Chapter 104: The wife was kidnapped

The night was hazy and the moon was slanting. Wang Sen rode his bicycle on the road, exceeding one car after another, but still kept a certain distance from the Audi car in front.

After Wang Sen's careful consideration, he came to an almost impossible conclusion: Tang Wanrong had something to hide from him. He denied his own conclusion from the bottom of his heart, but what happened during the day made him unable to connect the current Wanrong with the past.

Get up, could she have something unspeakable? Or did she really change her mind?

Wang Sen didn't believe that Tang Wanrong would change his mind. After experiencing Fang Qing's betrayal, Wang Sen believed that his feelings were already very fragile. He decided to do it himself and find out the truth of the facts himself.

Tang Wanrong's Audi car traveled south and finally arrived at a relatively famous dance hall in Nancheng District. Tang Wanrong got out of the car and headed straight to the dance hall. Two big men at the door welcomed her in. It seemed that Tang Wanrong was very familiar with this dance hall.

Network.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong." Wang Sen put on his sunglasses and sneaked into the dance hall, his eyes constantly searching for Tang Wanrong's traces.

"Here." Wang Sen quietly walked around, looking at Tang Wanrong who was dancing madly on the dance floor, his eyebrows were locked into a bump. He thought about it and walked out.

Wang Sen did not go home directly, but went to Tang Wanrong's house. At this time, Tang's mother was watching TV. When she saw Wang Sen visiting late at night, she was surprised and hurriedly asked about the reason.

"What's wrong? Did you have a conflict with Wanrong? I've told you a long time ago. Wanrong has a young lady's temper. Don't spoil her too much. Look, this is not now."

"This is not the case." Wang Sen sat down depressedly, took an apple and looked at it, and then put it back on the fruit plate, "Auntie, does Wanrong like to dance?"

"I like it." Tang's mother said without thinking, "and she jumped very well. She had to win the first prize in the city when she was a child." As she said that, she ran to Tang Wanrong's house and took out a thick stack from the drawer.

There are already some yellow certificates, "Wanrong has been sensible since childhood, has a good academic performance, and has a good brain, but we have spoiled it."

"No wonder." Wang Sen was not in the mood to see the certificate and sighed, "Auntie, I saw Wanrong in a dance hall just now. She was dancing crazy with a group of people. I wonder if she has changed?"

"Go to the dance hall?" Tang's mother frowned and waved her hand in disbelief, "Wanrong has never been to such a place before. You must have read it wrong!"

"It's definitely not wrong." Wang Sen casually pulled out a certificate of award, with a two-inch photo of a cardamom girl sticking to it. He was smiling sweetly. Wang Sen looked closely and saw why it was a certificate of award for ballet?

"Wanrong dances well." Tang's mother looked at the photos of her daughter when she was a child and said with a loving look on her face. Wang Sen was confused. Now he was almost certain that a major thing must have happened during the period when she left.

This made Tang Wanrong's personality change dramatically in a short period of time.

"This is the trophy that Wanrong and Wanjun won in the 1996 Violin Competition." Like all parents, Tang's mother treasured all the rewards of her daughter. Wang Sen took it and saw it. It was printed in golden font. "Jinyi

This reward is given to contestants Tang Wanrong and Tang Wanjun. I hope you will continue to work hard and contribute to the four modernizations of the motherland."

"Wanjun?" Wang Sen stared carefully at the photos of two girls with similar looks, and a fog suddenly rose in his heart. Could it be that this is the case?

"Auntie, do you have a phone call from Tang Wanjun's family?" Wang Sen asked.

"Yes, but it's been a long time since we've been in touch." Tang's mother said this a little sad, "Since Zihao's death, we have rarely walked around."

"I want to call them." Wang Sen said.

Tang's mother quickly found the phone number from Tang Wanjun's house. Wang Sen hurriedly dialed it over and beeped twice. The phone rang. A middle-aged woman's voice came from the opposite side, "Hey, hello, who?"

"I'll look for Miss Tang Wanjun." Wang Sen said concisely.

"This, this" There was a noise in the microphone. After a while, the microphone was blocked and only the sizzling sound of the electric current was heard. Three minutes later, the middle-aged woman's voice sounded again, "It's true

Sorry, our lady went to Hawaii and won’t be back next month. You can call in next month!" After saying that, she hung up the phone with a "snake", only a string of busy tones remained.

"It's true." Wang Sen had a vague answer in his heart. He picked up the phone and pressed Tang Wanrong's mobile phone number. Soon the other party answered, "Hey, hello."

"There is a ghost." Wang Sen thought secretly, but he still kept a calm tone, "Wanrong, it's me, where are you now? I want to find you and Wanjun to have a meal with your mother."

"Wanjun? Wanjun is very busy now." The other end of the phone was obviously panicked, and Wang Sen continued to ask, "Then look at the appointment! My mother said she will go back to the United States in a few days."

"Wang Sen, let's talk about this later. I'm very busy now." After saying that, the phone hung up. Wang Sen sat down, leaned his hand on the coffee table, and thought secretly.

Mother Tang looked at Wang Sen making phone calls one by one while flipping through the phone book, and couldn't help asking, "Wang Sen, what happened?"

"Auntie, I'm starting to doubt now," Wang Sen said his thoughts, "Wanrong may have been kidnapped. The current Wanrong is pretending to be someone else."

"What do you mean is that Wanrong was arrested, and then they found a substitute to pretend? Who would do this?" Tang's mother was so anxious that she was sweating, "Wang Sen, auntie beg you, auntie Wanrong is just a child

, If she has a few shortcomings, how can I explain to her father!"

"Auntie, don't worry, Wanrong is also my good friend. Even if I, Wang Sen, don't want this life, I will protect Wanrong! If Wanrong encounters something unexpected..." Wang Sen's face jumped up with muscles

, grabbed the fruit knife on the table and nailed it to the coffee table, "I'll start killing!"

The night was as bright as water. Wang Sen cleaned up his body and put his Type 92 pistol on his waist. Under the cover of black, he sneaked into Tang Ziqiang's home.

Tang Ziqiang's home is in a wealthy area, with a unique courtyard, a four-story villa, a flower bed, a swimming pool, and a fitness venue. In the city center where every inch of land is valuable, the value of the land occupied by the house alone is 500.

Around ten thousand.

"It's true that it's the life of a rich man." Wang Sen held the Rambo saber in his mouth, cut off the wire on the wall, jumped into the yard, and tiptoed to the window.

At this time, the room was brightly lit, and several servants in white shirts were serving the family for their meal. Tang Ziqiang ranked first, still in coarse cloth clothes, holding a large enamel bowl and eating, while others were holding silver plates.

, holding a knife in hand, Mans was cutting the steak in a systematic manner under the accompaniment of light music.

"Tang Ziqiang is indeed too much." Wang Sen couldn't help laughing when he saw the dining scene of "Bahe Crab", but he didn't have time to laugh now. He found a hidden point and started to implement his plan.

A servant wearing a white shirt walked out humming a small song, stood in the corner smoking, and looked into the room from time to time. After a while, a woman was posing in a pose, looking at the place where she looked around, hurriedly
Chapter completed!