Chapter 69 Brother is Here
Before nightfall, every street in Haicheng was searched.
Lou Fengju toyed with the gun in his hand, his brows furrowed with gloom.
He has already questioned the messenger, an innocent passerby who received a few dollars and had no idea what the letter contained.
These kidnappers are skilled; they know how to remain unnoticed, even their identities are fake—they're slippery and extremely difficult to find. He has already sent people to search for the real kidnappers based on the messenger's confession, but news hasn't arrived yet; the waiting feels like an eternity.
Lou Fengju had experienced this more than once.
Last time, it was his younger brother who was kidnapped.
He could never forget the terrible state of his brother when he rescued him.
The bandits inflicted the most cruel tortures on Lou Yansui, and although he retaliated tenfold later, he could not soothe the wounds his brother had suffered.
Lou Yansui was already fourteen years old at that time, a teenager who almost didn't make it through, while Mao Mao was just a three-year-old toddler.
It's so soft and squishy that it cries if it falls down, and it can't withstand the slightest hardship.
Lou Fengju clenched his teeth tightly, his jaw trembling slightly from the exertion.
"Young Marshal!"
A soldier rushed over: "We have news! Someone said they saw it at the south gate."
Lou Fengju suddenly stood up.
He walked quickly outside, asking as he went, "Where are the people we went to look for in the villages near Haicheng?"
"We went to look for them, but there's still no news. We suspect the bandits aren't hiding in the village."
"Have you searched the mountain as well?"
"We've already sent people to look for them."
Before he could get into his car, a black car pulled up in front of him.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man in a loose-fitting robe sitting in the back seat.
He had a refined appearance and a gentle demeanor, like a scholar, and seemed approachable.
Lou Fengju stopped in his tracks.
"Mr. Nie."
"Young Marshal Lou." Nie Zhengyun sat in the back seat, a faint smile on his lips, and said in a gentle and refined manner, "Your soldiers are running rampant all over the city, giving my men quite a fright. Are you going to search the gambling dens today? How come I didn't receive any advance notice?"
Lou Fengju's expression was grim: "My sister has been kidnapped, and I'm looking for her."
"Miss Lou?"
Nie Zhengyun paused.
He stroked the jade ring on his fingertip, recalling the little girl he had seen in the gallery that day.
Looking back, the first thing that comes to mind is a snow-white, adorable little face with a sweet smile. It makes my heart melt just thinking about it.
"Miss Lou has been kidnapped?"
Nie Zhengyun's smile faded slightly, and a hint of malice flashed across his gentle face for a moment before disappearing quickly.
Before Lou Fengju could speak, he said, "Young Marshal, if you don't mind, I can lend you a few men."
Lou Fengju: "What does Mr. Nie mean by this?"
"It's just helping others for fun." Nie Zhengyun smiled slightly. "Young Marshal has managed Haicheng for many years and knows it like the back of his hand. But I'm afraid you know better than I do about the filth and corruption in the city, how many thugs, how many assassins, and how many people are involved in shady businesses."
Lou Fengju gave him a deep look, but did not refuse: "Then thank you in advance, Mr. Nie."
"hehe. "
Nie Zhengyun smiled faintly and said, "I have known the Marshal for many years and have been greatly favored by him. Miss Lou's safety is also my duty."
Nie Zhengyun glanced at his subordinate in the passenger seat, who silently nodded, opened the car door, and got out.
Like a fish entering the sea, disappearing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
In Haicheng, all the informants, whether overt or covert, large or small, sprang into action, searching for the little girl's whereabouts.
...
The golden time to find someone is 24 hours.
Mao Mao was kidnapped in the afternoon, and it hasn't even been half a day since it got dark.
Only a dozen minutes had passed since the scarred men learned that they had kidnapped the daughter of Commander Lou and decided to abandon the hostage and escape.
Before they could even run out the door, the hostages grabbed their legs.
"Uncle, please take me with you." Mao Mao looked up, her big, dark eyes filled with pleading: "It's so dark here, I'm scared."
Hu Dahu was sweating profusely. He reached out and brushed away the little girl's hands that were clinging to his leg, but he didn't dare to use too much force, afraid of hurting this precious little darling.
"Let me go first," Hu Dahu said, sweating profusely. "Didn't I tell you to wait here obediently? Your father will come to pick you up."
Mao Mao asked, "When will he come?"
Hu Dahu: "How should I know!"
Mao Mao then said, "My mother said that a little kid like me shouldn't go outside alone. Uncle, can you come with me?"
Hu Dahu: "…………"
He can't!!!
Her little hands were holding on so tightly that Hu Dahu didn't dare to pull her off forcefully, but he couldn't pry her open without force. He could only look to his brothers who had gone through thick and thin with him for help.
But Scarface and the others turned their heads away.
"Hurry up, those soldiers aren't moving that fast. We need to get out of here before dawn."
"Boss!" Hu Dahu was sweating profusely with anxiety: "What do we do with this little kid?"
Scarface coldly said, "You caught him, so you deal with it yourself."
"What?!"
Hu Dahu stared wide-eyed, but all he saw was his brothers' figures quickly disappearing into the darkness, leaving no trace.
The surrounding area was deserted, and the small courtyard they used to house the hostages had been uninhabited for many years, falling into a state of disrepair. Originally intended to hide from attention, the light from the oil lamp inside had now become the only source of light in the darkness, making the place a bright target.
The wind howled, like a death knell.
Perhaps, in the next moment, those pursuers will arrive here.
Hu Dahu made up his mind to tear the little girl clinging to his thigh.
"uncle……"
He ignored the calls from behind and strode out of the yard, his short legs unable to keep up with him.
But just as he stepped out of the courtyard gate, suddenly, a blinding light flashed before his eyes, and several cars roared in through the darkness, accompanied by several screeching brakes, surrounding the small courtyard.
It also blocked Hu Dahu's escape route.
Hu Dahu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
How could this be?!
This is a stronghold they carefully found. Even if it were Commander Lou, how could they possibly find it so quickly?!
Mao Mao chased after her, her short legs clattering as she ran out of the house.
"Uncle—wait?"
Mao Mao opened her eyes wide and stared at the newly appeared car in front of her.
Someone pushed open the car door and strode out.
The man was dressed in military uniform, with a cold and aloof demeanor. His dark eyes were like deep, dark pools, and the car headlights cast a long shadow of him, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell to reap lives.
But Mao Mao recognized her at a glance.
Her eyes lit up, and she abandoned her newly acquainted uncle, running happily over to him: "Brother!"
"Brother, you've come to pick me up!"
Lou Fengju opened his cold embrace.
The warm, milky-smelling little dumpling, enveloped in the warm night breeze, happily nestled into his arms.
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