I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 319 SY Group

"..."

Seeing the aunt and the others still didn't understand, the little girl suddenly became a little anxious.

But she didn't recognize the flower, so she couldn't name it at all, so she tilted her head and racked her brain to describe it: "It's very beautiful, the white flower is very beautiful! Lili really likes it!"

Song Qingwan looked desperate.

Baby, no matter how much you say, we still don’t know what your so-called beautiful flower is!

Pei Mingzhi's eyes constricted, without saying much, he leaned down directly in front of the computer, clicked a few fingers on the mouse, and pressed four times the speed.

Soon, the surveillance video started playing again from the moment the old lady fell.

Because the video is running at four times the speed, the video that is less than four minutes will be broadcasted without a minute.

When the trafficker fell, his palm was facing down, and even when he raised his hand, his fingers were slightly closed, as if he was subconsciously covering something.

But because the trafficker herself was too cautious, she didn't raise her hand many times.

The only time I raised my hand was because I had to be supported by someone, so I had to raise my hand.

Pei Mingzhi scanned the entire video as quickly as possible.

Then, filter out all the useless screen information.

Finally, the finger pressed pause for 37 seconds.

He turned to Song Qingwan and the expressionless Lu Junhan and said, "This is the clearest time."

This flower is probably the only clue now!

Song Qingwan hurriedly raised her eyes.

When she saw the paused picture on the monitor, her pupils inevitably tightened.

The 37-second frame happened to freeze at the moment when the trafficker raised his hand to the little girl.

——She seems to want the little girl to help her up.

Take a closer look.

In her palm, there was indeed a slightly silver tattoo, but the tattoo seemed to be the size of a bottle cap. If you didn't pay attention, it would be ignored!

Moreover, because of the camera angle from top to bottom, the old lady's fingers curled up slightly.

Most of the tattoo was blocked by the folded fingers, and it was impossible to tell what the specific pattern was!

Song Qingwan frowned.

As if he had noticed Song Qingwan’s thoughts, Pei Mingzhi looked at Song Qingwan’s arms, the ignorant little Lu Li, her bright red mouth was curled, her smile was exquisite, she seemed to be able to hook the soul of a person. He sighed:

"It seems that we can only rely on this little guy."

Song Qingwan stopped.

indeed.

Li Liren was short and terribly short, and she was close at the time, and the trafficker only had to raise her hand slightly.

The little girl can see the tattoo on the palm of her hand clearly!

Song Qingwan didn't want to let the little girl get involved with this, because she was worried that it would cause some psychological shadow to the child.

But now that life is at stake, we can no longer hesitate.

Of course, the most important thing is that looking at the little girl now, it seems that she didn't understand what they were saying, nor did she know that her classmate was abducted by traffickers.

This innocent look of heartlessness and lack of IQ made Song Qingwan more at ease.

So she put the little girl in her arms on the chair in front of the computer.

Song Qingwan asked people to find paper and pens, hand them to the little girl, and then softly coaxed:

"Lili, don't you really like the flowers in your grandma's hands? You paint them for your auntie, and when your auntie sees them, you can look for them, OK?"

Sure enough, the little girl's eyes lit up, her face was excited, "Okay, okay."

The next second, the little girl hurriedly picked up the pencil, just after the tip of the pen fell, she paused, frowning tangledly.

"But, but there are so many tweeds on that flower, it's difficult to draw, Lili may have to paint for a long time..."

When I think of painting for so long, the little girl doesn't want this flower.

But Song Qingwan’s focus is on the first sentence--

There are so many flowers...

That is--

Song Qingwan muttered: "Flowers with many petals..."

She turned her head and wanted to get someone to get an encyclopedia of flowers.

"Is it this way?"

Suddenly, Lu Junhan, who had been silent next to him, threw the phone directly on the table in front of the little girl.

The little girl, Song Qingwan, Pei Mingzhi, and the passing technicians all looked over.

Above is an extra beautiful embroidery picture.

In the picture, a rose flower embroidered with dazzling silver rims blooms with erosion and enthusiasm. The shape is almost no different from the real flower.

It is indeed beautiful to the extreme, and the whole flower seems to be glowing with silver light.

But a closer look reveals a bit of evil and weirdness.

Seeing that there was a very dark atmosphere lingering on it.

"Yes!" The little girl saw this flower, her dark and clear eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "It's this beautiful flower! Lili loves it! Dad, you are so amazing!"

Lu Jun pulled his thin lips coldly.

if.

Then this matter will be easy to handle.

Song Qingwan looked at the picture. It was obviously a picture stored on the phone, not a search from the Internet.

And even if it is searched on the Internet, it is impossible to find such a weird silver rose.

Before Song Qingwan asked where the photo came from.

Lu Junhan didn't say much, and turned around and called.

And Pei Mingzhi stared at the monster silver rose, leaned back lazily on the table, raised his brows slightly, and said with a smile:

"Oh, it looks like I was lucky this time, I actually met an old acquaintance."

Song Qingwan looked at the picture, and was stunned: "...Old acquaintance? Do you know this tattoo too?"

Pei Ming replied calmly: "I know. This silver rose is the emblem of the SY underground group. I have seen it several times before, and I still remember it."

Song Qingwan's scalp exploded when she heard the SY Group, and then thought of the photo Lu Junhan had just taken out, her eyes darkened:

"Wait! Why are you dealing with this group?"

This group has even heard of Song Qingwan.

It is different from the Lu's consortium, which can run business.

The SY Group has lived completely in the dark, and is the king of the dark world.

It can also be said to be a large employment group.

There are countless assassins, bodyguards, mercenaries, thugs, and spies, and almost none of them do human affairs. Basically every money in it has been bloodied.

These are the evaluations of this group from outsiders.

However, although the outside world does not have a good opinion of the SY Group, it is undeniable that this group is indeed very mysterious.

In addition to the notoriety, useful information within this group is not available at all.

How can such serious businessmen as Lu Junhan and Pei Mingzhi have something to do with a dark criminal group?

It is even clear that the silver rose is the emblem of the SY Group.

Song Qingwan couldn't help frowning with some worry.

When studying, Pei Mingzhi was often taught by Song Qingwan with Lu Junhan, and he often ate at the Lu family.

Therefore, in Pei Mingzhi's view, Song Qingwan can be regarded as his elder.

If it was someone else here, Pei Mingzhi would probably just smile indifferently, perfunctorily, and couldn't explain it.

but now……

He thought for a while and said directly: "We don't count as dealings with this group."

"..." Song Qingwan couldn't know him, she gave him a white look, "Don't tell me! I have lived for so long, and I didn't know that the symbol of the SY Group is Rose Flower. You can see it at a glance. Now you Tell me, you have no dealings with this group, who are you lying to!"

"Really not," Pei Mingzhi shrugged, "We just happened to know one person in this group."

"Who?"

【and also! But to night! Sorry, sorry, something happened this afternoon. 】

(End of this chapter)