Chapter 057 Jinjiang Debut
Lame Brother hurried to the table, helped the man up, and asked, "The child was kidnapped, why didn't you call the police, but instead thought of fortune-telling?"
The woman burst into tears and said, "It's not that I don't want to call the police, but the kidnappers said that if I dare to call the police, they will kill me. I really don't dare to take the risk!"
"This..." Brother Lame looked hesitantly at the second client who was waiting on the side, "We draw lots here. It was originally this lady's turn. You suddenly came in and cut in line. You should have asked for her consent."
The second client waved his hand and said generously: "The child has been kidnapped, so her matter must be more important. You can help her calculate first, and I can talk about my matter later!"
The woman bowed gratefully to the second client, then sat down in front of the pulse diagnosis table and cried, "Hello, Master. My name is Zeng Aoxue. I am your fan and have been watching your live broadcast since the first day. Originally, I just watched the live broadcast when I was bored for fun, but I didn't expect that one day I would come to you for help."
Bai Mian frowned and reminded: "Time is urgent, you should get to the point."
Zeng Aoxue nodded repeatedly, wiped the tears from her face, and told the story: "Master, my son's name is Xu Shaoan, he is eighteen years old this year and is in his third year of high school. This child has always been a poor student. Judging from his appearance, he probably won't be able to get into college with only academic subjects, so I sent him to study art. He left school in April this year and followed his art teacher to participate in training in other places."
"During the time he was in training camp, we had not met in person. We only chatted via WeChat every day. This has lasted for more than two months. I always thought he was studying hard out there, but since yesterday, he has not replied to my WeChat messages and my phone calls have been unreachable."
"I immediately contacted his art teacher and asked about his current situation. Unexpectedly, the art teacher told me that my son did not attend the training camp at all. When the training camp just started, he found an excuse to get a refund from the teacher and withdrew from the training camp. In the past two months, the teacher has not seen my son at all!"
The old men and women who were watching the fun all started to criticize Xu Shaoan. Zeng Aoxue covered her chest in pain. Bai Mian looked at her and said, "Keep talking."
Zeng Aoxue took a breath and continued, "I knew as soon as I heard it, this kid has fallen into his old habit again! My son likes to play games, and he forgets everything when he sees a game. After he quit the training camp, he must have used the refund to play games!"
"So his father and I went out to look for him everywhere, and we found out about my son in an Internet cafe. It turned out that he hadn't left the area in the past two months. He had been in Qingshui Town, staying in an Internet cafe not far from our home, playing games all night long!"
"I was so angry that I just wanted to find that bastard and beat him up, but the owner of the Internet cafe told me that my son hadn't been to his Internet cafe for two days. I realized something was wrong and begged him to let me see the surveillance footage. Seeing how eager we were to find our son, the owner pulled up the surveillance footage."
"From the surveillance video, I can see that two men took my son away. These two men are ruffians. They look like gangsters. After my son came to this Internet cafe, these two men also came into the cafe a few days later. They sat next to my son and kept looking for opportunities to strike up a conversation with him."
"My son is still a child after all. He is not very experienced in the world and he has no defenses against them. After a while, they became familiar with each other. These two little hooligans played games with my son, ate takeout with him, and occasionally put their arms around each other. It was obvious that my son was very happy with them."
"The night before yesterday, I don't know what they said to my son, but he happily followed them out of the internet cafe. Then there was no news from him, and I couldn't get in touch with him through WeChat or phone."
"After watching the surveillance video, I was almost going crazy. I was about to call the police when I suddenly received a strange phone call. It was a man's voice on the other end of the phone. He told me that my son was in their hands. If I wanted my son to return home safely, I had to transfer 8 million to the bank account he specified. I was not allowed to call the police. If I did, he would kill him immediately."
"I was desperate and thought of Master Bai, but I was afraid of alerting the kidnappers, so I just turned off your live broadcast. I'm really sorry."
Zeng Aoxue finished her story and sighed deeply. People around her looked at her with sympathy. Lame Brother was shocked by the number: "No, did I hear it right? How much? Eight million? My God, where can an ordinary family get eight million?"
Zeng Aoxue looked around and said in a low voice, "Actually, I do have eight million."
"Ah?!" Lame Brother jumped up from his chair, as if his butt was burned. He was deeply shocked again, "Where did you get so much money? I can't be the only poor person in the world!"
Zeng Aoxue frowned, "Don't mention it. I'm almost dying of worry about this. Do you remember that in January this year, there was a news report in Jiangnan that a housewife bought a lottery ticket on the way home from shopping and won a jackpot of 10 million yuan."
"Remember, remember, could that person be you?" Lame Brother was so envious that his eyes widened.
Zeng Aoxue nodded. Although everyone around her was envious, she didn't look happy at all. "Yes, it's me. The news is true. I won the lottery. The 10 million prize was worth 8 million after tax. Originally, our family lived in poverty. My husband and I spent half our lives without saving enough for a down payment, so we could only rely on our son. Now that our family is rich, we dare not make it public for fear of envy. So no one knows about the winning except me and the child's father. I even wore a mask when I went to receive the prize."
Lame brother asked excitedly: "How did you spend the eight million? Buy a house? Buy a car? Or take a luxury trip for yourself?"
Zeng Aoxue shook her head. "The money is still in my account. Apart from spending a little on my son's art studies, I barely touched the rest. I am a frugal person and don't like to squander money. I wanted to save the money for my son to use when he gets married, but I didn't expect someone to target me."
She started crying again: "These two kidnappers kidnapped my son for my money. I am the one who has dragged my son down..."
Lame brother comforted her: "Don't cry, the matter is very simple. It is clear that it was the two thugs in the Internet cafe who kidnapped your son. You have surveillance cameras and can see what they look like. You can just call the police and catch them."
Zeng Aoxue resolutely refused to call the police: "No, they said that if I dare to call the police, they will kill my son. Besides, the surveillance video quality of the Internet cafe is very poor. I can only see their silhouettes, but not their faces."
Lame Brother scratched his head in embarrassment, unable to think of words to comfort Zeng Aoxue. At this moment, Zeng Aoxue's cell phone vibrated. She opened the phone and saw that she had received a MMS with a photo in it, a photo of her son Xu Shaoan who was injured.
Zeng Aoxue broke down and burst into tears. Lame Brother took her phone and showed the photo to Bai Mian. In the photo, Xu Shaoan was beaten black and blue, and his leg was in a cast, probably a fracture. He lay motionless on the bed with tears in his eyes, and looked in a very critical condition.
There was a line of small words under the photo - If you don’t get the money before midnight tonight, your son will die!
"It's too late, hurry up and take her pulse!" Lame Brother urged.
Bai Mian was about to feel Zeng Aoxue's pulse, but Zeng Aoxue changed her mind and took back her phone to leave. "No, Master, no need. I've thought it through. These kidnappers are ruthless and I can't deal with them. Only by doing what they say can my son come back alive. I decided to give them money. Don't worry about me. Just pretend I've never been here."
"Don't you think it's too coincidental?" Bai Mian stopped her and said thoughtfully, "The kidnappers want eight million from you, and you happen to have eight million. How did they know your savings?"
After Bai Mian said this, Zeng Aoxue calmed down. She murmured, "Yes, in order to prevent others from borrowing money, I didn't tell any relatives or friends. I only told my husband. Even my son didn't know about it. Moreover, we moved from Jiangnan to this remote town in the north and transferred my son to another school. No one here knows us. Who would know that I have this money?"
She fell into deep fear: "Only my husband!"
"Where is your husband now?" Bai Mian asked.
Zeng Aoxue glanced at the door: "He should be here soon. We came here together, but I walked faster than him, so I arrived a few minutes earlier. Master, are you doubting him? It's impossible. How could my husband kidnap his own son? He usually has a good relationship with his colleagues at work. Everyone says he is an honest man..."
Zeng Aoxue kept talking about defending her husband, and Bai Mian simply took her hand and said, "No need to say more, I'll tell you after taking your pulse."
Bai Mian placed two fingers on Zeng Aoxue's pulse, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then opened his eyes and said, "You can rest assured, Xu Shaoan is fine now."
Zeng Aoxue asked doubtfully, "Really? Master, I just received the photo, and you saw it. He was beaten like that, how could he be okay?"
Bai Mian: "The injuries on his face are fake. They are all drawn with makeup. The wounds are drawn with lipstick, and the bruises are drawn with eye shadow."
Zeng Aoxue hurriedly asked: "Then what happened to his legs?"
Bai Mian: "His leg is not injured. He put it in a cast for the purpose of taking pictures."
Zeng Aoxue looked confused: "You mean, these robbers didn't hurt my child at all, and they went to all this trouble just to take pictures and scare me?"
Bai Mian shook his head and said word by word: "You are wrong. There is no so-called kidnapper at all. From the beginning, it was your son Xu Shaoan who threatened you."
Zeng Aoxue took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Bai Mian repeated, "There are no kidnappers at all. The kidnapping was planned by your son in order to defraud the bonus from you."
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