supreme power

Chapter [-] Daughter-in-law is Kidnapped

In the dim night, with the moon hanging in the sky, Wang Sen rode his bicycle on the road, passing one car after another, but still kept a certain distance from the Audi in front.

After Wang Sen's careful consideration, he came to an almost impossible conclusion: Tang Wanrong was hiding something from him.He denied his conclusion from the bottom of his heart, but what happened during the day made it impossible for him to connect the present Wanrong with the past. Could it be that she has some unspeakable secrets?Or has she really had a change of heart?

Wang Sen didn't believe that Tang Wanrong would change her mind. After Fang Qing's betrayal, Wang Sen believed that his feelings were already very fragile, so he decided to do it himself and find out the truth.

Tang Wanrong's Audi drove south all the way, and finally came to a relatively famous dance hall in Nancheng District. Tang Wanrong got off the car and went straight to the dance hall. Two big men at the door welcomed her in. It seemed that Tang Wanrong was very familiar with this dance hall. network.

"Sure enough, there is a problem." Wang Sen put on sunglasses, sneaked into the ballroom, his eyes kept searching for Tang Wanrong.

"Here." Wang Sen went around quietly, looked at Tang Wanrong who was dancing crazily on the dance floor, his brows were furrowed, he thought for a while, and walked out.

Wang Sen didn't go home directly, but went to Tang Wanrong's house. At this time, Tang's mother was watching TV. Seeing Wang Sen's late-night visit, she was very surprised and hurriedly asked why.

"What's the matter, did you have a conflict with Wanrong? I told you a long time ago that Wanrong is a lady's temper, so don't get too used to her. Look, this is not the case now"

"That's not the case." Wang Sen sat down depressed, took an apple to look at, and put it back on the fruit plate, "Auntie, does Wanrong like to dance?"

"I like it." Tang's mother said without thinking, "and she dances very well. When I was young, I won the first prize in the city." She ran to Tang Wanrong's room and took out a thick stack from the drawer. There are already some yellow certificates, "Wanrong has been sensible since she was a child, she is good at studying, and has a good brain, but she is spoiled by us."

"No wonder." Wang Sen was not in the mood to look at the certificate, and sighed, "Auntie, I saw Wanrong in a dance hall just now. She was dancing wildly with a group of people. I wonder if she has changed?"

"Going to the ballroom?" Tang's mother frowned, and waved her hands in disbelief, "Wan Rong has never been to that kind of place before. You must be mistaken!"

"I can't be wrong." Wang Sen took out a certificate at random, with a two-inch photo of a cardamom girl stuck to it, smiling sweetly, Wang Sen took a closer look, why is it a ballet certificate?

"Wan Rong ballet dances very well." Tang's mother looked at the photos of her daughter when she was a child, and said lovingly. Wang Sen's brain was stunned. Now he is almost sure that something important must have happened during the time he was away. , which caused Tang Wanrong's personality to change drastically in a short period of time.

"This is the trophy won by Wanrong and Wanjun in the [-] Violin Competition." Like all parents, Tang's mother cherishes all her daughter's awards. This award is for contestants Tang Wanrong and Tang Wanjun, I hope you will continue to work hard and contribute to the four modernizations of the motherland" Yunyun.

"Wanjun?" Wang Sen carefully stared at the photos of the two girls who looked quite similar, and a cloud of fog suddenly rose in his heart. Could this be the case?

"Auntie, is there a phone number for Tang Wanjun's house?" Wang Sen asked.

"Yes, but we haven't contacted each other for a long time." Mama Tang said a little sadly, "Since Zihao passed away, we seldom walk around."

"I want to give them a call." Wang Sen said.

Tang's mother quickly found out the phone number of Tang Wanjun's house, and Wang Sen hurriedly dialed it. After two beeps, the phone rang, and a middle-aged woman's voice came from the opposite side, "Hi, hello, who is it?"

"I'm looking for Miss Tang Wanjun." Wang Sen said concisely.

"This, this..." There was a burst of noise from the microphone. After a while, the microphone was blocked, and only the whistling sound of the current could be heard. Three minutes later, the middle-aged woman's voice sounded again, "Really Sorry, our lady went to Hawaii and won't be back until next month, so please call in next month!" After saying that, she hung up the phone with a "snap", leaving only a series of busy tones.

"Sure enough." Wang Sen vaguely had an answer in his heart, he picked up the phone and dialed Tang Wanrong's mobile number, and the other party quickly answered, "Hello, hello."

"There is a ghost." Wang Sen thought to himself, but still kept a calm tone, "Wanrong, it's me, where are you now? I want to ask you and Wanjun to come out and have a meal with my mother."

"Wanjun? Wanjun is very busy now." The other end of the phone was visibly flustered, and Wang Sen continued to ask, "Then make an appointment! Mom said she would be returning to the United States in a few days."

"Wang Sen, let's talk about this later, I'm very busy now." After speaking, he hung up the phone, and Wang Sen sat down, resting his hand on the coffee table, thinking secretly.

Tang's mother looked at Wang Sen flipping through the phone book and making calls one by one in confusion, and couldn't help asking, "Wang Sen, what happened?"

"Auntie, I'm beginning to suspect," Wang Sen said, "Wanrong may have been kidnapped. The current Wanrong is someone else's impostor."

"You mean, Wanrong was arrested, and then they found a substitute to pretend to be? Who would do that?" Tang's mother was sweating anxiously, "Wang Sen, Auntie, please, Auntie just wants Wanrong to be a child." , in case something happens to her, how can I explain to her father!"

"Auntie, don't worry, Wanrong is also my good friend. Even if I, Wang Sen, risk my life, I will protect Wanrong well! If anything happens to Wanrong..." Wang Sen's face twitched. , grabbed the fruit knife on the table and slammed it on the coffee table, "I'm going to kill!"

The night was like water, Wang Sen tidied up his body neatly, with his 92-type pistol pinned to his waist, and sneaked into Tang Ziqiang's house under the cover of blackness.

Tang Ziqiang's home is in a wealthy area, with a single courtyard, a four-story villa, a flower bed, a swimming pool, and a gymnasium in the courtyard. In the city center where land is very expensive, the value of the land occupied by the house alone is 500 million. up and down.

"Sure enough, it's the life of the rich." With a Rambo saber in his mouth, Wang Sen cut the wire on the wall, jumped into the yard, and tiptoed out of the window.

At this time, the room was brightly lit, and several servants in white shirts were serving the family for meals. Tang Ziqiang was the first, still dressed in coarse cloth, holding a large enamel bowl and snorting, while the others were holding silver plates. , with a table knife in hand, Mance is cutting steak methodically under the accompaniment of light music.

"Tang Ziqiang is really too much." Wang Sen couldn't help laughing when he saw this unremarkable dining scene, but he didn't have time to laugh now, so he found a hiding place and started to implement his plan.

A servant in a white shirt came out humming a ditty, stood in the corner smoking a cigarette, and looked into the room from time to time. After a while, a woman posing with her head came out of the room, and looked around in a hurry. into a dark corner.