Chapter 1912 My Own Son. . So Cheap (Please Subscribe!)

Rosie's Manor.

now.

The servants were all trembling with fear, because there was a constant roar in the living room. If this was angered, they would definitely not be able to go around and deduct their wages? Che, angry people, can't be so sensible.

Beaten.

smashed.

Bloodshed is light.

living room.

"waste."

"Find."

"Activate your subordinates, $10,000 for an effective clue, and $1 million for the first found." This amount of money is a drizzle for the Luo family, but it is what others desire.

"..."

Luo Xi kept talking on the phone. All roads entering and leaving the city were checked by card. Of course, this was not entirely because of Luo Xi's strength. People ran away, and the Malaysian Police Department was also very concerned.

only.

More than an hour, no useful information at all.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

"Gollum!"

Drink a cup of tea.

Think.

Who else can help? Intelligence organization? Don't be kidding, this kind of emergency, even an underground organization specializing in trading intelligence, has no time to collect intelligence.

depressed.

Heart congestion.

This feeling of being out of control is so uncomfortable.

suddenly.

The phone rings.

one look.

Unfamiliar numbers, at this critical moment, Luo Xike picks up and picks up no matter who calls them.

"Hey?"

"Are you that...whose family?"

"???"

Rosie was stunned, what do you mean, who's family is called, suddenly, he realized that this call was not ordinary, "Who are you, do you know where my son is? What are you going to do."

One listen.

Laughter came from the other side.

"Hehe, it looks like it's right."

then.

"I am happy to inform you now that your son is fine, but I heard that you are quite rich, so we want money, as long as you give it, your son will be safe."

"I give."

Rosie hurriedly said.

"How many?"

"How many?"

He hesitated for a moment, as if thinking.

"Three..five..one million ringgit, yes, one million."

This statement came out.

living room.

Rosie was stunned. Ringgit, the currency of Malaysia, according to the current exchange rate, one million ringgit, nearly two million yuan, if converted into US dollars, it is only about 300,000.

"..."

It also. . .

just.

He also offered a reward of one million dollars to find Vika. Now, the kidnappers need 300,000. Although it is better to be less, Luo Xi always feels that it is his son. . Very cheap.

Could it be.

The other party doesn't know who he is?

"you sure?"

Taking a deep breath, Rosie asked, in order not to irritate the robber, he still didn't report his family name and show off his family, otherwise, if the robber knew that it was the Suto family, he would feel that he was doomed.

The dog jumped the wall.

Tear up votes.

That way.

But he really dazzled his son to death.

"not enough?"

"A little too much."

Rosie hurriedly said.

"I don't care, it's only one million, it's not even a single point less. I'll give you two hours to prepare, and in two hours, I will call again, but don't play any tricks, otherwise, your son's life."

"Okay, I promise." Rosie pretended to be reluctant.

Ask again:

"How do I know that my son is in your hands?" You have to ask this clearly, otherwise, if you are deceived, you will really lose your face. When you go home, you will definitely be chased by the old man with a cane.

That picture.

Very sour.

"Your phone number, he told me."

Finished.

"Dudu!"

The phone hangs up.

"Snapped!"

A pat on the head.

Luo Xi regretted it, he knew it earlier, and let people monitor and track each other. Moreover, the reason given by the other party was not sufficient. Although he called his own private number, he knew a lot.

never mind.

Letter first.

one million.

two hours.

"..."

Rosie felt a surge. . . contempt. In two hours, I can fix 100 million for you. What's the matter, you only need 1 million, me. . Rosie felt that he was cheap.

Um.

possible.

This is sickness.

be cured.

After a few minutes.

Rosie took out one million cash from his safe and threw it on the sofa. This difficulty is not much more difficult than drinking water. Then, I called a group of monitoring experts and prepared with both hands.

Check the number.

pity.

It's a roadside phone booth, and people must have left early. Moreover, the surveillance in the capital of Malaysia is not sufficient. Among them, only less than 5% of the phone booths can be photographed, which is very difficult to find.

at the same time.

A group of people were arranged to go out.

next location.

Arrive quickly and make arrests. As for the police, Luo Xi didn't notify them. These kidnappers are so annoying. If they are caught, they must learn to be respected.

Wait.

two hours.

It's tough.

. . .

cellar.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Lying on the ground, Vika was gasping for breath. He only had his hands tied and his feet could move freely. Relying on the skills he had learned, he quickly pulled out the pillow cover. The process was not complicated.

The first step is to take off your shoes.

The second step is to take off the socks.

In the third part, head over and hold the pillowcase with your toes.

A pull.

Pulled out.

"Breathe! Breathe!"

It feels so good to breathe freely. Vika never thought that being able to breathe through his mouth is so happy. Looking at the sparse sunlight at the seal, Vika did not dare to roar.

afraid!

If the robber is on top, a beating is inevitable, maybe. . . Looking at the socks on the ground, Vika shuddered. If it was stuffed into his mouth, he would be disgusted for the rest of his life.

never mind.

Don't take risks, you can't lose your hard-earned happiness.

At this moment.

"Jeep!"

The sound beside him startled Vika.

"mouse."

Vika hurriedly shut up and didn't dare to scream. The psychological shadow inspired by the socks was still there. He watched the big mouse, followed by a group of small mice swaying by.

Calm down.

Calm down.

just mice.

Ah!

just mice.

Vika kept comforting himself.

Mice don't bite people, but, how did the mice dig holes in such a deep pit? Isn't the food on the ground delicious? Forget it, mice can burrow, so what's so strange.

I will endure.

I hide.

I don't think I can see it, but, Big Brother Mouse, no, the mouse family, can you stop circling the cellar, I'm afraid you will get lost, and if it gets into your pants.

"Mom!"

Can't think.

then.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

half an hour.

Standing in the middle of the cellar, Vicca did not dare to relax, let alone sit down. He forced himself to think of the memories of playing with his friends before, so as to avoid falling into the worst speculation about reality.

Think.

If no one came to save him.

So.

these mice. . and him. . The relationship between eating and being eaten is too deep and scary. Vika felt like he was going nervous, "Hehe, I'm fine, I don't want to eat mice."

at this time.

now.

Vika misses the old days. Even if there are no beautiful women, no sports cars, no villas, no private jets, they live a normal life. . . A life with only money.

He was content.

I'm so sleepy today, that's all for this chapter.