The children in the car were in a mess, some screamed, "Teacher, drive quickly", and some cried and called "Teacher Hu". The knife-holding gangster's eyes were congested and stabbed into Hu Lingling's lower abdomen with one knife. Hu Lingling lived to this day, and she was stable, without any disasters and illness. She never knew that there was such pain in the world. Her hands and feet were removed from strength, and she curled up instinctively, just looking at the minibus parked next to her, hoping that the car door would be closed at this time and escape safely.

The key was inserted in the car without wind, and the gangster seemed to have forgotten to snatch it. The driver held the gear shifter in his hand and could close the door with just a button. He had a long driving experience and high driving skills. He could hang up in a second and go from the empty mountain road...

But no.

The driver Han Jiang looked frightened, but just sat in the cab without moving, and shouted at the criminal: "Stop!"

At this time, Hu Lingling could no longer speak, her eyes were red with anxiety, and she shook her head desperately at Han Jiang, wanting to tell him not to care about her. Then she heard the next sentence of the honest and honest man: "Didn't you agree that you only need money? You will kill someone, how will you end then!"

Hu Lingling finally realized something, and a bone-thrusting chill climbed up her spine.

At this moment, no one noticed that the curtains in the corner moved slightly. The girl in a floral skirt just now took advantage of the chaos to get into the curtains. She used the cover of the curtains to lift up the open car window, like a kitten with thin arms and legs, silently drilled through the car window and jumped to the ground.

The criminal's attempt to commit crime was interrupted by Han Jiang. He threw the knife to the driver with dissatisfaction, bent down and grabbed Hu Lingling's hair, punched and kicked her like a pity.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this cruel scene, and the girl's footsteps were also covered by the howling sound of wind and rain and the screams of the woman. The dark night without stars and moon became her friend. The girl avoided the car lights and ran out regardless of the situation.

The roads in the mountains are rugged, with no street signs, no lights, no living creatures. The rocks and crooked trees are like monsters hiding in the dark. The girl can't tell the direction and dare not look back. She is frightened when she hears her footsteps. She always feels that the monster holding a knife is chasing behind her.

No one has taught her what to do when encountering this situation in the wilderness, so she can only keep running forward-

Suddenly, a headlight flashed in front of the girl, and she was extremely frightened. At this moment, people and ghosts made her frightened. In a panic, the girl kicked a stone under her feet. She flew out horizontally and finally screamed accidentally.

The sound of brakes sounded on one side, the girl's ears roared, and her muscles became stiff.

At this time, she heard a very crisp and tender voice saying, "Dad, is it a small animal? Is it a sheep?"

The tender voice woke up the bizarre nightmare. The girl who escaped was so panicked that her heart jumped fiercely. She heard the rustling footsteps, opened her eyes wide, and saw a man coming to her with an umbrella.

He is gentle and clean, and he must not look bad.

The girl cried and said, "Uncle, help!"

Her floral skirt was covered with mottled mud and water. Her knees were rubbed. Her small toenails were lifted up by stones, and blood flowed. The man looked at her and picked her up very gently.

The girl's strong defense was broken in front of another child. In extreme fear, she irrationally trusted the stranger who suddenly appeared in the wilderness.

"There are bad guys who robbed our car, he had a knife, and stabbed our teacher, right in front, uncle..."

The man's steps were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and he raised an index finger on his hand holding an umbrella.

"Shh-" he said, "Be good, don't be afraid, let my daughter accompany you."

The girl looked at him, and a girl's face was revealed in the half-shook car window. She was about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pair of braids, plump cheeks, a pair of cunning and beautiful eyes, and her lips were shiny cherry red, as if she had secretly used adult lipstick.

Smile like a flower.

In the brightly lit off-road vehicle club, a large group of playboys each held their cell phones and began to inquire about the rumors.

"I'm not very familiar with this nearby," Fei Du stood in front of the map of Xiling District and turned around and asked the owner of the "Death Club", "Are there any settlements or activity places nearby besides this place?"

"Xiling's plan back garden in the year was Yancheng, focusing on high-end leisure and entertainment," the boss said. "What fell down is the project that takes up space. In addition to us, there is also a winery and equestrian club with golf courses nearby. It turned out that several natural villages were moved to the county town and asked them to "upstairs" - but looking at the weather today, there may be no people on both sides."

"Oh," Fei Du nodded, "If the police call later, you ask me to pick it up."

The club owner asked a question mark: "Call? Why did the police give me..."

Before he could finish his words, the phone at the front desk rang. The girl playing the piano next to him freed up a hand, ticked up the phone, and lazily put it in his ear: "Hey, Xishan Off-Road Club... Boss, this person said he was a policeman!"

The police acted very quickly and had approached the location of the kidnappers.

From the satellite, the kidnappers chose a very intimate place, surrounded by open space. Once the special police team approached, it was easy to detect it. There were curtains on the minibus. The robber held a bunch of children in his hand. He was lying in the car. As long as the curtains were pulled, the sniper had no choice.

Time passed by minute by minute. The police tried to dial the phone number just now, but it showed that the phone was turned off. The robber had a strong desire to control and he had to contact him on his own initiative.

After ten o'clock in the night, the heavy rain finally stopped and calmed down. Tao Ran and the others rushed to the residence of Hanjiang, one of the suspects, overnight and found the person up.

"South Korea used to be a big deal, but he got involved in the problem of playing cards. He lost more than 100,000 yuan a year. He was fired by the convoy because of playing cards. He was disbanded by the convoy and had a wife and children. Later, he was honest for a while and asked someone to find a job in the car rental store. He was settled for several years. Later, somehow, he played mahjong again and was targeted by a gang that cheated gambling. Not only did he lose all his money, he also owed more than one million usury loans."

"No wonder I took the risk," Lang Qiao pressed his headphones, "What about the other person? Is there any clue? Apart from being a bad gambling man, Hanjiang seems to have never even squatted in a 'little black room'. Even if he wants to go through a wrong path, he may not dare to be so explosive as soon as he gets started. The mastermind who planned this matter must have a criminal record."

"There is one," said Tao Ran, "I have sent you the photos. This man is Han Chengzheng, a 29-year-old man. He is a distant relative in South Korea. He was once imprisoned twice for robbery with a knife and intentional injury. He was released recently and came to Yancheng to find a job. He often went to South Korea to eat and drink. This man said he was looking for a job, but in fact he had been idle since he came. He had clashed with people several times. He often walked around with a machete. The surrounding neighbors were hiding from him. Last evening, Han Chengzheng rented a dilapidated sedan and set off early in the morning. He didn't know where he went. Most of the kidnapper."

"I don't know if this is a stinking smell or a feather flock together," Luo Wenzhou's voice came from his headphones. "Hanjiang has been married? Do you have children? How old is the child, the man and the woman?"

"The boy, nine years old, has moved to another place with the early stage. Because of his gambling addiction in Korea, his ex-wife does not allow his children to contact him. The car rental company has a long-term agreement with No. 16 Middle School. He comes to him every time he has any activities. He is familiar with the teachers who often organize activities in the school. The teachers treat him as half a school worker. This person is usually honest, gentle, and likes children. No one expected that he would do such a thing."

"I know, please pay attention to the negotiation team," Luo Wenzhou paused, and quickly formed a rule. "When the kidnapper called for the first time, the reaction of the teacher at that time, he probably didn't know that South Korea and the kidnapper colluded with each other. There was a certain trust between her and the driver. Therefore, if it was not a special situation, South Korea may not want to expose himself. He was probably forced by usury to do such a thing and should have a certain degree of sympathy for the children. The other kidnapper should be the leader of this kidnapping and extortion. He had a criminal record and was hopelessly accused of everything. They have the same interests now, but the relationship cannot be too strong and can be divided..."

"Boss," Lang Qiao suddenly interrupted him, "Tel! The kidnappers have called!"

Luo Wenzhou: "All departments should pay attention."

After a word came to an end, everyone was ready, everyone brought their headphones one after another, and the negotiation team was in place.

The second call was exactly one hour away from the previous call. The negotiator answered the call, but the one who spoke not the female teacher just now, but a male voice full of anger: "Are the money ready?"

Everyone's hearts are sank.

The negotiator paused: "Where is the female teacher just now?"

The man's heavy breathing could be heard on the phone, and the negotiator added: "A few of us parents have raised more than three million in cash. My wife is rushing here with the money. The rest must be raised as soon as possible. Without us, we can still borrow it, but you can't go back on your word and hurt others!"

The man on the other end of the phone laughed: "Oh, you are so obedient and went to raise money, didn't you call the police?"

The officer of the negotiation team raised his head and silently asked for instructions with his eyes. Lang Qiao next to him pressed the headphones and quickly conveyed Luo Wenzhou's instructions on the handwriting board: "Recurring offenders, tell the truth."

"Report... Report," said the officer in the negotiation in a somewhat panic voice, "before you contacted us... you... you didn't say you couldn't..."

"Oh, where is the police?"

"The Public Security Bureau of Xiling County said it would ask the Municipal Bureau for instructions. The Municipal Bureau said that they would take at least an hour to come. We really can't wait, so we can only raise money to prepare for both things. You... you must not hurt the child."

After hearing this, the gangster on the other end of the phone was quite proud: "I told you a long time ago that it would be useless to count on those trash."

Perhaps because he heard that the money was almost in place, the robber thought about it and said a little relaxed: "Okay, let me say something to your little boy, what is his name?"

A note was handed over by the side, and the negotiator glanced quickly: "Chen Hao, I am Chen Hao's father, please let me say something to him."

A sneered on the phone, and after a moment, the boy heard a crying voice: "Dad, Dad!"

The police from several negotiating teams next to each other compared to each other's gesture - the child was frightened, but it sounded like he had not been injured for the time being.

"Haohao, don't be afraid, are you with other children?" The wiring negotiator tried to determine the safety of other hostages. "You have to be brave and have to set an example for other children, right?"

The boy responded vaguely, but before he could reply, the kidnapper snatched the phone: "Don't talk nonsense, you heard it too, don't do extra things, we don't need to deliver food or water, don't expect the police to take the opportunity to sneak in, raise money quickly, if you have money, your son's life will be."

The negotiator frowned and shook his head at his colleagues around him. Lang Qiao withdrew the plan of "finding a way to send someone close" and raised his hand to make a "plan two" gesture at him.

"Slow down, can you...can I say something to the teacher in the car? The child is too scared - any teacher can do it!"

After hearing the statement "any teacher can do it", the other side of the phone sneered strangely.

Then, a low and somewhat cringeful male voice came: "Hey."

It's South Korea!

"Teacher, I...I am Chen Hao's father," the negotiator pressed his voice, making his words sound a bit heart-wrenching and pleading, "Teacher, I know this is selfish, but you... do you have children yourself? Can you understand?"

There was silence for a while: "...I have."

"Teacher, please take good care of your children no matter how you take care of them. We try our best to find ways to make money. It doesn't matter if you lose everything. As long as the children are fine, they are all parents. You must know the mood of being parents. I know that your situation is also very difficult... Your child should be about the same age as Haohao, right? Think about him, we can't come to the scene, we can only ask you to take care of us. It doesn't matter if you are scared, don't be hurt, please!"

This time, Han Jiang was silent for a longer time, and his tone suddenly became less stable: "I...I will do my best..."

Han Xinjiang's speech fell, and a huge roar suddenly came from the hillside in the distance. The explosion-like heavy metal music was unblocked in the quiet night. The dazzling lights were lit up, followed by whistles and screams.

The kidnapper immediately exploded, picked up his knife and snatched the phone: "Who is the police? Are you cheating! Don't you want the lives of those little cubs?"

The other side of the phone explained in a panic: "No, no..."

At the same time, a sweet and greasy female voice came through the megaphone: "Don't be cowardly, get in the car. The 'Death Crack' just now ran down. Can you still make something happen to you?"

The whistle was almost turning over the ground within ten miles through the loudspeaker. Colorful lasers ran around the mountains. In the lights, several arrogant modified sports cars lit up in the mountains, as if the huge shadow of the car door that was about to take off was skillfully projected onto the mountainside not far away by the lights.

Han Jiang grabbed the kidnapper's hand holding the knife: "There is an off-road club nearby. Didn't you check it before coming? Be calm!"

The kidnappers were furious: "Go away! Why are they so coincidentally coming here?"

The negotiator on the phone shouted: "We really don't know. You can change places, the money will arrive soon. Don't hurt the child, teacher! teacher! teacher!"

Three consecutive sounds of "teacher" are like a sharp needle, picking up the nerves of South Korea.

Sometimes children in school cannot distinguish between school employees and outsourcing staff, especially young people. When they meet adults in school, they call them "teachers", and those children usually call them that.

Han Jiang pressed his accomplice with both hands and said in his ears hurriedly: "Did you hear it? The money is almost here, and it's just the last step. Do you have to make trouble at this time? Look up and see, is it like a police car? They are running on the mountain road and have no intention of coming over. A few shadows scare you to pee. What can you do!"

The kidnapper looked over his gaze, as if he had been convinced, and his hand holding the knife relaxed slightly.

Han Jiang: "I just ran away. It was not safe here. I'll go drive and change the place."

The sound of the second-generation rich people dancing in racing was full of existence, like shadows, and the sound of howling sports cars' huge engines roared around the mountain road. Although the distance was very far and there was no intention of getting close, they almost surrounded the location where the minibus were. The drum beat of the dance music hit the chests of the two kidnappers one by one. They had to withdraw from the original open space and drive towards the only direction away from the noise.

Luo Wenzhou's voice came from Lang Qiao's headphones: "The target vehicle has been forced into the sniper range, find a way to make them stop."

On the minibus, the kidnapper's cell phone that had not had time to turn off the phone suddenly rang. The parent just said incoherently on the phone: "The money has arrived, the cash, but it is only more than three million, and we are still trying to get the rest..."

The music is getting farther and farther away, but the drum beats are getting faster and faster, which makes people feel nervous one after another, making people feel more and more anxious.

The robber with a knife roared loudly: "No, no one can be left behind!"

Han Jiang stepped on the brakes and said, "It's almost OK. We two 50% off, and each one will get more than one million. Don't drag it to the police!"

"I want five million!"
To be continued...