The temple fair is in a market not far from Song's house.
Duan Cheng flashed the photos on his mobile phone and ran from booth to booth, asking, "Hi, have you seen this kid?"
The stall owner shook his head, and he quickly ran to the next one.
Fang Xin also took the photo and split up with him, grabbing a candied haws seller.
"Hello, uncle, have you seen this kid?"
The uncle leaned closer to the phone and looked at it, and the scene of a middle-aged man hurriedly passing by him with a child in his arms flashed through his mind. glance.
"I've seen it. The candied haws I bought here seem to be walking in that direction with his father."
dad
Ji's only father passed away many years ago.
Fang Xin's heart skipped a beat. It really was a kidnapping. After thanking humanity, he immediately called Lin Yan.
"Sister Lin, we found out that it was a man who took Xiaowei away."
"Which direction did you go?"
Fang Xin looked around, there were many people at the temple fair, and it was located in the middle of the downtown area, extending in all directions, and there were several forks in the direction the uncle pointed just now.
She shook her head: "I don't know the exact location, but what is certain is that he was taken away from the temple fair, and Team Song's mother is not around."
Mother Song.
Lin Yan's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle, which made her speechless, and it took a long time to recover.
"Old Zheng?" She called out through the communicator.
"I'm checking." Zheng Chengrui tapped the keyboard quickly, the blue light of the computer screen and lines of code reflected on the lens.
Jiangcheng Bureau.
Technical Investigation Division, Internet Security Brigade.
"Alarm, alert, the server is being invaded—" A red exclamation mark flashed on the huge electronic display.
There was a thin trace of sweat on the technician's forehead, and he turned around and said, "Quickly report to Bureau Feng, the firewall is being attacked by unknown hackers."
Feng Jianguo slapped the table hard, the teacup jumped and circled back and forth in the office.
"Damn it, this Song Yuhang, what the hell is he doing, the phone is not answering, people, people can't be found! And this Lin Yan—"
When Lin Yan was mentioned, he was even more out of breath, and slapped the table again, panting heavily.
"What a trick!"
"Bureau Feng, there is news from the Technical Detective that our server has been attacked."
After all, Feng Jianguo is an old criminal policeman, and he finally figured out something unusual.
While on vacation and disappearing at the same time, Lin Yan led someone into the airport's central control room to check the monitoring.
Who is she looking for
Then came the car accident on the street, the black car that followed her was hit, and the wounded were already under police control.
And then their internal servers were attacked.
Feng Jianguo suddenly shuddered: "Track the other party's IP, lock their location, and follow Lin Yan."
"Report, Lin Fayi's car was found on the Tongyuan Expressway."
No way, her car is so recognizable, the eyeliner placed on the highway can be seen at a glance.
"Stop her and bring her back."
The police officer in charge of conveying the order was taken aback for a moment, but seeing Feng Jianguo's serious face, he raised his hand in salute and left in a hurry.
"Yes, Bureau Feng."
In the distance, the siren sounded again.
Lin Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the severely damaged body made a sound of being overwhelmed, and barely slid out.
"Sister Lin, I found out. The two vans were heading in different directions. One was at the Yeling Mountain Tunnel in the north of the city, and the other was near the Tongyuan Expressway."
Sure enough, as she expected, in order to force Song Yuhang to submit, her family members were kidnapped and imprisoned in different places.
The purpose is to confuse their sight and buy time at the same time.
In the direction of Yeling Mountain, Song Yuhang has already gone.
And the other location is not far from her.
Lin Yan turned on the mobile phone navigation and looked at the map.
The place where people can hide is definitely not a busy city, and there is no residential area near the Tongyuan Expressway, and if you go to the expressway, you will definitely pass through a toll booth. The children are lucky to lie and cover up. If two adults are tied up, they will definitely not be able to escape the staff. eyes, so they must not be on the highway.
So where would it be
What are the hidden and unmonitored places near the highway
Lin Yan zoomed in on the map with two fingers, and his eyes fell on a logging field near the entrance of the highway.
She pressed the tiny mic on her ear: "Out of the temple fair street, there is a hot pot restaurant on the side of the road, which is the one we ate before. Go in, order a private room, a big pot, and the waiter will take you out through the back door. Remember to change your clothes. After you come out, go to the coordinates, 25° north latitude, 104°10″ east longitude, and wait for me there. "
Duan Cheng knew that this was creating an alibi for them, so he was a little anxious: "Sister Lin, what about you?"
Lin Yan turned the steering wheel to the left, reversed the direction and reversed, the horn sounded everywhere, she shuttled through the traffic, broke the railing of the toll booth and flew off the highway.
"Me? I'm going to save people."
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"I'm here, let me go." Song Yuhang parked the car in the ramp next to the Yelingshan Tunnel.
The voice on the receiver smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Team Song, have you taken what I asked you to take?"
Song Yuhang squeezed the folder tightly in his hand, and said in an obscure voice, "Take it."
"Very well, tear up the page with the signatures and fingerprints of Guo Xiaoguang's mother and son and throw it off the cliff."
As night fell, only the headlights were on on the ramp, and beside it were cliffs that could not be seen.
Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: "Let me see my mother first."
There was a pause over there for a moment, and then Mother Song's cry came out: "Yu Hang, Yu Hang..."
Before she could listen carefully, the call was cut off again.
The man took over the conversation: "Well, I'm still alive, but..."
He paused for a while: "It depends on whether this testimony is more important to Team Song, or your family is more important."
It was when he said this sentence that Song Yuhang suddenly noticed something was wrong.
She didn't feel it before talking to her mother, but now that she thinks about it carefully, compared with this person's voice, her mother's voice seems a little distorted, not like a face-to-face chat, but like a voice from an electronic product.
And, she was sensitively aware of the slightly noisy background sound when Song's mother was speaking, which was very much like the roar of a large machine running.
The voice of this person was exceptionally quiet when he spoke.
Thanks to the keenness developed over the years of criminal investigation work, she was able to maintain a calm analysis of these under extreme circumstances.
Song Yuhang remained calm.
"Okay, I'll tear it up, but I'm really tired from playing this game, let's decide the outcome in one game, how about it, you pick a place, I will give you the USB flash drive directly, and you let my family members go, I will go with you also."
The other side laughed loudly: "Okay, as expected of Team Song, be refreshing! Then you go into the mountain, I will wait for you in Yeling Mountain."
After the phone was hung up, it was uploaded on the screen that she waved the torn paper violently and scattered it all over the mountains and plains.
"Lin Yan has already rushed to the logging camp." Another voice in the communicator said.
"I know." The man took a sip of the red wine, with an indistinct look in his eyes.
"Aren't you afraid that she will rescue someone? Song Yuhang will naturally not give you anything."
The man put the wine glass on the table and leaned back on the comfortable office chair.
"If she doesn't save her, then she really isn't Lin Yan."
He set up a scheme, calculated people's hearts, and even guessed where everyone would go.
The voice paused for a moment: "You really are..."
It's really snake-hearted and extremely vicious.
The man seemed to understand what he wanted to say, and smiled softly: "Non-toxic and not a husband, to be honest, I am really looking forward to what she will look like when she comes out and hears the news of Song Yuhang's death."
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Sawmill.
"Mom, mom..." Ji Jingxing cried out in a low voice, and crawled over with his hands and feet bound, his face was covered with blood, obviously he had also suffered a lot of torture.
Song's mother was tied to the radiator, her head drooped, the ventilation fan above her head was buzzing, and fine dust was floating in the workshop.
Ji Jingxing's eyes were red, he sniffed, he arched to her feet, and bumped her leg with his shoulder.
"Mom, mom, wake up, are you okay?"
Seeing her motionless and silent, Ji Jingxing choked up, tears streaming down his face.
The old man's silver hair was disheveled, he was thin and out of shape, there was blood on his clothes, and his face was not clean at all.
Before finding the child, Ji Jingxing still had a bit of resentment towards her, if she didn't take Xiao Wei out, she wouldn't be lost, but seeing her like this now, that bit of resentment disappeared without a trace.
Is there any grandma in the world who doesn't love her grandson
Ji Jingxing knelt down, leaned over and bit the rope around her wrist, trying to break it with his teeth.
There was a strong smell of rust on the radiator, and the metal ice made her tremble all over.
The rough rope made his teeth ache, and Ji Jingxing tasted a trace of blood on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't bite off the rope.
"Crack—" the door opened, and several men in black rushed in.
Ji Jingxing was startled and frightened, before he could speak, someone lifted his collar and threw him to the ground.
"Damn it, if you still want to escape, hit me!" The leather whip with the thickness of a thumb was pulled down from head to face.
Ji Jingxing rolled on the ground, screaming uncontrollably, and the exhaust fan above his head cast chaotic light and shadow.
She cried and begged for mercy, dying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll give you whatever you want, give you everything, let me go, let me go..."
The group stopped, and the masked man at the head bent down, raised her face, and looked at her carefully.
"It's not about the money, it's about you messing with someone you shouldn't, you know?"
"Also, I advise you to stop messing with Lin Yan, otherwise you won't know how you died."
Song Yuhang's advice flashed through his mind, and Ji Jingxing's eyes instantly burst into tears.
The man let go, pressed her hair and threw him to the ground.
"Think about it for yourself and close the door."
After all, they left one after another with a few thugs.
The door was locked again.
One of the subordinates came over with his ear: "Here we are."
"According to the young master's instructions, let people in, don't make it too obvious."
The men nodded and left quickly.
Lin Yan climbed over the wall with his bare hands and landed gently on the ground. Before she could hide in the darkness, the searchlights turned her surroundings white.
Several men in black rushed over with machetes.
Lin Yan took out the mechanical stick from the back of her waist, swung it straight with a "click", and took advantage of the distance to hit the head of the man in black who was closest to her.
The vibration on the mechanical stick was transmitted back to the palm, and the man in black staggered back two steps, touched his forehead, bleeding profusely.
A bright blade stretched out from the side, Lin Yan blocked it with a mechanical stick, and the metal collided with a sharp stabbing sound.
She raised her foot, whipped her leg as fast as the wind, and her leather boot hit the opponent's head hard, kicking him out.
The man in black vomited blood and hit the wall.
From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a knife behind him, and Lin Yanhan's hair stood on end. He turned around, grabbed his arm with his left hand, and smashed his wrist with a stick in his right hand.
The man in black felt the pain, and the machete fell. Before he could recover and defend, the tip of the stick turned around and hit the vital point of his abdomen. The man in black spat out some filth with a "wow", Lin Yan then elbowed him until he was dizzy, and knocked his head against the wall.
Song Yuhang made a move to spare his life, but Lin Yan was different, it was fine if she didn't make a move, but once she did, it would be a killer move.
The thin snow at the base of the wall was covered with little spots of blood.
Lin Yan let go, and the man in black collapsed to the ground.
She glanced coldly over the past, and the tip of the stick was still dripping with blood.
When he came here, he changed his clothes for convenience. He was dressed in black and wore combat boots. His brown curly hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind his head. His eyes and eyebrows were stained with blood, and he exuded a murderous look.
Several people looked at each other, and rushed forward without fear of death.
"She won't last long, come on!"
A sneer twitched at the corners of Lin Yan's lips, and he almost danced the mechanical stick until it was airtight. He walked among several people like a dragon, but his fists were hard to beat with four hands, so he was still a bit negligent. There are more holes.
She stepped back clutching her shoulders, and was kicked on the back of her heart, and fell forward. As soon as she landed, she was stabbed head-on!
Lin Yan's pupils shrank, and she dodged sideways. The sharp blade cut off a strand of her temple hair, and her cheeks ached.
Someone kicked in the chest, Lin Yan rolled in the mud, raised a mechanical stick with both hands to block, and his arms were gradually bent.
She clenched her back molars, her arm was sore, and the blood gurgling from the wound on her shoulder stained a large area where she lay.
Another man in black got up from the ground and stabbed her chest with a machete.
The needle glow in Lin Yan's pupils grew bigger and bigger, she gritted her teeth, almost unable to hold on.
The man in black who stepped on her kicked her wrist, and the mechanical stick flew out of her palm.
He stomped down, firmly.
Lin Yan frowned in pain, coughed twice, blood froth overflowed from the corners of his lips, his internal organs were throbbing, he clutched his feet tightly, trying to move him away, his face was pale.
The most terrible thing is that the knife is coming, and she has already felt the sting on the skin.
Lin Yan panted violently and tensed her body, but saw that the knife just scratched her clothes and then stopped moving.
She looked up in astonishment, and the man in black was thrown away by the collar.
The person who stepped on her was forced to turn around to defend, and the person who rescued her was unarmed, and the machete was still snatched from the opponent's hand.
He glanced at her: "Why are you standing there, let's go!"
Lin Yan clutched his stomach and got up, picked up his mechanical stick, and limped towards the workshop.
She looked back and saw that the mysterious man was already fighting with others, holding the two masters firmly with her own strength.
That wine-red hair is still eye-catching in the dark night.
"Jing Zhe." She called his name and nodded slightly.
"Be careful."
After all, he plunged into the workshop without looking back.
"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" She slapped on the doors one by one and shouted, and the sound spread far away in the empty space.
Ji Jingxing was lying on the cold floor, his tears had dried up, his pair of beautiful eyes were lost, staring at the chaotic lights and shadows on the ceiling in a daze.
Unexpectedly, she heard footsteps, and she began to tremble almost subconsciously, shrinking herself into a ball.
"Don't, don't kill me..."
Sawdust was flying around in the workshop of the lumber mill. Lin Yan coughed twice, and walked with his hand leaning on the wall, leaving bloodstains where his palms brushed.
"Is there... anyone?"
She leaned against the door, gasping for breath, looking up at the ceiling, blood trickling down the tip of the stick, tick-tock.
It was extremely quiet here, except for the sound of the exhaust fan working and her heavy breathing, there was almost no other movement heard.
Lin Yan closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to calm her chaotic heartbeat, the moment she stopped breathing, the world returned to silence, and suddenly a small cry for help was heard in her ears.
She got it.
"Don't, don't kill me..."
Lin Yan bounced from the door: "Who? Who's inside?!"
The voice for help became more and more shrill.
"Please, don't, don't kill me, don't kill my child..."
With his hands and feet tied, Ji Jingxing watched the door shake violently, burst into tears, and begged for mercy with his head on the ground.
The door was locked, and Lin Yan bumped it a few times, causing dust and sawdust to fall down.
She raised her foot to kick, but she didn't move at all. Finally, she picked up her mechanical stick and smashed it hard towards the lock.
The metal collided together and made a sharp stabbing sound, and sparks burst out in an instant.
The paint on the mechanical stick was gradually scratched, exposing the white material inside.
Every time she raised her hand, a lot of blood gushed out from the unhealed shoulder injury.
She stood here for so long that there was a pool of blood under her feet.
"Break it!" Lin Yan raised her hand high, and with a roar, smashed it down hard. The overwhelmed lock finally broke and fell at her feet.
Lin Yan pushed the door open and entered.
A ray of light shot into the dust.
Ji Jingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a tall and thin figure running towards this side, he was overjoyed, thought it was Song Yuhang, and waited for someone to walk in front of him.
Before the word "Yuhang" could be said, Lin Yan threw the mechanical stick and squatted on the ground, reaching out to pull the hemp rope wrapped around her body.
"Why is it you?" Ji Jingxing looked at her in disbelief.
Lin Yan ignored her, hurriedly stripped off the rope from her body and threw it aside.
"Go straight, turn right, and take the side door. My friend will meet you there. Where's Aunt Song?"
Following Ji Jingxing's gaze, Lin Yan turned her head to look, and immediately pursed the corners of her lips, ran over in three steps at a time, helped her up, and untied her rope.
"Auntie, Auntie, Aunt Song, wake up." Lin Yan shook her shoulder lightly, put his hand on her nose again, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ji Jingxing also ran over: "My mother... are you okay?"
"It's okay, I just passed out." Lin Yan said, gently helped her up, patted her on the back with her hands, and let people cough out the choked breath.
"Ahem..." Aunt Song coughed violently twice, opened her eyes, and burst into tears when she saw them.
"Jing Xing, I'm sorry..." Mama Song stretched out her hand tremblingly and held her hand.
Ji Jingxing shook his head, tears streaming down his face: "Mom..."
Lin Yan dragged Mama Song by the waist and picked her up: "Okay, don't be sad here, go out quickly."
She and others ran out with Song's mother on the left and right, but before they reached the gate, the heavy bulletproof steel gate fell down.
Lin Yan's pupils shrank, she let go and Mama Song ran over, it was too late to lift the door by herself.
The steel door fell to the ground, splashing dust, and Mother Song watched in horror as her fingers were almost pinned down.
Lin Yan got up and looked around. This small workshop also has a side door, which should be the staff room, which can lead to the outside.
She took the lead and ran over: "This way."
Ji Jingxing struggled to support Song's mother, her high heels stepped on the ground and her feet sprained.
"oops."
Lin Yan rolled his eyes inappropriately, and threw his stick to her: "Take it."
Looking at the blood-stained mechanical stick, Ji Jingxing was terrified, and said "Ah" again, twirling one finger, it was too heavy to hold it, and almost fell and hit his foot, so he quickly caught it with both hands.
Lin Yan turned around and carried Mother Song on her back.
"Hanyan, this..."
"It's okay, we have to get out quickly."
It was too late, and it was too late for Song Yuhang to hand over the USB flash drive to the other party.
Decades of painstaking efforts fell short, Lin Yan just thought about it, and his blood boiled, and his teeth itch with hatred.
The people guarding outside heard movement here, pressed the switch on the wall, and another bulletproof steel door slowly fell down, the purpose was to trap them to death.
Lin Yan gritted his teeth, shoved the person into Ji Jingxing's arms, his eyes fell on the thick log beside the bowl, he picked it up and pushed it with all his strength, and hit the door hard, the log fell down, The steel door didn't budge.
Lin Yan felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his fingers lost strength and he knelt on the ground, panting heavily, his breathing was heavier than pulling a bellows.
Ji Jingxing and Song's mother looked at her, and she also looked at them.
There was misery, despair, sadness, and a hint of pleading in those eyes.
They were begging her to take them out to see the light of day again.
Ji Jingxing wanted to live to see Xiao Wei, Song's mother wanted to live to see Song Yuhang.
Lin Yan knew that at this moment, she was their only hope.
Lin Yan looked at them, at the light and shadow on the ceiling, at the dust floating in the air, and swallowed.
Well, then there is only one last way.
Her right hand had already started to tremble, and she couldn't hold things anymore. Lin Yan touched the sawdust on the ground, grabbed a handful and shook it vigorously.
Ji Jingxing was lost in sight and coughed violently: "Ahem... what are you doing, are you trying to choke us to death?"
Lin Yan said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to survive, just follow suit."
While they were talking, the temperature in the workshop dropped rapidly, the exhaust fan started to reverse, and all the air was exhaled.
Ji Jingxing shivered, his fingers were so stiff that he could hardly move them.
Lin Yan's eyes were red, and he threw up the sawdust on the ground like crazy, and also opened the sacks piled up in the corner, and shook his hand violently, dust flying all over the sky.
The workshop is empty, there is no place to hide and accommodate people.
She took out the lighter from her pocket and looked back: "Run!"
Ji Jingxing looked at the source of fire in her hand, and then at the dust that was blinding people's eyes, and suddenly woke up like a dream, and dragged Song's mother back as if desperately.
A ray of light pierced the dark workshop.
Lin Yan raised his hand, threw the lighter out, and smashed it on the steel door. The plastic shell cracked, and the liquid butane collided with a large amount of dust. The dust cloud rose and sparks flew everywhere.
Lin Yan turned around and ran back, the air current overturned him.
Ji Jingxing and Song's mother also fell to the ground.
Lin Yan pulled the two of them back and jumped on them.
"Boom!" The air wave caused by the explosion kicked up all the dust on the ground, and the flames quickly engulfed the wood and spread around.
The people guarding outside only heard a loud noise. Before they could understand what was going on, a big hole was blasted out of the steel door, and tongues of fire sprayed out, contacting the fresh air outside, forming a huge hole in an instant. The "return wind" mixed with the kicked-up dust, creating a secondary explosion.
There was fire everywhere.
Ji Jingxing was crushed to death, his eardrums were buzzing, his nose was full of dust, and he soon passed out from choking.
Duan Cheng and his group, who were standing outside the factory area and prepared to respond, saw the thick smoke billowing inside, and suddenly felt bad.