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墨書 Inktalez
In the pitch-black underground warehouse, a man and a woman looked at the unconscious little boy, their eyes devoid of any sympathy.
"Do you think anyone will find out about what we're doing?"
"Don't worry. The medical records from the hospital today are all real; he's still hospitalized with injuries."
"That doctor is a friend of mine. He has already promised not to say anything. It's just that we'll have to split a small portion of the money later."
"That's good."
The location they had chosen was none other than their own underground garage, a space they had secretly paid the property management for. The purpose was clear: it was all preparation for what they were about to do.
If it weren't for the first time discovering that kidnappers could earn so much money, they wouldn't have taken this risk. Three hundred million—such a vast sum! After we make some money from the Lin family, we can just head abroad.
The woman spoke with excitement. She was the financial officer of the Lin Group, handling the monthly transactions. If she hadn't accidentally discovered that dead man's interest in her, she wouldn't have had to endure this for so long.
The man beside her wrapped his arm around her waist.
"You’re clever. Even if that fool finds out it was us, we still have leverage over him."
Otherwise, how could that old man from the Lin family bear to part with his own money? Every time Lin Muzhi gets kidnapped, the Lin family's funds become immobilized, leaving only the old master to cough up cash. This is a tactic frequently used by Lin Muzhi's parents.
They were merely returning the favor using this method, and with so much money in the Lin Group's accounts, what's wrong with taking a little?
Wanting to give money to his son but realizing his son is useless, he then turns to his grandson. If that old man didn't have so many issues, we might not even succeed.
"Let’s give them another call; we need to hurry them up."
As he spoke, he walked over to the little boy and kicked him awake. Both of their faces were masked, showing no concern about being recognized.
"You—"
The boy, with a cloth stuffed in his mouth, weakly struggled against his bonds as tears streamed down his face while he was tied to a pillar.
The woman raised her phone and directly dialed a video call.
Ding ding!
The ringtone echoed quickly in the police station. Seeing an unfamiliar call, Lin Muzhi's parents hesitated to answer until Lin Yuan gestured for them to pick it up.
"Xiao Jie?! How are you? They haven’t hurt you, right?"
Lin Muzhi's mother rushed forward, speaking urgently.
"Heh, it seems you really care about your son. Since you know how much he means to you, hurry up and transfer the money."
"No, bring the money over yourself, otherwise—"
The man did not show his face; instead, he used one hand to slap the child's face a few times.
With just those few slaps, the boy's face was already marked with several small blood streaks.
"What are you doing? Don't lay a hand on my son!"
"We'll give you the money, just like that. It's just that we can't come up with three hundred million all at once. How about two hundred million? We can drive over directly."
"Heh, that's not going to work."
Then he hung up the phone.
Looking at the black screen of his phone, Lin Yuan frowned.
The phone number didn't seem to be from overseas; he had already memorized it at a glance, but the call had been too short.
"How's it going? Have you tracked down where he is?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Currently, we can confirm that he is in Haishi City. It’s impossible for him to take the child out in such a short time."
"Haishi? Where's the information I requested?"
Soon, an officer brought over the financial records along with a recording of the call, which Lin Yuan had also requested.
Seeing that Lin Yuan had indeed targeted the finance department as a suspect, the man couldn't help but feel a bit anxious and quickly walked over.
"Is there no other suspect?"
"If you have any other leads, please share them; otherwise, don’t hinder my work."
After saying this, Lin Yuan turned on his phone.
The previous recording and the one provided by the officer were simultaneously uploaded to the computer.
A few minutes later, looking at the identical audio files, Lin Yuan said, "It should be him."
"No, I’ll call him right now. This matter can be resolved privately. If he finds out we've reported it to the police, things could get very bad."
Before, they didn’t know who he was; now that they did, the man felt somewhat reassured.
Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes. "Do you think you can come and go from the police station as you please?"
"Uh... I won't pursue this matter any further; is that alright? We can resolve this privately."
"In that case, I have reason to suspect whether there’s some kind of relationship between you two and if this kidnapping is related to you as well."
"Of course."
But how could Lin Mu's father dare to say such a thing?
In the past, whenever Lin Muzhi encountered trouble, the funds in the company’s accounts were always manipulated by her. Given the current situation, if her actions were exposed, it would be disastrous.
“Honey, what’s wrong?”
Their daughter clutched his hand, her eyes filled with suspicion.
“It’s nothing. I just feel like if the police find out, wouldn’t it be even more dangerous?”
At this point, he could only force a smile.
From the moment he began to doubt the finances, Lin Yuan had already arranged for someone to follow his license plate number.
The last place it was tracked to was the underground parking lot of the residential complex where the accountant lived. After that, the car had not been seen again.
Although the accountant had called in sick that morning, if she had truly gone to the hospital, her car wouldn’t have remained completely still, right?
Soon after, a call came in from that side.
“What’s going on?”
“You were right about the consultant. There’s a large storage room in that garage which has been sold to Lin’s accountant for a hefty price.”
They had gathered this information from inquiries made with the property management.
When faced with the police, both the property management and security were completely forthcoming, without any concealment.
“Did anyone go in this morning?”
“Yes, someone reported seeing them come down but didn’t see them go back up. The elevator surveillance confirms this.”
Lin Yuan deduced that this was likely their first time committing such a crime; there were indeed glaring flaws in their kidnapping plan.
They say a single leaf can obscure one’s vision, but it depends on how well one covers others' sight.
“Alright, they just called. It seems they only have some weapons but no guns. Be careful.”
After Lin Yuan hung up the phone, he and his wife exchanged worried glances.
“Shouldn’t we go over there?”
“It’s too late for you to go now. Let professionals handle this kind of situation.”
The task force has plenty of experience with such matters; their presence might even complicate things further.
However, the more Lin Yuan observed Lin Muzhi's father, the more he felt that he was hiding something sinister behind him.
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