Chapter 63 Kidnapping
Xin Que had just driven back from outside when she saw a group of people loitering around her apartment building.
“Hey buddy,” a kind-looking middle-aged man offered her a cigarette, clearly unaware of Xin Que’s disguise, “I’m from a small town, here to see my daughter, but I don’t have a curfew…”
When Xin Que saw the fake photo of her and the other person on the other person's phone, she fell silent.
She was worrying about how to collect the bounties from these four cases at the lowest possible cost when one of her enemies, unable to wait any longer, sent someone to kidnap her.
Xin Que politely declined the cigarette offered by the man.
She held her cigarette and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Which household does your daughter live in?"
The middle-aged man seemed a little awkward. "She's still at work. Her job doesn't allow her to bring her phone. She can only call me after she gets off work."
Xin Que looked at the middle-aged man with a suspicious expression, sizing him up and down. "Your words are incoherent..."
Then, as if she had seen a con artist, she quickly left the area.
The middle-aged man was not discouraged and continued to loiter downstairs.
Xin Que looked out the window and saw an unfamiliar van and a middle-aged man downstairs. She stayed there until evening before leaving.
...
After dinner, Xin Fengcheng went to his study to work.
Seeing that the living room was now empty, Sun Xinyue finally relaxed her tense nerves.
She glanced at the maid cleaning in the kitchen, then tiptoed back to her dressing room.
Since attending the banquet, Xin Que has not returned home to cause any more trouble. Xin Fengcheng is now so concerned about Xin Que that he doesn't want to see her anymore, and the family has tacitly stopped mentioning her.
But none of them expected that Xin Que would come knocking on their door again.
Sun Xinyue recalled that the maid had secretly called her this afternoon to inform her that Xin Que had come back, wandered around, and left without doing anything.
She didn't even react when Song Wenxian stood up for Xin Xin and scolded Xin Que.
When Sun Xinyue hung up the phone, she thought that her stepdaughter wouldn't cause any more trouble this time she came home, and she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Song Wenxian was beaten up with a sack over his head in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras near the Xin family's house.
When Xin Xin called anxiously, Sun Xinyue felt so anxious she almost jumped off a building.
She knew it!
Even a fool could tell that Xin Que was seeking revenge!
Thinking of Xin Xin's complaints about her mental breakdown, and then of Xin Fengcheng's paranoia about seeing Xin Que while he was hospitalized... the resentment finally reached its peak.
Why, after that sickly man is dead, do you have to keep this troublemaker to destroy her family?!
Sun Xinyue gripped her phone tightly.
The screen is still on the text message page.
The security at the apartment complex is too tight; I need to find a way to trick her into coming out.
Sun Xinyue forced herself to calm down.
Unexpectedly, Xin Que moved to a new neighborhood again, and even found a decent security guard...
The kidnappers she hired were all restrained by security and access control.
The woman's beautiful face in front of the full-length mirror now showed a resentful and ferocious expression.
Composing herself, Sun Xinyue went to knock on Xin Xin's bedroom door again.
Xin Xin was so frightened that she immediately exited the black website page on her phone and cleared the background processes.
I don't even know if the assassin I hired is capable enough...
His resume on his homepage is quite impressive, with a high approval rating, and there's even a recent positive review from someone who just commented today.
It should be reliable...
Xin Xin forced herself to put the matter of the assassin out of her mind and pretended to have just woken up to get up and open the door for Sun Xinyue.
"What's wrong, Mom?"
After Sun Xinyue came in and closed the door, she spoke to Xin Xin, "Xin Xin, do you remember which of your sister's close friends you have?"
Xin Xin was taken aback, "You want..."
Sun Xinyue concealed her inner thoughts and plans very well. "Oh, it's nothing. I just want to learn more about Xin Que from her friend to see if I can find a breakthrough..."
“Mom has to do something; we can’t let Xin Que’s shadow loom over our home forever.”
Whether it was her imagination or not, Xin Xin seemed to detect a hint of ruthlessness in her mother's tone.
“Let me think…” Xin Xin carefully recalled the people she had met who had interacted with Xin Que, “It seems… she had a senior who pursued her in college, but at the time I couldn’t stand her ambiguous behavior…”
She avoided some details and spoke vaguely, saying, "In the end, that senior turned around and pursued me... but I didn't agree."
"Back then, she secretly shed a lot of tears for that senior."
Sun Xinyue's eyes lit up.
...
Xin Que once again disguised herself as Chang Qin. When she went downstairs to throw out the trash, she casually stuck a listening device on the van in the blind spot of the man and his companion.
Amidst the hissing and crackling noise, the sound of a car door opening and closing could be heard, followed by the sound of a phone being answered.
"Hey, boss?" The kidnapper's voice was normal, even gentle. Judging from his voice and deceptively deceptive appearance, one would never guess that he was kidnapping someone.
Xin Que's ears twitched.
"Don't worry, my brother and his men are already on their way to pick up the goods. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
The kidnapper smiled and made a lot of smooth-talking promises to the person on the other end of the phone before hanging up.
Xin Que took off her headphones and looked at the information she had compiled in front of her.
From their descriptions of the "goods," it's clear that the man's brother didn't kidnap Xin Que.
Besides kidnapping her, are there other people they want to kidnap?
Xin Que emphasized the two descriptive words "high status" and "public figure" with the ballpoint pen in her hand.
But this scope is too broad. Xin Que pondered for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution.
It wasn't until the next day that the so-called older brother contacted the middle-aged man.
"Brother, was your order so easy to catch?" The middle-aged man's voice was somewhat incredulous. "My order hasn't even shown up yet... Oh, the cripple? No wonder..."
The other person said something to him, and the middle-aged man stopped complaining, saying, "Fine, I'll be right there."
Xin Que's forehead twitched.
Disabled?
Could they be talking about Song Wangyuan?!
Xin Que almost immediately thought of Song Wenxian.
Her order target was actually to target the person she was currently researching...
Xin Que stared intently at the location marker on her phone screen as the car gradually moved away from her neighborhood, then immediately got up and went downstairs.
The Mercedes sped through the night like a black lightning bolt towards its final destination: the abandoned factory.
The roads are becoming increasingly empty.
When we stopped near the abandoned factory, it was already a deserted place.
Xin Que, dressed in all black, quietly walked along the wall to the five-story factory building.
Looking up, all the dilapidated windows were pitch black, except for one that let in a faint light.
Xin Que looked at the cars parked in the open space in front of the building.
...
"This guy is an idiot. He can't even walk properly and he still dares to let his assistant out of his sight." The man's mocking voice echoed in a corner of the empty factory, gradually becoming clearer.
"Brother, after we finish this deal, will you come with me to work on Xin Que's deal?" The middle-aged man's familiar voice rang out, somewhat obsequious. "That little wench is too cautious. I've been staking out her for days and haven't seen her."
"We still don't know which apartment she lives in."
"Useless," the man scoffed, "when will you ever be able to go solo?"
"By the way, why haven't Lao Wan and his brother come back from going to the toilet yet?" He called for someone to find his accomplices. "Where's the walkie-talkie? Hurry up and call them back to get things done. We need to get rid of them before dawn!"
Xin Que moved gently and slowly pulled the hilt of the knife from the man's stiff neck.
In the darkness, at the corner of the stairs, lay two similar-looking corpses, their eyes wide open in death.
Blood was everywhere.
The belt around the corpse's waist, which held weapons for self-defense, was now empty.
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