Chapter 195 3.18 Case
Mu Jianhua hurried back after receiving the call. After learning the content of the kidnapper's call, he directly rejected Mu Wan's presumptuous decision.
"You are not allowed to meet the kidnapper!"
Mu Wan looked at his father firmly, "Dad, this matter must be resolved. I can't be reborn again. If I live and others die, it will be a sin."
Mu Jianhua said coldly: "That won't work either!"
Because of the high-intensity work for more than ten hours in a row, he looked very tired and put his hands on Mu Wan's shoulders.
"Wanwan, a customer was poisoned in Wutong Café a few days ago."
"This proves that the kidnappers had experimented on others a long time ago, so they were able to escape from the police's tight control and blockade."
"He has a deep hatred for the Mu family. He kidnapped you because he knows that by torturing you, he can torture everyone in the Mu family." "
Although the SWAT was caught, the kidnapper's hatred for her is not deep, and she has received professional training and knows how to deal with the kidnappers better than you."
"So no matter from a public or private perspective, Dad can't let you go."
Mu Wan was anxious: "But he is going to attack the hostages tomorrow. Is he really going to hold a press conference? Will Grandpa die and still bear the stigma?"
Mu Jianhua was also very conflicted at this time. He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and his head was covered in cold sweat.
The honor of his father, the life of his daughter, and the life of the special police.
Three huge rocks weighed on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
The other members of the Mu family also looked worried.
Suddenly, Jingye raised his hand and said, "Uncle, I want to say something."
Four pairs of eyes suddenly looked at Jingye. Jingye was a little flattered, and then he said under everyone's burning gaze.
"I watched the whole process of the police investigation in my dream, and found that although the kidnapper had moved to many places, he had always kept Wanwan in the basement of the tube building."
"Uncle, have you taken people to search the basement? Although the kidnapper is not there now, it may be because the hostage is not Wanwan."
"Maybe someone there knows about his wife and children."
"If we know why he is sure that Grandpa Kuang killed his whole family, it may be beneficial for us to negotiate with him."
Mu Jianhua pondered for a moment and felt that judging from the kidnapper's meticulousness, it was not like he would make up a random reason to make trouble for the Mu family.
So he took out his mobile phone and asked the front-line investigators to take Zhao Binhai's photo to the tube building where Mu Wan was killed in the previous life to investigate.
"It doesn't matter if I have to pay for information. I want the results of the investigation as soon as possible."
[Uh... Commander, this is not in accordance with the rules!]
"I have money. I'll pay for it."
[Okay, Commander.]
Everyone was so anxious that they just had a few bites of dinner.
Finally, at midnight, the front-line investigator called.
The voice was a little solemn: "Commander, we found clues about Zhao Binhai's wife and children. Do you remember the '3.18 child dismemberment' case that caused the entire S city to crack down on gangs and eliminate evil 30 years ago?"
Mu Jianhua's pupils shrank into a small dot: "Is this kidnapper related to that incident?"
Investigator: "That's Zhao Binhai's daughter and the kidnapper Zhao Yao's sister."
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Thirty years ago, S city.
At this time, in a damp basement,
a girl of three or four years old had a red face and cold sweat on her forehead, with a knife against her slender wrist.
"Zhao Binhai is dead, but the 300 million yuan is nowhere to be found. Tell me where he hid the money. If you don't, I will chop off your daughter's hand."
A group of fierce and evil-looking people with large tattoos on their bodies sat on the edge of a simple bed.
The room, which was originally decorated warmly, was now in a mess after being searched.
A woman was kneeling on the ground with her hands clamped behind her back, her face full of tears.
"I don't know, I really don't know."
"Binhai never told me anything about the money."
"My daughter has leukemia. If she keeps having a fever, she'll die. Please let me take her to the hospital."
The leader gave his men a look, and with a sharp move, the basement erupted with screams and howls.
"Zhao Binhai robbed the bank just to get his daughter's medical treatment."
"Will he not tell you where the money is?"
"I don't have much patience. Stop playing tricks on me. Tell me quickly, where is the money hidden?"
The woman shook her head wildly, looking at the blood on the bed, and she almost collapsed.
"I don't know, I really don't know, let Xiaoyuan go, I beg you to let Xiaoyuan go."
She struggled to break free from the restraints behind her, hugged the man's legs and kowtowed, tears and snot all over her face.
But the man kicked her away and said fiercely: "If you want me to let her go, tell me the whereabouts of 300 million."
Damn, that's a full 300 million. If he can get it, he won't have to worry about his life.
The woman shook her head in panic and despair: "But I don't know, I really don't know."
The man looked irritable, listening to the shrill screams of children in his ears, and ordered his subordinates indifferently.
"Continue, if this woman doesn't say it, chop her daughter into meat paste."
The woman turned pale when she heard it, and rushed over to stop it, but what she got was just more cruel torture.
For a whole hour.
The crying of children stopped, and the crying of adults stopped too.
The woman's eyes were empty, like a puppet without a soul, and she did not respond to any abuse by those people.
"Boss, she doesn't really know the whereabouts of 300 million, does she?"
"Damn, I thought I could make a fortune, but it turned out to be in vain."
"Then what should we do with this woman?"
"Kill her."
Bang -
a gunshot, and the basement filled with the smell of blood returned to peace again.