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He stopped, opened the door and got off the car. Ling Qiao stood closest to the fire, within which crackling sounds could still be heard. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief at the scene before him.

He turned his head in a daze. On the door of the warehouse, which had already tilted due to the impact, was written — 1716.

So, the exploded warehouse is 1717?

Ling Qiao pulled at his hair in a daze and ran forward a few steps. He was forced back by the sudden eruption of flames.

The fire engine of the police car quickly arrived. The water column of the fire engine continuously flushed towards the place where the fire was ignited. The fire was slightly smaller. Ling Qiao was eager to rush over, but was stopped by two firemen.

"There's people inside, there's people inside, there's people inside …" He struggled and shouted like a madman.

Deng Zijun frowned as he stared at the screen. The two red dots had taken two different paths, but the destination was the same place. Damn it, the kidnappers were trying to escape out of the sea.

He closed the laptop, took the car keys and hurried out of the study. "Little Yun, I have something urgent to take care of." With that, he hugged Shang Xiaoyun who was practicing her yoga and gave her a deep kiss. "I'll be back soon. Wait for me."

Shang Xiaoyun jumped in fright, but still obediently nodded her head, "Yes, I'll wait for you, please pay attention to your safety."

Deng Zijun nodded and turned to leave.

He called Ling Qiao, but no one answered, so he could only call the police.

At the dock, the air was thick with the smell of burnt flesh. The fire officials were still inspecting the wreckage of the warehouse. Ling Qiao walked to the side with his head hanging low. He slumped down on a cement pole placed by the side of the road and inserted both his hands into it. He clutched his head in his hair.

His face and nose were smeared with black ash and grime, but he paid no attention to them. Looking at the smoke rising from warehouse 1717, he was at a loss, his heart breaking.

He was very afraid that the fire marshal would run out and inform him that a female corpse had been found inside. If that happened, he would really go crazy!

From the other side of the pier, he could hear the faint sound of sirens again. He looked up blankly and saw the flashing lights of the speedboats sailing into the sea. He didn't want to care, nor did he care. He just wanted to be safe and sound and return to his side.

"CEO, so you are here." He looked at the place where the fire had taken place. "What happened?"

Ling Qiao's eyes were red, and something seemed to be stuck in his throat. He said hoarsely, "I received a call from the kidnapper saying that Shu was in the 1717th warehouse, but …" He took a deep breath, covering his mouth and nose with both hands, and said heavily, "But there was an explosion."

Deng Zijun was stunned, "What?" "You mean Shu Shu, she …" He turned around to look at the warehouse that had changed beyond recognition.

"Oh yes, why are you here? Did the kidnappers track him? "

Deng Zijun pointed to the lights on the surface of the sea, "The kidnapper wants to escape by boat in the night, the police are chasing him, I believe he won't be able to escape."

Ling Qiao narrowed his eyes, and Deng Zijun recounted the details of the story to him again. His heart was once again ignited with hope, "Is it possible that Shu Shu is on the kidnapper's boat?"

At this moment, the firefighters came out to report: "The explosion was in the basement. There were no people or corpses in the basement, and neither were there any corpses in the basement."

Without another word, Ling Qiao ran towards the other side, and Deng Zijun hurriedly followed.

The speedboat slowly approached the shore. The police captured Zhu Yixiang and his subordinates, but they couldn't find any trace of Shu Shu on the boat.

Zhu Yixiang's hands were cuffed and he was still struggling in death, but it was of no use. He was carried away by two policemen.

Ling Qiao rushed forward and grabbed Zhu Yixiang's collar, "I knew it would be you, Zhu Yixiang. "Where the hell did you hide ShuShu?!"

Zhu Yixiang smiled coldly and directed with his eyes, "Look, the warehouse has already exploded."

"She's not inside. Tell me the truth!"

"Not here? "How is that possible? If we didn't find the body, it would have been blown to smithereens."

Ling Qiao's eyes turned red with hatred. He waved his fist and hit Zhu Yixiang's face, a hook punch causing him to spit out blood.

Deng Zijun and a few policemen beside him quickly pulled him away. He struggled, waving his fists and kicking his legs, "Zhu Yixiang, I want to kill you, you will die a horrible death!"

Zhu Yixiang was in excruciating pain, as he fell to the ground, but he clenched his teeth and coldly said, "Ling Qiao, it's my life that I didn't escape today, but it's also worth it for my life. Damn this girl, if not for her at that time, I wouldn't have been reduced to such a state." Extortion of fifty million, and the scuttling of the money.

The policeman pulled him up and helped him into the police car.

Ling Qiao's entire body was in a crazed state, he was randomly kicking and kicking about, Deng Zijun and a few other policemen firmly pinned him to the wall, preventing him from moving.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him! Zhu Yixiang, don't leave!"

Shushu slowly opened her eyes. Her head hurt. This was her first time feeling this pain.

"You're awake?" The smile of the summer sun appeared before her eyes.

"Summer... "Where is this place?" She remembered being kidnapped and knocked unconscious, feeling vaguely carried out of the basement, and then she couldn't remember anything.

"How are you feeling?" "I don't know," she said.

"Fortunately... I, I was kidnapped. "

"Well, I know, that's why you're covered with injuries," explained Xia Yang in an embarrassed tone. "Cough, cough, it was the nurse who examined you."

"Oh, I'm in the hospital?"

"Well, at the hospital," he added after a moment's thought. "We're already at Hokkaido, Japan."

"Huh?"

"Look for yourself. This hospital is just around the corner from the hotel we stayed in last time. You can still see the hotel."

ShuShu looked out of the window dumbly. It really was Hokkaido.

"You don't blame me for taking the initiative, do you? I think it's too dangerous to stay there! If you wish to notify Ling Qiao, you can do so at any time. "

Shu Shu's eyes dimmed down. She lightly smiled and said, "They were originally coming as well. Since they are already here, I don't want to get entangled with them anymore."

"Mm, then take good care of your illness."

Shu Shu silently nodded, she did not want to say anything, she was too tired.

On the other side, Zhu Yixiang had confessed everything, and Li Changzhi and Zhu Ji had been captured. Even though Zhu Yixiang had betrayed them midway, the crime of conspiracy to kidnap and kidnapping could not be avoided. Tang Xiuqing was also arrested by the police. She only stayed for two days before being released on bail. As her accomplice, she was the least involved, so she was also charged the least.

Ling Qiao seized the opportunity to tell them what they had done and called over the son of his wife Zhang to testify. Although the evidence was not complete, he believed that it was sufficient to punish them. Tang Shuiqing had only been released on bail for half a day, but she was brought back to the police station and was forbidden from being released on bail.

This time, Ling Qiao did not show any mercy. The police had completely wiped them out.

At the hospital, Hu Xin sat beside the sickbed silently wiping away her tears. Ling Qiao was lying on the sickbed, his hands dripping with nutrition liquid. In the morning, Hu went to knock on the door, but no one answered. He pushed the door open and found Ling Qiao unconscious on the floor.

His son, who had always been strong and healthy, actually fainted. This frightened Hu Xin and she hurriedly sent him to the hospital.

Ling Zhiwei walked into the VIP ward and handed the dessert in his hand to his wife, "Wife, eat some Soup Dumplings. You didn't eat any in the morning or afternoon."

Hu Xin shook her head, her anxious gaze never leaving Ling Qiao, "How can I eat if my son doesn't wake up?"

"You won't have time to eat after he wakes up. Hurry up, hurry up. You're already so old, why are you still acting like a child?"

Ling Qiao heard his parents' voices and opened his eyes in a daze. He saw that his parents had aged quite a bit. "Mom, dad …"

Hu Xin hurriedly put the dessert on the bedside table, "Son, you finally woke up. You scared mom to death."

Ling Qiao smiled. "I'm fine. You eat first." He then turned to look at Ling Zhiwei, "Dad, I've let you worry about me again."

"Don't say anymore. It's good that you're fine. Your mother and I only have this kind of son. Our Ling Family can no longer afford to part like you."

Life and death, death and separation. Hearing these four words, endless pain once again spread out from the bottom of his heart. Ling Qiao's eyes immediately became blurry. He had brought over twenty men to search the ruins of the warehouse for three days. If they wanted to see him alive or dead, they wanted to see his corpse. Even if ShuShu had been blown up into smithereens, he still wanted to see him.

Ling Qiao closed his eyes and reached out his hand to block his path, "Dad, can you take Mom to rest for a while? I'm really fine."

"Son, Mom isn't tired."

Ling Zhi Wei patted Hu Xin's shoulder and said: "Wife, let's go sit outside. You have to eat something." He signaled with his eyes.

Hu Xin looked at Ling Qiao's heartbroken appearance, and nodded his head in understanding, "Okay, Ling Qiao, if you need anything, just call us. We'll be right outside." He took the dessert from the bedside table and followed his husband out of the ward.

Ling Qiao did not utter a word and silently nodded her head. He endured it and finally, a stream of tears flowed out from the corner of his eyes.

Zhu Yixiang said that he had locked Shu Shu in the basement. It was impossible to open it without a key. Deng Zijun said that there was hope even if they couldn't find the corpse. However, after so many days, his hope slowly began to crumble.

When he closed his eyes, it was a scene of a fiery explosion, or a brilliant and cute smile. She was naughty and she was giggling and she was angry. A vivid expression lingered in his mind, one that he could not forget, much less let go.

He kept his eyes closed, but he could see her smile through the sparks.

At this moment, a voice came from outside, "Zi Jun, Ling Qiao has just woken up. He's feeling sad, you should go in and talk to him." It was Deng Zijun, so Ling Qiao immediately opened his eyes and blinked his eyes to let his overflowing tears dry.

Deng Zijun opened the door and entered, "CEO, Attorney Fang told me to pass this to you, but Tang Congee isn't willing to sign."

Ling Qiao half sat up, wiping his face to clear his mind, "If you don't want to sign, just hang in there. I'm definitely leaving this marriage. There's no rush. I'll call Lawyer Fang later."

Deng Zijun nodded and said: "In the morning, I went to the police station to confess. I recorded a statement about what happened that night at the hotel, and I might be convicted by an accomplice. It was a lawyer who bailed me out."