Chapter 52:

The night was already late, but the Shen family was still in a state of chaos. Mother Shen scolded her son with a sharp voice, and constantly asked him why he only took Shen Yuling, and why did he only take Shen Yuling? That dead girl is so precious, is it worth the son to leave the baby grandson in the kindergarten?
Father Shen also asked again and again, in his eyes, not only the crime of kidnapping, but also the son who left his grandson alone.
Both the maid and the nanny dared not to hide in the room, but Shen Youquan ’s bodyguard and driver were calling the kidnappers over and over again and analyzing various possibilities and coping methods for the employer.
At this time, the delivery man in the mall sent a box of toys to the house and saw these things that can only be played by girls. Mother Shen madly shouted: "Throw it, throw it, throw me all the garbage. Go out! As soon as we are n’t looking around, this dead girl is clamoring to buy things, buying so many at once, and only she can play, she is born selfish, and she does n’t care about her brother at all! The broom has a bad life, can Rao Rao be kidnapped? When I was born, I said that this sister is greedy, and took away all the nutrition of her brother. Brother robbed! Why didn't she kidnap this time? She robbed! "
Shen Youquan, who has been bearing the scolding of his parents with tolerance, finally broke out. Suddenly he overturned a marble coffee table weighing more than a hundred pounds, kicking the cracked cups and trays, and roared with exhaustion: "Is that enough? Are you enough? Is there any blood in the body of the spirit? Is it mine? Is it from the Shen family? Just because she is a girl, you want her to suffer instead of Shen Yurao. Do you deserve to be her grandparents? No, I asked wrong, I have to ask again Are you worthy of being an individual? Ah ?! Are the words you just said what his mother said? Tiger poison does not eat children, are you even worse than beasts! That is my child, my mother ’s own child! You remember! "
Father Shen and Mother Shen were frightened by their son in rage. They had never seen him look so disoriented, as if someone had taken a knife and dug away the softest and tenderest piece of meat in his heart, causing him pain Unstoppable.
The two old men who were screaming and shouting just now, did not dare to breathe under the pressure of his son at this moment.
Zhong Huilu, who was hiding behind Mother Shen, couldn't help but change her complexion. She always felt that her husband had something to say, and his behavior today was also abnormal. How could he put down his work for no reason and pick up the children to play, and only took Shen Yuling? If this matter is taken as usual, she will definitely feel that her husband's brain is broken. He grew up in such a patriarchal family, and under his ears, he paid much more attention to his son than his daughter. He could not take his daughter alone and ignore his son, unless he knew what!
Zhong Huilu's heart tightened, her eyes flickered slightly, but she quickly fixed on Shen You's body. She tried to guess his mental state through observation.
But she soon had no time to care about these minutiae things, because Shen Youquan picked up her phone and was about to call the police. At this time, he had no worries and worries at all, but was full of anger, nowhere to vent, and even his own anger was about to burn. If it were n’t for Van Gogh ’s admonition that echoed in his mind again and again, under impulse, he might have told his parents the truth.
"If Mr. Shen is still so ignorant, you will soon lose your only child."
"Did Mr. Shen hear about the story of Hatozhan Magpie's nest? Other birds lay eggs in your nest, and after hatching, they will squeeze your child off the tall branches and fall alive."
In just two simple sentences, Van Gogh predicted all of her daughter's encounters. Her past, present, and future are hidden in this seemingly plain, but terrifying story. If it were n’t Shen Youquan who immediately went through a DNA test with anger, luckily awakened, and then picked up her daughter. Now, should there be one daughter among the kidnapped people? Listening to his wife, when the kidnapper went to the kindergarten to pick someone up, she repeatedly confirmed that Shen Yuling was there. If it was, she would also take Shen Yuling together. Then his daughter will also suffer from being tied up, intimidated, and even beaten ...
Shen Youquan can't think about it anymore. He started sweating all over, and Van Gogharo's last warning made him dare not go against it—today's conversation is limited to the three of us. It will become extremely serious, so severe that even Mr. Shen, who has a lot of hands and eyes, will not be able to end.
What will develop to the point where they can't end? Shen Youquan only thought about the beginning a little, and immediately stopped the gallop of imagination, so that it can no longer play to its fullest. He kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and then thought in a trance, a few days ago, there seemed to be someone on the Internet who was pinching the Van Gogh hype, saying that he was not a psychic at all, but a deceiver who played a trick.
He sneered at the news a few times at the time, shaking his head and saying "hype has no bottom line", but today he is deeply aware that the so-called truth and truth are never in the hands of the public. When you think you laugh at others soberly, maybe destiny is already staring at you, and you are ready to play with you.
In the face of fate, all mortals are ants, and how many people can break the curve and rules of fate? How do they exist? Thinking of Van Gogh's things like God, Shen Youquan suddenly felt that his back was cold, and it was only then that he realized afterwards-how stupid and arrogant he was when he met Van Gogh yesterday. Eyeless!
His throat was so dry that he pressed his trembling fingertips several times to brighten the screen of the phone. As soon as he dialed the number "11", his arm was hit hard by his wife.
With a click, this phone, which I bought just a while ago, broke, and Zhong Huilu grabbed her husband's arm and said in horror: "Can't call the police! The kidnappers will tear the ticket!"
"This is kidnapping. Of course we need to ask the police for help!" Shen Youquan pushed her away and said sharply. He used to really love his wife, and was willing to give her the most respect and care, otherwise he would not be in such a high position, facing so many temptations, but always clean himself.
But now, this love has long been turned into a flame of hatred, burning their sweet memories of the past to ashes. He felt sick at first glance, let alone being touched.
Zhong Huilu stumbled and nearly fell, but she didn't have time to think about her husband's sudden indifference. She turned on her mobile phone Baidu and pointed to a shocking case: "If the alarm is useful, I have reported it! The kidnapping case in Lin province didn't take long, do you remember? The family called the police, and the kidnappers took it. The ransom killed the child. Now that the money is gone and the child is gone, a family is broken. What is the use even if the kidnappers are finally arrested? Can those losses be recovered? Look at the official statistics Data, after calling the police, the possibility of the kidnappers tearing the ticket is 80%, not calling the police is 40%, people just ask for money, we ca n’t provoke them! Ca n’t we raise money to quietly redeem the children? I ca n’t afford it Any risk, that's the baby I gave birth in October! He was not in good health. If we angered the kidnappers, would they vent their children? Can Rao Rao support him and go home safely? I dare not even think about it now, my heart hurts! "
Zhong Huilu fell on the sofa and cried so fast that she fainted.
Shen and Shen, who originally thought that the police were OK, were also anxious with white eyes and red heart and colic. Alarm = tear ticket, this equation was firmly stuffed into their heads by Zhong Huilu, occupying all their thoughts. They grabbed their son's left hand, and one grabbed his son's right hand, not letting him move.
Instead, the driver and bodyguard Long Chengsheng, who was sitting on the side and continuously dialing the kidnapper's phone, said: "I think Mr. Shen should call the police. As long as he conceals it, the kidnapper will not know. While we are raising the ransom, the police are looking for clues to save people The child has double insurance. Now the kidnappers have been shutting down, should we just wait? "
"How old are you, what qualifications do you have to say something about our family? It's not your child, you don't know that you are distressed, right? You can't call the police, you can't call the police, who will call me and who's in a hurry!" Zhong Huilu is like a female lion Generally rushed up, scratching Long Chengsheng's face.
Long Chengsheng dodged in embarrassment, and then he was silent. He could only look at Mr. Shen with suggestive eyes, encouraging him to make a decision early. Both the old man and the woman in the family have panicked, and now only Mr. Shen is sober.
Shen Youquan closed his eyes, and said with carelessness: "I don't call the police, you let me go, I think of a way to raise money."
"The kidnappers are just asking for money. We will give them money and the children will come back. We must not take risks! As long as Rao Rao can come back, we will give them as much money as we can, and we will sell the house and the car! There are millions of them here. Deposit, Mom will give you all! "Said Shen Shen crying.
"Mom, that's the pension money for you and your dad, you keep it. Our Shen family can't get that share." Shen Youquan picked up the broken mobile phone and explained: "I call the finance and let them do it now Raise money for me. "Then he went to the study on the second floor.
Zhong Huilu, Long Chengsheng, who was too busy with his business, followed nervously to the second floor.
Shen Youquan quickly made a call to the White Screen and asked him for the phone number of Fangallo. He really regrets that he walked too rudely and hurriedly yesterday. He forgot to ask Mr. Fan's contact information. If he hadn't gotten Mr. Fan's mention, he would only be more worried.
The white curtain heard his anxiety and sent the number without asking a word.
There was a quick connection there, and a clear voice like Gan Quan rushing out of the ground, instantly took away Shen Youquan's anxious heart: "Mr. Shen, is your little magpie still well?"
Little Magpie undoubtedly refers to her daughter. Thinking of her daughter ’s smiling face because she was too happy today, and remembering her "Dad I like you most", Shen Youquan's restlessness eased a lot, "Very good, she is very good." He walked while talking Go to her daughter's room and look inside through the door. Under the comfort of the nanny, the daughter was asleep, a chubby little foot stretched out of the quilt, and the small nest on the instep was very cute.
Shen Youquan's eyes were sour and hot, and his throat was dry and tight. If it were n’t for Van Gogh ’s reminder, his daughter might now be in a dark, messy, remote place, enduring the intimidation and abuse of a group of thugs. Such a scene he dare not even think about.
"Mr. Fan, Shen Yurao was kidnapped. What should I do?" Just as the mother didn't care about her daughter's life and death, now Shen Youquan is not willing to use 50 million to save a wild seed. , But he could not watch Shen Yurao suffer. It is still necessary to save, but it is necessary to minimize the loss of the Shen family. He is just a newcomer in the business world, not a child of the family. Without much background, it would really hurt him to give 50 million at a time.
To be honest, he has tried his best to suppress the evil side of human nature, and constantly urges him to go on the right path, otherwise he will not care about Shen Yurao's life and death, and will not let Zhong Huilu's woman leap in front of his eyes. For a moment, he was irritated by anger, and he almost said to the kidnapper: You tear the ticket, I don't care, anyway, Shen Yurao is not my kind!
Fortunately, fortunately he didn't say anything and did nothing, otherwise he would regret it forever.