Chapter 1908

Roche's estate.

Right now.

The next people are all terrified, because there is a constant roar in the living room. If you are angry, you will not be able to get away with it. Will you deduct your salary? Cut, angry people, not so rational.

He was beaten.

It was smashed.

The head is broken and the blood flow is light.

The living room.

"Waste."

"Look for it."

"Start your men, a valid clue will cost ten thousand dollars, and the first one will be awarded one million dollars." It's a drizzle for the Luo family, but it's what others want.

“。。。”

Rohi keeps on talking on the phone. All the roads in and out of the city are checked. Of course, this is not entirely Rohi's strength. When people run away, the Malaysian Police Department is also very concerned.

It's just that.

More than an hour, no useful information.

The more you think about it, the more angry you are.

"Gulu!"

Pour down a cup of tea.

Think about it.

Who else can help? Intelligence organization? Don't be kidding. Even the underground organizations specialized in trading intelligence have no time to collect intelligence for such emergencies.

Depressed.

The heart is congested.

This feeling of being out of control is too bad.

All of a sudden.

The phone rings.

Take a look.

Strange number, at this critical moment, rosiko no matter who plays, pick up and pick up.

"Hello?"

"You're the one... Whose family? "

“？？？”

Rosie was stunned. What do you mean? Whose family is it? Suddenly, he realized that this phone call is not ordinary. "Who are you? Do you know where my son is? What are you going to do? "

Listen.

Laughter came from the other side.

"Ha ha, it seems that I've got it right."

Next.

"I'm very happy to inform you that your son is OK, but I heard that you have a lot of money, so we ask for money. As long as we give money, your son will be safe."

"I'll give it to you."

Rosie said quickly.

"How much?"

"How much?"

There hesitated, as if thinking.

"Three.".. 5、 1.. One million Ringgits, yes, one million. "

This is a statement.

The living room.

Rosie was stunned. Ringgit, Malaysian currency, at the current exchange rate, one million ringgit, nearly two million yuan, if converted into US dollars, only 300000 yuan.

“。。。”

This is also...

Just now.

He also offered a reward of millions of dollars, looking for Vicat. Now, the kidnapper wants 300000. Although it's better to be less, Roche always feels strange, his son.. What a good deal.

Is that right.

They don't know who they are?

"Are you sure?"

Take a deep breath, Rosie asked. In order not to stimulate the robber, he still didn't report his family and show off his family. Otherwise, if the robber knew it was the suto family, he would feel dead.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry.

Tear up the ticket.

Like that.

But he really dazzled his son to death.

"Less?"

"A little more."

Rosie said quickly.

"I don't care. It's only one million. One minute less is not enough. I'll give you two hours to prepare. I'll call you again in two hours. Don't play tricks, or your son will die."

"Yes, I promise." Roche pretended to be reluctant.

How do I know my son is in your hands You have to ask clearly, otherwise, if you are cheated, you will lose your face. When you go home, you will be chased by the old man with a crutch.

That picture.

It's sour.

"Your phone, he told me."

Finish.

"Dudu!"

The phone is off.

"Pa!"

A pat on the head.

Roche regretted that he had let people monitor and track each other. What's more, the reason given by the other party is not enough. Although it's their own private number, they know a lot.

Forget it.

Believe me first.

One million.

Two hours.

“。。。”

Roche felt a sense of... despise. Two hours, 100 million I can give you the whole, special, you even as long as a million, I.. Roche felt that he was not cheap.

Yeah.

Maybe.

It's a disease.

It's got to be treated.

In a few minutes.Roche took a million dollars out of his safe and threw it on the sofa. It's no more difficult than drinking water. Then, he called a group of monitoring experts to prepare.

Look up the number.

It's a pity.

It's a roadside phone booth. I must have left long ago. Moreover, the monitoring of the Malaysian capital is not enough. Only less than 5% of the phone booths can be photographed, which is very difficult to find.

At the same time.

Teams were sent out,.

Next positioning.

Hurry up and arrest. As for the police, Roche didn't inform them. These kidnappers are too irritating. If they are caught, they must learn how to be awed.

And so on.

Two hours.

It's hard.

。。。

The cellar.

"Hoo! Hoo

Lying on the ground, Vicat gasped for breath. He only had his hands tied and his feet could move freely. Depending on the skills he learned, he quickly pulled out the pillow towel. The process was not complicated.

Step one, take off your shoes.

Second, take off your socks.

In the third part, put your head together and hold the pillow towel between your toes.

Pull.

It was pulled out.

"Suck! Hoo

It's good to breathe freely. Vicat never thought that she would be so happy to be able to breathe with her mouth. Looking at the light on the seal, Vicat didn't dare to roar.

Fear!

If the robber is on it, a beating is indispensable. Maybe... Looking at the socks on the ground, Vicat was very excited. If it was put into his mouth, he would be sick all his life.

Forget it.

Don't take risks. You can't lose the happiness you've got.

Just then.

"Gee

Vicat was startled by the noise around him.

"Mouse."

Vicat quickly shut up and didn't dare to cry out. The psychological shadow inspired by socks is still there, watching the big rats all the time, followed by a group of small rats passing by.

Calm down.

Calm down.

It's just mice.

Oh!

It's just mice.

Vicat kept comforting herself.

The mouse doesn't bite, but, how can the mouse make a hole in such a deep hole? Isn't the food on the ground fragrant? Forget it. Rats can make holes. What's so strange.

I can't bear it.

I'm hiding.

I think I can't see it. It's just, brother mouse, no, the mouse family. Can you stop circling around the cellar? I'm afraid you'll get lost. If you get into your pants.

"My God

I can't think about it.

Next.

Ten minutes.

...

twenty minutes.

...

half an hour.

Vicat stood in the middle of the cellar, not daring to relax or sit down at all. He forced himself to think about the memory of playing with his friends before and avoid falling into the worst guess of reality.

Think about it.

If no one ever came to save him.

So.

These mice.. With him.. It's the relationship between eating and being eaten. It's too profound and frightening. Vicat felt nervous. "Oh, I'm ok. I don't want to eat mice."

At this point.

Right now.

Vicat is nostalgic for the past. Even if there are no beauties, no sports cars, no villas, no private airplanes, it's plain to live... A life of money.

He will be content.