The art of controlling the house

Chapter 18 is just up there
Wang Xiaoxia: "I don't know either, maybe the kidnappers carried a shielding device..."

"Damn it, the kidnappers are getting more and more cunning!" Cao Dahua then shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Group three, group four, plan C is cancelled, immediately go down the mountain and arrest people! Notify the vehicles guarding the scenic area and dispatch immediately , the target is a motorcycle with a black travel bag on it!"

Finally, he said, "Ni Ni, how is your situation?"

"The target person is still on the heroic soul platform."

Cao Dahua: "I will inform Sister Cheng, don't talk too much to that kid, let him go down as soon as possible. You are all ready to take him down directly under the heroic soul stage!"

"Yes, boss!"

……

Heroic soul stage.

The middle-aged woman sat slumped at the place where the money was lost and cried bitterly. To her, it didn't matter whether the money was rich or not, and it didn't matter whether the kidnappers could be caught.

"Auntie, don't just cry... who was the one who ran away on the motorcycle just now..." Zhang Yu said with concern.

"Woooo..." The middle-aged woman was still crying, and said with a choked voice: "It's the kidnapper who kidnapped my daughter... Her father left early, and we, mother and daughter, have always been dependent on each other... Woo... Don't worry...if she has something good or bad, how can I live..."

"Kidnapper!" Zhang Yu pretended to be surprised, and said, "You mean, your daughter was kidnapped, and the bag you threw down just now contained ransom money... You are too stupid to do this, how can you trust the kidnappers?" If so... how about law and order... have you reported the crime..."

"I..." Just as the middle-aged woman was about to answer, a small voice suddenly sounded in the earphones—"I dare not report the crime, don't talk to him, and come down as soon as possible."

"I didn't dare to report the crime..." the middle-aged woman cried.

"No...how can we not report this kind of thing..." Zhang Yu said eagerly.

There are more than a dozen war policemen hiding here, and they say they haven't reported the crime, so is there still trust between people?

"I...the kidnapper said...if I dare to report the crime, I will kill my daughter...the kidnapper has left now...I...I want to go home..." The middle-aged woman was about to stand up while supporting herself .

"I'll help you..." Zhang Yu helped the middle-aged woman up, wondering how to tell the police what he saw earlier.The place where the kidnapper hid the bag is invisible to the naked eye, so I can't tell others. I have the eyes of the sky, so I won't be sent to the scientific research center.

But if you don't tell the police, how to solve the case, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the charges of your own kidnapping accomplice.

He helped the middle-aged woman down the steps to the Heroic Soul Terrace. With the effect of the sky eye, he could see that the long legs were still hidden in their original places, but there were six people hiding behind the tree at the bottom of the steps.

Being so close to the police also made him extremely nervous.When the two reached the bottom, the phone in Cheng Yumei's right hand suddenly vibrated, "Buzz buzz..."

She was about to answer in a hurry, but when she mentioned it, she seemed to think of something, and quickly pulled out her left arm supported by Zhang Yu, and used her left hand to answer the phone, "Hello..."

"We have received the money, and your behavior is very good. We have decided to release your daughter." A man's voice rang through the phone.

"Thank you, thank you..." the middle-aged woman said excitedly.

"Don't thank me in a hurry, I still have something to tell you. We have more brothers, and this 2 million seems a bit insufficient, so I want to let you ask for another 1 million. Don't worry, this is the last 1 million!"

"What... I don't have that much money, I managed to get the 2 million together... Please let my daughter go..."

"What I said is not counted. I will give you one night and prepare 1 million for us. Tomorrow at 1 o'clock at noon, go to the first floor of Qianda Plaza and wait for my call. The same sentence, if you dare to report the crime, you dare to play Don't blame us for tearing up the ticket! This is the last [-] million, we will release him immediately after taking the money!"

The voice settled down, and the phone was hung up.

"I'm out of money... Hey, hey... woo woo..." The middle-aged woman continued to talk, but when she realized that she had hung up, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Auntie, what happened again?" Zhang Yu asked with concern.

"It was the kidnapper who called... and asked me to ask for 1 million... I really have no money... woo woo... Even if I sell the house, it is impossible to get the money so quickly..." the middle-aged woman cried .

"These kidnappers are really abominable..." Zhang Yuyi was filled with indignation, but before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his arm and was almost twisted off.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Yu cried out in pain, only to feel that his arm was almost broken.Following the sound of footsteps, someone came up from behind and pinned him tightly.

"Misunderstanding, I am a good person!"

……

Fenglin Decoration Company.

Mr. Feng was sitting outside with three female employees waiting for Uncle Zhao's arrival.In Wang Kainan's words, the decoration cost of 40 yuan is considered a big business for a small company like them, which makes Mr. Feng unavoidably a little anxious and uneasy, for fear that this order will be a waste.

At half past three in the afternoon, the store door opened, and Uncle Zhao came in before the appointed time.

As soon as he saw Uncle Zhao, President Feng immediately stood up and greeted him enthusiastically, "Uncle Zhao, you are here..."

After inviting people to sit down, Xu Lulu had already poured the tea, and the two designers, Gong Na and Wu Nannan, brought the printed drawings and presented them to Uncle Zhao for review.

Uncle Zhao looked at the drawings of the two of them one after another, couldn't help frowning slightly, and shook his head, "It's still a bit uncomfortable."

Not good yet...

The two girls were stunned. The newly modified blueprint took a lot of effort from the two of them. They thought they would definitely be able to keep the client and earn the 2000 yuan bonus.The result was good, Uncle Zhao actually said this again, is there any sincerity?
Mr. Feng was also a little dumbfounded, he said with a smile on his face: "Why is it so strange... What is it that doesn't please your eyes..."

"I can't say it, I just feel a little awkward...by the way, those two...who came to my house this morning...where are they..." Uncle Zhao said, looking around.

Mr. Feng knew it was Wang Kainan, but Uncle Zhao said it was "two", which made Mr. Feng somewhat puzzled.

He didn't bother to inquire so much, and said, "Kenan has something to do when he's out, I'll call him now and ask him to come back..."

Before Mr. Feng took out his mobile phone, the store door was pushed open again, and Wang Kainan, Xiao Feng, and Tian Wei came in from outside.Seeing Wang Kainan coming back, Mr. Feng seemed to have forgotten Wang Kainan's "fooling" in the morning, and hurriedly said: "Kainan, you came back just in time, print out your blueprint and show it to Uncle Zhao."

"it is good……"

When Wang Kainan came back at this point, he was afraid that Uncle Zhao would come and he would not be in the store.

He quickly printed out the drawings he had modified, and turned around to hand them to Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao took it over to watch, and Mr. Feng saw the drawings, and then he realized that Wang Kainan's drawings were fake, and he might drive the client away in anger, and even lose the chance to continue the conversation.

However, something unexpected happened to Mr. Feng. After reading it, Uncle Zhao said with satisfaction: "Don't tell me, this modification makes people look more comfortable. I felt awkward before, and kept saying If you can’t come out, now you find out that it seems to be the difference.”

"Then you mean... satisfied..." Mr. Feng said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)