"Get everyone moving to search right now. If anything happens to my brother, you will all pay with your lives," Yun Ya’s tone was menacing, sending shivers down the listeners’ backs.
The other party immediately responded with a burst of affirmative replies.
Yun Ya took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, "Go to the Wanhu Federal Police Department and find someone named Ben. Have him coordinate with the search. Start by locking down the customs and airports, especially the ports and docks. The person shouldn’t have gotten far, we must find him."
"But the other side has the police..."
"You don’t need to worry about that. Just report my name, and I will clarify with him beforehand."
After hanging up, Yun Ya contacted Ben.
Twenty minutes later—
Yun Ya paced anxiously in the room, with no news coming through.
Her heart was on fire, her hands trembling with urgency.
Miaomiao must not have anything happen to her.
She had arranged everything flawlessly before she left, yet somehow someone had found a loophole.
This was definitely a premeditated kidnapping.
And it was targeted at her.
She lived a low-profile life abroad, rarely venturing out and scarcely making enemies, so who could it be?
That would explain it, no wonder there has been no movement lately, they were waiting to catch her off guard.
If Miaomiao were unharmed, that would be a relief. If Miaomiao even lost a single hair, Yun Shu, I will make sure you wish to neither live nor die.
For a moment, she despised herself: why did she leave Miaomiao alone abroad? If something happened to Miaomiao, the person she could least forgive was herself.
Yun Ya took a deep breath, her fingernails digging fiercely into her palm, the pain reminding her that she had to remain calm.
Yun Shu knew her too well, knew that Miaomiao was her only weakness, and she had seized this weakness, waiting to deliver a fatal blow.
She had been careless.
Another hour passed, every minute and every second was agony for Yun Ya.
She left the room and came downstairs from the upper floor, but there was no one in the living room.
Cuicui ran out from the kitchen, "Miss, when did you get back?"
Yun Ya didn’t respond to her question but instead asked, "Is Grandma at home?"
"No, the lady has not come back since she left in the morning. Miss, do you need to see the lady for something?"
Yun Ya smiled and shook her head, "No, it’s nothing. You go about your work; I was just asking casually."
Cuicui uttered an "Oh" and returned to the kitchen.
Yun Ya went back to her room to wait. An entire afternoon passed, and her patience was spent. At that moment, Ben’s call came through.
"How is it? Have you found the person?"
"Sorry, I’ve done all I could. The other side came prepared and had a getaway route ready. We have determined that they belong to a faction from Country Hua. They boarded a plane to Hong Kong twenty minutes ago, and have now flown beyond the national border. I’m powerless to stop them." Content originally comes from Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
"No problem, you’ve been a great help already. When I have time to visit Germany, I’ll take you out for a meal."
After hanging up, Yun Ya furrowed her brows in deep thought.
A flight from Germany to Hong Kong takes thirteen hours; there is still time to prepare.
She immediately called Uncle Chang, instructing him to get ready to go to Hong Kong International Airport. Everyone should have a picture of Miaomiao and must find the target as soon as the flight arrives, and without harming the target, bring the person back.
No, Yun Ya decided to go personally.
To be certain, she went to find Ning Zihuan herself.
In the Ning Family’s Backyard, a ferocious Tibetan Mastiff, over half the height of a person, stood there, tongue out, eyes glowing green.
Ning Zihuan sat in a chair, beside him a bucket full of half-dead poultry. He fished out one and casually threw it away.
The poultry fluttered its wings in a last struggle, the Mastiff let out a roar and pounced, ripping it in two, blood splashing everywhere, its ferocity was daunting.
In two or three bites, it was down its throat.
The young man’s mouth curled into a smile, "Langya, come here."
The Tibetan Mastiff panted, its sharp fangs like gleaming blades in the sunlight, ran over to Ning Zihuan’s side, crouched down, and affectionately nuzzled against Ning Zihuan’s leg, looking for all the world like a pet seeking affection from its master.
Ning Zihuan gently stroked its head, "Langya, you’ve been much too aggressive lately. You’re in heat. It’s about time I found you a mate."
At that moment, the Butler approached and spoke in a low voice, "Third Young Master, there’s a Miss Ji outside looking for you."
Ning Zihuan’s gaze shifted slightly, "Let her in."
After the Butler hurried away, Ning Zihuan patted Langya on the head with a smile, "Don’t scare my goddess. Go hide somewhere quickly."