Dedicated to the silly little white artist

340 six

Jiezi told the BEACHER headquarters the news at the No. 11 minute when Zheng He disappeared.

It was raining heavily today, and he watched Zheng He's car slowly drive towards the intersection from the roof, when suddenly a big sign blocked his view, and then, the traffic beside the sign suddenly appeared to be driving in the opposite direction, and the traffic appeared. After a short period of paralysis, all the cars were parked in place and could not move. Jiezi thought that Zheng He was still under the signboard, but when he spent 5 minutes changing buildings to locate and search, he found that Zheng He's car was still in place. The person has disappeared.

This kind of thing had never happened before. Mr. Bai felt that he had put all his attention on himself, and no one would come to trouble Zheng He. On this ordinary rainy day, an accident happened.

Jie Zi clenched his fist and slammed on the railing, and put on an infrared locator.

Zheng He's watch and spectacle frame are a synchronous positioning system. The dial of the watch is equipped with a micro-infrared device, and the main working equipment is placed on the part where the spectacle frame intersects with the ear, so as to prevent Zheng He from calling for help. Clumsy to be found.

From a practical point of view, Mr. Bai who bought this set of locators for Zheng He is simply a fortress of cleverness.

340 seven

It was BEACHER's regular board of directors when Zheng He disappeared.

Assistant Fourteen hurried in and shouted without avoiding anyone, "Boss Bai is not well, Mr. Zheng is missing!"

The members of the board of directors all saw Mr. Bai's indiscriminate doting behavior towards Zheng He, and their faces changed.

Bai En could hold his breath, clasped his hands gracefully, and put them on the table: "When did you find out that it was missing?"

Seeing Mr. Bai's posture on the 15th, he became even more frightened: "[-] minutes ago."

"Hmm..." Mr. Bai pondered for a while, and wrote a series of numbers casually for someone to contact the person on the phone. When he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him, and said coldly, "Why are you still here?"

Everyone: "..."

Without you speaking, who would dare to leave.

After a while, Mr. Bai also realized that his fault was his own. He waved his hands coldly and said, "The meeting is over today."

Sang Bei directly asked someone to lift the elevator up.

Mr. Bai asked calmly, "Do you know where Zheng He is now?"

Fourteen nodded: "There is nothing wrong with the positioning system. Candy is leading people to chase after him, but they seem to be coming from this direction."

Mr. Bai suddenly said: "Let Sang Bei in."

Sang Bei hurriedly opened the door and entered, saying, "I've been by my side all the time, what do you want from me?"

Mr. Bai said: "Call Candy back, the interior of BEACHER is empty, I think the other party is likely to come here."

"How is that possible?" Sang Bei was astonished: "They are not stupid, Zheng He is still in their hands."

Mr. Bai unconsciously tapped the table with his fingers, and he said softly: "First of all, I have a hunch that they want Zheng He to be a hostage, so Zheng He's personal safety can be assured, and secondly, it is definitely not my enemy who kidnapped Zheng He. Otherwise, they couldn't even destroy the positioning system on Zheng He's spectacle frame, and there is only one person in my mind who can be sure." He rubbed his temples: "Contact me Chen Ming."

"Yes." Sang Bei placed the dialed phone next to Mr. Bai. After answering the phone, Mr. Bai suddenly shouted angrily, "Is there no one around him? What about the bodyguards? Why don't they even look down on him! Get out!"

Fourteen was so frightened that he almost knelt down, and hurriedly stood behind Sang Bei, only to find that Sang Bei's hands were shaking too.

Almost everyone in BEACHER was praying silently, hoping nothing would happen to Zheng He.

340 eight

Zheng He's hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he was chattering about Mr. Bai with the two bodyguards.

Although, most of them are fake.

"I have been with Mr. Bai for many years. You don't know. I followed him when I was a fertilized egg. I have been with him for so many years. You don't know how important I am to him. He must have been anxious when he found out that I was missing..." This is Zheng He's self-reported experience.

The two men looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Then do you know what secret he has?"

Zheng He rolled his eyes and said, "Although he has many secrets, they are basically none in front of me. He trusts me very much. His work has always been done at home, in the hall, with the curtains closed. Then people who want to see him have to go upstairs from the underground parking lot downstairs. There is no flaw on the outside. I accidentally saw these three notebooks in the lobby, and all of them are numbers. I think that's some kind of password or something."

This is a bit too much, the man raised his pistol: "Don't lie to us!"

Zheng He flinched, then smiled and said: "How dare, how dare, my life is in your hands, as long as you save my life, I can tell you anything."

The man with a relatively hoarse voice suddenly said: "Bai En would trust someone like you, you really are blind."

"I'm just a bed partner, it's just that I'm older, and I know what I shouldn't know," Zheng He said with a smile: "I'm just one of his belongings. It's not very useful to keep it. It's a pity to lose it. hey-hey."

The man with the gun suddenly grabbed Zheng He's hair: "Bai En's vision should be good, I don't know what's so good about you, a dead gay, that you can stay by his side for such a long time."

Zheng He was sweating coldly, and he said, "This...Mr. Bai is nostalgic. My brother has a personal relationship with him. He has taken good care of me for so many years, so I can always stay by his side."

"So that's how it is." The two people finally felt relieved. They were on the avenue of Suet Road, surrounded by a steady flow of traffic, and it was only a 5-minute drive from Mr. Bai's BEACHER.

He kept praying in his heart, hoping that Mr. Bai would have found out that he was missing, and that the bodyguards in BEACHER were still there.

The car suddenly turned into a small intersection next to it. The man with a hoarse voice looked at the building with a binoculars and asked, "Have you ever been to the BEACHER building?"

Zheng He had heard from Mr. Bai that only his special elevator could go up to the top floor of the building, and that he had to scan his fingerprints. The security performance was very good, but he was afraid that if these two people took advantage of the loophole to go upstairs, wouldn’t Mr. Bai be in danger? !

Seeing that Zheng He didn't speak, those two people suddenly punched him in the stomach. Zheng He snorted, thinking about the way out quickly in his heart, thinking that he should lure the other party into the building first, and said, "Go up." However, Mr. Bai took me up."

"How did you get in?"

Zheng He said: "There is a direct elevator on the first floor, and we took that elevator." He concealed that the only way to get to the top floor is the elevator.

"Where's the elevator?"

"The left side of the hall is far away from the front desk, about 30 meters away." Zheng He said. He had just finished speaking when the man he was talking to suddenly hit him with a knife on his neck. He rolled his eyes and passed out. Humanity: "Although I don't know how much this kid has told the truth, it should be useful to keep him."

"Then let's take him to do it at night."

"That's what I thought."

340 nine

News of Zheng He's kidnapping was suppressed.

Mr. Bai did it because he was afraid of causing more danger to Zheng He, and he held a wedding with great fanfare a while ago, which could easily arouse suspicion from others.

He has been suppressing the infinite anger in his heart, but he knows that if he asks the teacher now, then Zheng He may really not come back. The love of his life, the man who tidied up his territory before going out this morning, There is a great chance that he will not be able to return to his side——

Bai En's monstrous anger would almost annihilate him at any time.

Candy kept staring at Zheng He's infrared locator, and suddenly shouted: "They came downstairs from BEACHER! Mr. Bai, I think we should be able to save Zheng He."

"Wait a minute." Mr. Bai came over and zoomed in on everything around that address, and suddenly pointed his fingertips at a black car around the corner, and said, "Zheng He must be here."

Candy connected the coordinates on the location with the image, compared it several times and still couldn't believe it: "They are driving this kind of car, so they dare to come to us."

"Let Jiezi see if there are other accomplices around this car." Bai En gave the order.

"Jie Zi said no." Candy had asked this question before.

"Tell everyone," Mr. Bai's voice was ruthless for the first time: "Now start to get the time right, dispatch in an hour and a half, fourteen, call Police Officer Cheng, I have taken care of other things before. "

Zheng He woke up soon, but his head was still hurting, his shoulders and stomach were involved, and his body trembled after a while.He went out this morning without having breakfast. He has been hungry until now, coupled with mood swings, his stomach vomited acid water.

He found that the two people who kidnapped him were sitting in the front seat. He didn't know what they were whispering to each other.

Zheng He tried to break free from the rope in his hands, but the thing was tied too tightly. He recalled in his mind over and over again what Mr. Bai had taught him, any way to break free from the rope, but his face was still asleep. His expression and eyeballs didn't move.

His work literacy is very good, and besides, he has been playing dead for eight years, not once or twice. He secretly thought how long it would take for Mr. Bai to find himself, and how long he would have to save himself. He and Bai En have an indescribable trust, just like those two people just said to him, Zheng He believes that even if he tells the truth, Mr. Bai will only praise him for being smart, not angry.

Time is lost little by little.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the crackling raindrops are falling like ice cubes. The sound is heard on the glass windows. The man with the gun turns off the wipers, presses the warm air, looks out of the window that looks like a water curtain, and waits. As night falls.

Outside the car, heavily armed Chen Ming and others were approaching step by step...