"We're too passive."
Jiang Zao stood up: "Since they have given us three days, they will definitely not contact us again within these three days. Waiting like this is not a solution. We must take the initiative."
Fu Yinhe's mind was in complete turmoil.
If Fu Yanci had been kidnapped normally in the past, even ten kidnappers wouldn't have been enough to defeat him.
But right now, Fu Yanci's mental age is only that of a three or four-year-old child, and he might be crying in fear right now.
"How do we take the initiative?" Fu Yinhe asked.
Jiang Zao recalled that before the Fu family fell from grace in her previous life, Old Madam Fu had also been kidnapped, and the location where the police found her body was probably...
"Jinfeng, Mom, I've brought Grandma back to life."
The door opened.
Xia Chuwei helped Old Madam Fu in.
Even the usually dignified Madam Fu had lost her usual elegance. Her hair, which was always meticulously combed, was now very messy, and there was even some mud on her face.
"mom!"
"grandmother!"
Fu Yinhe and Jiang Jinfeng hurriedly went to greet them.
"What happened?" Rong Shi asked.
Xia Chuwei had already prepared her explanation: "Xia's has a project in Nanwan. When I took people to see the site, I happened to see my grandmother who had fainted on the small boat, so I brought her back."
After she finished speaking, she deliberately gave Jiang Zao a smug and provocative look.
You burden, you wanted to use your rebirth to become a hero of the Fu family, but alas, you were too late. Now I am the one who saved Madam Fu's life.
Jiang Zao gleaned this information from Xia Chuwei's eyes, but ignored her completely.
She poured a cup of warm tea for Madam Fu, and after she had soothed her throat and calmed down, she asked, "Mom, what are you doing in Nanwan? Where's Aci?"
Jiang Jinfeng followed up with, "Yes, Grandma, how were you and Uncle kidnapped? Did you see what the kidnappers looked like?"
Madam Fu shook her head: "I only found out at the hospital that someone was trying to take Yanci away. I wanted to call for help, but I was electrocuted. When I woke up, I was on the small boat."
In her previous life, Madam Fu did not return alive.
Her body had been dead for three days when it was discovered by a camping couple in South Bay.
So why did the kidnappers let her come back alive in this life?
"Could it be that the kidnappers deliberately let Mom come back to prepare the ransom?" Jiang Zao could only think of this possibility. "After all, it's 10 billion, and no one in the Fu family except Mom has the right to use so much money."
Only then did Madam Fu realize that they had received a call from the kidnappers.
"What? Ten billion?" Old Madam Fu hurriedly asked, "Did the kidnappers say anything about Yan Ci's current situation?"
Jiang Zao shook her head: "The kidnappers hung up the phone immediately after stating their demands, and I didn't hear Aci's voice."
Rong Shi advised, "In general kidnapping cases, kidnappers will never kill the hostage before receiving the ransom, so Master Fu should be safe within three days."
But you'll definitely suffer a bit.
Everyone here understands this.
Jiang Zao couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
Aci is still a child!
...
Nanwan, an inconspicuous deserted island.
The simple stone house was dark and damp, and occasionally the squeaking of mice could be heard.
The door of the stone house was open, and a ray of light slanted in from the setting sun.
Eric was sitting near the door, changing the dressing on the wound on his wrist.
The gauze on the ground was soaked with blood. He poured alcohol on the wound to disinfect it, then applied anti-inflammatory medicine, and gritted his teeth to re-wrap the gauze.
He was in so much pain throughout the process that he broke out in a cold sweat.
The figure standing outside the door never considered coming in to help.
Even when he heard Eric groan in pain, he sneered disdainfully.
Fu Yanci had been awake for a while.
Who are you?
Where is my wife?
"I want to find a wife!"
His voice, though deep, carried a childish tone. The setting sun's light did not fall on him, so Eric and the people outside the door could not see the expression on Fu Yanci's face.
I guess it's confusion and fear.
After all, the once arrogant Master Fu is now just a child.
Eric spat on the ground, got up, and walked towards Fu Yanci.
"I heard you used to be quite skilled. I haven't tried your product yet, and the sound of a baby crying should be even more exciting."
He was about to tear Fu Yanci's clothes when he said that.
Fu Yanci's hands and feet were bound, and he instinctively tried to back away.
That's enough.
The person outside the door finally spoke.
The voice was somewhat hoarse, like a broken porcelain basin being struck, unpleasant and somewhat jarring.
The setting sun cast his shadow on the ground, suggesting he was a man of short stature.
"Eric, I told you, don't touch him."
His calm tone unexpectedly stopped Eric's violence.
Although he was still somewhat unwilling, he did not lay a hand on Fu Yanci again.
Turning his head, he asked the person outside the door, "What? Are you feeling sorry for him?"
The man outside the door didn't turn around; he just stared intently in the direction where the sun was setting.
"The ransom hasn't been received yet, and besides, I still have a use for him." That was the man's reason.
Eric didn't believe a word of it: "Actually, I can understand if you feel sorry for him, after all, you two are..."
Bang!
It was a gunshot.
The bullet landed right at Eric's toes.
The man didn't even turn around, which shows that his marksmanship must have been honed over many years and he was very accurate.
“I told you, I still have a use for him,” the man repeated.
Eric didn't say anything more.
He knew men better than anyone; if he were to utter another word, he would not survive the next second.
This man's heart is cold and hard; anyone who tries to stop him will not have a good ending.
No.
Perhaps he has no heart at all.
"Waaaaah..." Fu Yanci cried, "I want my wife! You're bad people! My wife said bad people should be arrested by the police!"
Eric was annoyed: "Shut up! Can't you just give him some medicine?"
The man outside the door said, "You can't even handle a little kid, what big things do you want to do?"
Eric gritted his teeth and resigned himself to his fate, starting to soothe the child.
They tried everything—food, drinks, toys—but in the end, they discovered that Fu Yanci was only interested in the knife tucked into his ankle.
"Hey, kids shouldn't play with such dangerous things."
"Waaaaah..."
Eric was so annoyed by the noise that he pulled out his knife and threw it at them.
"Play by yourself! If you dare to cry again, I won't be so polite!"
After making those harsh remarks, Eric returned to the doorway and sat down, leaning against the stone wall to prepare for a nap.
The figure outside the door had vanished; no one knew where it had gone.
The crying stopped, and Eric, with his eyes closed, curled his lips in satisfaction.
"You little brat, you're lucky you know what's good for you, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
A sharp blade was suddenly placed against Eric's throat.
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