At Sun Heng's house, Li Beichen's tall figure appeared in the living room!
He stood against the light, amidst the mess, but his handsome profile was as cold and stern as a ghost.
The knuckles of the fingers inserted into the pockets of his suit trouser cracked slowly.
Sun Heng held the box containing his daughter's severed finger and cried bitterly, but suddenly stopped crying.
Huo Ling tilted his head and asked his men to move away. He glanced at his third brother and walked towards Sun Heng, with a smile in his deep eyes, "Young Master just keeps his word.
He is kind-hearted and gives you half a month.
But Dr. Sun turned a blind eye to the young master's request. You must understand that it was you who harmed your own daughter.
It’s not that the young master is cruel.”
"Li Beichen, you murderer!" Sun Heng screamed. His daughter's bloody little finger made him cringe for a day and a night.
"My Yueyue has obviously already boarded the plane and will leave China soon. She is only six years old. How can you be so cruel and cut off the fingers of a little girl?!"
"Then what did Dr. Sun do to my son Mo Bao while helping Xie Zhiyin?
When you helped the tyrants do evil, did you ever think about retribution?"
Li Beichen half-turned around and looked at his precious watch. His heart was racing and he had already lost his patience. "I'll give you ten minutes to tell you the whereabouts of Mo Bao."
One minute, one with your daughter's finger.
No, she only has nine fingers."
"You have to die!" Sun Heng yelled uncontrollably.
Rather than fearing that Xie Zhiyin held evidence of his illegal research, Sun Heng was more afraid of Li Beichen. This man had simply lost his humanity.
For the past month and a half, he has been thinking of ways to move his family, and his daughter has applied for a foreign passport.
You can escape immediately, and the plane has arrived outside the border of China.
But Li Beichen's people hijacked the plane without any sound and kidnapped his daughter!
Sun Heng struggled for 24 hours and was finally defeated. He had no choice. He immediately went to see Xie Zhiyin and lied to her, saying that the inpatient building of the People's Hospital where Mo Bao was detained was no longer safe and was exposed under Li Beichen's nose.
The calligraphy treasure must be transferred immediately.
Xie Zhiyin had already had this intention, and she planned to kick Sun Heng out this time.
Sun Heng could no longer look at the calligraphy treasure, and he would not let Sun Heng know where the calligraphy treasure was hidden.
"The second minute..." Li Beichen's hellish voice brought Sun Heng back from his thoughts.
"I said! Mo Bao... Mo Bao has been transported out of the People's Hospital tonight..."
Li Beichen's Adam's apple rolled and he was in disbelief, "You mean, Mo Bao was detained in the People's Hospital before?"
"You didn't expect it, right?" Sun Heng sneered, staring at him with red eyes, "You, Mr. Li, have enough manpower and power, but the imperial capital is too big. How could you have imagined that Xie Zhiyin is so courageous!
Just hide your son in an ordinary hospital?
The first thing you would exclude is a place exposed to public view, right?"
Li Beichen's eyes were ashen.
It's not like he hasn't asked Huo Ling to conduct a sweeping search of the Imperial Capital these days, but Sun Heng was right.
He can't find any trace of Mo Bao coming to the imperial capital. How to track him down?
Huo Ling searched for very remote places where people might be hiding, including properties related to Xie Zhiyin.
Hospital? Li Beichen thought Xie Zhiyin didn’t dare, and Wen Ning thought so too!
"Where is he being transported to now?"
Li Beichen asked coldly, and his handmade leather shoes pressed against Sun Heng's fingers.
The fingers of a doctor are the most precious, more important than life!
Sun Heng yelled and shook his head, "I don't know, Xie Zhiyin won't take me to play this time! But I...but I stuffed the locator into Mo Bao's pocket before he left."
"Hand it over!" Li Beichen began to search his body.
Soon, I found Sun Heng's mobile phone in the inner pocket of his clothes.
He escorted Sun Heng up and at the same time called Huo Ling, "Go and prepare the helicopter."
"Young Master, I advise you not to alert the enemy... lest the person who robbed the calligraphy treasure might attack the calligraphy treasure on the way.
Xie Zhiyin's bodyguards all have extraordinary skills."
Li Beichen stared at Sun Heng's phone, and the icons that appeared moved.
Pulling Sun Heng up, "You come with me."
Sun Heng struggled hard, "I don't want to completely betray the second young lady. It's not convenient for me to show up! Young Master, you can blatantly save your son!"
Li Beichen ignored him and dragged Sun Heng out of his house like he was dragging garbage and threw him into the car.
The car door closed, Huo Ling drove it himself, and the off-road vehicle sped out at high speed, like a wild beast breaking through a difficult situation in the dark night.
Li Beichen breathed heavily, bent his long legs, and pressed against the carpet in the car.
He loosened his tie, his heart pounding.
Mo Bao, his Mo Bao... the son he has never seen, he suffered!
The paint was dark and scarlet, and he looked out the window, his thin lips pressed tightly together without saying a word.
The car drove for about two hours, going around the suburbs of the imperial capital and into a mountain...
Sun Heng glanced sideways, staring at the mobile phone held by Li Beichen, and reminded him, "If you don't want to alert the enemy, choose a favorable location to ambush.
I looked at the mountainside in front of me. It looked like a nest on the map.
It's almost three o'clock. Mo Bao is most restless at this time every night and he will wake up.
Once he makes a fuss and robs his men, it will not be easy..."
Li Beichen understood what he meant and captured the key point of his words, "You are so familiar with Mo Bao's biological clock...
No wonder he was imprisoned in the People's Hospital. Aren't you a doctor at the People's Hospital?
You're watching over him, right?"
Sun Heng was evasive and clarified, "Mo Bao has four or five masters around him to control him, and I only see him when the second lady gives orders.
The relationship between him and me is not recent."
Li Beichen didn't believe his excuse. His breathing became tight and he closed his eyes deeply. "Is he okay? Has he ever suffered any beating, violence, or punishment?"
Sun Heng did not dare to answer this question. No matter how he answered, he might face Li Beichen's revenge.
"You...if you can rescue him later, you can see it with your own eyes!"
Before Xie Zhiyin threw Mo Bao to him, Mo Bao must have been beaten. There were injuries on his small body. When he was thrown to his feet, Mo Bao was having an asthma attack.
If it weren't for Sun Heng, this little poor boy would have died of asthma.
Sun Heng's compassion for Mo Bao did not exist from the beginning.
It was all because of this little guy's cunning and skill that Sun Heng finally felt compassion for him.
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The moonlight hangs coldly in the sky.
At the edge of the mountain, four or five cars stopped.
After Li Beichen looked at the terrain, he narrowed his eyes and told Huo Ling, "The people are divided into four sections and surrounded up the mountain. If you find a calligraphy treasure, notify me immediately.
Do not use your gun at any time."
"Understood!" Huo Ling nodded and asked, "Who is Sun Heng following?"
"I."
Li Beichen used his big hands to carry Sun Heng up the mountain like a chicken.
His breath swept away the cold air and invaded the top of Sun Heng's head, "Tell me, how many people are escorting the calligraphy treasure?"
"Ten of times! Mr. Li, I won't go up with you. It's not appropriate for me to appear in front of my accomplices. The second lady will know that I betrayed him!"