"This, this, isn't this Lin Yang's car? This—" Mother Lin was shocked, unable to speak.
The hand pointing at the TV kept trembling.
Father Lin was also very scared, his son will not have an accident.
He shook his hands and dialed his son's phone.
The couple dared not even breathe, until the son's low voice came on the other end of the phone, and the two were relieved.
"Lin Yang, are you okay? How are you?" Mother Lin snatched the phone.
Lin Yang said, "I'm fine."
"What's the matter with this car? Why is it driving into the river? Why are you not careful?"
Lin Yang smiled coolly: "This is a self-driving car, how can I drive into the river? And that place, I didn't even plan to go."
"What do you mean by this?" Lin Mu was dumbfounded.
But Father Lin understood in seconds. He took the call from his wife, "Lin Yang, I will check this out. Don't worry, no one will target you again."
Lin Yang didn't say any more, he just hummed softly, and then hung up the phone.
He sat on the sofa and looked at the bloody afterglow outside the window, his thoughts drifting back to the summer when he was eight years old.
At that time, he was just in the third grade of elementary school, and he was just an eight-year-old kid.
Every day when school is over, the classmates are picked up by their father, mother, or grandparents, but his parents never show up at the school gate, even once.
The drivers who came to pick him up every day were all unfamiliar drivers. Sometimes the people who came to pick him up every day were different. He just had to stop at the school gate and someone would come and ask him if he was Lin Yang.
If he said yes, he would be picked up and brought him back to that luxurious and icy home.
That day, he stood in the same position at the same time as usual, and a face-to-face young man came over and asked him if he was Lin Yang.
He said yes, so he was taken into a car.
But this car didn't take him back to that luxurious and icy home.
Instead, he was taken into an abandoned warehouse.
He didn't react until he was tied up with his hands and feet and stuffed a cloth ball in his mouth. He was kidnapped
Then he heard the culprit calling his father.
"Your son is in my hands, ready for ten million, cash!"
"No? Who are you kidding? Don't you want your son anymore?"
"Give you two hours, if the money is not delivered to the designated location, I will tear up the ticket!"
The culprit hung up the phone, and the phone of the other culprit rang again.
The gangster obviously didn't put his child in his eyes, turned on the phone and turned on the hands-free, and there was a man's voice in it.
That voice was extremely familiar, that was his father Lin Jianwang.
"My son was kidnapped, and the other party asked for a sky-high ransom. If you help me rescue my son, I will give you a bonus of 500,000 yuan."
"Those people are life-forgetting. I think it's better for you to give money to eliminate disasters, otherwise your son's life will be hard to protect."
"Of course I know that those people are desperadoes, but if I spend so much money, how can I explain the money once things are exposed? My future will be ruined here. Well, you don't need to say more, help For my help, I will give you one million."
"Give me ten million, and I'll do you a favor."
The father's voice on the other end of the phone was trembling: "You are falling into trouble, what is the difference between you and the kidnapper?"
"Say a thousand words and ten thousand, you are not only reluctant to bear your own future, but also reluctant to spend money to redeem your life. It is a pity that such a smart and lovely child was born in your Lin family."