as long as you love

Under the young man's slightly hateful eyes, the old man's expression remained calm: "What do you think?"

There was no trace of emotion on Huayuru's tight lips, and his clenched fists were finally loosened. He turned around and left quickly, and asked the other end of the phone: "Where are you?..."

After the figure of the young man disappeared from sight, the old man also frowned, and he clenched his hands tightly, with bony veins and wrinkles clinging to the weather-beaten hands.After a while, one of these hands stretched out and pressed the shortcut call button of the landline on the table.

"Jing Chen... go and find out what happened."

In fact, he could guess a little bit.After all... He looked in the direction where his parents and grandchildren left... There are not many things that can change the color of this child.

Lu's old house.

A group of people gathered around a computer looking forward and worried.

An ordinary-looking young man quickly moved a series of codes in his notebook.

That was Hua Shao's most skilled technician.

Hua Yuru sat on the sofa guest chair, crossed his hands in front of his chest, his face was tense, waiting for the result.

"Hua Shao, would you like some water?" A man in a suit came over with a glass of water and asked him.

Huayu Confucianism shook his head.

These people are "assistants" raised by him since he was a child. Basically, they have their own abilities, and they can be of great use in some special affairs.

It is now basically confirmed that Hua Qi was hijacked or kidnapped during the time when Hua Qi left Lu's hometown at 6:6pm and when the driver and Jiang Du came to pick him up at [-]:[-]pm.

Although the old man is suspicious, it cannot be ruled out that the opponent did it.In that case, the opponent's purpose will be unpredictable.

Several subordinates had never seen their own Hua Shao pay such attention and attention to anything. They all tensed up and worked hard to show their value.

After a while, the technical man stopped typing on the keyboard, and several people who were staring at the screen also turned around, disheveled.

"Hua Shao," the technical man said, "I have checked all the surrounding points, and there is no sign of the young master, and no suspicious persons have been found."

Huayuru changed his posture, put his elbows on his knees, folded his hands, and subconsciously turned the plain ring in his hands.He nodded for them to continue.

"In this way," said the analyst among the group, "the other party is good at hiding, and is very familiar with this area, and knows all the monitoring points. The timing and location are just right, which requires monitoring and spotting—the other party is more than One, and most likely followed for a long time before."

"Therefore, the other party must be a professional team to commit the crime."

As a logical reasoner who is an elite in solving crimes, he specifically pointed out this point, which shows that this clue is very valuable and directional.

Since the other party has worked so hard and came with a purpose, it at least shows:

"—The young master should not be in danger of his life right now."

When the Huayu Confucian team got nothing.

Linhai, a dilapidated factory warehouse.

"Boss, how long are we going to stay here with this kid?" A man in an army green coat wrapped his clothes tightly around his body and asked the person who was smoking on the sofa at the other end.

The other Bancuntou standing against the wall also glanced over when he heard this.

The person on the sofa took a puff of the cigarette, the smoke rose, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, you can do things with money, and you won't be able to stop your mouth."

The army green overcoat raised his hands and muttered again: "This damn weather is so cold..."

The smoking man glanced over, and the army green coat obediently shut his mouth.

"Boom." In the next second, a large iron bucket fell to the ground and rolled towards the army green coat from the direction of the smoking man.

"Fuck, boss, you can't do it." The army green coat jumped up bluffing.

The face of the boss here changed. He flicked the cigarette butt and was about to turn around when something pinned him to the waist.Instinctively raised his hands.

The other two, who were blocked by the iron bucket and attracted their attention, finally came to their senses, squatting on the ground and rolling over, trying to escape under cover, but were hit by two bullets one by one in the calf.The rushing people quickly suppressed them.

The person who came was naturally not the police.

The leader was a young man in a crescent-colored jacket. He had a thin scar on his face near the right ear, but it didn't affect the amiability of this face at all.

He blew the smoke from the gun with his mouth, and muttered with some disgust: "No matter how well the 46 tube is made, it still doesn't feel like a real gun."

The two people who were hit by the steel ball choked up a mouthful of old blood.

The person who brought them controlled the situation, and the two searchers came back to report, "Boss, we found Master Qi in the inner room."

Hua Mingcheng was wondering why he didn't bring people here, and a bad premonition flashed vigilantly in his heart:

"What's up with him?"

The two hesitated and didn't speak.Hua Mingcheng stopped talking and walked quickly inside.

In a room with curtains drawn, the boy was lying in the middle of the house with his eyes closed.

On the ground was a rope that had been untied. It was obvious that the boy had been tied up before.

Hua Mingcheng stepped forward to check, and asked the person who was checking, "What's wrong with him?"

"Maybe he inhaled too much gas anesthetic." The man in black was not very sure.

Hua Mingcheng grabbed the boy's hand and examined it. There were bruises and strangle marks on it, and some places were still oozing blood.And there are such scars on his neck, on his body... Hua Mingcheng looked at the unlined clothes on the young man's body, maybe there are also.

"Damn it!!!" Hua Mingcheng picked up the boy first, turned around and went out. When he passed by the tied criminals, he handed the boy to the people next to him to hold him, kicked each of them hard, and punched him in the face A few punches.

The person who was beaten was tied tightly and had something stuffed in his mouth, so he could only whine.The army green coat fell to the ground and rolled from side to side.It hurts like hell.

Several subordinates were stunned, not knowing whether they should stop it or not.

"Boss??"

Hua Mingcheng didn't intend to kill him here, he finally rubbed his hands, took off his coat, covered the young man, took him over, and said a word to his subordinates:

"Send them to the bureau, and don't let them out within five years."

A few small leaders can still do this.He immediately responded loudly:

"Yes! Boss."

They were uniformly dressed in black leather clothes, their movements were capable and well-trained, but they muttered excitedly in their hearts: Wow, wow, the boss is actually angry, really angry.It's been a long time.After I go back, I will have something to talk to my brothers about.

When Hua Qi woke up, he was lying on a big comfortable bed.

It hurts all over.

My head was dizzy, like the dizziness and discomfort of having a bad cold and a fever reaching 40 degrees.

In fact, he did have a fever, as evidenced by the movement of his hand and the hanging bottle beside the bed.

He vaguely remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, but he didn't have much memory.He didn't even see anyone, and was stunned by the protruding mask-like thing.

What happened, where are you now?

Hua Qi came to the window holding the hanging bottle, and saw the gray skyline, the neat lawn with no one in it, and the scattered evergreen shrubs.

This is a garden villa.A garden villa that I have never been to before.

The clothes on her body have been changed, and her mobile phone is not with her.

Realizing this, Hua Qi suddenly felt panic, a panic far away from the original world.

Fortunately, the door opened at this time, and a person he was familiar with walked in.

"Mingcheng...brother?"

Hua Mingcheng was also surprised, and then smiled: "Are you awake?"

Hua Qi was a little dissatisfied with the other party's attitude of not explaining, he said hoarsely: "Where is this?"

Hua Mingcheng sat down on an armchair and put his hands behind his head: "This is my villa in Mingdao." He smiled and said, "Many people don't know that this is a property under my name." Woolen cloth."

The latter words intensified Hua Qi's uneasiness.He remembered what his brother had told him about Hua Mingcheng before, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "You tied me here?"

"..." Hua Mingcheng raised his eyebrows, his expression was a little strange, but he was noncommittal.

"what do you want?"

Seeing the serious negotiating face of the boy frowning, Hua Mingcheng smiled, walked over and touched his face that was flushed with fever, "I'll talk to your brother about this, you should take care of yourself first."

As soon as the hand touched it, the boy avoided it. The other party's expression was not well controlled, and the disgust in his eyes was fully revealed.

Hua Mingcheng was a little hurt: "I always thought we were at least friends, so we weren't?"

On that afternoon many years ago, the intimate conversation, the heart-to-heart conversation... He thought that at least he would have some weight in the other party's heart...

Is it because you are self-indulgent?hehe……

Actually not.It's just that in Hua Qi's heart, no one can compare to that person: "You use me to threaten my brother, and you still want me to treat you as a friend??"

What's the point? ?

He hates this man.

All those who are not good for my brother.

No matter who it is, he can give up.

What's more, it's just a hawthorn ice cream in memory.