In the conference room.

Fu Nanxiao held his phone, his face full of a grim look that seemed to foreshadow an impending storm.

Those on higher ground exchanged glances, not daring to breathe.

Qi Yuheng asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Fu Nanxiao strode towards the door: "Prepare the car and head to the police station! Jiang Yilai has been kidnapped. Investigate what happened along the route from the villa to TS!"

Qi Yuheng was shocked: "Yes!"

Qi Yuheng acted quickly; the car was already ready when Fu Nanxiao came downstairs.

Sitting in the car, he listened to Qi Yuheng report on the progress.

"We've obtained the surveillance footage from the road. Because of the traffic jam, the woman didn't stay on the main road but turned into a side road and disappeared. There are fewer people on the side road, and the surveillance cameras were damaged, so we can't find anything out for the time being."

Fu Nanxiao frowned: "Where is the transfer account?"

"It's an overseas account, and the account holder is an overseas Chinese. We haven't had time to find more detailed information yet."

"Keep investigating!" Fu Nanxiao's expression was chilling. "Find him even if you have to dig three feet into the ground!"

"yes!"

Time passed second by second.

Beneath the calm surface of the city, turmoil was brewing, and countless people began to stir.

In the dilapidated warehouse.

As time went by, Jiang Yilai's face grew paler and paler.

Her stomach was aching slightly.

The pain from her injuries made her break out in a cold sweat.

Clang!

The door was pushed open, and the tattooed man strode in menacingly.

His face was contorted with suppressed anger: "Two hours have passed, and Fu Nanxiao hasn't made any money at all! Did you reveal something during your phone call just now?!"

Jiang Yilai's voice was weak: "Three hundred million is not a small amount, it will definitely take time, two hours is too short."

The man with the tattooed arm looked anxious.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her neck tightly, squeezing his hand hard.

Jiang Yilai's face quickly turned red.

She was tied to a chair, unable to move or struggle.

The air in my chest cavity is getting less and less.

"No... save..." she managed to utter only a few words.

Jiang Yilai met the gaze of the tattooed man.

His eyes held the ferocity and indifference that only someone who had seen blood could possess.

He really will kill her!

The hand on her neck suddenly withdrew.

The air was instantly drawn in.

"Cough cough cough!"

Jiang Yilai coughed violently.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The tattooed man slammed the phone down in front of her again, giving her a menacing warning: "Call me again! I don't care what method you use, if you don't get the money within an hour, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, he dialed Fu Nanxiao's number.

This place is ten kilometers away from the old warehouse.

Fu Nanxiao sat in the car, looking around at the route with the police.

"Fortunately, with the help of Mr. Fu's men, we have locked down the area within a ten-kilometer radius. However, this place is too remote, and there are many abandoned factories. Searching for them one by one would take a lot of time and could easily alert the enemy."

Fu Nanxiao's expression was cold.

He glanced at the time, his anxiety and worry growing stronger.

Two hours have passed. I wonder how Jiang Yilai is doing.

The intimidating aura emanating from him made the atmosphere in the carriage heavy.

Fu Nanxiao glanced at his watch again: "It's been two hours since my wife was kidnapped. Her last phone call was about transferring money to this account. I'm very worried about her safety. I need to have my subordinates transfer the money first."

"Mr. Fu, this amount of money is too large. If it has flowed overseas, the chances of getting it back are very slim..."

"My wife's safety is my top priority!"