Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth: Severing Bonds and Hoarding Supplies

This is an independent female protagonist story. It involves rebirth, spatial abilities, hoarding supplies, post-apocalyptic survival, and occasional team-ups.

Disasters include earthquakes, ...

Chapter 311 The Next Generation

One night, a large lump suddenly appeared in Madam Song's mouth, which made her very uncomfortable, but she had no choice but to show it.

After receiving the kidnapping notice from the housekeeper, she confirmed the news and, after some deliberation, had the other missing wives or husbands of the head of the household temporarily gathered together.

Even though she was in a state of utter confusion and anxiety, she could only force a smile and see the other guests off one by one as the night drew to a close.

At that time, the ladies and gentlemen sitting in the reception room, though still having doubts, did not think much of it. After all, so many of them were waiting together, and so many heads of the family must have gathered together to discuss something.

After seeing off the other guests, Madam Song stood outside the reception room, caught in a dilemma. If she were bolder, she should have kept all the other ladies with her to keep watch, which would have been the best way to keep the news safe.

But these ladies were no ordinary people either. Having served under her for a long time, they all had their own methods. Madam Song thought about it a lot, but she felt that she couldn't hide it from them.

After thinking it over, she asked someone to invite out a few ladies who were on good terms with her and were quite shrewd to talk.

After explaining everything, Madam Song inevitably faced a lot of questions and suspicions. Fortunately, she was sincere and informed people she knew. After careful consideration, those people could not find any possibility that the Song family had betrayed them or that they had done something behind the scenes.

“This is just a printed letter, the contents are ridiculous, there’s no signature, and it doesn’t mention the purpose of the request at all. How are we supposed to deal with this? This is too ridiculous!” one of the ladies said, still somewhat indignant.

The incident occurred at the Song family's residence, and the letter was also produced by a member of the Song family, claiming that everyone who was kidnapped was also a member of the Song family. How could one not be suspicious?

Madam Song was exhausted: "If you really have doubts, we can report this matter to higher authorities in secret. We don't need to go through anyone else. Most of our own sons or daughters are studying there. We just need to contact them, and the people above will naturally know everything. If I lie about this matter, may I be plagued by illness and never have peace of mind."

The people present were all women, and their minds were in turmoil, but there was still some order in their thoughts. Madam Kong spoke up: "We can't tell the children. We can't alert the higher-ups. Although the kidnappers didn't leave anything behind, their intention was clear: they didn't want us to make a fuss. And indeed, we shouldn't make a fuss. If others knew that the head of our base had been kidnapped, the situation would definitely become unstable."

This instability came not only from the outside, but also from many hidden dangers within. Thus, the seven wives, plus Miss Mo Bao'er, reached a consensus to keep the matter a secret.

They divided the tasks and then went to inform the remaining people, working together to persuade them so that everyone could work together to overcome this difficulty.

After Madam Song finished communicating with these people, it was almost breakfast time. None of the ladies and gentlemen invited her to stay for a meal; after accepting the matter, they all took their leave.

Madam Song was uneasy. If one of them returned to the base and then started another incident to demand repayment from the Song family, the situation would change again. However, she was helpless; she couldn't bring herself to forcibly detain the person.

Mo Bao'er stayed behind. The people who made the move were very familiar with the wiring. They not only destroyed the video lines that would expose their whereabouts, but also knocked out and tied up the staff in the monitoring room. All the irrelevant video recordings were also destroyed.

Madam Song took Bao'er's hand and helped her into the car: "Bao'er, we'll need you to find a way to get the information to Chief Li's confidant at Qiushan Base."

Mo Bao'er had already accepted the task, so she naturally wouldn't refuse. She looked into Madam Song's eyes and comforted her, "I will. Madam, don't be too anxious. Let's wait for news. I think that although they dare to kidnap people, they probably wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you leaders easily."

Madam Song's expression remained anxious from beginning to end, and her worry was genuine. Although Mo Bao'er was extremely upset, she could only try to calm herself down for the time being.

After getting into the car, Mo Bao'er told the driver to leave as quickly as possible and head to the airport, where their Mo family's private jet was located. She needed to hurry back and discuss this matter with her Uncle Mo.

In fact, every family member who was kidnapped left extremely quickly. The reason was simple: their suspicions about the Song family had not subsided as they outwardly appeared.

They also urgently needed to return home, find their confidants, and discuss how to deal with the situation.

Upon hearing Bao'er's account, Uncle Mo remained silent for a long time. After a moment, Bao'er asked again, "Should I contact Song Xian at the Qiushan base now to inform him of the situation?"

Uncle Mo twirled a string of beads in his hand, his eyes half-lowered, and said, "Could Li Jia have been involved in this? According to you, her subordinate did not enter the conference room, but later disappeared as well."

Mo Bao'er never doubted Li Jia, but she wouldn't influence her great-uncle's judgment either. She simply asked, "Why do you think that, Great-Uncle? Do Li Jia and his group have that ability?"

She didn't make the foolish mistake of saying that Li Jia was also on the kidnapping list, because if she really suspected anything, it might just be a decoy, and in fact, everyone on that list was highly suspicious.

Mo Shuzu lifted his eyelids slightly: "Those who have disappeared are all people who were targeting her."

Mo Bao'er wanted to say that those who hadn't disappeared were also targeting the Qiushan base, but that would make her seem like she was questioning her great-uncle, so she didn't say it.

"It's just a suspicion, not a certainty. Should I inform the Qiushan base about this?" Mo Bao'er asked again after a while.

Uncle Mo: "No rush, let's not notify them yet and see how they react."

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