After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Veins bulged and his trembling hands pressed the mouse hard.

The surveillance footage stopped at the scene where two people wearing masks were holding Wen Yinuo and stuffing the boy into the car.

After replaying the video several times, Fu Jincheng couldn't recognize the person wearing a mask on the left, but he was very familiar with the person on the right, whose face was half covered by the mask and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

He is Fu Erzha’s illegitimate son.

There is no need to spend time investigating the mastermind behind this kidnapping.

Fu Jincheng bit his pale lips tightly, his face was gloomy and his eyes were red.

Even though his face used to be cold, his clear blue eyes were now dark, and he squeezed out the name from his teeth, word by word;

"Fu, Zhan, Peng."

He shouldn't have continued to wait for evidence and wait for Fu Zhanpeng and Fu Zhengwen to fight.

They should just be chopped up and thrown down the drain.

Anton hurriedly carried the hospital director to outside the monitoring room and threw him inside to attract fire.

I was unwilling to move even an inch inside, and stood outside the door to report the relevant issues of another key person who should have been in the clinic:

"The security guard found the doctor in the women's restroom on the fourth floor. He had been knocked unconscious and stripped of his clothes."

He just watched the scene and felt that the doctor was so miserable.

Fu Jincheng stared at the paused surveillance footage without saying a word.

Anton raised his eyes and saw Fu Jincheng's back soaked with cold sweat. He decisively chose to pretend he didn't see it, completely ignoring the dean's gaze for help, and continued to hide outside the monitoring room.

It’s not that I’m not worried about the safety of Wen Yinuo whose whereabouts are unknown.

However, they have not yet determined who kidnapped Wen Yinuo.

The only way to confirm Wen Yinuo’s current situation is to keep moving.

If we analyze it rationally, the above situation is perfectly normal considering that it was less than ten minutes since Wen Yinuo was kidnapped.

But I also said that this was under rational circumstances.

In the eyes of most people, Fu Jincheng's current emotional and mental state seems extremely normal.

One can even describe his behavior of checking the surveillance footage immediately after a brief moment of distraction as "calm".

But anyone who knows Fu Jincheng a little bit can see that he is now on the brink of collapse.

And this was less than ten minutes later.

No one can guarantee how long it will take to find out who took Wen Yinuo away and the specific location where he is no longer moving.

The most important point is that there is no guarantee whether Wen Yinuo is safe now.

All these factors combined together point to the fact that Fu Jincheng will lose control at any time due to extreme mental and psychological stress.

Without Fu Jincheng, relatively speaking, the person who knows the current situation best is Anton.

As the most reliable post-insurance, Anton must ensure his own safety.

After looking at Fu Jincheng in front of the surveillance camera for the second time, Anton sighed:

"Boss, I'll have someone check the license plate number and those two people. Please try your best..."

Fu Jincheng slowly blinked his sore eyes, his voice dry and hoarse: "No need to check."

Anton's pupils quake.

Hurry! Hurry!

Although he had suggested several times before that Fu Jincheng should go to a psychiatric department for treatment.

But most of them were just jokes! I didn't really want Fu Jincheng to go crazy!

Now, Wen Yinuo, who was usually treated as an eyeball, has been kidnapped, and no one is allowed to investigate.

Fu Jincheng is really crazy. Instead of saving people, is he planning to die for love? !

Anton couldn't understand one thing.

Anton felt more and more that something big was going to go wrong, so he stopped hiding outside the door and took two steps behind Fu Jincheng.

Before Anton could think of any words to persuade him to change his mind, Fu Jincheng spoke again in a hoarse voice:

"Check Fu Zhanpeng."

Anton was stunned for two seconds before he realized that Fu Zhanpeng was the Fu Erzha they usually talked about.

"Investigate him... Damn it!" Anton cursed halfway through his question, "Damn it, was it that old bastard Fu Zhanpeng who kidnapped Wen Yinuo?!"

Fu Jincheng raised his hand to cover his forehead, trying to stay calm, his voice trembling: "It's my fault."

"I should have killed all the members of the Fu family the first time I remembered."

So what if he gets sentenced to death for this?

At least Wen Yinuo will not be implicated by him and will be safe.

The dean stood trembling beside him, worried about his life.

Anton was overwhelmed.

"Boss, don't be impulsive!" He moved to the door and controlled the door handle. "Since it was Fu Zhanpeng who took Wen Yinuo away, he must want to threaten you with his sister-in-law."

"That old man is afraid of death and values ​​his own life and interests more than anything else."

"My sister-in-law is in his hands. At least we can be sure that her life is not in danger."

Fu Jincheng also understood this.

It was precisely because it was Fu Zhanpeng who kidnapped Wen Yinuo that he was able to maintain his sanity and wait for Fu Zhanpeng to contact him.

If it was that hypocrite Fu Zhengwen... Fu Jincheng would have gone to his door with explosives long ago.

Anton knew it was pointless to stay any longer, so he dragged the dean away, locked the door, asked two people to guard the door, and went to contact Fu Zhanpeng.

Fu Zhanpeng, who kidnapped Wen Yinuo in order to take control of the initiative, hung up all calls on Anton.

Two hours later, the assistant appeared with Wen Yinuo, who was still unconscious from the drugs.

Fu Zhanpeng finally contacted Fu Jincheng.

Fu Erzha, who had been suppressed for nearly a year and whose assets had shrunk by more than half because of Fu Jincheng's hundreds of losses, spoke in a tone that was so smug that even a dog would want to bite him to death:

"Good nephew, do you want to guess who I have in my hands?"

Fu Jincheng waited for two hours, which seemed like two centuries, without saying a word:

"Purpose."

"Just tell me what you want."

"Tsk, it's much more comfortable to discuss with your nephew than with Fu Zhengwen, that fox." Fu Zhanpeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Yinuo who was lying on the ground. "I want all the shares and real estate of Fu's and related companies in your hands."

Anton, who was standing in front of Fu Jincheng, secretly said "damn it" and tried to persuade Fu Jincheng not to agree by gesticulating with his hands and feet.

No one in the Fu family is a good person.

If you really want to give away everything, there is a high probability that the contract will be signed today, but the person will be gone tomorrow.

"Okay, I can give it to you." Fu Jincheng agreed without hesitation, "But you must guarantee Wen Yinuo's safety."

"Even if he is missing a hair, I will be left with nothing."

"It can kill you, too."

Fu Zhanpeng broke out in a cold sweat.

He could even burn down his own parents' house and die together. It's no wonder that Fu Jincheng would do such a thing.

"Of course." Fu Zhanpeng looked at Wen Yinuo with a look of resentment, "He must be safe."

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Don't worry, my dears, I won't abuse you.

The ones who suffer are the other scumbags!

Really!