Chapter 94

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Song Ping stared straight at Bu Zhonghua. After more than ten seconds, his blood pressure suddenly shot up to the top of his head. He suddenly understood what he meant. Shock, confusion, and disbelief hit his heart at the same time, leaving his expression blank.

"You...you...you..."

He wanted to say how could you fool around like this? He wanted to say that your parents were afraid that they would come and kill me in the middle of the night. He wanted to say that I should not have let you two young ** live together in the first place; but thousands of words came to his throat. , finally gathered into a roar from the heart:

"...You guys were able to fool around all night!"

After a pause, he subconsciously felt that he had missed the point. The second sentence was:

"Go and explain to those two women yourself, don't expect me to help!"

The two women refer to Hao Xiujuan and Song Hui. Although Mrs. Song has always been relatively open-minded, she is also relatively open-minded among aunts of the same age. The shock of this kind of thing is still too unexpected.

"I should have thought of it earlier. I should have thought of it when you refused to fall in love for so many years. At that time, I thought you were just..." Song Ping stood there with blank eyes and murmured: "What should I do now? In the future. How can I explain it to your parents when I go down? After all these years, why did you hold such a huge pain in my chest all at once?"

Bu Zhonghua said: "I have no other meaning. I just want you to take more care of Wu Yu if something happens in the future. If you really can't accept it, you can just pretend you didn't hear it."

Song Ping immediately said: "That's nonsense, there's no such thing as a contingency!"

"Then just think I said it in vain."

Song Ping was worthy of being someone who had seen all kinds of things in the past thirty years. He took a deep breath and finally calmed down: "You really haven't touched Wan Changwen's daughter or grandson?"

Bu Zhonghua answered calmly: "I won't do unnecessary things."

Song Ping knew that he didn't know how to do it. With Bu Chonghua's method, there was no need to engage in such a big battle. It was his style to see people alive but not dead. The old director took a hissing breath, frowned irritably, cursed, and said, "Then this kidnapping case will be very difficult."

--Bu Zhonghuada was caught off guard and taken to the Public Security Bureau for interrogation for a long time on Saturday. It was only then that he finally learned the story of this bizarre kidnapping case from Song Ping.

Peng Wan, 31 years old, works in an equipment manufacturing company in Jinhai City. He lost his mother five years ago, got married four years ago, and his only son Tao Ze was born three years ago. Such a young woman with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary background has another unusual identity: she is Wan Changwen's only living daughter.

Thirty years ago, Wan Changwen ran away in a hurry when the drug-making case was discovered. Because the boat was overloaded and could not move, he threw his wife and children into the water and smuggled himself to Myanmar with a basket of gold bars. Later, he made a fortune by manufacturing and selling drugs in the Golden Triangle, and found countless wives. However, maybe because he had done so many bad things in his life, he never gave birth to anything. In other words, the daughter he abandoned back then became his only wife. of blood.

Wan Changwen's feudal ignorance is particularly serious. His biggest and most terrifying nightmare is not that he is suddenly caught by the police one day, but that he has no son. Without a son, he cannot face his parents. Without a son, he will be beaten by other "comrades" It pierced the spine, and he couldn't even close his eyes without his son. The Chinese police have studied his psychology very thoroughly, so they have not given up starting from this aspect for so many years. Although Peng Wan has been living alone with her mother since she was a child, and has not had the slightest contact with her nominal father for thirty years, her ID number has always been on the alert list of the public security system. She travels, lodges, goes to school, Seeking medical treatment, every major movement in her life is under the control of the police. Internal files will always mark her as the daughter of a drug lord.

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