Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

Wang Daqiao carried a talisman drawn by Song Yanhe in his pocket, looked up at the broad daylight, and thought that even if there was a fox demon, he wouldn't come out to make trouble at this time.

Qi Weifeng is indeed Qi Shaojie's biological younger brother, and his idiot behavior is exactly the same as Qi Shaojie's.He issued a killing order against Nie Qingyue, and even offered a reward for Nie Qingyue's life, but his own security work was full of loopholes. Wang Daqiao robbed him alive on the way to the company without much effort, including people and cars. Got the Nie Group.

Wang Daqiao had overestimated him. Before he left, he asked his brothers to bring real guns and live ammunition in the car.During rush hour, there are too many people on the road. Although it may not be necessary, it is also prepared.Who knew that during the traffic jam, Wang Daqiao walked up to Qi Weifeng's car swaggeringly, opened the driver's car door with a professional silencer lock pick tool, and took two of his men to subdue the driver's bodyguard and Qi Weifeng himself in the car, and directly opened the Bentley. Arrived at Nie's parking lot.

Qi Weifeng got off the car and was taken to a room.The layout of this room looks like a small conference room, but does a company like Nie's Group really have such a conference room without a single window and with thick stainless steel doors?

Qi Weifeng's face was ashamed, his fate was no longer up to him.His hands were handcuffed behind the back of the chair, but the chair was connected to the ground, and he couldn't move his whole body.

With a sound of "鏮-", the door was opened again.Wang Daqiao went back and forth, and Nie Qingyue and Song Yanhe came with him.

Nie Qingyue reached Song Yanhe's ear, and whispered, "See if the fox demon is with him." Then, he winked at Wang Daqiao, who took an elastic hood and put it on Qi Weifeng's head, blocked his view.

Nie Qingyue's hot breath blew on Song Yanhe's ears when he spoke. Song Yanhe was slightly taken aback, turned his face away, and drew a rune in the air. With a touch of his fingertip, the rune attached to Qi Weifeng's body.

The golden translucent runes gradually burned from bottom to top in the eyes of the three, and the remaining golden rune ash returned to Song Yanhe's palm.

The evil aura on Qi Weifeng's body was very light, almost the same as that of Wang Daqiao, and there was no bloody aura.

Song Yanhe whispered to Nie Qingyue, "There is a monster, but the fox is not around him, at least not always with him."

Originally, Nie Qingyue wanted to find the fox demon directly, so he could find Nie Qingfeng's location without spending too much time interrogating people. He was a little disappointed to hear this, and asked Qi Weifeng in a deep voice, "Where is my brother?"

"I, I, really don't know," Qi Weifeng was wearing a hood, his eyes were dark, and he felt even more frightened, "Mr. Nie, I am confused, I am confused, please let me go, forgive me, my lord Don’t remember villains, please, I really don’t know, I don’t know anything.”

Wang Daqiao sternly yelled, "You're not being honest? Can you tell if you took off your leg? How did you run away that day?"

"I, that day, that day I was wearing a hood and my hands were handcuffed again. I only knew that the car pulled over and stopped. After the door was opened, someone squeezed my hand, then took my hand and ran out. I followed. After running for a long distance, I stopped. He opened my hood and saw that I had dragged the wrong person. By the way, he is from the Zhao family. He should be trying to save that kid Zhao Ling. There are only two men on the ticket, one is me, the other is Zhao Ling, he pulled me because it was too dark to see clearly! Mr. Nie, it must be the Zhao family who tied up your brother, it really has nothing to do with me! Nie Boss, can I help you find it together, we went to the Zhao family, it must be their people!"

"Nonsense!" Wang Daqiao snarled, "Kala" loaded his gun, "It was pulled over at the time, but there was absolutely no outsider approaching the car! How could someone drag you away?!"

"What I said is true, every sentence is true, I dare not make up a word, there really was a kid who took me to run, it was too dark that night, there was no moon and no street lights, I couldn't see his face clearly Look, I remember that person is quite young, maybe not yet 20 years old, and he looks very white," Qi Weifeng hurriedly roared to defend himself when he heard the sound of gunfire, "Let me see those people under the Zhao family again, I might still be able to Recognize, really, don’t kill me, please Mr. Nie, I can still recognize him, it’s still useful to keep me!”

Nie Qingyue said slowly with a cold face, "I don't need to kill you now, but when I find someone from the Zhao family, if there is no such person as you mentioned, you will regret not letting me kill you now."

Zhao Ling is Mr. Zhao's only son. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, and he is still in high school. Probably because of his good nutrition, he is tall and big, and his figure is somewhat similar to that of Qi Weifeng.

Zhao Ling was not as easy to rob as Qi Weifeng.This is Jingui's only son, but he was kidnapped just now, and now everyone in the Taoist circle knows that Nie Qingyue's younger brother is still missing, let alone let him go to school, Mr. Zhao must protect Zhao Ling like a national treasure.

Nie Qingyue called Emily, "Give me the latest itinerary of that kid from the Zhao family, Zhao Ling."

Less than half an hour later, Emily knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Nie, there will be a charity auction party tomorrow night. There are a few antiques in it, which seem to be very interesting to Zhao Ling. He has reserved two seats, and asked his assistant to come in again this morning." The auction seat has been confirmed. Since his accident, other itineraries have been postponed, and this auction is the one he is most likely to attend in the near future."

Tomorrow night, let him wait another two days and one night, how can he bear it.

"Mr. Nie, there is one more thing. The last time you asked the technical department to investigate, this is the report. In addition, the R&D department made something for Mr. Song, and it will arrive in the afternoon."

"Well, go get busy."

Nie Qingyue took the stack of documents from Emily's hand, which was the report that the housekeeper gave Song Yanhe's breakfast bowl to the technical department and they analyzed it.

He was not interested in the professional data analyzed earlier, and turned directly to the last page, staring at the clear and dazzling words on it, "different human beings", "mental power manipulation", "dangerous"...

If old Taoist priests can be regarded as dangerous people, there is probably no one in the world who is not dangerous.

Nie Qingyue shook his head and put a stack of documents in the drawer. He didn't realize he was smiling until he looked up at the pitch-black computer screen.

His smile was reflected on the screen, gentle and sweet, he almost didn't recognize it was himself.

Maybe old Taoist priests are indeed dangerous, like addictive drugs.If not, how could he involuntarily relax as soon as he got close to him, wanting to get close to him greedily, to breathe his smell, even his breath.

In Nie Qingyue's mind, the clips with Song Yanhe were playing like a slide show.He fell into his arms in a fairy-like Taoist robe, covered in blood and lay silently at his feet, gritting his teeth, he was in the carriage looking at the night scene of feasting and feasting outside the window, he danced his sword against the afterglow of the setting sun, He sat cross-legged on a chair and fiddled with the hair dryer. His eye circles were red from watching TV. He took the wine in the hands of the girls and drank it in one gulp. The leaked wine slid down his fair neck. In his arms, hugging his waist tightly and rubbing against his chest, the closest he was to him this morning was only about a dozen centimeters, and he could kiss his lips as long as he lowered his head...

In just a few days, Song Yanhe's figure has filled every corner. This is not poisonous, but what else.Nie Qingyue stood up and looked out the window. Song Yanhe, who had nothing to do, was indeed in the garden, fiddling with a section of the flower garden fence.

It was the part he cut off with his finger as a sword yesterday, and it was left leaning against the unbroken fence before it could be repaired.Song Yanhe picked it up and compared it to the fence, put it in its original position, tapped it lightly with his fingertips, a white light flashed, and that section of the fence was intact again.

The old Taoist seemed quite happy, tilted his head and shook his hands gently, trying to make sure the connection was solid.After shaking the newly installed section a few times to see that it was no different from other fences, he walked around the garden with his hands behind his back and a mature face, admiring the flowers and plants.

Nie Qingyue picked up the phone by the table and pressed Emily's call button, "Remove all the surveillance cameras on the 27th floor."

"Okay, Mr. Nie. Do you want to tear down the garden too?"

"Demolition, not a single one is left. There is also a surveillance camera upstairs and downstairs that can take pictures of the garden. If it can be demolished, it can be demolished. If it can't be demolished, it can be changed in another direction."

"Okay, Mr. Nie."

Nie Qingyue did not hang up the phone for a long time, and Emily waited patiently for his next order.

"Well... Also, ask Mr. Song to come to my office, he is in the garden."

"Okay, I'm going to invite Mr. Song now."

Nie Qingyue hung up the phone, couldn't help straightening his tie in front of the computer screen, and then was stunned by his own behavior. What's going on with his desire to show his best posture in front of the old Taoist priest? ?

Song Yanhe quickly knocked on the door and entered the room, his bright eyes were as bright as stars, "Shangxian, are you looking for me?"

"Yeah." Nie Qingyue wants to have a good talk with him, and let him know that a ball of light can't just pop out like this. It's okay if he and Wang Daqiao saw it, but if someone else saw it, it wouldn't be easy to keep silent .

When Nie Qingyue looked up, he saw thin beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

On such a high floor, the old Taoist only wore a shirt and a vest. It would be good to walk around in the garden with windproof glass walls without catching cold. How did he sweat for so long?

"Why are you sweating?"

"Well, Shangxian called me, so naturally I ran here quickly." Song Yanhe embarrassedly hooked the tip of his nose with his hand, wiping off the sweat beads on it.

Running from the garden to the president's office, if you don't open the door from his office, you have to go around in a big circle, almost around this floor, no wonder he came here so soon.

Nie Qingyue took out a tissue and handed it to him, "Wipe it."

"Thank you Shangxian."

The moment Song Yanhe took the tissue, he inadvertently pinched Nie Qingyue's finger under the tissue. After realizing it, he let it go quickly, pinched the tissue with his other fingers, and took it.

At that moment just now, Nie Qingyue's mind went blank as if his fingertips were electrified. He slowly withdrew his hand and stared at the blank spot on the table without blinking.

"Shangxian, why did you call me here?" Song Yanhe wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't find the paper basket for a while, so he folded up the used paper towel and held it in his hand.

"I called you to eat," Nie Qingyue had no doubt that if he asked Song Yanhe to eat later, Song Yanhe and Wang Daqiao would have lunch together again. "Go to the lounge and wait."

Song Yanhe looked out the window, "It's still early..."

"I'm hungry!" Nie Qingyue glanced at the clock, it was not yet 11 o'clock.

"Well, okay, I just need some porridge and side dishes."

"Got it, got it, go to the lounge and wait." Nie Qingyue pressed Emily's phone to order some light dishes and send them to the lounge.

The tissue that Song Yanhe had used was folded up and landed on the other end of Nie Qingyue's desk.Nie Qingyue stepped forward, pinched the finger that touched Song Yanhe just now, rubbed the fingertips vigorously for a moment, and sighed a long time.

Must be crazy.