Ye Zhentian strode into the living room and asked. His aura was cold, but there was a hint of nervousness and worry in his eyes. He no longer had his usual composure.
âMr. Ye, I can also take out 200 million, but I still havenât found any information about the kidnappers.â Song Jiaren sat on the sofa dejectedly. She rubbed her temples with her injured hand.
Ye Zhentian frowned when he heard that.
Yan Cheng coughed twice. He supported himself on the sofa and said, âDonât be anxious. At this time, only calmness can solve the problem.â
Only then did Ye Zhentian notice Yan Cheng. He nodded slightly at Yan Cheng.
Song Jiaren looked at Yan Cheng deeply and slowly calmed down. Yan Cheng also looked at her and walked to her side to hold her injured hand.
At this moment, Officer Wu walked to Song Jiarenâs side. He said respectfully, âMiss Song, can we see the video the kidnapper sent you just now? There seems to be another sound inside. Maybe we can find where the kidnapper is.â
Song Jiaren hesitated for a second before breaking free of Yan Chengâs hand and handing the phone to the police. She said solemnly, âThe fewer people who watch this video, the better. I donât want it to be leaked.â
Officer Wu took the phone and said seriously, âDonât worry, Miss Song.â
Ye Zhentian looked confused. He followed Officer Wu to the police monitoring team.
Song Jiaren looked at Yan Cheng and said with a smile, âMaster Cheng, arenât you going to help me? I feel like you donât seem to be of any help to me. Your hands are so cold, so you should hurry back lest you freeze.â
Yan Cheng laughed. He met Song Jiarenâs gaze and said slowly, âI will help you. Donât worry about my body. Donât worry.â
Song Jiaren wanted to retort, but suddenly, there was a bang from the police monitoring team. Song Jiaren suddenly stood up with a look of frustration in her eyes. She quickly ran over.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ye Zhentianâs eyes were red. He snatched the phone and threw it on the ground. The video on the phone filled his heart with anger. The kidnappers actually dared to treat Meiyu like this. He wished he could kill them!
Officer Wu looked at Ye Zhentian angrily and said coldly, âPlease calm down. Do you want to save the hostage or not?!â
Officer Wu picked up the broken phone and handed it to the police officer beside. He said in a low voice, âGive it to the technical department and see if they can extract the video inside.â
Ye Zhentian grabbed Officer Wuâs collar and roared, âHow dare you!â
Song Jiaren rushed over and slapped Ye Zhentian. She said coldly, âYe Zhentian, do you care about my motherâs safety or my motherâs reputation? Donât make me look down on you!â
Ye Zhentian took two steps back and lowered his head. âI just feel that Meiyu definitely doesnât want to be insulted like thisâ¦â
Song Jiaren snorted and frowned as she looked at Officer Wu. âCan the video on the phone be restored?â
Officer Wu shook his head and sighed. âI donât know. Even if it could be fixed, it would take at least two hours.â
Wen Qing was beside Yan Cheng. He walked to Song Jiaren and said, âThe kidnapper might be a fugitive.â
Song Jiaren turned to look at him and asked in confusion, âWhat do you mean?â
âA month ago, there was a riot in the Northwest Prison. Two criminals took the opportunity to escape. We havenât caught them yet. I suspect that these two fugitives are the kidnappers.â Yan Cheng took out two A4 papers and handed them to Song Jiaren. On them were the photos and identity information of the two fugitives.