The third brother tried to call back, but the phone was switched off. The phone slipped from his hand, and the second brother quickly helped him up, saying, "It's okay, we'll give you the money. I'll go back and raise the money right now."
"Second Brother, no need, I have it right now. Let's see if we can find Yuanyuan's location first. You don't need to worry about the money." Young Master Bai didn't look up as he entered the serial number of Yuanyuan's watch.
Twenty million is no small sum for anyone, yet Young Master Bai took it all on with a nonchalant air.
"Bai Liang, thank you. Once I get through this, I'll repay you," the third brother cried.
"The child is waiting for you, why are you pissing like a cat? Save your thanks for when you find Yuanyuan." Can you trust the kidnappers' words? Yuanyuan saw their faces, do you think they'll release her so easily? Agreeing to the kidnappers' demands is just a temporary measure to lower their guard.
"Here, this red dot is where Yuanyuan is!" Young Master Bai shouted excitedly.
Everyone quickly craned their necks closer. The computer screen displayed a gray-black map with a small red dot flashing prominently.
"Second brother, third brother, look where we are!" Young Master Bai pointed to the location of the red dot.
"It seems to be near the funeral home in the eastern suburbs," the second brother said.
"It's the East Suburb Funeral Home," the third brother said as he ran outside.
The others quickly followed. On the way, the third brother contacted the police and explained the situation. The police were also dispatched at the same time.
The burly man hung up the phone and exchanged a glance with the old woman. Both of them were excited. This kid was really a golden boy. Although he hung up the phone right after he finished speaking, the other party did not hesitate about the money at all, which was obviously within his means.
Seeing the expressions on their faces, Yuanyuan bit her lip tightly.
"Grandma, let's discuss a route for his family to deliver the money."
"Okay," the old lady nodded in agreement. If the police were called, they would need an escape route.
The two of them, without turning on the lights, took flashlights and went to the table to discuss their plan.
Yuanyuan sat on the ground, her hands behind her back, slowly cutting the tape with a utility knife, thinking about how to escape after cutting it open.
The old woman and the man's eyes made Yuanyuan realize that these two people wouldn't let him go, and he had to find a way to save himself.
The burly man smoked while sketching and writing; he was extremely familiar with the capital city.
“These places were just smokescreens. In the end, I made him put the money in this trash can on the pedestrian street. After you get the money, go to this noodle shop to use the restroom. There’s a back door next to the restroom. I’ll meet you there,” the man told the old woman. He said he would meet her, but actually he was worried about her and afraid she would keep the money for herself.
"Which route should we take to retreat?" the old lady asked.
The flashlight ran out of power at that moment, plunging the room into darkness. The man cursed.
"You didn't even check before you came out. Light a candle." The old lady took a candle from the supplies she was selling, and the man lit it.
"What's the retreat route?" the old lady asked again.
"What route? Once the money's in hand, everyone goes their own way, back to their own mothers, and it's all up to their own abilities," the man said nonchalantly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
The old lady… “So, you’re the one who’s going to help me out, and I’m risking my life to get the money, and you’re just waiting to get your share? What if there really are police? Do you think I can even run away?”
"Then can I carry you on my back? Then neither of us will be able to escape. I also want an escape route, like today, with someone to cover us. It's just the two of us, who do you think will cover us?" The man also wanted to escape safely, but he had no choice. At that point, it would be up to fate.
The old woman was so angry she was panting heavily, but after so many years in the business, she knew that infighting was the worst thing to happen at this time. She thought for a moment, "Why don't we pretend to be sanitation workers, get a tricycle and go collect garbage? We can get the money smoothly, and if something unexpected happens, it won't be easy for anyone to suspect us. It shouldn't be difficult to get out unscathed."
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