After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

Lin Mizi disappeared, and the surveillance camera captured three people, all wrapped up tightly, with masks on their faces, and hats on their heads. Except that they could be seen as men from their body shape, they didn't know anything else.

The wooden door of the greenhouse was pried open. It can be seen that the other party was very professional and there were no traces left on the scene, but from the screen, Lin Mizi was forced.

very suspicious.

Lin Misen had been sitting in the living room all morning without saying anything about breakfast. After thinking about it, she decided to call the police.

Just took out the phone and it rang.

is an unfamiliar number.

She continued, and the other party spoke first, with a mechanical voice, as if on purpose: "Lin Mizi is in our hands. If we want her to live, we will prepare 1000 million yuan and ask Li Cuimei to come to the dock. Before three o'clock, if you dare Call the police and wait for the body to be collected."

After speaking, the other party hung up directly.

Chen Congye brought a bowl of plain noodles: "Mi Er, who called?"

Lin Misen looked at the phone screen and frowned: "The kidnapper."

Kidnapped again?
And it was a kidnapping who came to petition. Is there such a blatant kidnapper in this world?
Chen Congye put the noodles in front of her and gave her the chopsticks: "Eat something first." He took her mobile phone away, "I'll call the police."

After pressing the alarm call, when he was about to dial out, his wrist was grabbed.

Lin Misen shook his head: "It's useless, and calling the police is useless. I have a hunch that she won't change even if she spends her life in prison."

Chen Congye had never seen such sharp eyes from her: "Then what are you going to do?" As long as the method doesn't endanger her, he can accept it.

As if she had made a major decision, she took a deep breath and said, "Let her take a gamble and let her experience the suffering of this society."

The 'kidnapper' said on the phone that if he didn't pay the money or call the police, he would tear up the ticket.Lin Misen didn't call the police, but she didn't collect money either. She just pretended that this incident never happened.

Because she knew that there was an 80.00% chance that this incident was directed and acted by Lin Mizi again.

If so, after three o'clock in the afternoon, the kidnappers called again.

This time it was Lin Misen who spoke first: "Sorry, I don't know any Lin Mizi."

It was she who hung up the phone first.

Kidnapper: "..."

At seven o'clock in the evening, after the two had breakfast, they were about to go upstairs when the doorbell rang.

Chen Congye let go of Lin Misen's hand: "I'll go and open the door, you stay here first, don't come over." He asked the bodyguards and servants to take vacation, and did everything by himself.

The door opened, and a figure rushed towards him.

He quickly turned sideways, and the figure lay directly on the ground.

That sound hurts.

No one was outside.

The security guard must have been slacking off, allowing this person to come in silently.

Lin Misen approached, Chen Congye stopped her: "Mier, let me take a look first."

The person who fell on the ground was motionless, but his back looked like Lin Mizi, but he was dressed in rags and looked in a state of distress. He really looked like a hostage who had escaped from the kidnappers.Chen Congye squatted down, turned the person over with one hand, saw the face, and confirmed that it was Lin Mizi.

She was in a coma overnight.

Woke up in bed the next day claiming to have amnesia!
Lin Misen had no expression on his face, obviously he didn't believe her, but after thinking about it, he followed her words and said, "Since you are fine, you should go home."

She was surprised for a moment: "Back, go home?"

"That's right," Lin Misen decided not to soften his heart to her anymore, "This is my home, not yours. I'll call your family right now and ask them to pick you up."

Two hours later, Lin Hancheng arrived!
"He's your father." Lin Misen had already 'colluded' with Lin Hancheng on the phone. As long as he cooperates obediently, he can get a sum of money. "Go with him."

Lin Mizi was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Lin Misen to play this game with her, but when she thought about it seriously, being the 'daughter' of Lin Hancheng was nothing compared to going to jail.

In this way, Lin Hancheng took away his 'daughter' Lin Mizi.

She spent a period of time peacefully like this. During this period, Lin Hancheng would report her situation to Lin Misen every now and then, and did not avoid her, just talking on the phone in front of her.

In order to keep her freedom, Lin Mizi could only endure. She lived in Lin Hancheng's house, ate rough food, wore coarse clothes and linen, and was not allowed to go out to meet people. She is still an 'artist', and she still has a chance to turn around.

And the person who kidnapped her had to pay the price, even after taking her away, he locked her in an abandoned house for no reason, and released her after starving her for a day.

I originally wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but after thinking about it, if she had nothing to escape, she might as well go to jail, so she walked back to the Chen family's villa, thinking of pretending to be amnesia and let Lin Misen accept her again, who knew that she not only believed her lies , and kicked her out.

It seems that it is useless to pretend to be pitiful.

'Boom—'
With a loud noise, Zhong Zhiman kicked the door open, and yelled viciously: "Aren't you coming to work? Do you think you are still Lin Misen's treasure?" She sneered, "Now you are a waste under the fence. .”

Lin Mizi stood up against the wall, staring at her coldly: "I can live without relying on her."

Zhong Zhiman swung a rolling stick in his hand, and swung it up, as if to hit someone: "Fuck, don't talk nonsense, get over here and work."

Lin Zhixin is still in the hands of Chen Congye, and Lin Hancheng and Zhong Zhiman are now obedient to Lin Misen's words. For the sake of their only son, they dare not play tricks.

Since she was a child, Lin Mizi didn't suffer much, because Lin Misen took care of everything for her, no matter how big or small.

Lin Mizi's hands are white and tender, asking her to work is simply abusing her.

"Wash all these dishes. I'll check them later. If they are not clean, don't even think about eating." Zhong Zhiman threw her a rag, shouted and went out.

The kitchen was heavily greasy and smelled pungent, and Lin Mizi was so sick that he wanted to vomit.

After 10 minutes, Zhong Zhiman came in to check and found that she hadn't done anything, just sat on the stool in a daze.

Zhong Zhiman's heart burst into flames in an instant, and he raised the rolling pin in his hand and hit it

It landed firmly on Lin Mizi's back, she jumped up in pain, hid in a corner, her eyes changed suddenly, and she was aggressive: "Do you really dare to hit me?"

"What am I afraid of?" She approached step by step, with a fierce look on her face, "If you hadn't let my son do those bad things, he wouldn't have been caught by Lin Misen, it's all your fault, I If your son doesn’t come back, I’ll break your legs and sell you.”

Looking at the wooden stick, Lin Mizi gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger: "I see, I can wash it."

Just bear it any longer, as long as you bear it until the show starts.

It's useless to pretend to be amnesia, instead he was played for a fool.

Lin Mizi was too lazy to pretend, after dinner, she took the initiative to pack things and wash the dishes, then lowered her head, and borrowed the phone from Zhong Zhiman.

Zhong Zhiman asked her for money, 1 yuan per minute.

Lin Mizi gritted her teeth and took out all the money on her body and gave it to her.

For this call, she called Shen Sirong.