Song Jin's father stood aside awkwardly, looking a little dazed. He really didn't expect that his daughter could do such a thing.
At this point, there is no other way except to pray that nothing happens to Mo Susu.
Otherwise, Qin Zhen would not be able to let go of the Song family.
Qin Zhen looked at his anxious look, snorted coldly, and went to answer the phone.
As soon as he answered the phone, he heard someone's formulaic inquiry: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Qin Zhen?"
"What is wrong with me?"
"Then let me confirm again, are you Mr. Qin Wuduan's biological father?"
Qin Zhen frowned: "He is my son for no reason, what happened to him?"
The voice on the other side seemed to be filled with sympathy and helplessness: "That's it, our side is the Mingcheng Guanjing Road Branch. We received an alarm in the morning. Mr. Qin Wuduan came to the Civil Affairs Bureau at 11:13 this morning.
He was attacked by others and unfortunately died, please come and claim the body!"
Qin Zhen froze when he heard this. He seemed to feel like there was something buzzing in his head.
He spoke almost with difficulty: "Could it be... that you admitted your mistake?"
The other party was a little apologetic: "We have confirmed the body. Please come over as soon as possible. We also deeply sympathize with this matter!"
Qin Zhen suddenly raised his voice: "What about the murderer? The murderer should be caught by now. Killing in broad daylight is no longer a law. I want to complain. How do you maintain security? I want to complain. I want to complain to your branch.
!”
Qin Zhen shouted these words almost out of control.
Normally, he would not lose control like this and shout such irrational words.
After all, no matter how hard the police work, they cannot keep an eye on everyone all the time to ensure that they will not violate the law and cause chaos.
However, the current situation is that it looks like his eldest son?
Her son died less than an hour after being separated from her. How could she accept this reality?
The other party was very helpless: "Mr. Qin, we understand your feelings, but... the deceased is the most important, so you have to come over and deal with his aftermath!"
At that moment, Qin Zhen seemed to have aged more than ten years out of thin air. He said, "I know!"
He hung up the phone. His eyes, which had not been red for decades, turned red to the extreme in an instant.
He closed his eyes tightly, suppressed all his emotions, lifted his feet with difficulty, and walked out.
He wanted to take them home without any reason. No matter what, how could he let them lie outside in that cold place without any reason!
…
Song Jin's car was on the winding road in Mingcheng Mountain and was going down the mountain.
The person she hired called: "Miss Song, we have sent Mrs. Qin to the foot of the mountain. When can you arrive?"
Song Jin said: "I will be down the mountain soon. When I come, you can leave. Just wait!"
"Okay, Miss Song, please hurry up. We are now being traced by the Qin family. I don't want to finish your job. I have the life to make money but not the life to spend!"
Song Jin sneered: "Don't worry, you don't have to come into contact with the Qin family. Look at your courage. You only earn money from licking blood from the tip of a knife, and you are still so timid!"
The other party's tone was a little stiff: "Miss Song, please pay attention to your wording! We are just people you hired, not your subordinates!"
Song Jin disagreed: "Okay, I got it, I'm teasing you, look, I'm not teasing you at all! Hang up!"
After Song Jin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and threw the phone on the passenger seat.
Just then, there was a big bend ahead.
Song Jin turned the steering wheel carelessly, and as a result, a truck came on the road head-on. The truck did not avoid it, thinking that Song Jin's car would hit it.
Song Jin's eyes widened for a moment, and she quickly turned the steering wheel, trying to get closer to the winding mountain road.
As a result, the large truck collided directly with her, knocking her car back and trying to get over the edge of the cliff.
The car screamed and teetered on the edge of the cliff.
The next second, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and Song Jin's car fell directly from the edge of the cliff.
The truck driver reversed the truck expressionlessly, turned the steering wheel, and left.
…
When Mo Si arrived at the foot of Mingcheng Mountain, he found that there was only a Wuling Hongguang truck at the foot of the mountain.
He got out of the car early, abandoned the car on the side of the road, entered the woods on the side of the road, hid his figure, and walked towards the truck.
At the same time, the people behind him who Qin Wuduan had arranged before also followed him.
Mo Si Nian did not dare to act rashly, for fear that rashly stepping forward would irritate Song Jin and hurt his mother.
He approached the truck and hid in the woods for a long time, his body obscured by the grass. He waited for most of the day, but no one came out of the truck.
Just when he was hesitating whether he should go forward to find out what was going on with Song Jin, he saw a man with tattoos on his arms opening the car door and getting out.
The other party was wearing a gold chain, and he looked like a gangster at first sight. He was cursing: "Song Jin, you girl, didn't you say we're almost there? Why haven't you come down yet? How long do you want me to wait? I'm almost in the car."
I’m so suffocated!”
At this time, another younger brother got out of the car and echoed: "Yes, boss, if we keep waiting like this, if Song Jin doesn't come and the Qin family does, we'll be doomed!"
The flower-armed man raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you think we should do?"
The younger brother's eyes flashed: "This...I...I don't know, boss, but waiting like this is not an option!"
The flower-armed man reached out and touched the gold chain around his neck, his eyes flashed: "In this case, you first pull that Mrs. Qin out of the trunk, and we hide her in the nearby grass and let one person drive the car.
Go hide somewhere else, and the others will hide in the woods, so that no matter whether Song Jin or the Qin family comes over, it will be easier for us to deal with it!"
The younger brother quickly blew a rainbow fart: "The boss is wise!"
The flower-armed man kicked his younger brother: "Fuck you, you know how to flatter me, hurry up and make arrangements for me!"
Mo Sinian heard the conversation between the two people clearly, and he clenched his hands tightly.
After a few seconds, he saw the flower-armed man's younger brother pulling Mo Susu out of the trunk through the gap in the lush grass.
Mo Susu's injured feet were tied with ropes and a rag was stuffed in her mouth. She couldn't even call for help.
Mo Sinian's face was as gloomy as water.
He saw the younger brother loosening the rope around his mother's feet, pulling her with him, and walking toward the forest where he and his subordinates were hiding.
Mo Sinian looked stern, he raised his hand and made a sign of action.
The next second, all the bodyguards around him rushed out.
Before the boy could react, he suddenly saw a large group of men in black clothes suddenly emerging from behind the bushes in the forest.
He didn't have the ability to deal with this situation at all, so he turned around and pulled Mo Susu along and wanted to run away.
The next second, he was kicked away and fell directly to the ground.