Soon, I got the direction of searching from Fu Zilie's summary, and the people from Fu Zilie and Mingye investigated it at the same time. As time passed, Li Shaoyan became more and more anxious.

Thinking of finding Song Yiran, I must make her look good.

At this time, Song was tied to the dark corner with a depressed look on his face, unable to see his five fingers. She didn't even know how long it had passed.

She struggled to touch the wall behind her and it was damp and cold.

What are those damn guys who locked her up here? What about Yi Xiaojiu and Lin Xuetong? Are they also arrested, or have they escaped?

It seems that the client had set a trap for them and jointly arrested her with the mission target.

Why do you do this? Since you have arrested her, why not kill her? What are the benefits for these people to keep her?

One by one, a series of questions kept circling in Song Yiran's mind, and she felt a splitting headache.

Her stomach started to scream inappropriately. According to her hunger, Song still felt that she had been locked up for at least a whole day. Her brows were tightly frowned, and she tried to tear the ropes that tied her wrists.

"Bastard, I can't make it."

Song Yiran gritted her teeth in annoyance. It would be great if she was more cautious. If she was cautious enough, she would never let those bastards succeed.

When she was depressed and annoyed, Song still thought of Li Shaoyan.

What is he doing? He shouldn't know that something had happened to him, right? It's better not to know, otherwise she would definitely be miserable. Now Song can only pray to Fu Zilie to find him as soon as possible and rescue her from this damn place.

Alas, I really miss Li Shaoyan's arms. It's warm and stable, as if I can let go of everything that suppresses me and be an ordinary woman who is simple and happy.

Song was still a little depressed about how he kept missing Li Shaoyan at this time.

She knew that she had fallen into it and was willing to take it without any warning. When she left this time, she would go to show off with Li Shaoyan.

She doesn't care about the Mu family, the old man, or the Song family.

All she wanted was to be with her baby daughter and son, Li Shaoyan, and be a happy family of four.

Thinking of the warm and pleasant days in the future, Song Yiran felt much better.

She began to have the leisure to explore the surrounding situation. After all, waiting for someone to come to save her is not a solution. Before that, she could find a way to save herself.

Touching his bare little finger, Song Yiran was so depressed that he almost scratched the wall.

If she had known that this would happen, she would not have taken off the ring. Damn, it was all because she didn't want to alert the snake. However, she didn't expect that she had cut off her own way of retreat, which was simply too bad.

After exploring for a week, Song still could only confirm that this place was a very wet place. The house was made of wood, and some places were very slippery, so it should have moss.

This kind of place is usually in places with heavy moisture close to the sea, so it is... a subtropical jungle?

Impossible? Even if she was unconscious for a day, she would not have been taken so far.

But besides this possibility, Song still didn't know what other assumptions could be made.

"I'm so annoying. What are those bastards going to do?"

Just when Song Yiran was very upset, there was a sudden movement in the darkness. From the door of the cottage, and then the light.

As the surroundings became clearer and brighter, Song Yiran finally saw everything around her. She guessed that it was indeed a wooden house and there were moss in many places. Even the house had a lot of dark green sewage, and it was obvious that it was rainwater leaking from the top of her head.

"I woke up very quickly."

Song Yiran squinted his eyes and looked over. When he saw the man standing at the door, a flash of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"I didn't expect that I'm still alive."

"It's true that the disaster has been left for thousands of years. The base has been blown into powder. You are not dead yet."

The person who spoke to Song Yiran was not someone else, but her instructor. He taught her a lot of ways to kill people, and he was also the one who made her the most painful.

It also includes Yi Xiaojiu and Lin Xuetong.

"I'm not the only one who hasn't died. It's because your plan has too many loopholes."

"So, what do you want to catch me now? Kill?"

Song Yiran curled his lips and smiled with a slight smile, his pretty little face full of confidence and pride.

"I will wait until you all arrive and send you on your way together."

It seems that neither Yi Xiaojiu nor Lin Xuetong were arrested. I really don’t know if they should just say that they are not lucky or that they are lucky. They have parted. Anyway, she still has time to survive now.

I hope Fu Zilie can give some strength during this period.

Facts have proved that Fu Zilie definitely lived up to the expectations of Song Yiran. At least he had chased the person entrusted to Song Yiran and the others. As long as he caught him, he could figure out who took Song Yiran away.

Li Shaoyan always stared at Fu Zilie's computer, afraid of missing any useful information.

At the same time, Ye Qi also tried his best to investigate based on the information provided by Fu Zilie, and took a two-pronged approach, and everything was going in an orderly manner.

"Although it's a bit abrupt, I still want to ask."

Fu Zilie kept working with both hands while carrying forward the gossip spirit. He spoke abruptly, but he was not polite at all when he asked.

"You were obviously designed by Xiaoran at the beginning, so why did you meet again not punish her but entangled with her?"

Before Li Shaoyan answered, Fu Zilie said again: "It seems a bit inappropriate to say entanglement. You know what I mean. If I were you, the absolute superior had the power to dominate everything but was framed and put into bed. When I see the person who designed me at the beginning, I will never give her good fruit."

How could Li Shaoyan not understand the intention of Fu Zilie's question? To put it bluntly, he was just worried that he had other intentions for Song Yiran.

I was worried that he was concerned about Song on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly holding back his energy at a certain moment.

Li Shaoyan was not angry about Fu Zilie's doubts, but he trusted him completely. Fortunately, Song Yiran had such good friends around him.

"From the moment I woke up and found myself being designed, I made up my mind to catch the culprit and give her a punishment that I would never forget. But when my subordinates investigated for a long time without any clues, my hatred for her had turned into doubt."

"Oh, having doubts means having interest. If you have interest, you will go to investigate. Once you have investigation, you will become familiar with it, and you may fall in love with it."

Fu Zilie took Li Shaoyan's words very simply, and his tone showed a little disdain.

This is like a routine and prepared rhetoric long ago, because all this is in line with what a conspiracy should be.

Who made Li Shaoyan the ceo of Ye Ming Group and the boss of Ming Ye?

Such a person with power, wealth and coldness and cruelty will be willing to be designed by a woman? Will he allow his life to be stained?

At least Fu Zilie was unhappy, so he felt that Li Shaoyan was just looking for excuses to comfort him.

Li Shaoyan was not angry, and his dark eyes were open.

"Maybe you don't believe what I said, but I have to tell you that these are facts."

"It's harder to believe that Mingye's boss is actually a masochist and has fallen in love with someone who abused him because of this than to believe that I'm actually a gay."

"I will not prove anything, and I do not need to give you any explanation or performance for the established facts."

Li Shaoyan's domineering and arrogant words made Fu Zilie take the time to give him a thumbs up and give him a thumbs up, and a hint of crampness flashed in his eyes staring at the computer.

Song Yiran, Song Yiran, you are so lucky.

Even if you catch someone, you can get such a good deal of it, and you can directly suppress you. That's why you say this is fate.

Fu Zilie didn't speak anymore and began to concentrate on doing his own things.

One hour later, the results came out.

"Hacker guys have found it, let your people bring him over or we go?"

“Bring it here.”

Li Shaoyan only said three words, and his calm tone made people unable to judge his emotions. However, the murderous intent and sharpness in his dark eyes showed his attitude. It is estimated that the unlucky person would be torn to pieces by him.

Well, who made him mess with Mingye’s boss?

Ye Qi took action and brought the person back in less than 40 minutes.

When the man was caught, he was still working on his lover and humming his baby. But he didn't know that the enchanting baby betrayed him was the one betrayed by him.

Of course, these are irrelevant.

Seeing Li Shaoyan, he couldn't understand what was going on, but after seeing Fu Zilie, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Obviously, he knew Fu Zilie.

"Brother, you are quite brave."

Fu Zilie squatted in front of the place with a playful look on his face, playing with the dagger with his fingers.

"What do you...you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I'll ask you something."

Fu Zilie said, and his hand continued to shake the dagger. Suddenly, the sharp blade of the dagger cut off one of the man's fingers: "Oh, my hand slipped accidentally."

The severe pain made the man sweat coldly, but he didn't even dare to let out a cry of pain because of the atmosphere in the room.

Fu Zilie's eyes suddenly became cold, he stood up slowly, and then suddenly kicked in the other party's heart. The person who was kicked lay on the ground and curled up in a ball, his face turned pale due to fear.

"When you don't talk much, spit out everything you know."

"I said, I said everything. Please don't kill me."

Fu Zilie curled his lips disdainfully, grabbed a tissue and slowly wiped the blood on the dagger.

"I am not the one who decides your life and death, but you don't have to ask him. Because he will only guarantee that you will feel more comfortable, but will not spare you."

After saying that, Fu Zilie took a step back and handed over the initiative to Li Shaoyan.
To be continued...