One Hundred Ways the Uncle Collapsed

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"It seems that you, Master Atobe, are not that important to your parents. You have been missing for three days and even the police haven't alerted you." The man frowned and sighed vaguely. My son doesn't care too much."

"Isn't that arrest for nothing?" The vicious kidnapper became anxious when he heard this.

The tall and thin man stretched out his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "What nonsense?"

"..." Mr. turned around, his eyes fell on the unmoving child on the ground, from the hair to the body to the ankle.

In the end it fell into the hands of the child.

"Pull out his nails and send them back."

The tall, thin man and the fierce man were a little stunned, and stared at Mr. This man looked kind on the surface, but he was even more cruel than them all.

"What? Do you want me to do it?"

"No no no!"

The two shook their heads, pulled out a pliers from the room, and approached slowly.

Weng Jing was right next to her, but she was powerless. She reached out to stop her, but she still watched the kidnapper use the rusty iron tongs to penetrate her body and pull out the little boy's fingernails.

With flesh and blood.

The young boy's face was pale, his body trembled violently, and he struggled, but he still couldn't escape.

One after another……

She wanted to show up to try to scare these people away, but the moment she thought about it, she felt a transparent membrane around her that imprisoned her in the air.

Pounding the membrane hard, she even felt the pain from her fist.

She looked at Keigo Atobe, who was screaming, rolling all over the ground, with a messy little face, and wanted to pounce on him, but he still missed by a hair.

"No, don't! Please, don't!"

stop!Let him go... please.

Who can save Jingwu!

Please, please.

save him!

Kneeling powerlessly on the ground, Weng Jing felt such powerless for the first time.

Everything in front of me is blurred, I can't see clearly, I can't hear.

One after another, inexplicable pictures flashed in her mind, and the pain in her mind was severe. This pain was connected to the soul, pulling hard, tearing her body.

Why did I see a little girl?

Why is this little girl going through the same thing as Kyunggo?

Who is she?

Who is it?

"Boom—"

There was an unknown loud noise, and Weng Jing passed out.

Tezuka Kuniichi, an old buddy of the judo coach at the police station, was contacted to help search for the whereabouts of his precious grandson, but he was struggling.

The surveillance at the entrance of the amusement park is facing the street, but the location where Keigo Atobe is kidnapped is at a blind spot of the surveillance probe, and the scene of the two talking and the man's face are just blocked.

The night was dark, and what the surveillance camera took was just a blurry license plate.

Little progress has been made.

The family is waiting for news from Police Officer Tezuka in the living room. Mrs. Atobe's face is full of impatience, but the president of Atobe is waiting in place.

"Master! Master!" The old butler rushed in holding a box, his face was full of shock and anger.

"What's the matter? Is there any news about Jingwu?" Grandpa Atobe stood up and came out from behind the desk.

"No, no..." The old housekeeper stopped in front of him, hesitated to speak, and handed the box in his hand forward, "You, look..."

The hand holding the box trembled badly.

Grandpa Atobe's heart trembled, and a bad premonition arose. He walked forward slowly and took the box.

After just one glance, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted to the ground.

"master!"

"Father!" Atobe Jianichi was also startled, and quickly jumped up to support his father. When he looked around, he was also frightened.

In that dirty box, ten bloody fingernails were shocking.

"What's wrong with father?" Mrs. Atobe stepped forward and asked, looking into the bloodshot eyes of Grandpa Atobe.

Atobe's grandfather grabbed the box and slammed it on the woman's face: "Look at the good deeds you have done!! You are only willing to die after Jingwu dies, right?"

The bloody nails all fell on the face at once, and Mrs. Atobe screamed out of fright, and her beautiful face turned pale.

Looking tremblingly at the scattered nails under her feet, she said in a trembling voice, "No, no, I'm not!" She wanted revenge at first, but she didn't think about taking Keigo Atobe's life.

"If there is anything wrong with Jingwu, let me tell you, I have a way for you to accompany him!!"

Mrs. Atobe was shocked, raised her head and said, "No! You don't have that right!"

"So you have the right to throw Keigo away?" Grandfather Atobe stood up straight with Michael's support, "You'd better pray that Keigo is okay, or I will do what I say."

"Let's go to the country."

The two turned around and left Atobe house briskly.

Mrs. Atobe suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Seeing one standing in the middle, Atobe looked left and right, and finally turned around and followed his father to catch up.

……

Weng Jing woke up from the faint, only to feel a severe pain in her head. She vaguely remembered the flashing picture before, but couldn't recognize it correctly.

She opened her eyes and saw Keigo Atobe lying on the ground without moving.A small face was extremely dirty, and the golden hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the face, and the face was pale and bloodless.

The hands were treated simply, but they were too rough, and the blood did not stop.

How can it go on like this?Excessive blood loss can also cause death.

【system!system!System, come out to me! 】

[Hello player, is there anything I can help you with? 】

[Stop the bleeding for him!Hurry up and heal him! ! !Didn't you see what happened to him! ! ! 】

【Sorry, you...】

[I just stopped his bleeding, I didn't interfere in anything!And even if I want to intervene, you won't stop me? 】

[You need to pay 20 points. 】

She originally had 130 points left, spent 80 to come to this world, and still has 50 points left, which is enough.

【Pay! 】

【Ding--】

[Successful exchange——]

The blood on the boy's hand stopped instantly, and his complexion also improved a lot.

The granulation sprouted on the finger that was pulled out, obviously the healing effect was good.

Weng Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is no danger of life for the time being, but it is really unrealistic for the young boy to escape from this place in the current situation.

Forced to be tied to Keigo Atobe by the system, she couldn't go out to deliver the news.

She can only pray that the old man who loves the little boy can bring someone to rescue him as soon as possible.

Although I know that Keigo Atobe will be fine in the end and will grow up.

But she no longer wanted to see Atobe suffer.

60.14

Atobe's grandfather didn't know how long it had been since he received the box of bloody nails, he could no longer tell the difference between day and night, and there was only one thought left in his mind, to save his grandson.

He wants to see his Jingwu.

Seeing his friend's uncomfortable expression, Tezuka Kuniichi hesitated to speak, he is not a character who is good at comforting others, he opened and closed his mouth for a long time, and choked out a sentence.

"Calm down, the boys under him are working hard, there will be good news."

The old man Atobe bent over, resting his elbows on his knees, and resting his forehead on his hands, his expression hidden in the shadows: "I can't calm down, I really don't know...I..."

Tezuka Kuniichi stretched out his hand and patted his old friend's shoulder, the strength in his hand was still the same as before: "I'm sorry I can't fully understand your mood, but I'm no less worried than you. Calm down, your calmness It is the most powerful help we can find our children."

The old man Atobe suffered from pain, hissed, and smiled wryly: "Your hands are as strong as back then."

"You didn't come to the police station just to complain, did you?" Tezuka Kuniichi put the teacup in his hand in front of Mr. Atobe, "What did you find?"

"..." The expression on the face of the old man Atobe changed instantly, and strong sternness and sternness appeared in his deep eyes, "I probably found that some people who don't have long eyes feel that their lives are long."

"Say!"

Atobe's grandfather turned his head and asked the old housekeeper to bring over a stack of documents.

Because his grandson was kidnapped, Atobe's grandfather couldn't care about many matters of the company at all, so he could only leave it to his son to handle.

Today, a confidant director called and told him that a lot of recent orders in the company had been taken away by another company, and the young director didn't seem to realize it at all.

The worry in the words made him suddenly realize that something was wrong.

Why is it such a coincidence, as if knowing that he has no time to be distracted, so he took the opportunity to sweep over and plunder Atobe Securities' resources that were originally a sure thing to win.

"More specifically?"

"it's here."

Tezuka Kuniichi took the stack of documents from the hands of the old man Atobe, feeling heavy in his heart. At this moment when there was no progress, this stack of documents was the last chance they could seize.

Tezuka Kuniichi said: "This time there is a turning point. Kudo is back. He went to the United States some time ago and followed the FBI. I believe he will be able to solve this kidnapping case in a short time."

The old man Atobe's eyes lit up, he leaned forward, and gripped the armrest tightly: "Really?"

He had heard about the young police officer's deeds and had a good resume. He had been known as a detective since high school.

During the two years in between, it is said that it was because of family reasons that he went abroad. After returning from university, he studied at a university directly under the police station, successfully entered the police station, and became a core figure.

There is no case in this world that he can't solve.

Kudo Shinichi entered the door, with a straight police uniform and sword eyebrows. He has been in the police station for so long, but he has experienced a lot.

"Hello Kudo-kun, please." The old man Atobe stood up, bent slightly, and said solemnly.

"Senior Atobe, what you say is serious, what juniors should do