Chapter 1631: What Is Your Purpose?

After Song Lan got in the car and relaxed for a while, he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, but his brows suddenly frowned.

The route was wrong.

Although he was not familiar with Country Y, he remembered the way to York's villa very clearly.

He immediately took a closer look at the front row and found that the driver and bodyguard had been replaced.

Obviously, something was wrong.

He lowered his eyes, calmly straightened his cuffs, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and where are you taking me?"

On the other side, in the corner of the parking lot, the driver who was knocked unconscious groaned and woke up.

He rubbed his neck, recalled what happened before he fainted, was startled, and hurried to the parking space.

The familiar Maybach had long disappeared.

His face turned pale, and he went to the studio to take a look. Everyone inside had left.

The driver did not dare to delay any more time, and quickly contacted York's assistant, "Tell Mr. York quickly that I was just knocked unconscious, and I don't know who took Mr. Song Lan away!"

The assistant was shocked and hurried to report the matter to York.

York's face suddenly darkened.

The studio closed early today. According to the time, it has been more than an hour since Song Lan was kidnapped...

"Track the vehicle immediately! No matter what the cost, you must find the person for me!" York ordered hurriedly.

"Yes."

The assistant did not dare to delay and hurriedly left the office after receiving the order.

Half an hour later, he came back, but his face was not good, and he said, "Sir, we found the car, but we were a step late. There is no one anymore. It must have been moved."

"Increase manpower and search comprehensively!" York pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

At this time, Jin Fengchen received a call and his expression suddenly became cold.

Jiang Sesu noticed his abnormality and wondered, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Song Lan was taken away." Jin Fengchen briefly explained the cause of the incident.

Hearing this, Jiang Sesu's expression became solemn, "Can York find someone?"

"With his power, it should not be a problem."

Jin Fengchen did not intend to take care of this matter, after all, the person was lost in York's hands.

But seeing Jiang Sesur's worried look, he still took out his mobile phone and called his men, "Go find Song Lan."

"Yes, Master." The person on the other end of the phone took the order and began to gather people to find Song Lan.

...

Just when York was in chaos, Song Lan had been taken to a villa.

He looked at the man sitting in the middle of the living room and couldn't help frowning.

This person should be the one who wanted to kidnap him, but he was sure that he didn't know this person.

At this time, the man pretending to be a driver stepped forward, "Eric, Song Lan has been brought here."

Eric squinted at Song Lan and laughed twice, "You did a good job on this."

The tasks failed one after another, and this time the task was finally completed, and the men were also a little happy, "This is what we should do."

"Take the man down and take good care of him. We will take him away tomorrow. The Middle East has been arranged." Eric glanced at Song Lan with interest.

Middle East?

Song Lan frowned. This group of people attacked him again and again. Are they going to take him to the Middle East?

He suppressed his thoughts and looked at Eric calmly, "What is your purpose?"

Eric smiled mysteriously, and did not answer directly, only saying: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, with your ability, it is a waste of talent here. The place I will take you to will definitely allow you to exert your greatest talent."

Although there was no valuable information in his words, Song Lan was sure that he was not in danger for the time being.

This group of people seemed to want to use him for something.

Eric was unwilling to say more, and smiled mysteriously, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. As long as you are willing to be honest, I can guarantee you a life of wealth and glory."

Then, Eric waved to his men, "Take the person to the room on the second floor."

"Yes."

Several men came forward and locked Song Lan in a room.

Song Lan took a look at the layout of the room and smiled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps because he was still useful, he did not treat himself harshly.

Except that the doors and windows were tightly closed and there were no electronic equipment, other conditions were very good.

However, even without electronic devices and his cell phone being confiscated, he could not be stopped from asking for help.

After all, he was a computer genius, and he had been closely watched by that group of people before, which prevented him from asking for help.

Now locked in the room, he raised his wrist without hesitation, and pressed the edge of the watch with his slender fingers. Then, a faint red light lit up on the dial.

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On the other side, Song Lan's assistant was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and had been using various channels to find someone.

However, nothing was found. None of Song Lan's equipment had been activated. Looking for someone in this huge country Y was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Suddenly, a small red dot lit up on the assistant's terminal.

After the assistant confirmed it, he was very excited and called York immediately.