Kiss him if you don't want to become a fox

Bai Ning was afraid that the other party would find him, so he didn't dare to get too close.

Zhang Xiaowan was in a bad mood and sat in the car with a gloomy face.

Fu Bao lay on the chair and stared at Zhang Xiaowan. After a few minutes, Zhang Xiaowan yawned.

After she was pregnant with the child, she was prone to sleepiness, and she didn't suspect it. After sitting for a while, she felt so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She pulled off the thin blanket, covered her body, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The driver in the front seat looked up at Zhang Xiaowan from the rearview mirror, with a flash of hatred in his eyes.

Seeing the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror, Fu Bao shouted in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Dad, something is wrong with the driver."

Bai Ning: "Go to the front and see what he looks like."

The taxi that Bai Ning took was squeezed away by the traffic, beyond the distance of empathy with Fu Bao, but he was still able to communicate.

Fu Bao jumped to the front passenger seat, and then described the driver's appearance.

Song Zihao!

Bai Ning didn't expect Song Zihao to directly deck Zhang Xiaowan's car and hijack Zhang Xiaowan.

The other party's car quickly got on the Ring Expressway.

Song Zihao left the city, stopped the car, took off the deck, and continued to drive.

Bai Ning sent a text message to Li Ziyin: [Song Zihao kidnapped Zhang Xiaowan. 】

Li Ziyin replied in seconds: [What's going on? 】

Bai Ning told the general situation through text messages.

Li Ziyin: [Where are you now? 】

Bai Ning: [I took a taxi and followed Song Zihao. 】

Li Ziyin got up immediately, and while walking downstairs, guided Bai Ning to log off the monitoring software, and then locked Bai Ning's location with his mobile phone.

Hanging up the phone, asked Xiao Qiao to contact the police, opened the door, and got in the car.

When the taxi driver saw that he was leaving the city, Bai Ning still didn't say where he was going, but only said that he followed the car in front of him, feeling suspicious in his heart, and looked back from the rearview mirror one by one.

Fortunately, it was daytime, if it was night, Bai Ning would definitely be thrown on the side of the road without being charged.

An hour and a half later, Song Zihao's car stopped in front of a house in the countryside.

The rural areas around the city are quite rich, and the houses are pretty good. There are two-story small western-style buildings. The entrance is a small courtyard of more than 100 square meters. situation.

Bai Ning didn't know what Song Zihao wanted to do, anyway, he had Fu Bao following him, so he wasn't afraid of losing someone, he didn't want to startle him, so he asked the driver to stop the car from a distance.

The driver always felt that the old man was behaving abnormally, wondering if he was trying to do something bad.

Although the number of murders and carjackings has decreased in recent years, it is not unheard of. The driver took the money and left quickly.

Bai Ning walked to the intersection and looked around. There were very few houses in this area. There were fruit trees on both sides of the road. Only one house could be seen on the top of the mountain far away.

Zhang Xiaowan was brought here, if she put away her mobile phone, no one would hear her screaming.

The appearance of an old man will make people slightly less vigilant. Bai Ning's disguise is still more than an hour away. He is not in a hurry to restore his original appearance, and slowly approaches the house.

After walking a few steps, I looked up and saw the camera on the upper right corner of the gate.

Bai Ning: "..."

He originally wanted to go up to check the structure of the house, and didn't intend to alarm Song Zihao, but with such a camera, Song Zihao might have spotted him the moment he approached.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to the door, and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened after a while, and Song Zihao stood at the door, looking at him warily: "Who are you looking for?"

Walking up from the intersection, within a short distance of more than ten meters, Bai Ning only had time to ask the system if he could find the information of this family.

This time the system was very powerful, and it actually gave Song Zihao some information the moment he opened the door.

The head of this household was Wu Xiuyun, and his husband was Song Guoguang. Song Guoguang was the son-in-law of Wu's family and Song Zihao's distant uncle.

Wu Xiuyun has only one son, and his son went to Jiangcheng to go to college. Wu Xiuyun is very attached to his son. When he is not busy, he will go to Jiangcheng to stay with his son for a month.

Wu Xiuyun and Song Guoguang just went to Jiangcheng a few days ago.

Song Zihao is not a local, his family is very poor, his parents are gone, he is the only one left, but he strives hard and is admitted to a key university in the capital.

It's a pity that he was admitted to college but had no money to go to college. At this time, his cousin from afar, whom he had never met, extended a helping hand to him, called him, and helped him pay for the school so that he could go to college.

Song Zihao was rich, but he didn't forget his roots, and he was good to the Wu family.

When Song Guoguang went to Jiangcheng, he would always tell Song Zihao. Song Zihao knew that Song Guoguang and his wife had gone to Jiangcheng. He called Wu Xiuyun yesterday and said that the work pressure was too great and he wanted to live in the country for two days to relax.

Wu Xiuyun has been in the fruit business for the past few years, and Song Zihao has often helped them make connections. Wu Xiuyun heard that Song Zihao wanted to borrow a house, so she lent it to him without further ado.

Wu Xiuyun often stayed in Jiangcheng for a month, and there was no guarantee that the house would be safe. Before leaving, she left a key for her sister. After receiving Song Zihao's call, she asked her sister to give the key to Song Zihao.

When Song Zihao asked, Bai Ning said, "Is Song Guoguang there?"

Seeing that the other party was an old man who was looking for Song Guoguang, Song Zihao heaved a sigh of relief: "Not here, are you okay?"

"I passed by and saw that their fruit trees had worms, so I came over and told them to pay attention."

"Okay, I'll tell them when they come back."

Bai Ning nodded, turned around and left.

Song Zihao watched Bai Ning leave and closed the door after seeing nothing unusual.

Bai Ning walked to the place where the camera couldn't take pictures of the door, then stopped, looked to the left and right, no one was there, got into the fruit grove, transformed into his real body, changed his position and approached Wu's house, and when he arrived outside the wall of Wu's house, let Fu Bao opens visual sharing.

Zhang Xiaowan was still awake, and was gagged and tied in the cellar, with some medical equipment beside her.

Song Zihao went out, Zhang Xiaowan was still in a coma, and Fu Bao wandered around unscrupulously, making Bai Ning see everything he wanted to see.

Bai Ning's eyes stopped on those medical equipment, and he remembered that Song Zihao graduated from medicine, and later abandoned medicine to go into business.

Thinking of this, his scalp suddenly felt a little numb. Song Zihao would not turn love into hatred, and he would kill Zhang Xiaowan and dismember him.

Bai Ning instigated Song Zihao to find Zhang Xiaowan, but he didn't want to kill anyone.

How to do?

Call the police?

Bai Ning has a strong learning ability, and he can basically draw inferences from what he has seen. However, he has been in the human world for too short a time, and there are still many fields that he has not been exposed to, such as the medical field...

Although Bai Ning imagined a picture of killing and dismembering corpses, he also knew that the items in the utensil tray had nothing to do with dismembering corpses.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask Li Ziyin to help him analyze the current situation.

Just as he took out his mobile phone from his Qiankun bag, the cellar door was pushed open, and Song Zihao walked into the cellar.

Zhang Xiaowan just woke up, her breath was filled with damp musty smell, she opened her eyes, and the strange environment piled up with all kinds of sundries made all her spirit tense up instantly.

"woke up?"

Hearing Song Zihao's voice, Zhang Xiaowan raised her head suddenly, saw Song Zihao who stopped in front of her, shrank back in fright, and exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

What she wanted to say turned into an indistinct sob in her mouth, and then she realized that she was tied up, and her eyes instantly showed horror.

Song Zihao pressed the recording pen, put it aside, then squatted down in front of her, and put his hands on her lower abdomen, his voice was indescribably gentle: "Xiao Wan, I just want you to tell me that this child is mine."

After speaking, he pulled out the cloth ball stuffed in Zhang Xiaowan's mouth.

Looking at the recording pen, Zhang Xiaowan blurted out the word 'no' without thinking.

Song Zihao's last hope for Zhang Xiaowan was suppressed, and his face turned cold: "In this case, I can only prove it myself."

"How do you prove it?" Zhang Xiaowan felt a chill rise on the soles of her feet.

"Just one dna can prove that the child is mine."

Song Zihao's voice was still gentle, but it made Zhang Xiaowan's hair stand on end.

"No, I don't want to."

Bai Ning looked back at the medical equipment and realized that Song Zihao actually wanted to perform ascites puncture on Zhang Xiaowan.

Paracentesis, even in a regular hospital, has certain risks.

Song Zihao was actually in such a place, doing the puncture for Zhang Xiaowan himself.

Bai Ning thought Song Zihao was crazy.

He was the one who sold the news to Song Zihao. If something happened to Zhang Xiaowan here, he would have nothing to do with it.

He wants to destroy the slag, but not in this way.

have to stop.

Bai Ning ordered Fubao: "Fubao, find a chance to steal the needle."

Without the main tool for piercing, the job cannot be continued.

Fu Bao hid himself, jumped onto the workbench, sat in front of the surgical tool tray, and looked at Song Zihao and Zhang Xiaowan next to him.

Zhang Xiaowan guessed what Song Zihao was going to do, struggled desperately in fright, shouted 'help' a few times, saw that Song Zihao didn't care, realized that shouting was useless, and said repeatedly: "It's your child, it's yours, Please don't do this."

"Didn't you say it belonged to Liao Xin?"

"He won't be able to have children." Zhang Xiaowan was afraid of angering Song Zihao again, so she could only follow Song Zihao's words and listen to what he wanted to hear, thinking that if these recordings were leaked out, she would say that she was afraid that Song Zihao would kill her. forced to say.

Hearing what Zhang Xiaowan said, Song Zihao narrowed his eyes and suppressed the anger rising in his heart: "Then tell me, how did you convince Liao Xin that this child is his."

Zhang Xiaowan didn't know that Song Zihao knew that his son's DNA matched Liao Xin's: "I stole your hair to make DNA, and then I found someone to forge Liao Xin's inspection report."

If there was no news of Bai Ning's sale, Song Zihao would have believed Zhang Xiaowan after hearing this.

But if this recording fell into Liao Changchun's hands, Liao Changchun would know that she was lying to Song Zihao with nonsense.

Because her fetal DNA test was supervised by Liao Changchun, it is impossible for any man-made falsification.

"Xiao Wan, you haven't told the truth yet?" Song Zihao stared at Zhang Xiaowan.

"I'm telling the truth."

Song Zihao's face turned cold: "In this case, I can only do a self-examination and send it to Liao's house."

"You've already recorded, isn't that enough?"

"That's not what I wanted to hear."

"Then what do you want to hear?"

"Tell me how you know that my son's DNA matches Liao Xin's, how you deliberately slept with me in order to get a child who can match Liao Xin's DNA..."

Zhang Xiaowan's face turned pale instantly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Then we don't need to say anything." Song Zihao picked up the rubber gloves and put them on slowly.

Zhang Xiaowan didn't know how Song Zihao knew these things, but she knew that if she told her, the Liao family wouldn't believe her, not to mention that the child in her belly was not Liao Xin's.

Even if she escapes this catastrophe today, she will be kicked out by the Liao family.

"Song Zihao, you can't treat me like that."

Song Zihao was unmoved, and put on his gloves carefully.

There were no other residents nearby, and it was in the cellar. Zhang Xiaowan screamed and broke her throat, but no one would hear her.

But Zhang Xiaowan moved too much and couldn't be operated on.

Song Zihao took out a handkerchief soaked in drugs and covered Zhang Xiaowan's mouth and nose.

Taking this opportunity, Fu Bao picked up the needle and ran away.

Song Zihao's attention was on Zhang Xiaowan, but he didn't see the syringe floating around him.

There are many grocery pickle jars in the cellar, and Fu Bao threw the needle into the corner where the pickle jars were placed.

Bai Ning saw that Fu Bao lost the syringe, and immediately called the police, saying that he saw someone kidnapping Zhang Xiaowan.

The police asked about the process and Bai Ning's identity information according to the procedure.

Bai Ning's identity information cannot be disclosed, so he made up a fake name.

Song Zihao turned to the utensil tray, and found a vacancy suddenly appeared in the arranged utensils. He checked the utensils again, and found that the syringe was missing, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Looking at the ground, there is nothing.

If he forgot to bring the syringe, there wouldn't be a vacancy here.

Song Zihao quickly looked around, but there was nothing there, and when he looked back at the empty space on the utensil tray, a creepy feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

He swallowed hard, untied Zhang Xiaowan from the chair, carried it on his shoulders, and quickly left the cellar.

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