Fu Lingzhi was driving to the SWAT headquarters when he received the call.
"Commander Fu seems to be very busy." The man's voice was unhurried.
"You know you're talking nonsense!"
"Oh, I'm quite angry." Yi Muliang looked at the person sitting quietly next to him and laughed.
Fu Lingzhi and Yi Muliang had always been at odds with each other. They had disliked each other since they were children. They were both candidates for the commander of the 112th Infantry Division five years ago, but Yi Muliang suddenly left the country for Zurich.
Fu Lingzhi didn't know what his intentions were when he returned quietly five years later.
"I don't have as much free time as you." He was about to hang up with a cold face, when a child's scream came from over there. Fu Ling stopped and the car stopped suddenly.
"Xiao Nian? Yi Muliang, don't force me to send you to prison as a kidnapper!"
"Oh? I kindly saved a child who was almost abducted. You can't wear your hat randomly, Commander Fu, right?"
"Send him back to me intact. If you dare to play tricks, I guarantee that there will be no place for you here tomorrow!"
"If I wanted to play tricks, I would have sent this boy to your lady's house. I could not only win her favor, but also be a good person..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Give him back to me!"
Yi Muliang rolled his eyes, slightly curved his mouth, and his smile was mostly mocking, "Give it back to you? Is he yours?"
Sure enough, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, only the sound of deliberately suppressed breathing. It is conceivable that if it touches the painful spot, Fu Lingzhi will be furious.
"What do you want?"
"I want to admire your colorful expressions."
"Meet you at the door of the villa." After saying this, Fu Lingzhi hung up without giving him a chance to answer.
No wonder the entire SWAT team and two helicopters were deployed to no avail. If Yi Muliang hid a person, he would definitely not be able to find him.
villa.
Fu Lingzhi looked at Yi Muliang's leaving figure and wanted to grab the gun at his waist and shoot him. Xiaonian was trembling in his arms.
"Can you change your clothes?" He patiently knelt down to look at him.
Xiaonian hid under the bed. Fu Lingzhi's eyebrows twitched, frustrated. Does he look so fierce?
"I'm talking to you!" He wanted to go forward and help him take off his clothes, but the boy hid again and held the bedpost tremblingly, his little hands turning white.
Fu Lingzhi turned away, looking slightly embarrassed but feeling a little sad. He took a long breath and softened a little, "Don't be afraid."
He stretched out his hand. Xiaonian opened his eyes and looked at his big hands. He moved a little closer to him, then retracted. Seeing that Fu Lingzhi had no intention of moving, he tentatively approached him again.
Fu Lingzhi squinted his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his hard face. A child is a child.