Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"coming!"

A policeman reminded her in a low voice, and Chen Peiwen couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

From such a long distance, you can only see the man's movements clearly, but not his appearance.

The man was swaying as he walked, whether it was because his legs and feet were not very agile or he was simply drunk, and he almost fell into the green bushes next to him.

Chen Peiwen was a little disappointed and said: "This person is probably just a drunk passing by. How could he be a kidnapper?"

If the kidnapper really stumbled like the man downstairs, could he still kidnap Yuan Jia?

Chu Yao was also observing the man. Although the man's steps were messy, he didn't seem to have lost control of his body because he drank too much.

He would always inadvertently cast his eyes towards the area near Xinhe Magazine, as if he was checking to see if there was anything at the door of the magazine.

The policewoman deliberately put the bag upright so that it would be blocked by the handrails on both sides, making it difficult to see clearly.

If the kidnapper really came for the ransom, he would definitely go near the steps and look for the bag carefully.

Another point is that after drinking alcohol, the body will continue to heat up.

The man wears a heavy hat and scarf on his head. If he had drunk too much, he would have already started to take off his hat and scarf because of the heat.

"It's not yet certain whether he is a kidnapper. Ms. Chen, you can first think about whether he looks like someone you know." The police also reminded.

Chen Peiwen recalled all the people she knew and found that no one could name them correctly.

Judging from the man's figure, he was at least twenty years old, relatively young, probably not over forty-five years old.

The people of this age group that Chen Peiwen knows are nothing more than juniors, nephews and the like.

But the problem is that there is no male junior of this age in the Yuan family.

"No, it's probably not someone I know." Chen Peiwen said regretfully.

Within half a minute of her recall, the man's figure was getting closer and closer to Xinhe Magazine.

He didn't pretend to be drunk now. He looked around carelessly to make sure that no one was there, then he grabbed the leather bag on the steps and ran forward.

Before he could run a few steps, he was pinned to the ground by policemen who were hiding in the grass.

"Let's go! Let's go down and have a look too!"

Chen Peiwen was startled, followed the police downstairs, and trotted to the man's side.

At this time, the hat on the man's head had been taken off, revealing an unfamiliar face.

She grabbed the man's shoulder and asked hurriedly: "Where is Jiahao? Did you do anything to her? Why did you kidnap her?"

The series of questions confused the man. Seeing that he didn't speak, Chen Peiwen was even more anxious and wanted to slap him.

She did so, but was stopped by the police.

The man shouted in embarrassment: "No, you arrested the wrong person! I'm just here for a walk! I don't understand what you are talking about at all!"

The police asked: "A walk? Do you come to such a remote place for a walk? Also, what is the thing you are holding in your hand? Stop making excuses and tell the truth. What's so good about Yuan Jia?!"

The man was about to cry and said: "What is Yuan Jiahao? I don't know Yuan Jiahao at all! I come here for a walk every night. If you don't believe it, go check it out!"

"Don't talk to him anymore, take him back first!"