Chapter 057 Jinjiang First Release

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 that risk!"

"Hey..." Brother Crip looked hesitantly at the second owner who was waiting on the side, "We use a lottery here. It was originally this lady's turn. You suddenly came in and cut in line. You should have asked for her permission."

The second fate master waved his hand and said generously: "The child has been kidnapped, so it must be her problem that is more important. You can help her first, and I can talk about my problem later!"

The woman bowed to the second master gratefully, then sat down in front of the examination 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 never thought that one day I would come to you for help."

Bai Mian frowned and reminded: "Time is urgent, please speak more."

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 based on his academic performance alone, so I sent him to study art. He left school in April this year and followed his art teacher to attend intensive training in other places."

"During the time he was attending the training camp, we had not met in person. We only chatted via WeChat every day. This has been going on 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 are unreachable."

"I immediately contacted his art teacher and asked about the child's current situation. Unexpectedly, the art teacher told me that my son did not attend the intensive training at all. When the intensive training class just started, he found an excuse to apply for a refund from the teacher and withdrew from the training class. In the past two months, the teacher has not seen my son at all!"

The old men and women who were watching the excitement all started to criticize Xu Shaoan. Zeng Aoxue covered her chest in pain. Bai Mian looked at her and said, "Go on."

Zeng Aoxue breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "I knew as soon as I heard it, this kid has fallen into his old habit again! My son likes playing games, and he forgets everything when he sees the game. After he quit the training camp, he must have used the refund to play games!"

"So his father and I rushed to the streets to look for him. As expected, we found out about my son in an Internet cafe. It turned out that he had not left the local 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 wanted to find that bastard and beat him up, but the owner of the Internet cafe told me that my son had not been to his Internet cafe for two days. I realized something was wrong and begged him to let me see the surveillance. Seeing how eager we were to find our son, the owner pulled up the surveillance."

"From the surveillance video, I can see that it was two men who took my son away. These two men looked like hooligans. After my son came to this Internet cafe, these two men also entered the Internet cafe a few days later. They sat next to my son and kept looking for opportunities to chat with him."

"After all, my son is still a child, not very experienced in the world, and he had 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. Since then, there has been no news from him, and I can't get in touch with him through WeChat or phone."

"After watching the surveillance video, I was almost going crazy. Just as I was about to call the police, 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 designated. I was not allowed to call the police. If I did, he would kill me 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 let out a long sigh after she finished telling the story. 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 does an ordinary family get eight million from?"

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 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 her way home from shopping and won a jackpot of 10 million."

"Remember, remember, could this person be you?" Lame Brother was so envious that his eyes widened.

Zeng Aoxue nodded. Although everyone around her was envious, she didn't show any joy. "Yes, it was me. The news was true. I won the lottery. The jackpot of 10 million was 8 million after tax. Originally, our family lived in poverty. My husband and I spent half our lives without saving a down payment. We could only rely on our son. Now that our family has suddenly become rich, we dare not make it public for fear of envy. So no one except me and the child's father knew about the winning. I even wore a mask when I went to receive the prize."

Cripple brother asked excitedly: "How did you spend the 8 million? Buy a house? Buy a car? Or take a luxury trip for yourself?"

Zeng Aoxue shook her head and said, "The money is still in my account. I spent a little money on my son's art studies, but I barely touched the rest. I am a frugal person and don't like to spend lavishly. 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 as she spoke: "These two kidnappers kidnapped my son for my money. I am the one who has brought trouble to my son..."

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 and can see their faces. You can just call the police and catch them."

Zeng Aoxue was determined not to call the police: "No, they said they would kill my son if I called the police. Besides, the surveillance video quality in the Internet cafe is very poor. I could only see their silhouettes, not their faces."

Lame Brother shook 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 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 check Zeng Aoxue's pulse, but Zeng Aoxue changed her mind, took back her phone and prepared to leave: "No, Master, no need, I have thought it through, this gang of kidnappers is ruthless, I can't deal with them, only by doing what they say can my son come back alive, I decided to pay them, don't worry about me, just pretend I was never here."

"Don't you think it's too coincidental?" Bai Mian stopped her and said thoughtfully, "The kidnappers asked you for 8 million, and you just happened to have 8 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 arranged for my son to transfer to another school. No one here knows us. Who would know that I have this money?"

She was in 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 suspicious of 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 know 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 painted with makeup. The wounds are painted with lipstick and the bruises are painted with eye shadow."

Zeng Aoxue hurriedly asked: "Then what happened to his legs?"

Bai Mian: "His leg was not injured, he just put it in a cast for the photo."

Zeng Aoxue looked confused: "You mean, the robbers didn't harm 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 are no so-called kidnappers 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 were no kidnappers at all. The kidnapping was planned by your son in order to defraud you of the bonus."