"Van truck?" Tao Ran said to Luo Wenzhou's ear, "Old Luo, Baisha River is the only place where foreign vehicles enter the outer ring. It is a big deal. Whether it is found that they entered the city or found out. The kidnappers drove away without knowing it. Do you think Zhou Huaijin is still in Yancheng?"

Lang Qiao said to his other ear: "Boss, should I bring the person in charge back to the bureau now, or check their emails on the spot?"

Behind him was Hu Zhenyu pointed at Zhou Huaixin with anger and said, "You...you, what are you doing, alas! You are too impulsive!"

Yang Bo next to him blushed from his face to his neck: "I want to sue you for the infringement of reputation!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

A question is often mentioned in the Chicken Soup of the Spirit, "Why do people have to grow two ears and open their mouths?" Now he understands that four ears may not be enough.

Fei Du's eyes flew over Hu Zhenyu and fell on Zhou Huaixin again.

Zhou Huaixin was stammering his neck, and his face was filled with flowers, and there was something unexplainable on his face, which made him look a little human.

"I don't care what's said outside, I don't care about what... How much does the market value evaporate in any market - I don't understand those things, Brother Hu, I don't want to understand. I only know that I'm the only relative like my brother." After Zhou Huaixin sent the announcement, his voice lowered his tone and stared at Hu Zhenyu's eyes.

Hu Zhenyu avoided his gaze for some reason.

Zhou Huaixin raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, not knowing whether it was mean to others or to mock himself: "To put it bluntly, there are some things that the old man can do, and he will always be dug up one day. If the fire cannot be contained in the paper, do you really think that you can live forever?"

Hu Zhenyu must have never seen "ivory" in his mouth in his life, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Can you find my brother within ten minutes?" Zhou Huaixin's eyes swept to the police around him, "Then keep looking for it! Why are they all staring at me? I am the old man's biological son, and I am also his inheritor. Now I have decided to let the dead sacrifice a little, and everything can be done by the living. Do I have this right?"

At first glance, this is quite reasonable.

"As long as my brother is fine," Zhou Huaixin announced with red eyes, "I can make an announcement that my father is a turtle, and he must be able to bend and stretch. I will be a bastard. Even if my father has a spirit underground, he knows that he will find someone who harms him and the people who harm our family will not blame me!"

Hu Zhenyu had a fever and sweating.

At this moment, someone suddenly coughed heavily at the door, and said coldly: "Your family is indeed from your brothers, but the group is not. Such a big ship involves many partners and small shareholders, ah? When the old man was alive, he didn't dare to say that he was arbitrary. What are you, a bastard!"

Luo Wenzhou turned around and saw a few Zhou employees gathered at the door dispersing. A thin old man slowly walked in. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, and he was slightly hunched over, making him look even more shriveled and thin. His deep nasolabial folds were divided into two groups from the nose, splitting his chin into three petals, and falling heavily on the corners of his mouth, as if he had never laughed in his life.

When he saw the visitor, Hu Zhenyu subconsciously stood up straight: "Old Zheng."

Yang Bo took a deep breath and walked forward quickly. He curled up his tall and large body like a little eunuch to snuggle up next to the old man: "Mr. Zheng, you have finally arrived."

Zhou Huaixin sneered and stared at the old man without saying a word.

Luo Wenzhou knew that this old man was Zhou Junmao's deputy, Zheng Kaifeng.

Zheng Kaifeng regarded the Zhou family as his territory, ignored the police all over the room, walked in calmly, glanced around, saw who was commanding the scene, came straight to Luo Wenzhou, stretched out a hand at him, and spoke sincerely: "The misfortune of the family has caused you trouble."

As soon as they met, Luo Wenzhou was choked by Zheng Kaifeng, the old ginger. It was originally the police who were investigating the kidnapping case. Everyone in Zhou’s family, including Zheng Kaifeng, was all potential suspects. They were distorted by the old man in a few words. It seemed that Zhou’s family had fought against unknown evil forces. By the way, they found a group of police officers to be thugs.

Luo Wenzhou held his hand a little perfunctorily and quietly chanted his voice back: "Malignant criminal cases are our responsibilities, and this is the job, there is no trouble or trouble. Our first goal now is to rescue hostages. On this basis, we will also reduce the social influence of this matter as much as possible. When necessary, we must also trouble our family members to cooperate more."

Zheng Kaifeng's eyes twitched slightly and his face darkened.

Luo Wenzhou was born to be a good person and was immune to all kinds of people with high positions and power. He took his hand back without caring and turned to Zhou Huaixin: "Especially Mr. Xiao Zhou, we also understand the mood of the family. If there is no way, for the safety of the hostages, we might as well give in to the kidnappers, but I hope that is always the last step. Your announcement must be at least the last moment of the countdown card."

Zhou Huaixin hummed sharply.

"And Mr. Hu," Luo Wenzhou smiled and turned to Hu Zhenyu, "Mr. Hu said Mr. Zhou was too reckless. You are not anxious. You are logged in to the backend - I think everyone should not talk nonsense. Let's just simply take a record separately - a few people come here and take them away."

Several criminal police responded and separated Zhou's powerful figures without saying a word.

In the air-conditioned room in early autumn, Hu Zhenyu's sweat on his forehead seemed to be unable to wipe it clean.

Zheng Kaifeng looked at Luo Wenzhou coldly: "Young man, you are very good at doing things."

Luo Wenzhou smiled at him: "I also think, thank you for your praise, but as a criminal case specialized in, I don't look forward to serving you next time - old man, please."

He sent these guys who had no choice but to do anything, and turned his head and stared at him as he looked at Fei Du's eyes as if he was smiling. Luo Wenzhou's heart stagnated when he met his gaze, and felt that Fei Du's unparalleled peach blossom eyes were really talented. As long as he gave him a pair of astronomical telescopes, he could lift Chang'e's skirt with his eyes.

"It's useful to say something," Luo Wenzhou said to Fei Du tiredly, "I want to praise me for being handsome and expressing my obsession and line up in the back."

Fei Du: "I want to tell you that the Internet police said that the person who posted the video had a clue."

Luo Wenzhou was ready to fight a protracted battle with the perverted kidnappers, and was stunned when he heard this: "So quickly?"

"Yes, so you'd better not have too much expectations." Fei Du paused, and for some reason, he added, "Senior Brother."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

How did he use a normal tone tone to make such a normal title so 18 forbidden? It is really puzzling.

Just as the Internet police "catched him" were excited, the kidnappers uploaded the third video without fear.

This time the camera actually stretched a little further, and Zhou Huaijin's whole body was captured. At the same time, the people watching the video also made it clear at a glance about the space where the hostages were located - the entire space was covered with black plastic cloth, which was only 1.8 meters wide and was very limited in height. It was visually estimated that the body of an adult man was really like the carriage of a van!

Fei Du was stunned, and reached out to rub his chin thoughtfully. At the same time, he looked up at Luo Wenzhou. Luo Wenzhou immediately understood what he meant, and his eyebrows frowned slightly - the shots taken by the kidnappers had been circling around Zhou Huaijin in a very close place, carefully avoiding all clues that might show their environment, including the part where Zhou Huaijin was beaten.

It was not until they just inferred that the kidnapper might be in a truck car that the other party gave such a shot...

Is it because this powerful kidnapper installed eavesdropping equipment in Zhou's home, or is it that someone in the room is in contact with them in real time?

Luo Wenzhou whispered to the people next to him: "Control everyone in this room - including the chef, nanny and gardener who come in and out of their house, hurry up!"

Zhou Huaijin in the video was a little more embarrassed than before. She was splashed with water on her head and face, and dripping with water. She was not handsome even if she was temperamental. He seemed to have been taught a lesson and was honest. This time, he didn't use other people's nonsense. He stared at the direction of the screen and read the letter from the kidnappers in a straightforward manner: "You know how to admit it. I'll ask you the second question now, the old rules, ten minutes. Why is Zhou Junmao, a famous entrepreneur, a 'philanthropist' so enthusiastic about charity? Are the three charity funds under his name used for show or laundering/money? Zhou Junmao - Zhou Dalong, really thinks that he has changed his name and is a nobleman. No one knows what kind of thing is under your skin?"

The malicious video came to an abrupt end, and the countdown card came out.

The atmosphere in Zhou's house suddenly became tense, and everyone, including the housekeeping staff, was isolated separately.

At the same time, the Internet police finally locked in the video transmitter. Lang Qiao, who was at the headquarters of the "Hengda Group", received the message at the same time. She only took a look and directly took out a pair of handcuffs from her pocket and handcuffed the person in charge who was quarreling with them: "They can't get rid of it, search!"

Ten minutes, extremely short and very long. In reality, people can only run a few floors on their legs, but the news online can already circle the earth countless times.

For a moment, various information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false appeared like an explosion. Someone stood up confidently and said that Zhou Junmao's former name was Zhou Dalong, and also posted a photo, which included the whole process of Zhou Junmao going abroad to work, following his distant family to work, and after making his first pot of gold, he was particularly curious about why another founder of Zhou's Group disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the topic changed from the kidnapping of Zhou Huaijin to the bizarre car accident of Zhou Junmao. The image of the old philanthropist for many years fell apart after a video. Some said he was laundering/black money, some said he was treasonable, and some even said he was engaged in cross-border human trafficking... The whole thing is a competition of urban legend imagination.

As the focus of attention, Dong Gan, the driver who caused the car accident in Zhou Junmao, was certainly not spared. His ancestors were almost spyed on for eight generations, as if there were hidden threads of conspiracy buried in every strand of his hair.

"Team Luo, it's coming soon in ten minutes."

"Take the bulletin board of their official website and reply to the kidnappers in the name of the police," Luo Wenzhou paused, "and said that the economic investigators have intervened in the investigation and are verifying the relevant situation. Please do not spread rumors. If there is conclusive evidence, please report it. Remind the kidnappers to surrender in time before causing serious consequences."

"The boss is not good, the number of visitors to Zhou's official website has soared, and it is now paralyzed!"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The countdown for the kidnappers has reached the last minute.

Lang Qiao called in: "Boss, we found the Email and some payment vouchers for buying the Hengda Group to hype this matter, and confirmed that the video of the kidnappers was uploaded by them..."

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't tell me they don't know who the kidnapper is."

"They said they didn't know who the kidnapper was," Lang Qiao said quickly. "After Zhou Huaijin disappeared this morning, Hengda's public relations department received a mysterious email, with several blurry photos attached. At that time, he thought it was fake, and Hengda was not particular about it. It happened that Zhou Junmao's incident happened yesterday, and he wanted to take the opportunity to mess up the situation..."

"Then the person who sent the video to them said that the image was synthesized. They wrote it and sent it, at most it was vicious commercial competition, right?"

Lang Qiao: "…ah, that's what I said."

"It's a big deal! Why do they use so many anti-tracking methods to play pranks? All the people involved are brought back! Continue to track the person who sent the email!" Luo Wenzhou glanced at the countdown card, and time passed ruthlessly, and Zhou's official website was still "paralyzed at a high position" and could not move!

"Boss, look, this was found from the driver who picked up Yang Bo."

Luo Wenzhou took the phone and saw the suspicious driver logging into a newly registered Weibo account. The latest status suddenly turned out to be: "The police found that the 'meat' was in the truck."
Chapter completed!