At the Denmark Residence, Randy trotted into the study, clutching his ŀȧptop.
Joshua and Hazel were in the study now, their faces grim.
"Haven't you found the van yet?" Hazel asked anxiously.
She had never expected the little girl to run away from home because they didn't travel with her!
Shortly after Heather left the Denmark Residence, they knew it and were on the hunt for her.
Joshua was able to track down the monitor of Heather's being abducted. It was just a pity the car had left the city. Without the monitor in the city, they could only judge: the general direction and then dispatch people to search.
"Mom," Randy said, his cold little face softened when he looked at Hazel, "I know where my sister is."
"Randy, what did you say?" Hazel looked at him in shock, and even Joshua felt a little surprised.
"A kidnapper called just now," Randy handed the ŀȧptop to them, "so I tracked his location. The area is within four hundred meters."
Hazel was even more shocked. She knew Randy was smart and learned everything quickly, and Joshua liked to teach him esoteric things. But was her son so capable?!
He was only seven years old! But this was not the right time for her to marvel.
Joshua took the ŀȧptop. Randy had already mapped the location on the map.
"Dad, quickly arranged for someone to save the stupid Heather," Randy said in an earnest voice. No matter how hard he pretended to be calm, he could not hide the worry in his voice.
"We do want to go, but we can't go here." Joshua frowned slightly as he spoke, "The phone tracking has been interrupted. He must have turned his phone off in case we could track his location. That is to say, he's already moved with Heather."
Randy understood instantly. He had always admired Joshua because he found him to seem omnipotent.
"So, what do we do now?" Randy asked.
"Here, here." Joshua pointed in three different directions. "These are all places where the kidnappers are probably hiding. The kidnappers have held her for so long, but it is only just now that they called us to extort money. Presumably, they aren't professional kidnappers but temporary. They have a better chance of escaping in this direction." With that, he pointed in one of the directions.
"Why?" Randy asked in puzzlement.
Joshua paused and then explained, "It's said that Madden Village will be built into a big amusement park, but the construction hasn't started yet, so the house is still there. There aren't many people here, so it's a good place to hide. Besides, the traffic is good, and if the kidnappers want to escape, it is very convenient. If they aren't professional, they won't think too much and will definitely choose the best place for them."
Randy looked adoring. "I see."
"Okay," Joshua said. He took out the phone the next moment and called, "You all go to Madden Village to intercept the kidnappers."
His phone rang again immediately after it was hung up.
"Joshua, has my dearest niece been kidnapped?" On the other end of the phone came Simon's exasperated voice.
"Yes, I've probably found her place, though. We're going to save her now," said Joshua in a deep tone.
"Tell me where Heather is," said Simon anxiously. "I'm going to save her now!"
"Near Madden Village." Joshua didn't hide it from him.
"Madden Village?" Simon was a little surprised.
"What's wrong?" Joshua ċȯċked his eyebrows slightly.
"Nothing," Simon came to his senses and said. "I happen to be on my way to Madden Village."
"What happened?" Joshua asked in surprise.
"I went to meet a friend today. It so happens that his nephew has also been kidnapped, so we're on our way to rescue him...
Wait a minute!" Simon felt somewhat incredulous.
"Is it possible for these two children to have been kidnapped by the same people?"
Joshua was a little surprised, but then he remembered that he had seen Heather taken away with a boy about Randy's age on the monitor. So that might have been coincidental.
"Perhaps," said Joshua, "Let's stop chatting. We have to save them quickly."
***
Alexander and Heather were put in the back of the car. They looked at the human trafficker. The human trafficker drove, but he looked at them from time to time.
It so happened that there was a fruit knife near them. Unfortunately, it was still covered with sticky juice. Presumably, this group of human traffickers had just used it to peel fruit.
Alexander looked at Heather and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Heather. Your parents will come to save you."
As he spoke, his body moved slightly toward the knife...
Heather saw Alexander's movements. She knew what Alexander was doing, so she moved closer to him and said softly, "Alex, I'm not afraid. I believe in my parents. Er... Don't you like your uncle?"
As she approached him, she blocked the human trafficker's gaze.
Alexander kept moving, his eyes dim. "No, I didn't like him before."
"Why?" she asked, blinking. "I think he's very kind to you."
The two of them kept talking, distracting the human trafficker. Soon Alexander took the chance and held the fruit knife in his hand. Then he took the fruit knife and began to cut the rope quietly.
He continued talking to prevent his movement from arousing the human trafficker's suspicion, "Yes, I found out today who was really nice to me. My mom was from a noble family, but my dad... Gary was a poor boy and somehow managed to deceive her, who insisted on marrying him."
Judging from his words, he wasn't willing to even call Gary's dad now.
"And then?" she asked.
"Later..." he said with dim eyes. "My grandpa and my uncle disagreed, saying that Gary was just trying to cheat the family out of money, but my mom was too stubborn, and Gary seemed to know something was wrong, so he tricked my mother into conceiving me."
"Ah?" she was puzzled. "Don't the kids all come from a trash can? That's what my brother said!"