Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan worked very hard to suppress the raging flames in his chest.

She looked at Zhang Jie coldly, her voice with a depressive storm: "Zhang Jie, I am ready. If I give you the video, but you will not tell me where my daughter is, why are you not willing to My daughter will give it back to me, so I won’t live, and let’s die together."

Zhang Jie's face sank: "Do you think I'm afraid to die with you?"

Song Qinghuan sneered: "You are not afraid, but people can live without death. Who doesn't want to live without death? I have kept out the cold when I betrayed, and you have already got this video. What else do you need to worry about? Are you afraid that you can't keep me out of the cold when I leave? ?"

Zhang Jie stared at Song Qinghuan, her expression very deep, as if she was thinking about something.

"My daughter, where is it? Don't tell me, just return the phone to me!!" Song Qinghuan said, reaching out to Zhang Jie to grab the phone.

Zhang Jie stretched out her hand and avoided: "I will take you to find your daughter now. After you go back with your daughter, remember to have a warm scene with Shi Yuhan. In this way, when I give the video to Shi Yuhan, the effect is To reach the extreme."

After she finished speaking, she put the phone in her pocket, then started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Seeing Zhang Jie mastering the steering wheel and driving the car to turn left and right, Song Qinghuan stared at her and asked, "Where is my daughter?"

Zhang Jie glanced at her: "Go, you'll know!"

Song Qinghuan said again: "You have already got the video. What else do you need to worry about? Why don't you tell me where my daughter is."

"If you talk nonsense, I won't take you there." Zhang Jie tilted her head and gave Song Qinghuan a cold glance.

The atmosphere was depressing and suffocating, Song Qinghuan moved his lips, but held back, saying nothing.

The car drove all the way, because the speed of the car was so fast, Song Qinghuan couldn't tell which area of ​​Q City was outside the car window at all.

Who made her stay in Q City for nearly a year, but she went to very few places, usually staying in a villa.

For half an hour, Zhang Jie drove Song Qinghuan to a remote villa in the suburbs.

This villa is very secretive. If it weren't for someone to lead the way, it would be really hard to find it, so it's no wonder why they couldn't find it when Yuhan.

Parked the car in the courtyard of the villa and found that another black car was parked in the courtyard at the same time.

Song Qinghuan was here for the first time. Naturally, I didn't know how many cars there were in the other courtyard. When I saw a car parked in the courtyard, I didn't think too much.

But Zhang Jie obviously felt a little strange, but she just glanced at the car weirdly, but she didn't say anything, but took Song Qinghuan to the villa.

The villa was very cold and quiet. When I walked into the living room, I could only hear the sound of the pendulum ticking.

Thinking of seeing her daughter later, Song Qinghuan was obviously a little nervous, squeezing her small fist, but the eager light flashed in her complicated eyes, "Where is my daughter?"

Zhang Jie gave her a white look: "What are you anxious for?"

Then she shouted: "Aunt Lin, take the child down."

As soon as the voice fell, there was the sound of a car starting outside the door, and then a woman about fifty years old rushed in from the backyard: "Miss Zhang, it’s okay, kid, he took the kid away. ."

Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in horror, and hurriedly said, "Who took the child away?"