Chapter 542 Looking for Someone

The broadcast was repeated over and over again, and the originally cheerful crowd began to get agitated.

"What's going on? Why aren't you allowed to leave?"

"What happened? Is there any danger?"

"Oh my God, is this a terrorist attack?"

All kinds of speculations and discussions arose, and panic spread among the crowd like a plague.

Loud sounds of iron doors being locked could be heard from various exits of the amusement park. Uniformed staff members and some men in black suits with solemn expressions quickly appeared at various important roads, began to direct the crowds, and set up cordons.

"Wen Yan Nian Nian, my Nian Nian." Ji Wan leaned in Chi Wen Yan's arms, her body shaking like a leaf in the wind, her voice filled with desperate sobs.

She couldn't imagine what would happen to such a little girl if she fell into the hands of bad people.

"Don't be afraid, Wanwan, don't be afraid."

Chi Wenyan hugged her and Yaoyao tightly, and his eyes swept through the chaotic crowd as sharp as an eagle, not missing any corner or every unfamiliar face.

"I've laid a tight net; they can't escape. I will definitely bring Nian Nian back safe and sound."

His voice was firm and decisive, carrying an unquestionable cruelty and determination.

For Nian Nian and Ji Wan, he must find the person today, even if he has to turn the entire amusement park upside down.

The park's broadcast was still trying in vain to calm the restless crowd, but Chi Wenyan's mind was no longer in this noise.

His subordinates, those well-trained black-clad bodyguards, were like the most sophisticated hounds, shuttling and checking every corner of the park.

There was an invisible tension in the air that made it hard to breathe.

Ji Wan grabbed Chi Wenyan's arm tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh, but Chi Wenyan didn't feel any pain at all. All his senses were tensed to the extreme.

Yaoyao was held in his arms with one hand, her little head buried in his neck, but her little hand stubbornly stretched out towards Ji Wan, as if wanting to give her some comfort.

"Wen Yan, will they..." Ji Wan's voice was hoarse, and every word was filled with blood and tears.

"No." Chi Wenyan interrupted her firmly, his eyes sharp as a knife. "Nian Nian is their bargaining chip. They dare not hurt her easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other spare phone in Chi Wenyan's pocket suddenly rang.

It was not the one he usually used. This phone was specially encrypted and only a few of his closest subordinates knew the number.

He quickly answered the call, his tone cold: "Speak."

A low but urgent voice came from the other end of the line: "Sir, we've found it. It's in the abandoned 'Ghost Castle' area in the northwest corner of the park, on the third floor of Building C. Our people are on the periphery and dare not approach. They seem to have noticed."

Chi Wenyan's eyes glared, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped: "Control all exits, and don't let a single fly out."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ji Wan, his voice carrying a hint of unquestionable strength: "Wan Wan, I found a clue. You and Yao Yao wait here for me. I'll go over and take a look."

"No, I want to go with you." Ji Wan raised his head suddenly, his red eyes flashing with desperate madness, "Nian Nian is my daughter, I want to see her safe with my own eyes."

Chi Wenyan's Adam's apple rolled as he looked at her pale yet resolute face. He finally nodded heavily, "Okay. But you must promise me that you will follow my instructions and not act impulsively."

"I promise."

At this moment, a hoarse and piercing voice, obviously processed by a voice changer, suddenly came from the intercom of one of the bodyguards in charge of perimeter security.

"Chi Wenyan, I know your people are outside. If you want your daughter to live, do as I say."

The bodyguard's face changed and he immediately handed the walkie-talkie to Chi Wenyan.

Chi Wenyan took it and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Who are you? What do you want?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." The voice on the other end of the intercom was a bit teasing and malicious. "What matters is that your precious daughter is in my hands. One hundred million in cash, old, non-consecutive bills. Deliver to the door of Building C of the Ghost Castle within an hour. Remember, you can only come alone. If I see a second shadow, or if the time is up and the money hasn't arrived..."

"Wow...Mom, Dad." Nian Nian's weak and frightened cry suddenly came from the intercom.

The voice was like a poisoned knife, stabbing into Ji Wan and Chi Wenyan's hearts.

"Niannian." Ji Wan screamed and almost collapsed, but was supported by Chi Wenyan.

"Shut up." The kidnapper shouted, and Nian Nian's crying stopped abruptly, leaving only slight sobs.

Chi Wenyan's temples were throbbing with veins, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the intercom were turning white, but he forced himself to calm down and spoke word by word, "Money isn't a problem. But I have to ensure my daughter's safety. If anything happens to her, I don't care who you are. I swear, I will tear you into pieces, whether in heaven or on earth."

"Humph, threatening me?" The kidnapper sneered, "Mr. Chi, now you're begging me, not me begging you. Remember my words, one hour. Also, don't even think about trying to call the police, otherwise, you'll just have to wait for your daughter's body to be collected."

With a "click", the intercom was disconnected.

"Wen Yan, they want money, we'll give it to them. We'll give them all the money we have." Ji Wan grabbed Chi Wen Yan's arm and pleaded incoherently, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string. "As long as Nian Nian is okay, we'll give her any amount of money."

"I know, Wanwan, I know." Chi Wenyan held her hand tightly with his backhand. His palm was cold and wet, and it was unclear whether it was her sweat or his. "If they want money, we will give it. I'll have someone prepare it right away."

He immediately ordered into his other phone, "Listen, within one hour, prepare 100 million in cash. All old bills, no consecutive numbers. Deliver to Building C of the Ghost Castle. Quick, as fast as you can."

"Yes, President."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Wenyan took a deep breath, the coldness in his eyes almost solidified. Dare to use his daughter to threaten him, these people have touched his reverse scale.

He will give you money.

But none of these people can leave alive.

Ghost Castle.

The night was as dark as ink, covering the abandoned European-style building like a giant beast ready to devour its prey.

Building C stands alone in the weeds, its dilapidated windows like dark eye sockets, spying on everyone who approaches it.

“Squeak—!”

The sharp sound of brakes broke the silence.

A black Bentley Mulsanne was parked steadily a hundred meters away from Building C.

The car door opened and Chi Wenyan got out first. He was only wearing a thin black shirt. The night wind blew in, making his sleeves rustle, but it couldn't blow away the coldness between his brows.