Yin moting led people around the forest to search for the trace of the kidnapper. There was no trace until the evening.
"Mo Ting, have a rest. Maybe they'll call later."
Such a big mountain, people are in the dark and they are in the light. Relying on manpower alone is simply looking for a needle in a haystack. Li Mu feels that he is about to collapse. The men behind him have been overdrawn, and everyone seems very tired.
Han Mingze was far behind the team and was already tired into a dog.
Among the first team, only Yin moting is still energetic. He seems to be winding up. He is not tired at all.
Li Mu put on Yin Mo Ting's shoulder and patted him a few times to give him the greatest comfort.
They are now at the top of the mountain. Next to them is the bottomless valley. The quiet bottomless Valley is like a beast with a big mouth. There are lush trees on the hillside, which are the fangs in the mouth of the beast.
Yin moting stood on a mountain stone and looked far away. In addition to the green that covered his eyes, he was still the green that covered his eyes.
Along the way, he imagined countless scenes, such as how to deal with the kidnappers when he found the trace of Liu morxi, or Liu morxi has escaped by herself. She can run away from herself several times, maybe from the kidnappers.
Even when he thought of finding her, she had been seriously injured, and he was ready for the worst. He can bear any result, but he can't stand this silent suffering. He doesn't know where to hit with his hot blood and clenched fist.
The cell phone still has a signal all the way, but there is no call.
Han Mingze caught up from behind breathlessly and finally caught up with everyone's speed. He sat down on the ground to rest and saw Yin Mo Ting's king style, staring at the deep valley like a lion overlooking his territory.
He himself was really too bad. Before he found Liu morxi, he was already running out of Yang.
Yin moting's walkie talkie also kept coming. There was no news in return, and the search fell into an impasse for a moment.
Han Mingze questioned Yin moting, "we didn't find Xiao Xi's whereabouts all the way. What should we do now?"
In the current situation, first, there was no clue about the trace of Liu Moxi and the kidnappers. Second, the kidnappers didn't call. Yin moting tossed so much noise, but he still got nothing. Han Mingze asked this question to make Yin moting admit his failure. In this way, he didn't look so useless.
Yin moting turned back and sat on the stone. It's better to take the initiative than wait to die. He wants to bet.
Took out his cell phone and dialed the number called by the kidnapper before.
"Di, di..." every time the tone rang, his eyebrows tightened. Maybe no one had asked him to wait so long when he called in the past. He couldn't get used to the sound of Di Di.
Just before the end, the phone was finally picked up, followed by a roar, "Hey, what's your hurry? Didn't I ask you to wait for news?"
"One billion yuan has been prepared and stored in an account, but the amount is huge, and I can't provide the whereabouts of the money. If no one confirms the collection in two hours, it will be automatically emptied and nationalized."
Yin moting said that there was no shadow. One billion yuan just existed in Cary, and the money would always be there. He made up a two-hour cover to force the kidnappers to trade in advance.
"Don't lie to me. You people are rich. If you don't have this one billion, prepare another one billion for me."
"I don't have to lie to you. The money is ready. Do you want it? It's all up to you. Where's my woman? I want to talk to her."
The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds. "When we collect the money, you can say what you have. I'll send you the address of the transaction."
When the phone was hung up, Yin moting was inexplicably nervous. He couldn't hear Liu Moxi's voice. He always felt nervous.