It’s 2:55 a.m.! It’s late at night! It’s quiet! The darkness before dawn is about to come.
There were less than five minutes left to pay the ransom.
The atmosphere in the Wen family became increasingly tense. Xiao Huang couldn't help but regret that 25 minutes ago, he quickly and decisively issued the order to answer the phone immediately, causing them to miss the last chance to explore the location of the hostages. Although the military has already made some deployments, no one knows whether those deployments are correct or not.
Grandpa Mo and Grandpa Wen sat on the sofa. In just a few hours, they were already exhausted and tired. The energy in their bodies was drained away bit by bit, as if only old age was left.
Wen Haowen sat on the ground, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. In this situation, Wen Wenya could definitely not be saved. He was now the only heir of the Wen family, and everything in the Wen family belonged to him.
Wen Haowen felt a strange gaze falling on his face.
He turned his head and saw Mother Wang looking at him.
Wen Haowen's face showed embarrassment for a moment, and then he glared at Wang Ma fiercely.
Mother Wang couldn't help but feel sad. She felt sad for the eldest daughter!
Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but the master is so heartless to the eldest daughter. Everyone wants the eldest daughter to come back safely, but he feels gloating over the fact that her life is slim.
"bell--"
Mr. Wen had long forgotten the military's instructions. He quickly picked up the phone and said excitedly, "What have you done to my granddaughter? I tell you... I will not transfer the ransom to you before I am sure that my granddaughter's life is safe."
The man in gray winked at the third brother.
The third brother walked over, grabbed Wen Xinya who was lying on the ground, and slapped her twice in the face.
Wen Xinya's brain was in a mess because of the fever, and her whole body was numb from the cold. At this moment, she was slapped twice heavily. Her stiff and cold face felt numb and tingling, as if her face had been beaten off by him.
"Woo--" She made a sound as thin as a mosquito's whistle, full of pain.
When Grandpa Wen heard the atrocities coming from the other end of the phone, his heart trembled and he said, "Xinya, Xinya... How are you? Xinya... Speak, answer Grandpa quickly..."
He kept calling, but got no response.
Old Master Wen turned pale with fear, and his voice became sharp: "What did you do to my granddaughter? Why can't she speak? Have you already... have you lied to me..."
The gray-clothed man winked at the third brother again, and the third brother grabbed Wen Xinya's hair and pulled it hard: "Bitch, if you don't say anything, I will *****."
The pain from her scalp hurt her nerves. Wen Xinya's hair stood on end and she screamed subconsciously: "It hurts--"
When Mr. Wen heard Wen Xinya's weak and painful voice, his lips trembled and he was completely speechless.
Mr. Mo grabbed the phone from his hand and shouted into it: "You want a ransom, right? We'll give it to you, but you are not allowed to hurt my granddaughter again, otherwise I won't give you a penny."
The brutality on the other end of the phone came clearly into Mr. Mo's ears. Thinking that Xinya was usually very delicate and could not bear such pain, his heart was torn apart by pain.
The man in gray called out in a low voice: "Old Third!"
The third brother stopped the violence against Wen Xinya.
Mr. Mo calmed down and said in a trembling voice, "How can I guarantee that you won't regret killing me after I pay the ransom?"
The third brother yelled into the phone in frustration, "Old man, don't even think about getting away with it. I'm telling you... at this point, you have to pay the ransom whether you want to or not. If you don't want your granddaughter to die on the spot, you'd better behave yourself."
Mr. Wen snatched the phone from Mr. Mo's hand and said in a trembling voice, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. You must ensure the safety of my granddaughter."
The gray-clothed man said in a cold and ruthless voice: "Five minutes, I'll give you five more minutes. If the money doesn't arrive, I'll tear it up immediately."
The man in gray winked at the third brother.
The third brother beat Wen Xinya violently again.
Wen Xinya sobbed weakly and cried out in pain!
Mr. Wen and Mr. Mo were almost furious.
Mr. Wen closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "I will..."
He dared not say anything else.
Beep beep--
Mr. Wen sat down on the sofa dejectedly, and the phone in his hand slipped to the ground, making a crisp sound: "Xinya..."
Mr. Mo covered his face with his hands and rubbed them fiercely twice. His cloudy eyes were filled with a dead gray color. Those inhumane thugs actually abused Xinya like this--
Xinya, probably she can’t be saved!
At this time, Xiao Huang strode over with a happy look on his face: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Wen, Miss Wen is saved."
Mr. Mo was the first to react. He grabbed Xiao Huang's hand and asked, "What did you say?"
Xiao Huang said: "The headquarters has previously conducted a psychological analysis of the thugs and the possible location where the thugs might take Miss Wen. Our people immediately sent people to deploy. We just intercepted the thugs' call signals and found out their exact location. It has been confirmed that it is in a small village in the barren mountains of the western district. Now Captain Xu and his men are rushing to deploy quickly. They will definitely arrive within five minutes."
The call just now lasted more than one minute and thirty seconds. They easily intercepted the call signal and found their location. It was obvious that as the time for paying the ransom approached, the thugs had relaxed their vigilance.
Grandpa Wen finally reacted, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart: "Can we really save Xinya successfully?"
Xiao Huang said: "Now that we have determined the location, we are 60% sure we can rescue the hostages."
He and Captain Xu had teamed up for such hostage rescue missions more than once or twice, so he was confident that they could rescue them, but he couldn't be too sure.
Mr. Mo was also very excited. Although there was only a 60% chance, there was still a lot of hope: "So what should we do now?"
Xiao Huang said: "Give the ransom to the thugs as they demand. The closer it gets to the end, the more Miss Wen's life will be threatened, so we can't be careless at all."
Mr. Wen immediately asked Secretary Cao to transfer the money through online banking: "Don't let the funds arrive until the last minute."
Secretary Cao nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, old man!"
Since it concerns Miss Wen's life safety, no one dares to be careless.
Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and prayed that Wen Xinya could be rescued safely.