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"What's going on? Where's the person?" Yu Jun kicked the weeds in front of him, not in a good mood.

It was agreed to come to pick up the young but powerful head of the Bu family, and the Ye family boy who is now regarded as a baby by the top, but when he went to the place, he didn't see any ghosts, not to mention people.

"Squad leader!" A voice came from not far away.

When Yu Jun heard this, his brows furrowed.

He knew the people under him very well, and they all knew what to fart when they pouted. This tone usually meant two words - trouble.

The elite squad leader of the special police passed by cursingly: "What's the matter!"

Xiao Bing stared at the traces on the ground, and said in embarrassment: "Look at this..."

Footprints were messed up on the already bald ground. Yu Jun squatted down and touched his fingers lightly. The red liquid on his fingers hadn't completely solidified, and there was a bit of a fishy smell.

He looked around and let out a low "Fuck".

Ye Yao struggled without a trace, the rope buckle tied to his hands remained motionless.

He sighed silently and gave up struggling.

There is only the almost inaudible sound of the car engine in his ears, and the sound insulation performance of the windows and bodywork is very good, which prevents him from judging the route based on the sound.Ye Yao slightly raised his head and leaned on the car seat, feeling the vaguely familiar aura surrounding him

The step weight is still there.

This is the reason why he can still consider the situation with peace of mind at the moment.

He restrained his urge to reach out and touch the body temperature, and curled up his fingers.

It's strange, maybe knowing that the last moment has come, the previous nervousness, panic and anxiety evaporated and disappeared like rolling on a hot pot.Whether the ending is good or bad, as long as you are with this person, it is not terrible at all.

As soon as his mind relaxed, the long-lost laziness swept over him instantly. Ye Yao felt like he was basking in the warm sun by the beach. He paralyzed a little, and gropingly leaned his head on Bu Zhong's body.

The man's muscles stiffened, and he reacted immediately, leaning slightly to make him lean more comfortably.

Ye Yao smacked his lips, and turned his face towards the direction he thought the person should be sitting: "Since you didn't block me, I will assume that you are allowed to chat."

The car was still silent, as if nothing else existed except the two of them.

Ye Yao didn't take it seriously, and continued: "The driver? Xiao Li? Are you there? It's all over, let's tell the truth, when did you come undercover? It's not short to be my private driver. Oh, it's rare, I didn't find any flaws in you."

"..."

"Let's go back, sir, you have brought us to this point, it's not too much to talk to me."

"..."

"I have no other advantages as a person, but I am patient. You also know that those of us who are engaged in scientific research spend dozens of hours in the laboratory. You must not be able to bear the exhaustion of patience with me. Don't hide it and be honest with each other. Be open and honest."

"..."

"Xiao Li? Li? Are you here? If you are here, squeak—"

"To shut up!"

Finally, someone in the car couldn't help it anymore, and spoke viciously.

Ye Yao's eyes were dark, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Whose voice... Sorry, 'Xiao Li' is too taciturn in Mr. Bu, and I still can't remember what he looks like and what he talks about." what sound."

There was a movement in front of him, and the light in front of Ye Yao was slightly blocked - someone sat down in front of him.

"Is it 'Xiao Li'?" Ye Yao seemed to be a little more energetic and sat up straighter.

"Mr. Ye." The male voice he didn't know very well in his memory sounded helpless, "You are already in our hands, why bother to annoy me like this, it's not good for you."

This calm and even gentle tone, as if he was not the murderer who threatened people to tie him up with a pistol a moment ago, but like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, talking heart-to-heart.

Ye Yao couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the expression on his smiling face when he was threatening him with the step weight.

But these thoughts just flashed in his mind, there was nothing strange on his face, and he sighed softly: "I'm sorry, but I can't see or move now, it's really boring--please bear with me , Just treat it as a chat with me, thinking that your boss has spent so much energy and effort to get me here, and you don't want me to be tossed out of depression before I reach the destination."

He sighed again: "When I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to say anything, for fear of disturbing your boss."

This is a naive and blatant threat.

The other side was silent for a moment.

Ye Yao waited for "Xiao Li"'s answer with his ears pricked up.

However, before we could wait, someone else jumped out: "You are so fucking dishonest in our hands! Dare to talk like that to our brother Li, be careful——"

The second half of the sentence came to an abrupt end.

Ye Yao turned to the side, heard a muffled low reprimand, and then the breathless voice stopped.

Ye Yao let go of the slightly raised heart, and silently said it was a pity.

Originally talking to the "driver" was just a trial, but it was just to pass the time if there was no result. I didn't expect that the other party actually planned to sit down and have a good talk with him.

This is abnormal.

But there is also a younger brother who is not very obedient.

But "Xiao Li" reacted quickly and sensitively, and cut off the conversation without saying a word, and it was basically impossible to ask any questions later.

Forget it.

Ye Yao sighed softly in his heart.

"Mr. Ye is disappointed?"

Ye Yao snorted and said, "How can it be? It's just that you interrupted me after a lively one, which is boring."

He changed his posture, a little lazy and didn't want to talk.

"Xiao Li" said, "Mr. Ye doesn't want to talk anymore?"

Ye Yao: "I don't want to."

"Xiao Li" laughed: "Then you should have a good rest, and recall your research in Tianheng by the way, so as not to 'don't want to say anything' in front of the boss."

Ye Yao was gagged by him, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

The other party sent such a person with both civil and military skills to rob people. It really cost a lot of money. He reckoned that this person's status in the local area should not be low.Although he couldn't get the words out, it put another layer on his vigilance - it's hard to deal with, so be careful.

As he pondered in his mind, his hand was gently pinched by Bu Zhong who had not spoken.

Ye Yao's heart skipped a beat.

Buzhong... Could it be that he discovered something?

He moved closer to the man calmly, and after a while, he felt the man's slender fingertips land on the back of his hand

One vertical, one vertical, one fold...

Before he could finish writing, the car suddenly braked suddenly, Ye Yao rushed forward, and was strangled back to the chair by the safety belt.

"Xiao Li" said softly and kindly: "Mr. Ye, we're here."

"Please get off."

"Did you find anyone?" Yang Zheng walked in with a big stride.

"minister!"

The young man wearing glasses raised his head from the screen, and stammered: "The mobile phone that hasn't been located...is in place, and their current location...I'm working hard!"

Yang Zhengyi frowned twice, and couldn't help it: "Where did you come from, you haven't graduated from university yet!"

The anger in his heart was aggravated by this stunned young man: "If you don't find two reliable people for such a big matter... It's been a night! You don't know where he is until now! Let me tell you that if those two ancestors find If it’s less than your month, no, don’t even ask for this year’s bonus!"

A group of people watched him silently.

In the end, his secretary who had been with him for many years stepped forward: "Don't be angry..."

He gave Yang Zhengyi a hand: "Look at this."

Yang Zhengyi was taken to a corner with a stinky face: "Say something quickly, what are you doing mysteriously—"

"This is?" He caught a glimpse of the screen handed to him by the secretary, and stopped talking.

"A few days ago, you told us to sort out all the relationships around Mr. Ye, that's it." The secretary's face was not very good-looking, "but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Yang Zhengyi frowned tightly.

After a while, he took a deep breath: "Call Master, get ready..."

When the order came to his lips, he hesitated for a moment, and the sense of absurdity in his heart grew like a spring breeze.

--How could it be him? !

Ye Yao covered the light for a long time before slowly lowering his hand.

The blur in front of my eyes gradually receded, and what came into my sight was an empty white wall.

He was in a coma for a while before he was sent here, presumably because he was afraid that he would remember the place and give him some medicine.

Facing the spherical room that looks like the place where aliens are locked up in science fiction films, Ye Yao didn't know what to say for a while.

What about furniture?What about decorations?

"No matter how bad the doors and windows are, you have to leave one for me..." Ye Yao murmured, "I'm too thorough as a turtle locked in a urn."

"Mr. Ye."

There was a sudden buzzing sound in the room.

It's a male voice, and the mechanical tone of the flat panel can't be heard, which has obviously been processed.

Ye Yao was startled, only to realize that it should be coming from a speaker that was buried somewhere.

He moved his untied hands and feet: "Give me a glass of water?"

He touched his dry throat: "Being tossed by you all the way, I haven't eaten for almost a day."

Sleeping is even more of a luxury.

Ye Yao never thought that chasing a man behind the scenes would lead to such a series. Before last night, he thought that going to a pier to check the results would be over.

"It's because I didn't think carefully." The voice said, within 2 minutes, a small door opened in the corner, and a small car tinkled to him with a cup of tea.

The precautions were really strict, and he was determined not to give him a chance to escape.

Ye Yao glanced around while drinking tea, his heart sank.

He put down the cup: "How about the step weight?"

The mechanical voice laughed, and the cold and hoarse voice sounded inexplicably malicious.

"It depends on you, Mr. Ye." The man said slowly, "When can you give me the materials of the laboratory, and when can I see your Mr. Bu."

"By the way, I heard that Mr. Bu admitted in front of others that the future Bu family has your share?"

The man smiled strangely and said, "It's such a good relationship. No wonder Mr. Bu refused to let you go when he separated from you."

The calmness on Ye Yao's face dissipated immediately, and his tone was frighteningly cold: "What did you do to him?"

"Don't be nervous, you are a distinguished guest, so naturally we won't do anything to your 'friend'."

The tone of those two words was accentuated, making them look charming and weird, with a sense of oppression that was not obvious and hard to ignore.

The arc of Ye Yao's lips was cold and sarcastic.

The man continued to coax: "As long as you tell me everything I want to know, I promise you and Mr. Bu can go back safely."