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Song Tingchen cleared his throat. He pressed down his mood and said in a low voice, "conditions?"

Fu Zi looks at Song Tingchen sitting opposite her and obediently takes out her mobile phone. Song Tingchen's indifferent eyes tell her that he is impatient now, so she'd better not beat around the bush.

Seeing the video on the mobile phone, song Tingchen frowned into a beautiful word "Chuan".

"Why do you have this video?" Song Tingchen looked at Fu Zi and asked in surprise. In the video, Qin Youle was brought into the car by a man in a black jacket.

"I took this." Fu Zi said nervously, "I happened to see this scene when I went to the hospital this morning."

Song Tingchen frowned and looked at Fu Zi. His pupils narrowed slowly and fell into meditation.

"What's your intention to show me this?" After a long time, song Tingchen said slowly.

"I want to go back to dawn." Fu Zi raised her voice and said.

Song Tingchen shook the video in his hand and said faintly, "Fu Zi, you're talking to me about terms, aren't you? This video means nothing to me. "

Song Tingchen saw this video in the morning. He sent people to check the surveillance along various sections, but there was still no result. Moreover, he suspected that the man should change his car on the way.

"One more thing, I hope only you have seen this video." Song Tingchen said coldly, with a smell of threat in his tone.

Fu Zi's hands were tightly held together. Song Tingchen's aura was too strong. She always felt her back cold and wanted to get off now. But thinking of the future development, she still summoned up the courage and said, "President song, I know where Qin Youle is hiding!"

"What are you talking about?" Not only did song Tingchen suddenly sit up, but even in the summer when he had been keeping his eyes closed.

"Tingchen, is Youle back?" Summer looked at Song Tingchen's face and asked in surprise, "when did you come back? Where are people now? "

Song Tingchen replied faintly, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" This summer, he grabbed the video in Song Tingchen's hand. After watching the video, he looked pale, "isn't it? Is this a threat?"

Song Tingchen glanced at summer and motioned him to shut up. Summer immediately closed his mouth and turned to Fu Zi.

"I thought something was wrong, so I drove up." Fu Zi looked into song Tingchen's eyes and whispered, "I followed them all the way. On the way, I saw them change their cars."

"What is this for?" Summer said excitedly that he had never thought Qin Youle would be in danger.

"Finally?" Song Tingchen said with some expectation.

Fu Zi hesitated to stop at the last moment.

"If you want to continue in this circle, you'd better tell me everything you know." Song Tingchen said quietly, "if I want to block you, you won't be better."

Fu Zi raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Song Tingchen in shock, but soon she lowered her head again. She didn't have the courage to look at Song Tingchen for too long.

"Hey, how can anyone negotiate like this!" Summer patted song Tingchen on the shoulder, looked at Fu Zi and said gently, "Miss Fu, I think you know Tingchen's temper. You don't want to offend him, do you?"

Fu Zi's psychology is unwilling. She has worked hard to track all the way. Naturally, she wants to get something. Now she is threatened.

Song Tingchen looked at the time. He knew that there was not much time to find Qin Youle.

"Fu Zi, if you don't want to talk, I'll let you off now." Song Tingchen said faintly.

"President song, I just want to go back to dawn!" Fu Zi looked at Song Tingchen and said excitedly, "I think you also want to know the whereabouts of Qin Youle as soon as possible. Those people are not good people!"

Song Tingchen looked at Fu Zi for a long time.

Being stared at by song Tingchen made her uncomfortable, but Fu Zi insisted. She knew that this was her last chance to turn over. After leaving Chenxi, her acting career plummeted, and she had to try her best to return to Chenxi.

"Fu Zi, I think you know my character. I hate being threatened by others." Song Tingchen said coldly. He closed his eyes, "Xiao Li, find a place to park and let Miss Fu get off."

"I said!"

Fu Zi finally compromised. She said reluctantly, "I followed the intersection between the east of the city and Songyang village."

Song Tingchen and Xia looked at each other tacitly.

"What's next? Have they gone to Songyang? " Summer asked excitedly.

Fu Zi shook her head: "it's already the junction of urban and rural areas, and there are fewer and fewer cars. I'm afraid they'll find me, so I only followed to that place."

Hearing Fu Zi's words, summer touched his chin and whispered, "although Songyang village is a village, it still has a large area, and there are many natural villages next to it. It's not easy to find people."

"This is the limit I can do." Fu Zi said sadly. She thought she was holding a trump card, but she didn't expect to get anything in the end.

"No one found out?" Summer asked, "do you feel being followed today? From the video, these people really should be mixed up on the road, which is not easy to provoke. "

Song Tingchen glanced at Fu Zi and didn't speak. He picked up his mobile phone and called Zheng Huier: "Huier, arrange an agent for Fu Zi."

"President Song..." Fu Zi looked at Song Tingchen incredulously.

Summer also smiled, and he still appreciated song Tingchen's practice. After all, Fu Zi took the risk to get the news about Qin Youle. It's also right to give some sweets.

After passing an intersection, song Tingchen said quietly, "stop at the intersection in front, and the company will send a car to pick you up."

Fu Zi was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She looked at Tingchen and choked: "President song, thank you."

"In these days, someone will sign an agreement with you." Song Tingchen seemed not to be affected by Fu Zi's emotion. He still said indifferently, "I'm still those requirements in the past and do my job well, otherwise the contract will be terminated."

Having had enough of flying solo, Fu Zi nodded and said, "don't worry, President song, I will abide by the requirements of the contract. Thank you for the opportunity."

Song Tingchen ignored Fu Zi. What he needed was not these blank promises.

After letting Fu Zi get off the bus, the black extended Lincoln immediately turned around and drove towards song Tingchen's apartment. Now he wants to command how to locate Qin Youle.

On the way back, song Tingchen roughly told Xia the whole story.

Knowing the relationship between song Tingchen and Qin Youle, I was so surprised that my chin would fall off in summer. However, knowing song Tingchen's feelings for Qin Youle, Xia wisely did not make any comments.

Knowing the location of Qin Youle, song Tingchen immediately ordered Xu Bo and others to search.

As soon as the car stopped, Huang Zhiming and others waiting at the door immediately welcomed it: "we have sent people to the nearby monitoring intersection for investigation, but because it is a township, there are few monitoring cameras, so we can only determine an approximate target."

"No, it's just like my movie!" Summer shook his head strangely and asked Huang Zhiming, "is uncle song so powerful? You can even send someone to take Youle away. "

Huang Zhiming said with a wry smile, "then you don't know that your father also has this power. Moreover, Dong song and the director of the Public Security Bureau of our s city are old friends. "

Summer suddenly understood that Huang Zhiming's subtext was that if song Lixian wanted to do something beyond the scope of the law, the people of the public security system had turned a blind eye.

Just then, song Tingchen's phone rang. It was Liu min.

"Tingchen, are you still busy?" Liu Min asked softly.

"Yes." Song Tingchen replied faintly that he knew Liu Min had come to urge him to go home. In the past, song Tingchen would go home for the night on the first day of the new year.

"Won't you come back tonight?" Liu Min yawned and said, "I asked aunt Fu to make your favorite cake. It's still fresh now. When will you come back?"

"Mom, you go to bed first." Hearing Liu Min yawning, song Tingchen was more or less distressed. He stopped and said very gently, "I still have some things to deal with here. I'll see if I can go back. If I deal with them earlier, I'll go back."

"All right." Liu Min said somewhat lost, "your father hasn't come back tonight, and you haven't come back either."

"Hasn't my father gone back yet?" Song Tingchen asked somewhat unexpectedly.

"Yes," Liu Min yawned again. "Well, I won't tell you. I'll go to bed first. You can rest early. If it's too late, don't come back. It's dangerous to drive too late."

"OK, good night." Put down his mobile phone, song Tingchen was wondering where song Lixian had gone.

"Ask where Song Dong went." Song Tingchen turned to Huang Zhiming and said.

In the living room, everyone is busy.

One night and one day later, song Tingchen and others still did not find the specific location of Qin Youle.

In an apartment, the curtains were pulled so tightly that almost no light could penetrate.

"Mr. Qin, you should have something to eat." Seeing something on the table that had hardly moved, sun Huo and Lao Zhu said anxiously, "don't you find the music, you'll fall first."

Qinhuai drank water and shook his head: "now Youle doesn't know life and death. How can I eat?"

"If you fall, Youle will have no one to save you." Sun Huo brought the food to Lao Zhu and said, "Lao Zhu, go and heat up the food. At least let president Qin eat some."

"Is there any news from Song Tingchen?" Qin Huai rubbed his swollen temples and asked.

Sun Huo shook his head and said dejectedly, "there is still no better news."

"Lao sun," Qin Huai said solemnly, clasping his hands together. He meditated for a while, "I have asked the lawyer to draw up a testamentary succession. If Youle is still there, she will be the first heir; If then... "

"President Qin, what did you say?" Sun Huo interrupted Qin Huai, "I believe you and Youle will be all right."

"Listen to me, Lao sun." Qin Huai said with a bitter smile, "of course, I hope neither of us has anything to do. But things are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, I should start preparing. "