Outside the old city, under an old tree, a row of charcoal-blackened corpses lay on the ground. They had been burned beyond recognition, and it was almost impossible to tell whether they were men or women.
A young rescuer, his face covered in charcoal, only his black eyes visible, and the color of his clothes invisible, approached Si Ze, pointed at the corpse, and explained:
"Hello, Mr. Si, these are the people our rescue team found in the first burning house. We've identified them as two women and one man. The men are about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the two women are about the same age, around twenty-three or twenty-four. They match the people your friend described. Please go and identify them."
The rescue team member took out a bag, which contained a cell phone and jewelry that Si Ze was very familiar with. He said, "You found these from the two bodies, Mr. Si, take a look. Do you recognize them?"
Si Ze closed his eyes in sorrow.
"Thank you for the trouble." Xun Jiage, who was behind him, took the things handed to him by the rescue team and hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
"I am sorry for your loss."
The rescuer said something comforting and left them.
The world was silent. Afterwards, all the bodyguards rushed over, as well as the Si family members, but no one dared to speak.
for a long time.
Tang Ping stepped forward and comforted him: "Son, no one wants to see something like this happen. I can't feel at ease seeing you leave in silence like this..."
Although she didn't like this daughter-in-law whom she had only met once, she didn't have many complaints since death is like the extinguishing of a candle.
Looking up to the sky and sighing, Si Ze slowly opened his eyes, with endless coldness in his eyes. He looked at Gu Zhengshan, who was leaning against an old tree, holding the corpse's hand, motionless and obviously in a daze.
After pondering for a moment, he walked up to Gu Zhengshan and asked without even glancing at the row of corpses on the ground:
"Are you sure it's them?"
Gu Zhengshan looked up at Si Ze standing in front of him and said puzzledly, "The things and clothes are all theirs, and their heights and body shapes are almost the same. Who else could it be but them?"
"I don't believe it." Si Ze replied calmly, turned around, waved to Xun Jiage, and then ordered:
"Go find Yan's father and compare the DNA."
"Okay." Xun Jiage answered respectfully, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait." Si Ze called out to Xun Jiage, who was about to leave, and said, "Don't tell them about this."
He absolutely couldn't believe that the little girl was gone just like that. She was so smart, and she must have encountered something that made her do this and escape.
The little girl must be in a very dangerous situation now, waiting for him to rescue her. He has missed the opportunity this time, but later he will definitely catch up, find her, and save her. He will not be fooled by the illusion in front of him.
Xun Jiage responded, left immediately and started to do it.
"A Biao." Si Ze shouted.
A Biao pushed through the crowd and walked in front of Si Ze: "Mr. Si."
"Tell me everything that happened today, word for word." Si Ze ordered in a deep voice. After a pause, he turned around and said to Tang Ping, "Mom, you go back first. I'll take care of things here and find Momo."
Tang Ping glanced at the corpse on the ground, then immediately looked away and looked at her son. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
Things have developed to this point. In Tang Ping's opinion, Yan Mosheng's chances of survival are almost zero, and her son is obviously like a demon, unable to listen to anything. As a mother, she feels heartbroken watching this.
Since that was the case, she also wanted to be the bad guy and said, "Son, Yan Mo..."
Si Jiawei pulled Tang Ping and shook his head at her.
"Oh," Tang Ping sighed and told him to take care of his health. In the end, she said nothing and turned and left.
Seeing the host leave, A Biao was about to speak.
Si Ze raised his hand to stop A Biao from speaking, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze. After a moment, he retracted his gaze, looked at A Biao, and uttered one word: "Speak."
A Biao began to explain the entire process of what happened in detail.
At first glance.
There's really nothing suspicious about it.
"Think carefully, did you feel anything abnormal today?" Si Ze asked.
Besides Zhou Fengwei, there must be someone else operating in secret. Otherwise, how can we explain the door being locked from the outside? According to his observation, the fire started from the outside and spread inwards.
Could it be that Zhou Fengwei locked them both in?
Si Ze turned his head and looked at the corpse on the far left. This was only possible unless this corpse was not Zhou Fengwei.
"That's right." A Biao suddenly spoke with a flash of inspiration in his mind.
Si Ze immediately withdrew his thoughts, looked at A Biao, and said hurriedly:
"What do you remember? Tell me."
"That's right. When we drove out of the Central Ring Road and all the way to the old city, there was a black SUV accompanying us. Later, when we arrived in the old city, it first entered a building on the opposite floor to ours. I thought it was a coincidence and didn't pay any more attention to it." After saying that, A Biao looked at Si Ze and said, "Mr. Si, is this considered unusual?"
Si Ze narrowed his eyes, scanned the burned-out old town, and said:
"Which house?"
A Biao followed his gaze and gave Si Ze a rough location: "Where?"
"Let's go." After receiving the information, Si Ze gave an order and walked over with a group of bodyguards.
…
The road to Pubei Airport.
A black SUV was speeding.
Inside the car, Yan Mo's mouth was stuffed with cloth, his hands and feet were tied, and he was unable to move.
The two people sitting in the front seat were not from Mocheng and communicated in dialect.
Yan Mo listened attentively for a while, then with regret, he looked away and looked at Gong Ling, who was also tied up across from him. His eyes seemed to ask, "Do you understand?"
The two had known each other since childhood. Gong Ling understood Yan Mo's meaning at a glance and shook her head helplessly. There were countless dialects in China, some of which were even more difficult to understand than foreign languages. What these two people were saying was like an alien language, and she couldn't understand a single word.
Since they couldn't listen, the two didn't waste time on this. Yan Mo looked at the hemp rope tied around his wrists and gestured to Gong Ling. Then, he looked at the people sitting in front of him. Seeing that they were not paying attention to them, Yan Mo began to move his body little by little, looking forward from time to time. Gong Ling understood and imitated Yan Mo's movements and moved her body.
Afterwards, the two of them sat back to back. Yan Mo stood guard, watching the two people in front of him. When he saw them looking at him, he would stop and close his eyes as if nothing had happened.
In less than a moment, Yan Mo's wrists were untied, and hope ignited in her heart. However, there were two grown men in front of her after all, and both she and Gong Ling had been injured. If they were discovered, they would definitely be tied up.
Yan Mo remained motionless and began to silently untie the hemp rope on Gong Ling's wrist.
"Ouch!" Yan Mo's eyes rolled around, and he fell to the ground, curled up, and cried out, "My stomach hurts so much!"
The whole person looked extremely painful.
"Momo, what's wrong with you?" Gong Ling was shocked.
"My stomach hurts so much."
From the perspective of the two people in front, seeing Yan Mo rolling on the ground in pain, it didn't seem fake.
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