The president is dying every day

Zhu Kaifeng went completely crazy, chasing and beating Jiang Huan, "What the hell are you talking about! Say it again if you have the guts!"

"Chuan'er loves you so much! That's how you fucking treat him!"

"Bastard! Bastard! Beast—!"

Jiang Yu raised her voice and shouted, "Separate them—!"

The little policemen rushed forward in a swarm and built a human wall between the two men, finally separating the two big men.

Jiang Huan was punched many times, the corners of his mouth were broken, and his eye sockets were covered with a large bruise, making him look miserable.

"Shut up in the reception room!" Jiang Yu said, "Keep calm!"

Zhu Kaifeng broke free from the policeman restraining him, "Don't touch me."

He strode towards the reception room in stride, "Master can walk by himself."

Jiang Yu lit a cigarette, looked at Jiang Huan, "Boss Jiang, why did you say you want to delete it?"

There was no expression on Jiang Huan's face, "They dare not take Ren Chuan's life."

Cui Minghao couldn't help being anxious, he shouted, "Who's right! Do you want to make fun of Chuan'er's life! Jiang Huan——!"

"If you don't delete it, you have to follow the rhythm of the kidnappers. You have to listen to what they say." Jiang Huan glanced at Cui Minghao, "And I'm sure, they dare not take Ren Chuan's life."

Jiang Yu frowned, Jiang Huan said "dare not", not "won't".

He asked, "What do you know?"

Jiang Huan glanced at him, but didn't say anything, "You can go to Changwen Mountain for a trial."

There was a loud bang, and the rain poured down.

Beijing turned into a ferocious steel beast, with its mouth wide open to eat people, and a pair of eyes like copper bells examining everyone.

"Captain..." The door of the interrogation room opened, and the policeman in charge of the interrogation came out, "There are no loopholes, people are innocent..."

"Retrial!" Jiang Yu raised her voice and ordered, "I don't believe it!"

He looked at Jiang Huan again, with a stern gaze, "Mr. Jiang, let's stop playing around. The one who was kidnapped is your lover. I think your relationship should be quite deep. His life and death are uncertain now. Do you have any clues?" Or if you find out, you should tell the truth.”

He patted Jiang Huan on the shoulder, "You should trust our people's police."

"It's not that I don't believe it." Jiang Huan looked at him expressionlessly. At this moment, he looked quite powerless, "It's that you can't do it."

Jiang Yu's face immediately turned cold.

"Wait! This gentleman!"

"Wait a minute! You can't go inside!"

"Step aside--!"

Jiang Yu frowned and looked at the door, "What's wrong?"

The female policeman ran out of breath, "That...the victim's father is here."

Ren Dongsheng is here.

Ren Dongsheng's body was soaked by the heavy rain, and he didn't look like a well-known entrepreneur at all. He looked ten years older, with mottled white hair, and he was a round and rich little old man.

He broke into the door untimely, not looking at the policeman, not at Cui Minghao, the first thing he saw was Jiang Huan.

Cui Minghao went up to meet him, "Uncle, why do you..."

"Let me take a look." Ren Dongsheng took off his hat, straightened his collar, and walked in front of Jiang Huan. Despite his trembling hands, he still maintained his demeanor, "Mr. Jiang."

This is the first time they meet, because Ren Chuan's life and death are uncertain.

Jiang Huan didn't know what else to say, he didn't even dare to call "Uncle" like Cui Minghao did.

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Huan suppressed the choking deep in his throat. All the weakness and sadness were like knives piercing his chest. He pretended to be as immobile as a mountain, "I shouldn't be sick..."

If you don't get sick...

Ren Chuan would not take a taxi by himself...

If Ren Chuan doesn't take a taxi by himself...

nothing will happen...

On the surface, it was calm and unwavering, but the emotions inside had completely collapsed. The tsunami-like emotions only made Jiang Huan's eye circles red. He curled up his fingers, like a child who admitted his mistake, "I shouldn't be sick of……"

"Boss Jiang, Mr. Jiang..." Ren Dongsheng said in a low voice when facing a junior, "I beg you... pink diamonds, give them..."

Two lines of old tears rushed out of Ren Dongsheng's eyes, and he choked up, "How much... I will pay you..."

He almost knelt down to Jiang Huan, "Bring my son back..."

Cui Minghao supported Ren Dongsheng, "Uncle, don't do this!"

He reassured: "So many policemen are trying to find a way, Chuan'er must be fine! He will definitely come back safely!"

"Mr. Jiang..." Ren Dongsheng grabbed Jiang Huan's hand like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, "Please...please..."

Jiang Huan didn't even know how he said, "Fenzuan..."

His voice became hoarse, as if it had been ground by sandpaper, "It's not here..."

"I handed it over to Ren Chuan..."

People were stunned.

The most critical pink diamond, I don't even know where it is now!

Jiang Yu said with difficulty: "So the kidnapper...wasn't for Pink Diamond at all..."

"...If they want to make money, they just need to press Mr. Ren."

Everyone is looking at each other.

What are the kidnappers for?!

At this moment, the technician yelled again, waking everyone up: "The kidnapper has posted a new video—!"

People flocked to the computer, but this time the kidnapper did not show up, and the camera focused on Ren Chuan, who was tied to a chair. He had obviously suffered a round of abuse, and his exposed skin was covered with wounds and bleeding.

Ren Dongsheng immediately lost his breath and covered his chest, "Chuan'er... Chuan'er..."

He fell down straight, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, "Hurry up, hurry up! Take it to the hospital—!"

Cui Minghao took off his coat and knelt on the ground to give Ren Dongsheng CPR, "Call 120!"

Their sight was taken away by the fainted Ren Dongsheng, and the video had been played for nearly half a minute.

When I looked over again, I found a timer-like box appeared on the screen, and the number inside was increasing steadily, and it had doubled dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Ren Chuan, who had passed out, had a bloody sign hanging on his body. The red blood was very glaring, and it said: "You decide how he dies."

The kidnappers are going to tear up the tickets!

Jiang Yu roared, "What are these numbers!"

The technician frantically operated, "It's a reply! As long as someone replies with a method of death under this post, the number will go up!"

This has evolved into a violent carnival across the Internet.

Anyone, even the passers-by who pass you by on the street, the peddler who hands you hot pancakes and fruit, the classmate who whispers in your ear, everyone may be the executioner.

Maybe it's out of curiosity, maybe it's excitement to try it out, maybe it's because people have never seen such an exciting thing, people are wearing anonymous vests, and they are unscrupulously having fun on the Internet.

Jiang Yu pressed her throbbing temple: "Contact the Cyberspace Administration of China to delete the post! Turn off the comments!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the camera of the video turned at an angle, revealing a kidnapper sitting behind Ren Chuan, holding a gun in his hand, aiming at the back of Ren Chuan's head.

The meaning is obvious, if you dare to delete it, send him to heaven now.

"What should I do..." The technician was stupefied, "I can't delete it... Comments can't be turned off..."

Even Jiang Yu, who had been working on major and difficult cases for a long time, felt it was difficult.

Things seem to have reached a dead end.

The kidnappers were not for money, but for Ren Chuan's life.

Let him die in front of the whole network in the cruelest and bloodiest way.

The office was dead silent.

"Analyze the video from beginning to end to see if you can find any loopholes." Jiang Yu finally found her own voice, "Now focus on the villages in the city to check warehouses, construction sites, and abandoned houses. people!"

Someone glanced out the window, the torrential rain, and the lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time, inevitably people wondered if the heavens were against us too.

This torrential rain came at an inopportune time.

"There is... a situation..." The technician suddenly shouted again, "The comment is wrong..."

The number on the dialog box has stopped, and even decreased a little bit.

People's eyes focused on the screen, and they saw that the bloody and cruel comment area had quietly changed, and more and more anonymous netizens were leaving messages.

"Come on! Live!"

"do not die!"

"come on!"

"Uncle police, hurry up!"

"There's an abandoned warehouse near our house! It's at NO.18 on Lianhua Street!"

"I don't want him to die, I want such a person to survive."

"It's a pity he died."

"You must hold on!"

Netizens who have already left comments are consciously deleting comments, as if an invisible hand is scrubbing the blood in the comment area.

Everyone felt incredible, "This..."

Jiang Yu slammed his fist on the table, unavoidably excited, "Damn it!"

Jiang Huan walked out of the office so quietly that no one noticed.

He came to the end of the corridor, the windows were washed by the heavy rain, and the city lights were refracted by the rain and became misty and eerie, falling in the depths of his pupils like two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

Jiang Huan took out a cigarette case from his pocket, held one in his mouth, shook his hands, but couldn't light it several times.

Finally, the cigarette was lit, and Jiang Huan looked at his cell phone and made a call.

A phone call across the sea, the other party did not answer for a long time, Jiang Huan was very patient and just waited.

With a beep, the phone was connected.

A male voice sounded from the other end, very strict and unresistable, "Hello."

Jiang Huan's throat became dry at this moment, as if swallowing a knife, he didn't know how much effort he had to open his mouth.

"Father."