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It was a matter of human life, everyone showed amazing action, Hong Yang came forward to contact the police, Kang Tianzhen called Wang Sanxiao at the first time, at one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Sanxiao flew back to Nanjing from Beijing, and the Wang family information network was connected at high speed. up and running.

"I asked my dad's drinking and meat friends," Song Wenyuan said, "They said they drank together last night and played until one o'clock in the morning, and then went home separately."

Wang San smiled and said, "It should have been kidnapped on the way home. The neighborhood where your father lived recently was not monitored, but he must pass a convenience store when he goes home. The entrance is monitored, and he didn't see it He came home last night."

Song Wenyuan looked at the text messages on the phone over and over again, "I am very familiar with this old flowery alley. There is a small restaurant and Pink Street over there. My dad used to drink there with friends."

Kang Tianzhen looked at him blankly, "What is Pink Street?"

Song Wenyuan did not answer.

"Huh? What is it?" Kang Tianzhen asked again persistently.

Hong Yang was helpless, "It's the red light district."

"...Nanjing still has a red-light district?" Kang Tianzhen looked shocked, "How come I never knew?"

"You don't know too much, don't fucking digress," Wang Sanxiao choked angrily with a cigarette in his mouth. He was yelled by Kang Tianzhen's life-threatening serial calls in his dream. He was suffering from a hangover headache. Before he retreated, he flew over with two swollen eyes.

Kang Tianzhen puffed up his cheeks and swallowed the question that came to his mouth.

Wang Sanxiao's phone was vibrating all the time, he looked at the screen expressionlessly for a while, and said calmly, "The person behind this strange number has been found."

Everyone gathered around, and Wang Sanxiao clicked on the video on his mobile phone, "Now the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology requires that all mobile phone numbers be registered with their real names. This mobile phone number was bought in a small communication store and illegally used someone else's ID card. Surveillance, Wen Yuan, do you know this person?"

The surveillance video was blurry, Song Wenyuan looked back and forth three times and confirmed, "I've never seen him before."

"It's normal if you haven't seen it before. If you can be sent out to buy a phone card, you shouldn't be considered the mastermind," Wang San said with a smile. "This person's real name is Yang Jianshe. I sent someone to check his relationship. Wen Yuan, he A friend of your father's."

Song Wenyuan frowned suddenly, "What?"

"Acquaintances commit crimes!" Kang Tianzhen said angrily, "The most acquainted people often do the most ruthless things. Many bad cases are caused by acquaintances looking for money. It makes sense. Everyone knows that you and your father have a bad relationship. , If you really want to kidnap me, you should also kidnap me, it must be because Dad often brags to his friends about how promising you are, which makes this Yang Jianshe take the risk."

Hong Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Check out Yang Jianshe's family situation, and when Uncle Song is rescued, immediately kidnap his wife and children, and let him experience what it's like being kidnapped."

"Breaking the law, buddy," Wang San said with a cool smile, putting away his phone, "Let's go, my men have completely surrounded No. 14 Yanghua Old Lane, and with just one order, your father can be arrested within 10 minutes." Rescued, it is four o'clock in the afternoon, and you can have afternoon tea after you are rescued."

On the way to drive, Kang Tianzhen clenched Song Wenyuan's palm tightly, feeling that his generous palm was covered with cold sweat, and squeezed it hard, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Song Wenyuan's eyes were full of pain, "Ever since I became sensible, I have hated him in every possible way, but...no matter how you say it, he is my father after all, I...I really regret my naivety."

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault," Kang Tianzhen kissed his hand, "We'll be filial to him when we rescue Dad."

Song Wenyuan nodded, "Yes."

Kang Tianzhen looked at Wang San and smiled, "Can you really be rescued within 10 minutes? What if the kidnappers tear up the ticket? Do they have guns?"

"You think this is in the United States?" Wang San snorted, and threw the original photo away, "With such a despicable method, if they can get a gun, uncle would have played with the atomic bomb."

The convoy drove into the dilapidated old alley at high speed, with unfinished buildings and small restaurants on both sides, and several small beauty salons with their doors closed during the day. Kang Tianzhen looked at such a messy scene from the car window, in astonishment, "I've never been here before."

"Isn't this coming? It's a gain of insight," Wang Sanxiao said indifferently as he closed his eyes and scratched his eye sockets because of lack of sleep.

The car stood upright, Wang Sanxiao opened his eyes, got out of the car expressionlessly, looked up at the unfinished building in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Is this No. 14 Yanghua Old Lane?"

A bodyguard nodded, "Yes, Young Master San, our people have already touched in, just waiting for your order."

Song Wenyuan was carrying the safe, which contained priceless Song Edition books. He clenched the handle tightly, reluctant... really reluctant... This is an ancient book that my grandfather took painstaking efforts to preserve more than half a century ago, but now it is about to buried in their own hands.

However, the other side is the life of his biological father.

No matter how expensive a book is, it is more expensive than human life.

Walking into the dark and cramped unfinished building, Kang Tianzhen looked around and nervously grabbed Wang Sanxiao's sleeve, "Are you sure it's safe?"

Wang San smiled and bit his cigar, "Sure."

"Have you thought about everything? This is a matter of life and death, and there must be no mistakes..."

"Why do you talk so much? It's not your own father."

Kang Tianzhen flattened his lips, "It's Song Wenyuan's biological father, so what's the difference between that and my biological father? Smile, you can't be dismissive just because he's not my biological father. Uncle Song is very important to Song Wenyuan..."

"Take a break, you," Wang Sanxiao glanced at him angrily, strode forward, and kicked the closed iron door in front of him.

The military leather boots kicked on the iron door with a loud sound, and the small door opened in response, and a lot of dust shook off the mottled wall. Kang Tianzhen coughed while covering his mouth and nose, looked inside the door, and was suddenly stunned.

I saw a few old men sitting on the floor in a small room, eating roast duck and drinking Laobaigan. The man facing the small door was holding a duck head in his left hand, and was bringing a wine glass to his mouth in his right hand. They all froze.

——If it wasn’t Song Qiang, who could it be?

Song Wenyuan's face darkened in an instant, he stared at the man who was eating and drinking in front of him, his lips were tightly pressed, and he clenched his back teeth tightly, without saying a word.

Hong Yang yelled in dismay, "Uncle Song, are you crazy!!!"

Song Qiang obviously didn't expect that they would arrive two hours earlier. He stared at the large group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze.

"This is... self-directed and self-acted?" Kang Tian frowned in disbelief, and murmured, "How could this be?" He turned his head to look at Song Wenyuan, only to see his face livid, his lips trembling, and his eyes full of tears. Heartbreaking grief.

Hong Yang rushed up, snatched the wine glass from Song Qiang's hand, slammed it on the ground, and roared among the debris, "You! You are too much! Do you know how nervous Wen Yuan is? Do you know how much others care about you? Do you know how everyone spends this day? Haven’t you considered our day’s fear and Wen Yuan’s exhaustion this day? Uncle Song, you...how could you be like this? "

Song Qiang looked up at the group of people, his mind went blank, and he let out a monotonous "ah".

Song Wenyuan held the safe tightly, glanced at him indifferently, turned around, and walked out of the room.

"Hey...Song Wenyuan," Kang Tianzhen rushed out and grabbed his arm, "Song Wenyuan, you... calm down."

Song Wenyuan said hoarsely, "I'm very calm."

Seeing Song Wenyuan leave, Song Qiang felt the pressure in his heart eased. He stood up, grabbed the duck head and took another bite, and said to Hong Yang, "Xiaoyang, this is a misunderstanding..."

"What misunderstanding?" Hong Yang said painfully, "Do you know what you did? You played us around, Uncle Song, did you take Wen Yuan as your own son? The last bit of attachment to you is gone, you know?"

"How could it be so serious..." Song Qiang said shyly, chased out of the room, looked at Song Wenyuan's thin back in front of him, and called out, "That... son."

Song Wenyuan stopped in his tracks without turning his head, and said flatly, "We will no longer be father and son, and you and I...sever the relationship between father and son."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Qiang was furious, "I have raised you for so many years, you are a wolf-hearted little bastard, you dare to challenge me when your wings are stiff..."

Hong Yang said angrily, "Shut up, you think he's not angry enough?"

"Yes, you have raised me for so many years, haha, so many years..." Song Wenyuan looked up to the sky, laughed wildly for a long time, and lowered his voice, "I am 22 years old, and at the price of 100 million a year, it is 2.2 million yuan .”

Song Qiang was stunned, "What did you say?"

"I'll have someone transfer 2.2 million to your account to buy out the 22 years of nurturing," Song Wenyuan said indifferently, "From then on, we are no longer father and son."

After all, he strode out.

"Hey, do you want to think about it again?" Kang Tianzhen chased him out, "Song Wenyuan, you are too impulsive, the love between father and son can't be bought out, don't mess around..."

The two walked out of the dark and cramped unfinished building, with the late autumn sun shining on them, Song Wenyuan raised his head, looked at the blue and lofty sky, and did not speak for a long time.

Kang Tianzhen looked at him sadly, "Song Wenyuan, don't be too sad, Uncle Song may have some difficulties in this matter."

"I won't trust him anymore," Song Wenyuan said as he rubbed his hair and stepped into the car.

Kang Tianzhen followed him into the car and was about to speak when he was suddenly embraced by Song Wenyuan and hugged him tightly. He stretched out his arms around Song Wenyuan's waist, felt tears falling on his shoulders, and couldn't hold back his eyes A burst of sourness.

Song Wenyuan was trembling all over, it was the pain of being betrayed by a close relative, as if piercing to the heart.

In the unfinished building, watching his son's back go away, Song Qiang spat, and stepped up to catch up, when suddenly an arm blocked him in front of him, turned his head, and saw a young man biting a cigar, his face There was a faint smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

A strange sense of fear rose in my heart, and I said angrily, "Good dogs don't get in the way!"

"Then I'm not a good dog," Wang Sanxiao said lazily. He glanced indifferently at the "kidnappers" who had been controlled by the bodyguards, and chuckled, "Kidnapping for extortion, contempt for the law, how old are you?" I still want to go to prison to eat in prison, but my ambition is really lofty."

Song Qiang took a step back, "What do you mean?"

"Dare to play the game of kidnapping, do you think the police are shit eaters?" Wang San laughed and sneered, and walked out. Song Qiang was about to leave when suddenly two thick and thick bodyguards pounced on him and tightly controlled him. .

Hearing the yelling and cursing behind him, Wang San glanced at it with a smile, and said calmly to the bodyguard beside him, "Go and ask Song Wenyuan how he plans to deal with it."

The bodyguard tapped on the car window twice, "Mr. Song, what should San Shao ask you to do with your father?"

Song Wenyuan closed his eyes and said indifferently, "Leave it to the police."

"It can't be like this!" Kang Tianzhen exclaimed, "He is your father!"

"From now on, he won't be anymore," Song Wenyuan said indifferently.

Kang Tian was heartbroken, he hugged Song Wenyuan tightly, the mother who ran away from home, the father who was cheated, he couldn't imagine what this person's youth must have been like, and he couldn't understand why someone could treat his own son so cruelly. He obviously has both parents, yet he lives like an orphan.