotic scene, they simply couldn't move.
"You guys look for it separately." Widowmaker frowned. She already had a vague feeling that something was not good. From Wen Tong's series of strange actions to the sudden commotion here, she was sure that someone wanted to harm Wen Tong.
"Don't panic, have you seen the cake shop in front? Go in."
The man knew the terrain here very well, and it seemed that he had spent a lot of time planning all this.
Wen Tong glanced back, hoping to see Cang Yue, but she could see nothing except the noisy crowd.
Wen Tong finally squeezed out, pushed open the door of the cake shop and walked in.
"Go through the back door and get into the taxi with the tail number 788."
"I can get in the car, but I want to know that the hostages are safe."
"Can."
The man seemed to get up, and then Wen Tong heard Fang Lan's voice, a little weak, "What do you want to do, why are you arresting me?"
"Did you hear that?"
"I will cooperate, you can't torture her anymore."
"certainly."
Wen Tong got in the car.
Before she could say where to go, the car started.
Ding Ding nestled in Wen Tong's arms, a little alert.
She just said hostages and torture, these words sounded very scary.
"Mom, is grandma in danger?"
"It's okay, grandma is very good, be good." Wen Tong patted her son's shoulder and couldn't help but feel sore in her eyes.
"Mom, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Ding Ding hugged her neck tightly, and his thin breath gently sprayed on her neck.
He learned boxing from his father just to protect his mother.
"Well, I'm not afraid." Wen Tong sniffed hard and held back her tears. At this time, she couldn't cry. Ding Ding would be scared when he cried. He is a child after all.
Beichenxiao, where are you?
Bei Chenxiao put down the phone with a heavy expression on his face. Just halfway through the meeting, he pushed his chair away and hurried out, leaving a group of department managers looking at each other.
When Wen Ze saw this, he quickly announced the adjournment of the meeting and followed him quickly.
"Young Master, what happened?"
"Let Lei Xiang come over immediately."
When Beichenxiao thought about Widowmaker's report on the phone just now, his heart started to beat wildly. If her description was true, then it was absolutely certain that someone wanted to take action against Wen Tong and Ding Ding.
He arranged so many people around her, but he didn't expect someone to take advantage of her.
Lei Xiang came soon, "Young Master."
Beichen Xiao's eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was solemn as never before, "Call all your men immediately, I mean everyone, no matter where they are now, let them come back immediately, even if Bincheng is overturned."
Come here and you must find my woman and son."
"Yes, Master."
After Lei Xiang left, Bei Chenxiao called Mo Yuan again. Mo Yuan was abroad. When he heard about the incident, he immediately sent additional manpower to him.
When he called Wen Tong, he was still on the phone.
"Wenze, can you trace the phone signal?"
"I'll let someone try it."
"go immediately."
Bei Chenxiao drove his car and found Widowmaker. Widowmaker was still in Sanlitun Square, and his men were searching door to door in the surrounding shops.
"Stop looking. If the other party wants to separate you, will she still be here?" Bei Chenxiao said sternly: "Get in the car."
Widowmaker got into the car and told him the general situation.
"The last time we saw Miss Wen, she was here watching the lion show."
There was a fallen red flag in the square, which had been stepped on by many people and was covered with footprints.
Beichen was flustered but not confused. He analyzed Widowmaker's words carefully and said, "The route she has been walking is very remote. The purpose is to avoid you. If someone is not threatening her, she will not be so obedient."
"You mean the other party has hostages in their hands?"
"Yes." Bei Chenxiao's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "You should call immediately to confirm the situation of everyone around her."
"good."
Widowmaker was on the phone, Beichenxiao drove the car out of the square, the car windows slowly closed, and an inconspicuous cake shop flashed past in the rearview mirror.
"It has been confirmed that Ms. Wen's parents, younger brothers, and her artists are all safe, and nothing happened to anyone."
It's strange, besides these people, who else can threaten Wen Tong and make her obey others' mercy.
He called Wen Tong's number again. This time, the line was not busy, and the phone indicated that it was turned off.
"Damn it." Beichen Xiao punched the steering wheel with hatred. The other party was so cunning. They had already expected that he would track the phone signal. It seemed that they were a very professional killer group.
Wen Tong turned off the phone and threw it out of the car window. What she was holding in her hand was the phone that the driver had just given to her.
The phone remained on call.
"Very well, now throw out everything you have on you, including your wallet and jewelry."
Wen Tong glanced at the bracelet on her wrist. It was the most precious thing Beichen Xiao had given her. It was the only thing in the world that she couldn't bear to part with.