Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Have you ever seen a kidnapping that asked for a household registration book?
Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Have you ever seen a kidnapping that asked for a household registration book?
Li Qiao and Tang Yiting agreed on a time, and then they hung up the phone.
Afterward, Li Qiao pondered for a moment and replied with an [OK] hand gesture in the WeChat group.
At one o’clock in the afternoon, the sky was gloomy as Tang Yiting drove up to the Li Family’s home in a pink sports car.
Half a minute later, Li Qiao walked out unhurriedly, glanced at the tender color of the car body, and silently sighed.
Tang Yiting was a classic example of a masculine girl at heart.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Tang Yiting leaned in excitedly, “Hey, what’s the theme of your professional farewell party?”
Li Qiao fastened her seatbelt and glanced at her, “Don’t know, didn’t look.”
It seemed there had been a message in the WeChat group about the requirements for the farewell party, but she hadn’t paid much attention to it.
Tang Yiting felt stifled as she started the engine, muttering, “You’ve kept a low profile for so many years, and you don’t plan to make a big splash at your farewell party?”
Tang Yiting steered the car, looking at Li Qiao with a lingering hope, “Really no ideas?
I was thinking about us joining forces tonight!”
Li Qiao closed her eyes, her face indifferent.
At the Shuiyun High-End Styling Studio, Li Qiao and Tang Yiting walked in side by side.
Tang Yiting was a regular here; she would come to pick out gowns and get styled whenever her family held various banquets.
Upon entering, Li Qiao confidently headed for the rest area and took a seat.
Tang Yiting had her own stylist; after discussing the requirements for the party, the two headed to the haute couture area on the second floor.
At the staircase, Tang Yiting didn’t forget to look back and call out to Li Qiao, “Qiaoqiao, come on over.”
At this moment, Li Qiao, looking at a message that suddenly popped up on her phone, waved at Tang Yiting and continued to gaze at her screen.
Seeing this, Tang Yiting didn’t ask any further and quickly vanished at the stairway entrance.
The message on the phone was from Li Shaoquan, a pitiful four words: Daddy, save me.
Based on what Li Qiao knew about him, this kind of message usually meant he needed money.
Li Qiao opened her mobile banking app ready to make a transfer, just as Li Shaoquan’s call came through.
She frowned slightly, answered, and got straight to the point, “How much?”
What’s your relation to him?” A strange and arrogant voice came through the receiver.
No sooner had the voice asked than Li Shaoquan shouted from the other end, “Save me, they’ve kidnapped…”
“Shut the fuck up!” the strange man bellowed, followed by the sound of a fist hitting flesh that transmitted clearly through the receiver into Li Qiao’s ears.
Li Shaoquan had been kidnapped?
Her eyes narrowed sharply with a chill across her face, “Spit it out, what do you want?”
There was a long silence on the line, interspersed with whispers of a private conversation.
As Li Qiao grew impatient, the other end finally spoke, “I want his household registration book.
I don’t care who you are, deliver it to me now, or else I’ll tear up the ticket!”
The next second, the call was cut off, and Li Qiao slowly lowered her hand, staring at her phone screen, deep in thought.
Have you ever seen a kidnapper ask for a household registration book?
Li Qiao pondered for a moment, then quickly opened a tracking app on her phone, checking Li Shaoquan’s phone location.
River View Grand Court.
So, the kidnapper was at Li Shaoquan’s house?
The situation was too strange; she couldn’t fathom who Li Shaoquan could have possibly offended.
He was a homebody, a crazy tech wiz, who could he have angered?
Li Qiao didn’t delay for long; she sent a WeChat message to Tang Yiting and hurriedly left the Shuiyun Styling Studio.