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Chapter 220 The Kidnapped Hostage Who Disappeared

When I went to work on Monday, no one mentioned the video.

When Shen Ke came in, Chen Mo was pacing back and forth with his big teapot as usual. When he saw her pace, he immediately gloated, "I didn't kneel down at the keyboard, why did you kneel down?"

Shen Ke's face turned dark when he heard this.

She believed Li Yuan!

What does it mean for a big player to sleep soundly and feel refreshed the next day?

She was so tired that night that she went to bed, but when she woke up the next morning, she thought she had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed in the middle of the night.

She thought about it, rolled up her sleeves, and nodded to Chen Mo, "Well, I was beaten! Do you have the black jade intermittent ointment?"

Chen Mo's smile disappeared instantly, "Who hit you? Were you attacked again? Why didn't you call me immediately? If something happened, you planned to let your body walk into the city bureau and lie down

Yan Xiulin’s autopsy table?”

Shen Ke looked at Chen Mo's worry mixed with anger, and then looked at Qi Huan and Zhao Xiaomeng who were surrounding him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It turns out that in your heart, I am this kind of god! It's okay, I made a few gestures with Li Yuan."

When Chen Mo heard this, he glared at Shen Ke fiercely, "Why don't you make me mad to death?"

Shen Ke blinked and stuffed the breakfast he bought into Chen Mo's hand, "I'm afraid you'll be so angry that you go downstairs by yourself. It's a bit scary."

Chen Mo hesitated, waved his fist at Shen Ke, lowered his head and smelled the familiar fragrance in his hand, and instantly changed his face and became happy again.

"Hey, this is the crumbled sesame cake from the South Gate of No. 1 Middle School. This is my favorite, okay! Shen Ke, you've learned how to flatter a horse with a smooth beard! You've really grown up!"

As Chen Mo said that, he picked up the big sesame seed cake and started to chew it.

When Shen Ke opened her mouth to speak, Chen Mo quickly stopped her with his eyes, "Shut up and let me fuck for three more seconds."

Shen Ke listened, nodded three times, confirmed the three seconds of respect, and said, "I bought it with the red envelope you gave me yesterday."

Chen Mo thought about yesterday's voice attack that seemed to have disappeared into the sea, looked at the crumbled sesame cakes in front of him, and remembered that he had given such a handle to Shen Ke's hand, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Ke!"

As soon as he said this, he saw Li Yuan walking in swaggeringly. His face was frosty and he looked like he was 2.8 meters tall.

He's either a special forces king, a cold-faced prince, or even an underground boss...

Chen Mo was in a daze when he saw Li Yuan grinning, "Team Chen, the Horse Racing Bureau is looking for you! I don't know how many hours this talk will take... Don't drink too much water!"

Chen Mo wished he could give himself a slap in the face!

Give him face! He's still a boss! He's almost a fool!

He thought, picked up his beloved teapot, ate sesame seed cakes and walked towards the horse racing bureau's office.

"Shen Ke, Li Yuan, I bought coffee, it's more like usual, Shen Ke's black coffee without sugar, Li Yuan's sea salt."

Shen Ke saw Li Yuan coming in and was about to gouge him out when he heard Qi Huan say to them.

He is wearing a light green half-sleeved shirt today, which is the popular Morandi color and looks a bit gray. His hair has been newly trimmed, and he looks particularly refreshing.

Shen Ke glanced at Qi Huan, picked up the coffee on the table, thought about it, and shared the sesame cakes in his hand with everyone.

Qi Huan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was no different from usual. He picked up the sesame cake, smelled it, and took a bite.

He looked at the bruises on Shen Ke's arm and said nothing. He picked up the water bottle and sprayed water on the newly planted sunflowers.

He didn't ask, but Zhao Xiaomeng asked with bright eyes, "Senior sister, are you and Brother Li together on the weekend?"

When Qi Huan heard this, his ears perked up, but before Shen Ke could answer, there were rapid footsteps at the door.

"There are eucalyptus seeds." There was wind at Chen Mo's feet, and he didn't even notice that there were cake crumbs on his mouth.

"The horse racing bureau asked me to come over. They have a ticket to be handed over to us. I'll simply tell you the ticket and we'll set off immediately."

"This is a kidnapping. The kidnapped person's name is Lin Xueyuan. He is the only son of Lin Donglai, the owner of the original film and television company. He is twenty-six years old this year. After returning from studying abroad, he joined the original film and television company."

"On Saturday night, Lin Xueyuan went to visit the crew of "The Long Sky" and never came home. On Sunday morning, Lin Donglai's wife Zhang Yufen received a call from the kidnappers, demanding a ransom of 10 million."

"Zhang Yufen was in a hurry to go out to play mahjong. She thought it was a prank call and ignored it. At noon, she found that she had received photos on her phone from Lin Xueyuan's phone."

"In the photo, Lin Xueyuan was tied up, and his white shirt was covered with blood. Zhang Yufen then took it seriously and came back to find Lin Donglai. They did not dare to call the police. According to the kidnapper, the gold bars worth 10 million were covered with black

Packed in handbags and placed in a garbage dump."

"But until this morning, they didn't wait for Lin Xueyuan to come back."

Chen Mo said and added, "Lin Xueyuan's father, Lin Donglai, is an alumnus of the Horse Racing Bureau, so he went directly to the Horse Racing Bureau to report the case, hoping that we can rescue Lin Xueyuan."

He said, his voice a little heavy, "You want to see someone alive, and you want to see your body dead. The gold bars were taken away, but the hostages were not returned."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's set off immediately. Xiaomeng will go with the equipment. Maybe the kidnapper will call again and we will see if we can locate him."

Zhao Xiaomeng nodded solemnly. Although she didn't go on many foreign trips, she was no longer as flustered as when she first arrived.

Especially today's eucalyptus was not as weird and bloody as before, which made her feel a lot more relaxed.

God knows that after Chen Mo showed her the autopsy, she now saw Yan Xiulin, who was covered in hair.



Shen Ke looked at Zhang Sijia's name that was half-typed on the computer, clicked the delete button, then turned off the computer and stood up quickly with her bag in hand.



"Captain Chen, you must find out who is the killer who wants to harm our Xueyuan! We don't need the money, but I only have one son! I gave birth to him after ten months of pregnancy. If Xueyuan is gone."

"Old Lin, what's the point of living in this world?"

Shen Ke frowned slightly as he listened to Zhang Yufen's crying in the room.

The home was lavishly decorated, like a medieval palace. On the wall of the living room hung a still life landscape oil painting about two meters wide, depicting a spring field. The painting technique was usually full of craftsmanship.

It looks like a wealthy man shouting with his mouth open, "You are a brother, come and cheat me! If you are stupid, money will come quickly."

"Stop crying, can you save Xueyuan by crying?"

Lin Donglai is a man in his fifties. He is wearing trousers and a tie. His dark gray shirt is somewhat wrinkled. His hair is messy and he looks particularly haggard.
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