Reborn I don't need a heroine

Brother Song was sitting in a room on the second floor of the building, wearing earphones, quite agitated.

Although Wang Heng found out all the pinhole cameras, it was difficult for him to find the bugs hidden in the sofa cushions. So Song Ge could still hear clearly what the couple of boys and girls were talking about in the downstairs room.

As for the signal jammer, it will only affect the mobile phone frequency band. And the sending frequency band of the bugs and cameras he installed is just outside the range of influence.

"This kid really has been playing tricks on me... It's okay, it's okay, even if he is Zhuge Liang, he can't escape from the cage. The problem is that he can't do anything later, like this..."

Brother Song was lost in thought.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "We can only wait until it gets dark and try."

Brother Song tore open the box of instant rice and took out a box. This kind of rice comes with a heating pack, which can be heated quickly as long as it is touched with water, which is undoubtedly very convenient in places without electricity.

While waiting for the rice to boil, he took off his earphones, took out a small notebook from his butt pocket, flipped through it, and read it carefully.

"There are two hundred thousand left, it depends on how much you can get this time..."

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The night was getting dark.

Presumably due to being demolished soon, the house has no electricity or running water. After dark, it is naturally impossible to turn on the lights, only outside the window, the hazy moonlight provides some illumination.

On the sofa, Pei Ningle huddled into a ball, and said pitifully, "I'm so hungry..."

Wang Heng handed over a bottle of mineral water: "There is nothing to eat in the house, only this."

"It's fine if he locks us up, how can he not even keep a single instant noodle!"

"Because you can't die from starvation if you don't eat for a few days, but you can die from thirst. Brother Song definitely doesn't want to die, but he definitely won't make us comfortable."

Pei Ningle pouted: "Aren't you hungry..."

Wang Heng shrugged: "I'm a little hungry, but I can bear it. So I suggest you drink more water like me, and cheat your stomach, so that at least you won't feel too hungry."

The girl hesitated for a moment, took the mineral water, twisted the bottle cap, but did not unscrew it.

Pei Ningle flattened her mouth: "I don't even have the energy to open the bottle..."

Wang Heng took the mineral water bottle, unscrewed it, and handed it back.

Seeing the girl sipping water, he asked, "You saw it too. There is a small bed in the bedroom and a sofa outside. Where will you sleep later?"

Pei Ningle held the water bottle and struggled for a while: "Is it okay not to separate? I'm afraid..."

Wang Heng shook his head resolutely: "No, we must separate."

"Why?" the girl said weakly, "I think you are a good person..."

"I am indeed a good person, but this is the minimum attitude. And the more scared you are, the less you should show it, or it will become the best breakthrough. If, I didn't check carefully enough just now, there are other people in the house The camera, and then took a picture of you crying, and they sent the video to your parents to extort money, do you think your parents will obediently give the money?"

Pei Ningle really wanted to be self-willed and say that her parents didn't care, but thinking about it rationally, she also understood the most likely answer.

So Wang Heng concluded: "So calm down, that Brother Song will never dare to tear up the ticket, never dare to make things irreparable. The calmer you are, the more helpless he will be."

"I understand." Pei Ningle nodded with a firm face.

The girl who is clearly huddled, but gritting her teeth and pretending to be strong, looks very cute. Wang Heng subconsciously reached out and touched the top of her head.

Pei Ningle shook her head slightly, like a kitten being slapped, with a hint of shame.

Wang Heng woke up suddenly.

He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, cold sweat dripping from his back. He secretly reminded himself that there is only one life, how can he die at will?

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In the middle of the night and early morning, Wang Heng woke up suddenly. He sat up on the sofa, feeling quite uneasy, as if he heard something just now...

At this time, a man's deliberately low voice came in from the window: "How do you know I won't tear up tickets?"

Wang Heng jumped up, staring at the figure outside the window, and did not act rashly.

He already recognized it, it was Brother Song.

The moonlight was behind Brother Song, outlining the man's slightly fat figure, but Wang Heng couldn't see his expression clearly.

He repeated in a low voice, "How do you know that I won't tear up tickets?"

Wang Heng approached two steps cautiously, but still kept a little distance from the window, and then said: "Your criminal method is obviously using technology. Why do you use technology instead of asking two accomplices to snatch us away?" What about your cell phone? There's no reason not to do that, it's so much easier. The only logical possibility I can think of is that...you have no accomplices at all."

Brother Song: "..."

"There are no accomplices, and no bloody guts, so your kidnapping operation is to make people lose contact with the outside world, and then use video and audio to blackmail family members. Am I right?"

Having said that, Wang Heng also lowered his voice.

Pei Ningle slept in the bedroom, but the door of the bedroom was not closed. But at this time, if you listen carefully, you can still hear a slight snoring. Based on Wang Heng's understanding of Pei Ningle, if this girl wakes up, she probably won't pretend to be asleep, she must have already run over.

So, should I wake her up now?

Wang Heng was still a little uncertain. After thinking about it for a while, he decided that it would be better to chat with the kidnapper first.

Brother Song smiled wryly and said, "You're so witty, you went to the police school, right?"

Wang Heng shook his head: "No, I'm just an ordinary college student. Speaking of which, your most serious problem this time is that you chose the wrong target."

Brother Song: "Hehe, I can't make a mistake in choosing a target."

Wang Heng: "How do you know she's rich? Her outfit probably doesn't exceed two hundred yuan."

Song Ge said as a matter of course: "I do this professionally, boy, let me tell you, the clothes are not reliable, it depends on when you spend money suddenly - she came to Rongdu to buy a soft berth ticket, and there is no question about the contract salary. If you don’t ask a question, then there must be no shortage of money.”

Wang Heng couldn't laugh or cry: "She doesn't seem to be short of money just because she is short-sighted! Let me put it this way, I invited her for lunch, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to eat a bowl of noodles."

Even against the light, Brother Song could still see that his mouth was wide open at the moment. Wang Heng didn't need to see the other person's expression clearly, Wang Heng could also guess the stunned look of this guy.

Wang Heng sighed: "Indeed, I emptied all the money in my pocket, bought a soft sleeper, and didn't ask you about your salary... She looks like a rich lady with a lot of money. But she is either rich, or Pure ignorance."

Brother Song forced himself to be calm and said, "It doesn't matter if she doesn't have money, where are her parents?"

These words made Wang Heng feel a little headache.

Taking the girl as a hostage and asking her parents for money - I have to admit that the probability of success of this trick is not small.

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