ex-husband high energy

Thanks to Tang Sheng's "efforts", various reviews of the Ninth Fund finally came to a halt.

During this period, He Ying naturally did a lot of "dedicated" drama, running up and down, taking care of all parties, until the end of the trouble, even she was moved by herself, almost thinking that Tang Sheng really saved NINE.

The highest level of acting is nothing more than this... When she received the invitation for the second interview with Mr. White, He Ying couldn't help but sigh why she didn't act when she was young. Maybe she can get a grand slam at this age Woolen cloth……

This time, the meeting place was still at White's beach house. Since the atmosphere between the two parties was rather awkward last time, everyone saved those silly greetings and dealings this time. As soon as He Ying came up, he handed over a stack of fines He slapped the invoice on the coffee table: "I have done everything I need to do, Mr. White, where is my son?"

White was quite satisfied with Tang Sheng's work efficiency this time, nodded with a smile, and said, "Your efforts are obvious to all, and I can only express my sincere thanks to you on behalf of the Ninth Foundation."

He Ying snorted through her nostrils and said, "I don't need your thanks. We businessmen pay attention to first-hand money and first-hand goods—where is my son?"

White had no choice but to cut to the chase with her non-traditional way of socializing, so he cut to the point: "Sorry, we are limited in our capabilities and have not been able to find the murderer who kidnapped Mr. Tang Yi, so there is no way to bring him back to your house." around."

Seeing He Ying's face change, he immediately changed the topic: "However, through the efforts of RIVER's public relations department, we got a video about him."

"Where is it?" He Ying asked impatiently after the mother and child were connected.

White smiled slightly, turned on the PAD on the coffee table, and pressed the play button.

The picture shows an empty room with only one bed, one table, and one chair. The latest political news released by the BBC yesterday morning is being played on the built-in monitor on the wall.A young man in a white hospital gown sat on the floor in the corner, hugging his knees and curling himself up into a tiny ball, his slender fingers trembling nervously.

Although the person in the picture lowered his head and could only see half of his face, his facial features and figure were very similar to Tang Yi's.He Ying was suddenly moved, covered her mouth and shed tears uncontrollably, and murmured: "Xiao Yi, my Xiao Yi..."

In just over half a month, Tang Yi looked very thin, his shoulder blades could be seen even through his single clothes, and his slender wrists and ankles were covered with unhealed red marks, obviously he had been roughly bound before Pass.His spirit seemed to be abnormal, he curled up tightly like a shrimp, his lips squirmed slightly, but unfortunately there was no sound in the video, and he couldn't hear what he was talking to himself.

The video is only 3 minutes long, and then the screen goes black.He Ying looked at the blank screen and couldn't help choking up sobs. Zong Ming was afraid that she would be too sad to relapse, so he quickly took the medicine and waited for her to eat it.

White folded his arms and stared at them the whole time, with a proud and disdainful smile on his lips.

He Ying closed her eyes and rested for a while, slowly regaining her senses, with a resolute and stern look in her eyes, and said: "White, this is not what I want."

"Sorry, we've tried our best and there's only so much we can do for you." White said elegantly and forcefully.

He Yingdao: "What can a video prove, and how can I be sure that he is still alive?"

"This video was recorded yesterday morning. The latest news is shown in the BBC news on the screen. You can check it now." White calmly sipped his red tea and said, "The person who provided us with the video is still I have a message for you, Mrs. Tang, he said, Tang Yi is his honored guest, as long as Tang Hui cherishes the precious friendship between them, he promises to treat this lovely child well."

He Ying took a deep breath and asked coldly, "How long is he going to keep my son in prison?"

White smiled and said: "It depends on Mr. Tang Hui, when he can solve the troubles between himself and Tang Sheng, and get everything back on track, when your youngest son will return to you."

He Ying pondered for a moment and said, "What if Tang Hui can't do it?"

"Then I don't know." White said regretfully, "But you are a businessman, so you must know what a transaction is and what a value is."

He Ying's face was pale, and the blood vessels in her temples were tangled and trembling, but she finally controlled her emotions without losing her composure, and said firmly: "Okay, I will find a chance to pass your request on to Tang Hui, and Tang Sheng will also faithfully fulfill my request with RIVER. contract between them. But I have a request, I must see my youngest son with my own eyes."

Without waiting for White to answer, she stood up and said proudly: "You don't need to reject me in a hurry, and you don't need to use any more bureaucratic words with me. I can see that you are just a reminder and useless. Let’s talk about it—you tell Boyle, after I discuss with the legal team how to deal with Tang Hui’s lawsuit, I will go to the United States to find him in person, and hope he can show me something different.”

White twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and the haughty expression on his face became very embarrassing, but as Cheng Heying said, he couldn't make any decisions, so he could only nod helplessly after struggling for a long time: "I will tell Mr. Boyle .”

"Thank you." He Ying supported Zong Ming's hand and walked towards the door, not forgetting to insert a knife before leaving, "Goodbye Mr. White, I hope Boyle won't waste my time like you!"

White: "..."

Three hours later, the Armed Police Hospital.

Zong Ming projected Tang Yi's 3-minute video above Sang Han's hospital bed, and after everyone had watched it all, he said, "White didn't give us the original video, I dubbed it with the miniature camera I brought with me. The people in the video are always There is no face, but I think it should be Tang Yi."

Sang Han stared at the projection, barely blinking for 3 minutes, and said solemnly: "It's him." He raised his finger and pointed to the top of his left chest, "He has a piano kiss here, which is left from practicing piano since childhood, unique .”

Tang Yi's skin is immature, playing the violin since childhood inevitably left marks on his chest, and over time it turned into a small cocoon.Zong Ming zoomed in on the video and saw a pink piano kiss on the man's slightly open neckline.

Sang Guoting hesitated to speak, and struggled back and forth on some extremely sensitive issues of scale and distance, but he was still too embarrassed to ask—after all, he is his own son, so let him save some face...

However, with a glance, Sang Han saw the disharmonious expression on his father's face, and said coldly: "Dad, you don't have to worry about me going to jail, we are in love and not polite, I know very well that he is 17 years old !"

Sang Guoting put his hand on his forehead, with the expression of beeping a dog.A group of subordinates bowed their heads to avoid, saying that they saw nothing and heard nothing.

Only Zong Ming can save the situation at such a time, and the director of drama Jing immediately coughed dryly and turned the topic on the right track: "Well, what, it's good to be sure it's Tang Yi, then the problem comes, from this video we What useful information can be deduced?"

Everyone reset their expressions one after another, returning from the embarrassing topic of puppy love to the confidential meeting of defending world peace.In order to flatter her husband, Levi first said: "The news on the wall is the latest political news from the BBC yesterday morning, so the time is correct. At least Tang Yi was still alive as of yesterday morning."

"Then will he be in the United States?" Jiao Lei asked, "They showed him the BBC news."

"China can also watch the BBC," Levi said.

Jiao Lei said frankly: "Isn't that going to climb over the wall? The kidnapper is so kind to help him climb over the wall to watch the BBC?"

Sang Guoting: Why don't you talk about overcoming the wall openly at the meeting?

"He doesn't seem to be in good spirits." Yu Tianhe interrupted Bangchu's boyfriend's nonsensical speech in time, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I suspect that he had a PTSD attack, and it seems that the other party is transferring him. He did not use the super brain to control his condition."

This is also the point that everyone is most worried about - Boyle's people may not hurt Tang Yi's life, but this child's situation is too special. Without Tang Hui's protection, no one knows whether he will gradually have a mental breakdown .

"He will persevere." Sang Han looked at the frozen video and suddenly said firmly, "He will."

Zong Ming patted his hand comfortingly, and said, "Apart from time, what else can we deduce?"

Jiao Lei scratched his head and said, "There's no sound in the video, so there's no way to do audio analysis. The prison room has no windows, and you can't see the outside scenery at all."

Levi's changed the video to 0.5x speed, pointed to Tang Yi's hand and said, "His fingers are moving all the time, could he be using some password to send us information?" It seems that many American dramas do this.

Zong Ming noticed this a long time ago, and shook his head: "It's not Morse code, and I can't see any special rules. Maybe it's just that he can't control his shaking hands."

Sang Guoting also shook his head: "This video was obviously shot by a fixed surveillance camera in the room. Tang Yi didn't even know that someone was filming him, so it was impossible to use the password to tell us anything."

At this moment, Sang Han suddenly raised his body, widened his eyes and said, "Wait!"

Everyone was taken aback by him, and Levi quickly supported his back to prevent the wound on his body from bursting open again.Sang Han looked at Tang Yi's finger trembling back and forth several times, and said, "This is not a finger spasm caused by PTSD, he is tapping the tune and beating the rhythm!"

Everyone was stunned, Sang Han tapped on the edge of the bed a few times to Tang Yi's beat, and said, "Yes, it's this beat, 'He'saPirate'! He's knocking on 'He'saPirate'!"

Jiao Lei was at a loss: "What is that?"

""Pirates of the Caribbean"." Levi said, and then asked Sang Han: "Are you sure he is playing the tune of "Pirates of the Caribbean"?"

"That's right." Sang Han said firmly, "I don't know much about serious music, so he would occasionally play some movie episodes for me. I liked this song 'He'sa Pirate' for a while, and he specially recorded it as a single. The song is stored in my mobile phone." As he spoke, he touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, opened Tang Yi's recorded single and compared the two, and it was exactly the same as the melody of the hostage's finger tapping in the video!

"So, what does this mean?" Zong Ming frowned and meditated, "Tang Yi just used music to comfort himself because of loneliness or fear, or guessed that the kidnapper would record his video and send it to us, so he deliberately left Get a clue?"

Sang Han closed his eyes slightly and calmed down for a moment, then said, "He did it on purpose."

"Oh?" Zong Ming raised his eyebrows, "How are you sure?"

"First of all, this piece of music is not his favorite. When he is in a bad mood or under great pressure, he often plays Haydn." Sang Han said, "His appreciation threshold for music is much higher than mine, and it is impossible to use pop Qu Lai comforted himself. Secondly, the two of us participated in the whole process of Zheng’s kidnapping, and he knew very well that the kidnappers would record videos of the hostages and send them to their families to extort ransom.”

Zong Ming thought for a while, and agreed, "That's right, what you said makes sense."

Sang Han took a breath, and continued: "He must have a purpose for playing this song. He knows that I can see that he is playing this song. He is telling me——He'saPirate!"

He is a pirate.