"Where is Lao Jia?" After a busy day, after dinner, Mr. Ding finally found that he had a subordinate missing.

"He went out early in the morning." The person standing not far behind Mr. Ding quickly replied.

"Early in the morning?" A trace of doubt appeared on Mr. Ding's face, and soon he seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of understanding appeared on his face.

But soon, Mr. Ding realized something was wrong:

"I went out early in the morning, but I haven't come back yet?"

"Yes." The person standing behind him nodded.

"Have you ever been back in the middle?" Mr. Ding frowned slightly.

"No." The person below quickly gave the answer.

After receiving such an answer, Mr. Ding's frown slightly deepened, he picked up the phone that was placed aside, found Lao Jia's phone number, and called out.

Then, Mr. Ding heard the mechanical sound coming from the phone:

"Sorry, the user you called has been turned off.sorry,..."

"How many people did he take away?" The phone was turned off, and Mr. Ding could only put his phone aside.

"Four." When Lao Jia left, he did not hide it from others.

"Call the person he took away and ask him where he is now." Mr. Ding gave instructions without thinking.

The person standing behind him heard the order, lowered his body to answer, and turned around and walked to the side, thinking that he must have gone to find the contact information.

But after a while, the man walked back:

"Mr. Ding, the phone cannot be reached, shut down."

"No one of the four people can be contacted?" Mr. Ding's eyebrows were almost tied to a dead knot.

"Yes." The man answered quickly, his tone also somewhat puzzled.

After all, in the absence of special circumstances, their mobile phones remain open for 24 hours, making it easy to contact at any time.

If a person's phone is turned off, it may be an accident that the phone is out of battery, but if all five people cannot contact each other, the probability is really too low.

Obviously, Mr. Ding knew this, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

When I contacted what Lao Jia had to do when he went out today, this ominous premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Even so, Mr. Ding still didn't reveal anything on his face, and only explained to the following sentence, "I'll tell me the first time after contacting Lao Jia."

Originally, Mr. Ding was still thinking about whether Lao Jia had not encountered the opportunity to be alone in Li Xingchen and had been waiting for him. It was because the matter was exposed and he was discovered by Fu Tingshen.

Someone gave him the answer.

I saw a man hurried in from outside the door and finally stood in front of Mr. Ding:

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Fu wants to see you."

"Mr. Fu...Fu Tingshen?" The surname Fu is not common. Mr. Ding only thought of Fu Tingshen in his mind.

"Yes." The man nodded. When Lao Jia gave the information to Mr. Ding last night, he was also beside him, so he naturally knew Fu Tingshen.

"Did you say you want to see me for something?" Mr. Ding had a vague answer in his heart, but he was still a little uncertain.

"I didn't say it, but I saw that his face was not very good, and there were a few people around him." The man shook his head quickly. What he didn't say was that Fu Tingshen had more than just a bad face, he was simply a bad person.

Not to mention Fu Tingshen's already daunting expression, just the bodyguards in black who followed him, at first glance, there was no fuel-efficient lamp.

When he came, he was not very busy, and he couldn't say he was polite when he told him to notify him. He said that he didn't come here to ruin the situation, and the three-year-old child didn't believe it.

Mr. Ding also saw something from his subordinates' ugly eyes.

After pondering, he gave instructions:

"Let them come in."

After a while, Fu Tingshen and Li Xingchen walked in from outside the door with a few bodyguards.

And behind them, there were five people.

Without exception, these five people were tied up with ropes, and only their legs could move.

Several people followed Fu Tingshen, with their heads hanging down, and their bodies exuded a sense of despair.

Others in Mr. Ding's family were surprised to find that these people tied up were Lao Jia and the ones taken out by Lao Jia.

After discovering this, he quickly moved his eyes to Fu Tingshen.

But after taking a look, he quickly took his eyes back:

How could Mr. Ding get into such a terrible person?

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Fu's visit late at night?"

Mr. Ding's face was still a smile that was no different from the past, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

After seeing Fu Tingshen, the expression on his face was not at all panic.

"I think Mr. Ding knows it very well." But unfortunately, Fu Tingshen had no intention of playing Tai Chi with Mr. Ding at all, and went straight to the point.

As Fu Tingshen finished speaking, Xiao Lin, who was standing behind him, pushed Lao Jia out with force.

Xiaolin's hands were quite strong, and Lao Jia's hands were tied behind him again. He was suddenly pushed like this, and he staggered, rushed out of the crowd and rushed to Mr. Ding.

However, when Lao Jia rushed out, Mr. Ding frowned and then took two steps back.

"If I remember correctly, this gentleman has always been with Mr. Ding, right?"

When Fu Tingshen found that the expression on Mr. Ding's face was a little wrong, he did not give him any chance to make a quibble.

He had only met Mr. Ding twice. These two times, this person was with Mr. Ding, which shows that this person has a certain status around Mr. Ding.

Since this is the case, there should be many people who have seen Lao Jia in the past, which made Mr. Ding have no choice.

"Yes, this is indeed my bodyguard," Mr. Ding naturally knew this and quickly suppressed the plan that he refused to admit at the beginning. "I don't know how he offended Mr. Fu? If there is any offense, I will apologize to Mr. Fu on his behalf."

There was a gentle smile on his face, and even a trace of guilt could be faintly seen in Fu Tingshen's eyes.

That way, it seemed like I really didn't know what mistake Lao Jia made outside.

If it were in the past, Fu Tingshen might still play such a back and forth game with him.

But when Fu Tingshen thought of Mr. Ding's malice towards Li Xingchen yesterday and his purpose today, he lost this interest.

"Why did he offend me? Mr. Ding shouldn't know more than anyone else?" Fu Ting sneered deeply and looked at Mr. Ding up and down.

The eyes were sharp and had a hint of penetration, as if all lies were hidden under such eyes, making people involuntarily want to avoid them.

Before Mr. Ding could continue to argue, he saw Xiao Lin take out his cell phone from his pocket.

After a while of operation, a recording was released—

"What do you want to do after our Qi Ye and Li Shao?" The voice was a little strange, but it was not difficult to hear from his words and tone that he should be the same as Xiao Lin, and he is also a Fu Tingshen person.

Afterwards, there was a silence in the recording. I think Lao Jia and others did not give in at the first time.

Immediately afterwards, there was a noisy sound in the recording, accompanied by a man's painful moan or muffled cry, and some laughter could be heard vaguely.

During this period, Xiao Lin's voice came from time to time from time to time, roughly saying something:

Ask for early remission and do not act fearlessly, I am the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is just starting now.

Everyone is a law-abiding citizen, and will not do anything excessive to you. If you know what we want to know, you will naturally let you go.

Such things.

Perhaps it was due to the double torture of spirit and body, someone finally let go:

"Old Jia asked us to find an opportunity to kidnap people."

"Shut up!" This was Lao Jia's voice, as if trying to stop it.

"You are the one who should shut up!" Xiao Lin yelled, and then a muffled sound came, probably a punch from Lao Jia.

Lao Jia's stopping did not stop the inquiry or interrogation:

"Tie someone? Who will tie him away? Master Qi or Master Li?"

"The one wearing a mask should be the young master Li in your mouth."

"And what? What do you want to do if you kidnap the person?"

"Leave it to Mr. Ding."

"Who is Mr. Ding?"

"Don't say it! Woo woo woo woo woo woo..." It was the same sound that Lao Jia tried to stop it, but as soon as he said two words, he could only make some meaningless syllables afterwards.

Then Xiao Lin's somewhat angry voice came:

"I should have blocked your mouth just now!"

Interrogation continues:

"Who is Mr. Ding and what is your relationship with you?"

"Mr. Ding is Mr. Ding, a very powerful stone gambling maker and our boss."
To be continued...