0090 Escape
In principle, Song Ning's phone calls should be made with other people present, but Song Ning insisted on leaving only herself and no one else present.
At first, most people were unwilling.
But at the insistence of Shen Xiaoyue and Shen Jiayi, the others agreed.
Shen Xiaoyue arranged for her to return to her original rest room, and had two police officers wait outside.
Shen Xiaoyue reminded Song Ning: "Don't let him influence you. No matter what he says, you must do as we said. Ensuring your own safety is the top priority, understand? Yu Xiu, he... we will definitely rescue him safely."
“I know,” Song Ning said.
"Go in." Shen Xiaoyue nodded.
Song Ning glanced at the others behind her and Shen Jiayi, her gaze lingering on the latter for two seconds before shifting away.
Song Ning turned and went inside.
Before entering the house, Song Ning suddenly turned around, hugged Shen Xiaoyue, and whispered, "Thank you, Dad."
Shen Xiaoyue paused for a moment, then patted her back twice tenderly: "Silly child."
Song Ning took one last look at Shen Xiaoyue.
It wasn't that he wasn't worried about Shen Yuxiu, but he didn't want her to take any risks. No one was sure they could rescue Shen Yuxiu safely, so he couldn't let Song Ning take any risks either.
But this time, he finally learned to let go, to let her do what she wanted, to treat her as a person with an independent personality, and to give her the right to make her own choices.
Song Ning closed the door, blocking the view from outside.
Five minutes later, the sound of the bed shifting suddenly came from inside the room.
Two policemen outside immediately sensed something was wrong and knocked on the door, calling out to Song Ning.
After receiving no response, one of them broke down the door.
When the police broke down the door to the lounge, Song Ning was already gone.
"Go report it immediately." The policeman turned to his colleague, then rushed to the window.
The twisted sheets and blankets hung by the window, one end of which was tied to the crooked foot of the bed.
He peeked out.
Below the window is a 2-meter-wide green belt, covered with a white blanket.
Song Ning climbed out of the white quilt, limped across the green belt, and ran towards the motorcycle by the roadside.
Other colleagues chased after them from the police station gate.
The engine roared.
The police shouted, "Stop her!"
The crowd dispersed, some chasing after the car, others taking it.
Song Ning slammed on the brakes, leaving no chance, and sped away like a puff of smoke.
Song Ning turned into a secluded, narrow alleyway that Jiang Xisheng had indicated, and after many twists and turns, finally shook off the police car behind him.
Song Ning changed out of his car and coat, put on his helmet, thanked Jack, and headed to the address Fu Cong had given him.
Everything proceeded according to plan, except that it wasn't Song Ning's plan with the bureau, but rather her plan with Shen Jiayi.
More than 10 minutes ago, Song Ning dialed Fu Cong's number.
Fu Cong seemed very pleased: "I didn't expect you to call the police. Well, after all, you are Yi's daughter, so it's only right that you trust the police."
"Where can I find you?" Song Ning resisted the urge to ask about Shen Yuxiu's situation.
"Don't you care about him? Or are you afraid that if you ask, I'll send you another gift?" Fu Cong sneered. "Don't worry, he's not that easy to kill. He'll have to be 'seriously injured' to look exactly like he did back then."
Song Ning evaded his question, sneering, "Do you think I'm still the same little girl I used to be? Is it because I'm old and useless that you don't dare let me handle the knife?"
"Haha." Fu Cong laughed wildly, his voice like soothing an enraged animal. "My little kitten, provocation won't work on me. But you guessed right, I am indeed waiting for you to come and get the knife. So come on, come to me."
He emphasized, "I don't like police. You should be glad you made that call, otherwise you would never see your handsome guardian again. I have no interest in a kitten without claws."
After hanging up the phone, Song Ning sent a text message to Shen Jiayi. After receiving a reply, the two decided to change their original plans.
Song Ning will personally go to find Fu Cong, and after Fu Cong confirms the location, she will find a way to notify Shen Jiayi.
After changing locations three times, Song Ning headed straight for the fourth location given to him by Fu Cong.
This time, she was certain that Fu Cong wasn't playing a trick on her again.
He had a crazy destructive urge towards the places she was attached to, so she wasn't surprised at all that Fu Cong ultimately chose Shen Yuxiu's house.
Song Ning sent the location to Shen Jiayi, who replied briefly: "Be careful."
On the busy road, two "beep beep" sounds came from a horn.
Song Ning looked back through the rearview mirror.
Xiao Ba was sitting in the back seat of the car, leaning out of the window and waving at Song Ning.
Seeing that Song Ning had noticed him, he made a gun shape with his left hand and pointed to the bag in his right hand.
Song Ning slowed down and drove parallel to the car behind him.
Xiao Ba handed the bag to Song Ning: "Brother Sheng asked me to give this to you. He said..."
Song Ning hooked the broadband on the bag, unable to hear what Xiao Ba was saying at all.
She nodded slightly in response, then suddenly twisted the accelerator.
The motorcycle sped away, quickly turned right at an intersection, and disappeared from Xiao Ba's sight.
Xiao Ba said to the colleague in front of him, "Can she hear what I just said?"
Colleague: "I can't hear her. But she's wearing headphones. If Brother Sheng really doesn't want her to use them, he'll tell her."
"If Brother Sheng doesn't want her to use it, why give it to her?" Xiao Ba asked, puzzled.
My colleague stared straight ahead and said, "How should I know?"
As soon as Song Ning entered the garage, she noticed the car in the parking space.
This is where she parked her car, while Shen Yuxiu's parking space is empty.
She parked her car in Shen Yuxiu's parking space.
Chen Biao rolled down the car window halfway: "There are two helpers. Fu Cong and Mr. Shen are in the room. There are guards in the elevator. You can't take the gun you're carrying up there."
Song Ning took off her helmet, glanced at him quickly, and indicated that she understood.
When they arrived at the elevator, just as Chen Biao had said, there was a man in his forties.
When he saw Song Ning, he grinned lewdly: "Brother Cong said that I have to search you before I can let you go up."
Song Ning pressed the elevator button, her face expressionless: "Let's go in first."
The man reached out with his hand, but Song Ning dodged it, looking at him coldly.
The man felt a chill run down his spine. Seeing the obvious gun shape under her coat, he warned her uncertainly, "Don't forget, your man is still in our hands. If you don't want him to die, you'd better cooperate."
"I told you, I'll go in and check you out." Song Ning looked at the descending elevator.
The man spat.
If he hadn't offended Fu Hong, he wouldn't have joined Fu Cong's side so quickly with his brothers.
When Fu Zhi died and Fu Cong went to prison, most of the gang was arrested, leaving only a few survivors.
Originally, everyone thought the gang was finished, but who knew that Fu Hong would take over the leadership position from the most popular person at the time and take over the mess left by Fu Zhi.
However, over the years, the investigations from above have become increasingly strict, and Fu Hong has always been cautious and has placed more and more restrictions on his brothers, which has caused some people to feel dissatisfied.
Now that the gang members have heard that Fu Cong has been released from prison, they have split into two factions: one faction consists of Fu Hong's confidants, and the other faction consists of people who don't want to be dominated by women and have turned to support Fu Cong.
Fu Cong didn't take any action, so no one dared to act recklessly. Only he was stupid enough to be the first to stick his neck out and was the first to be targeted. Now he has no choice but to switch sides from covert to overt.
However, Fu Cong now has the support of a powerful figure. If things go well, he'll definitely get a second-in-command position.
The man was smugly thinking about it, but when he saw Song Ning, who had a great figure, walking into the elevator, his lust flared up.
He rubbed his hands together and followed Song Ning into the elevator.
"Is the surveillance camera turned off?" Song Ning asked.
The man thought Song Ning was talking to him, so he hurriedly pressed the close button and grinned lewdly: "It's okay, I'll touch what I want, they can watch what they want."
The elevator doors slowly closed.
The man turned around, intending to take advantage of the situation, when he felt as if his leg had been chopped off by an axe, and he lost all feeling in it.
In an instant, intense pain struck, and the man screamed in agony, the sound so loud it made Song Ning's eardrums ache in the enclosed space.
Song Ning watched coldly as the man, like a clown who had fallen down, slipped and fell to the ground with a "thud".
He scrambled to his feet, but could only push off the ground with his good legs to retreat until he had nowhere left to go.
He leaned against the elevator door, frantically pressing buttons while threatening in a terrified voice, "You don't want to save your man! If you do this, your man is dead! You..."
Just as the man was about to continue using Shen Yuxiu to save his life, he suddenly saw Song Ning raise the muzzle of his gun.
Song Ning pointed the gun at his mouth, a mocking smile curving her lips: "Then you can go and scout ahead for us."
Seeing Song Ning's fearless expression, the man was terrified, clutching his gunshot wound and kneeling down, begging for mercy: "Spare my life, please..."
Smoke was billowing from the smoke exhaust vent.
Song Ning looked at the man lying on the ground, barely alive: "I almost forgot, you were partly responsible for his injuries."
Song Ning stepped over the man beneath her and, enduring the pain in her foot, walked out of the elevator.
She no longer cared whether this person would be discovered.
If we're going to hell, let's go together.
Jiang Xisheng stood in the headquarters control room. Hearing the noise in his earpiece, as if he had been prepared, he said to the person in front of him who was directing, "Have Shi Jiu from the property management handle it."
After finishing his conversation through the earpiece, Shao Zhixiang glanced at Jiang Xisheng.
Could it be that they used high prices to cultivate relationships and then continued to choose properties at low prices just for this day?
Shao Zhixiang shook his head.
Impossible, impossible.
Their company had been cooperating with the property management of Mr. Shen's residential community for almost 7 years, back when they hadn't even taken over the company yet.
Shao Zhixiang had no idea that Shen Yuxiu's interest stemmed from their property management partnership with the community where Shen Yuxiu lived; he never imagined that this interest would have such a positive impact today.
However, the property management team consisted mostly of ordinary people, while the management staff originally followed Jiang Xisheng. Those who were unwilling to follow him in the transformation left, while those who were willing to transform stayed.
They get off work regular hours like ordinary people, only occasionally needing to handle emergencies.
As for whether the people handling these situations would turn around and threaten Jiang Xisheng, Jiang Xisheng wasn't too worried.
Although he has changed careers, it doesn't mean he can be threatened at will.
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