As soon as Mrs. Woodson heard the other party's proposal, she knew that the ultimate purpose of his call was still related to her kidnapping case. She could not help sneering.
"So you're from the mantenings and want to make a deal with me?"
When Mrs. Woodson said this, without waiting for the other party to answer, she said coldly, "since you have done something illegal, you have to wait for legal sanctions. The mantenings have so much money that you can hire a lawyer to go to the court to appeal to the judge and the members of the jury, but you want me to withdraw the lawsuit, dream!"
Hearing Mrs. Woodson's rude refusal, the man on the other end of the line was obviously annoyed. He asked harshly, "Mrs. Woodson, aren't you afraid? What have we done to Darren? If you are short of arms and legs, don't blame me for not reminding you
Mrs. Woodson was a little nervous in the end, but she calmed down a lot at the thought that Feng Xun had sent Darren away safely, and Darren could not be reduced to the hands of the manteling family so soon.
"Do you think if you say that, I will believe that he is in your hands? Don't blame me for being rude if you want to blackmail me about something that must have happened... "Mrs. Woodson added with a sneer:" I've recorded this phone call, and I'll submit it to the court to let the judge know that you are not only wrong, but also dare to threaten the victims! "
When she said that, she was about to hang up the phone. The man on the other end of the line immediately said, "Mrs. Woodson, you can tell if it's unnecessary or not."
Without waiting for Mrs. Woodson to respond, a cry for help came to her ears.
"What do you want?" The voice was Darren's. with the scream, Mrs. Woodson almost threw away her cell phone.
It's impossible. Darren can't make such a tragic cry for help. She had sent a message with Darren before. He also photographed the beautiful local scenery for her and said that he wanted to watch the sunset with her on the coast of that small town
"EVA, eva... Help me..." Darren's voice sounded weak and low on the phone. Maybe he was seriously injured, and his voice was constantly shaking.
"What did you do to him?" Mrs. Woodson clenched her cell phone and snapped at the other end: "stop it
"Ha ha, Mrs. Woodson, now you should believe me..." the man on the other end of the phone gave out a strange laugh and said in a quiet voice: "nothing, just want you to know that he is really in our hands!"
"No way, he can't be in your hands at all!" "You just let a man disguise his voice and think that you can deceive me?" said Mrs. Woodson, with wide eyes and gnashing of teeth
"Mrs. Woodson, you can't believe it, but you should be very familiar with his voice and face..." the man on the other end of the phone gave a low smile and turned on the video call directly. He aimed the camera of the mobile phone at the man whose hands were tied and hung under the electric fan.
In the dim light, Mrs. Woodson vaguely saw that the man's figure was indeed similar to Darren's, and his white shirt had been dyed red with blood!
A basin of ice water is splashed on the man's head in the video at this time. The man is awakened by the ice cold water. He slowly raises his head and faces the camera with his eyes blankly. That face is Darren's face.
"You're breaking the law. Please let him go --" Mrs. Woodson yelled in a panic.
The man on the phone who communicated with her didn't show up, but just said with a low smile, "Mrs. Woodson, we won't kill him, but it's a pity that he is an artist and becomes a useless person, so what he ends up with depends on your performance!"
He said that, turning off the video, as if Mrs. Woodson had just seen Darren, who was tied up and hurt all over, just her illusion.
But her trembling hands and pale face revealed her panic and fear at the moment.
Gina originally took her mobile phone to her mother and then walked out of the bathroom. But just now, she seemed to hear her mother's scream and rushed into the bathroom. She saw her mother sitting in the bathtub, holding her mobile phone in a daze. Her face was bloodless, even the water in the bathtub was unconscious.
"Mom, what happened? Who was that call from? "
Gina asked anxiously, but Mrs. Woodson didn't answer her, still immersed in the terrible phone call.
When Gina saw this, she could only let go of the water in the bathtub while holding her mother's arm to let her get up. Then she picked up a clean bath towel to help her wrap her body, and whispered: "you should be careful to catch cold..."
Until Mrs. Woodson was helped out of the bathroom by Gina, her legs were still shaking and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Gina was quick in her eyes and quickly stabilized her mother's figure.
"What's the matter with you, tell me quickly!" Gina asked anxiously, afraid that her mother would catch cold. She poured her a glass of hot water, picked up the hair dryer and began to blow her wet hair.
After a few sips of hot water, Mrs. Woodson calmed down and said slowly, "Gina, something's wrong..."
"What?" Gina couldn't hear her mother's voice very clearly. She just heard something "something's wrong". She asked in a loud voice, "who are you talking about?"
"Darren has an accident, he has an accident..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head, her hand holding the water cup was still shaking, as if his scream in the video just now was still ringing in her ears.
"Who?" Gina finally turned off the hair dryer and asked suspiciously, "who are you in trouble? I thought I heard a scream just now, which scared me... "
"Darren has an accident. Please contact Feng Xun for me!" Mrs. Woodson took Gina's hand and whispered.
"Yes, mother, don't worry, I'll help you contact elder brother right now!" Gina nodded and helped her mother dial her brother's phone. However, after waiting for a long time, her brother didn't answer either. She could only say helplessly: "maybe my brother is busy and didn't answer!"
"Keep fighting!" Said Mrs. Woodson, with a frown and a voice of unprecedented impatience.
Gina didn't know what happened. She could only continue to call, but she still didn't get through. She hesitated and said, "maybe we'll call my sister-in-law, or we'll contact your ex husband?"
After a pause, she asked tentatively, "mother, haven't you contacted Darren recently? Why don't you ask him directly if anything has happened to him? "