Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

This news was quickly handed over to Song Feng, along with another message: There are hostages, and the safety of the hostages must be kept safe!

hostage?

Song Feng immediately asked, "What kind of hostage?"

"The superior didn't mention it in the report, anyway, it is necessary to ensure the safety of witnesses!"

"Yes!"

Song Feng immediately mobilized two teams to prepare to arrive at the designated location.

On the way, he received a call from Zheng Yanran.

Looking at Zheng Yanran's phone number, he didn't want to answer it at first, but he was not willing to hang up.

He answered the phone, "Yanran."

"How about we go eat grilled fish at noon today? I'll go and book the room."

Song Feng nodded, "Okay, let's eat grilled fish."

"Then I'll wait for you to pick me up in the store?"

Song Feng looked at the time and felt that if the time was too tight, he might not be able to wait, so he said, "If I haven't arrived by 11:30, you can go to the grilled fish shop and wait for me. I have a temporary Task."

"Okay," Zheng Yanran told him as usual, "Be careful."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, the team members sitting next to Song Feng laughed, "Captain, sister-in-law is calling."

"Well," Song Feng put the phone aside and smiled.

Some team members asked: "Then when are you going to hold the wedding?"

Song Feng said, "Wait until my annual leave is approved for this year."

You know, for his position, sometimes he can't take his annual leave.

The team members immediately said generously: "At that time, let's use our annual leave to give the captain a few days!"

"Yes, no matter what, let the captain enter the door!"

"Yes!"

Song Feng kicked the nearest person directly, "Okay, I'm just talking nonsense, get ready, and start acting right away!"

"Yes!"

This is their relaxation habit.

Before the war, all aspects have been fully mobilized, so you need yourself to regulate your emotions.

When the vehicle turned a corner, several people had restrained their faces of joking, and they all looked in the direction of the old residential building.

In fact, the above instruction said that the other party has only one hostage in their hands, but in fact, if there is any conflict in such an old residential building, the other party will definitely find another hostage in a short time!
The residents in this residential house are all in a dangerous period!
Song Feng asked the technical principal to take out a drawing, which was the three-dimensional design drawing of this old residential house.

There are a total of six floors of residential buildings without elevators. In this case, the evacuation of the residents inside is a problem.

Song Feng made careful arrangements: "Xiao Zhu, you take the No. [-] team to disperse the residents on the sixth floor and take out their ID cards, but it must be done quietly and secretly."

"Yes!"

Team No. [-] is all female police officers. When communicating with outsiders, women should have an advantage.

Song Feng said: "After you have evacuated, give me the news in time!"

"Yes!"

The vehicle has driven under the shade of a large green bush in front of the residential building.

Several policewomen in plainclothes left and quickly ran up the stairs.

Song Feng lowered the car window by a gap, took a cigarette and put it on his lips, looking up at the blue sky, the sun is good today, it is a good time for a date, in the afternoon you can take Yanran to watch a movie.

…………

At this moment, on the sixth floor, Sang Lie and the others had already woken up, ordering takeaway as usual.

Alan asked Lin Qiao: "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Qiao rolled over from the bed, and suddenly retched.

"I'm kind of sick."

Alan was about to untie Lin Qiao's rope, but Fang Hui stopped him.

"She did it on purpose. Let her vomit, but I'll see what she can vomit."

"vomit……"

Lin Qiao lay on the side of the bed, retching uncomfortably.

I thought my appetite improved a bit yesterday, but who would have expected that I would start to retch again this morning.

Alan looked at Lin Qiao's appearance.

Both hands and feet were tied, and he could only curl up and retch with difficulty towards the other side of the bed.

"She doesn't seem to be doing it on purpose, Brother Hui." Alan said.

Fang Hui glanced at Alan casually, "Alan, are you still sympathizing with her? In this situation, either she will die or we will die!"

"I know, but..."

Sang Lie said, "Let go of her feet and let her vomit in the toilet."

Fang Hui turned his head, "Brother Lie!"

"That sounds awful," Sang Lie said, "Just take it out after vomiting and tie it up."

Only then did Alan get up and untie the ropes of Lin Qiao's legs, and dragged her to the bathroom.

Lin Qiao tied his hands in front of him, propped his elbows on the edge of the toilet, and vomited vigorously.

Alan frowned, "Did you have a bad stomach recently?"

Lin Qiao nodded, "Just the tomato sauce noodles yesterday...it's not bad."

A light flashed in Alan's mind.

Lin Qiao didn't like to eat sour food before, but now he especially likes to eat sour food. This is...

Alan shook her head violently, she took a step forward, squatted down, "Have you ever had sex with Mo Siting?"

Lin Qiao was feeling nauseous, his head froze, "What happened?"

"Go to bed." Alan said it bluntly, and Lin Qiao's ears turned red immediately.

Why did Alan suddenly ask such a question.

"I……"

Seeing Lin Qiao's reaction like this, Alan already understood without her answering.

She stood up, took two steps back, stood at the door of the bathroom and called out: "Brother Hui, order me a shrimp dumpling, and the ingredients will be wrapped in vinegar."

Sang Lie raised his eyebrows, "Don't you not like sour food? Could it be that you have it?"

Alan laughed, "How is it possible, I just want to eat something appetizing."

Lin Qiao, who was lying next to the toilet, was stunned by the conversation between the two outside.

Her mind regained some clarity from the chaos in an instant.

Fang Hui went to make a call, and Alan turned around and went back to the bathroom. Looking at Lin Qiao's stunned expression, he knew that she must have thought of it.

This girl is still exactly the same as before, never hiding her emotions.

"So, do you have it?"

Lin Qiao shook his head, "I don't know."

Seeing Lin Qiao's bewildered look, Alan walked over to pull her up, and helped her pat the dust off her trouser legs, "When did you last have your period?"

Lin Qiao blinked his eyes.

"Looks like... the third of last month?"

She has always had a vague memory of this incident, and she was very nervous. Last month, she just came back from the beach, and then Song Feng took a sudden action on Dongsanxiang, and Mo Siting was injured and hospitalized...

"It's been a month and a few days," Alan said in Lin Qiao's ear, "Wait out, go to the pharmacy to buy two pregnancy test sticks, and go for a test."

Lin Qiao's mind was buzzing.