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There are two hostages, one is Mother Song and the other is Song Wanwan.

For Song's father, one was his wife and the other was his daughter, and he had to choose one, which was really embarrassing for him.

But Xu Lingyin didn't seem to have this kind of trouble, even though one of the two was her own mother and the other was her own sister.

She said to Song's father: "If I had to choose, I would choose Song Wanwan. After all, she is still young. When I take over Xu's richest man's company, she can also help me in the company."

Father Song was secretly startled by the indifference in her tone, and he couldn't help shouting: "What about your mother? You just gave up on her like this?"

Xu Lingyin picked her ears, and took the phone away: "I know she is my mother, but can't I only save one now?"

When she said this, it was an understatement, and it sounded extremely cold-blooded.

For the first time, Father Song felt that it might be wrong to switch the children back then, and he felt faint regret.

Xu Lingyin probably also felt that what she said was too indifferent. After thinking about it, she added: "If the purpose of the kidnappers is really to borrow money, then they will not be able to tear up the ticket. Maybe they will give us some more time. Don't worry too much. .”

Father Song was right when he thought about it. Seeing his daughter comforting him, his mood immediately improved.

In a rural firewood house, Mother Song and Song Wanwan were tightly tied up, their mouths were stuffed with dirty and smelly cloth strips they found somewhere, they didn't understand how they came across this kind of situation when they just went out to watch a movie at night. thing.

The fashionable haircut that was done was all messed up, and the big-name clothes she wore also became dirty.

In the past two days, I ate hard noodles, and I was not full at all.

Tired and hungry, people were still in fear, and she was so sleepy that she didn't dare to sleep. Mother Song suddenly thought of Xiaoyan being kidnapped, whether it was so hard to endure, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was retribution.

"The agreed time has come." A young man stood up, his eyes fell on the two of them with sinister eyes: "See if your relatives have raised money for you."

Song Wanwan couldn't help shrinking, and hid herself behind Song's mother. Mother didn't know who this person was, but she did. Brother Qiang showed her a photo of this person.

She knew that this man used to be Brother Qiang's boss, and others called him "Brother Mang". Two years ago, he tortured and killed a female student in front of all the younger brothers, and then went to prison.

Didn't expect it to come out so soon.

This person has really killed someone, and his hands were stained with the blood of the dead, so how can Song Wanwan not be afraid?

She silently prayed in her heart, hoping that her father could ask her sister for money to save her life.

After a while, the phone rang and Brother Mang answered it.

Song's mother, Song Wanwan's heart rose to her throat at once. They watched his expression nervously, and saw him suddenly twitching the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically:

"Only raised 5000 million? Then you can only save one person. Who do you want to save? Is it the old one or the young one?"

As he spoke, he was about to tear off the cloth strips from their mouths.

He stretched his hand halfway, but stopped, then glanced at them, and said: "Oh, save the little one."

After hearing this, Song Wanwan's eyes burst out with a light of surprise.

On the other hand, Mother Song seemed to have been drained of all her strength, her eyes were ashen.

She was actually willing to sacrifice herself for her daughter, but this was an active choice. When she was passively abandoned by her relatives, she felt extremely sad.

She actually knew this young man who answered the phone. When he was taken away by the police for murder, she stood on the periphery of the crowd and took a look from a distance. The blood frightened.

After she came back that day, she had nightmares for several days in a row.

Now that her husband chose to save her daughter and waited for her own fate, she knew what kind of fate she would have.

She couldn't help thinking, it was really retribution.When Xiaoyan was kidnapped, she stood by and watched, but now it was her turn to be given up by her relatives.

Song Wanwan didn't hide behind Song's mother, she knew that she was safe, her heart was full of joy, and she completely forgot about her mother.

Brother Mang finished answering the phone and walked outside the firewood room, where a middle-aged man wearing a mask stood.

"Uncle, the one surnamed Song only raised 5000 million, and asked to let the little one go. How do you say now, will you really let him go in three hours?"

The middle-aged man said: "Of course you can't let it go. If you want to let it go, you have to let the old one go. Keep the young one so that the surname Song will continue to raise money. Now our family is facing bankruptcy, which is equivalent to standing on the edge of a cliff. We have to raise 1 million yuan within a week to save the company. Nothing can go wrong until the company gets through the crisis."

Brother Mang listened and nodded: "Two days have passed now, and there are still five days left."

The middle-aged man turned around to look back at the firewood room, and clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect the surname Song to be so rich."

Brother Mang echoed: "Yeah, I didn't expect that either. I thought his family only had 2000 million yuan at most. I was wondering whether to tie up a few more wealthy families to get [-] million yuan."

They originally asked Father Song for [-] million within two days, out of a temptation, and didn't hold out much hope, but from Father Song's tone, they knew that he had a way to get the money.

"Uncle, when the company gets over the difficulties, are you really going to pay back the money? I think the money surnamed Song came from is unclear, so I definitely dare not call the police, and there is no need for us to pay it back."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at his nephew and said, "Those two people can see your face. Since the one surnamed Song didn't dare to call the police, we will pay back the money, and this kidnapping can be treated as if it never happened from the beginning to the end." But it's just a loan."

Brother Mang saw that his uncle was thinking for his own sake, and he strengthened some thoughts in his heart: "Uncle, I don't think we can just let him go so easily, what if the person surnamed Song calls the police, or if he doesn't plan to raise money, what should he do? We have to feed their family some medicine before releasing them.”

The middle-aged man thought about it and agreed.

Brother Mang made a kind of chronic poison pill. After this poison enters the human body, it will cause the internal organs to fail rapidly. At the latest three months, they will definitely die. It is also impossible to recover, in other words, this poison will definitely greatly reduce the life span of a person.

In addition to the chronic|poison, he prepared another drug that would rot the glands and collapse the pheromones.These poisons are not accessible to ordinary people. When he was in prison, he met a drug dealer and got to know him well, so he knew some hidden purchase channels.

He spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to get two kinds of poison, three pills of each kind, six pills in total.

The two poisons are almost identical in appearance, which is what he specifically requested.

He forced the pills into the mouths of Mother Song and Song Wanwan, and said to them, "If you don't take the antidote within three days, your glands will be completely necrotic, and pus and blood will ooze out."

When Song's mother was let go, Brother Mang reminded her viciously: "Tell your husband, we will give him three more days, if we don't raise 5000 million, we will bear the consequences."

He put the poison in her palm: "Feed it to your husband, from the beginning to the end, you and your daughter shouldn't be the only ones suffering, you are a family."

When he said this, his tone was extremely sinister.

Mother Song flinched, squeezed the two pills tightly, and walked away in a daze.

The middle-aged man looked at his nephew: "I'm afraid she won't feed it."

"No, she will."