Wang Xiaoxia: "I don't know, maybe the kidnappers brought shielding devices..."
"Damn it, the kidnappers are getting more and more cunning now!" Cao Dahua immediately shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Group three, group four, plan C is cancelled, go down the mountain to arrest people immediately! Notify the vehicles guarding the scenic area and dispatch immediately
,The target is a motorcycle carrying a black travel bag!"
Finally, he said: "Ni Ni, how is the situation over there?"
"The target person is still on the heroic soul stage."
Cao Dahua: "I will inform Sister Cheng not to talk too much to that guy and ask him to get down as soon as possible. You should be prepared to take him down directly in front of the Heroic Soul Stage!"
"Yes, boss!"
…
On the Heroic Soul Stage.
The middle-aged woman sat slumped at the spot where she lost her money and cried bitterly. To her, it didn't matter whether the money was money or not, and it didn't matter whether the kidnapper could be caught. What was important was that nothing happened to her daughter.
"Auntie, don't just cry...who was that person who ran away on a motorcycle just now..." Zhang Yu said with concern.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Don't let anything happen...if she does something bad, how can I live..."
"Kidnapper!" Zhang Yu pretended to be surprised and said: "You mean, your daughter was kidnapped, and the bag just thrown down contained a ransom... You are so stupid to do this, how can you trust the kidnapper?
If so...what about public security...have you reported the crime..."
"I..." The middle-aged woman was about to answer when a small voice suddenly sounded in her earphones - 'Just say that I don't dare to report the crime, don't talk to him anymore, and come down as soon as possible'.
"I didn't dare to report the crime..." the middle-aged woman cried.
"No...how could you not report this kind of thing..." Zhang Yu said pretending to be anxious.
There are more than ten policemen hiding here, and they say they haven't reported the crime. Is there still trust between people?
"I... the kidnapper said... if I dare to report the crime, he will kill my daughter... The kidnapper has left now... I... I want to go home..." The middle-aged woman said, trying to stand up.
.
"I'll help you..." Zhang Yu helped the middle-aged woman up, thinking about how to tell the police what he had seen before. The place where the kidnapper hid the bag was invisible to the naked eye, so he couldn't tell others.
I have clairvoyance, so I wouldn't be sent to a scientific research center.
But if you don't tell the police, how can you solve the case? I'm afraid it will be difficult to clear yourself of the charges of being an accomplice of the kidnapper.
He helped the middle-aged woman walk down the steps to the Heroic Soul Platform. Using the effect of his celestial eye, he could see that the long legs were still hidden where they were, but there were six people hiding behind the tree at the bottom of the steps.
Being so close to the policeman also made him extremely nervous. When the two of them reached the bottom, the mobile phone held by Cheng Yumei in her right hand suddenly vibrated, "Buzzing buzzing..."
She hurriedly wanted to answer it, but when she picked it up, she seemed to have thought of something. She quickly took out her left arm, which was supported by Zhang Yu, and used her left hand to hold the phone to answer it, "Hello..."
"We have received the money, and you have performed very well. We have decided to let your daughter go." A man's voice rang on the phone.
"Thank you, thank you..." the middle-aged woman said excitedly.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. I still have something to say to you. We have more brothers, and these two million don't seem to be enough, so I want to ask you for another million. Don't worry, this is the last hundred.
Ten thousand!"
"What... I don't have that much money. It was hard to get these two million... Please let my daughter go..."
"What I said doesn't count. I'll give you one night and prepare another one million for us. Go to the first floor of Qianda Plaza at one o'clock tomorrow and wait for my call. Again, if you dare to report the crime, you will
You're just playing tricks, don't blame us for robbing the vote! This is the last million, we'll let him go as soon as we get the money!"
The voice settled and the phone was hung up.
"I have no money... Hey, hey... Wuwuwu..." The middle-aged woman continued to talk, but when she found that she had hung up, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"Auntie, what happened again?" Zhang Yu asked with concern.
"It's the kidnapper calling...and I want one million...I really have no money...wuwuwu...even if I sell the house, I can't get the money so quickly..." the middle-aged woman cried
road.
"These kidnappers are so abominable..." Zhang Yuyi was filled with anger, but before he could finish his words, he felt severe pain in his arm and almost had it broken.
"Ouch!"
Zhang Yu screamed in pain and felt that his arm was almost broken. Following the sound of footsteps, someone came up from behind and held him down tightly.
"Misunderstanding, I am a good person!"
…
Fenglin Decoration Company.
Mr. Feng was sitting outside with three female employees, waiting for Uncle Zhao's arrival. In Wang Kainan's words, the decoration cost of 400,000 yuan was considered a big business for a small company like theirs, which inevitably made Mr. Feng feel a little agitated.
Anxious and uneasy, fearing that the deal would go awry.
At three-thirty in the afternoon, the store door opened and Uncle Zhao came in before the appointed time.
As soon as he saw Uncle Zhao, Mr. Feng immediately stood up and greeted him enthusiastically, "Uncle Zhao, you are here..."
When the generals were invited to sit down, Xu Lulu had already poured the tea, and the two designers, Gong Na and Wu Nannan, took the printed drawings and presented them to Uncle Zhao for review.
Uncle Zhao looked at the two people's drawings one after another and couldn't help but frown slightly and shook his head, "It still looks a bit uncomfortable."
Not too good...
The two girls were immediately stunned. The newly revised drawings took a lot of effort from the two of them. They originally thought that they would be able to retain the customer and earn the two thousand yuan bonus. The result was good, Uncle Zhao came again.
After saying such a thing, is it sincere?
Mr. Feng was also a little dumbfounded. He said with a smile: "Why don't you feel happy...what's wrong with you..."
"I can't tell, I just feel a little awkward... By the way, where are the two... people who came to my house this morning..." Uncle Zhao said and looked around.
Mr. Feng knew that he was talking about Wang Kainan, but Uncle Zhao said "two", which made Mr. Feng somewhat puzzled.
He didn't want to ask so much and said, "Kenan is out for something. I'll call him now and ask him to come back..."
Before Mr. Feng took out his mobile phone, the store door was pushed open again, and Wang Kainan, Xiao Feng, and Tian Wei came in from the outside. Seeing Wang Kainan coming back, Mr. Feng seemed to have forgotten Wang Kainan's "fooling" in the morning, and said quickly: "Kainan,
You're back just in time, print out your drawings and show them to Uncle Zhao."
"good……"
Wang Kainan came back at this time because he was afraid that Uncle Zhao would come and he would not be in the store.
He quickly printed out the revised drawings and turned to hand them to Uncle Zhao.
Uncle Zhao took it over and looked at it. Mr. Feng on the side saw the drawings and realized that Wang Kainan's drawings were fake. They might make the customer angry and lose the chance to continue the negotiation.
However, something unexpected happened to Mr. Feng. After seeing it, Uncle Zhao said with satisfaction: "Don't say it, it's much more comfortable to modify it like this. I felt it was awkward before and kept saying
I didn’t come out, but now I find that it seems to be the difference.”
"Then you mean... you are satisfied..." Mr. Feng said excitedly.
