The little Lolita in the car looked at the two masked men carrying the stunned Yao Weiran, and panicked and shouted in Yao Weiran's ear: "Yao Weiran! Yao Weiran wake up! You have been kidnapped! Yao Weiran ! Get up! Yao Weiran!"
At this time, the cell phone of the big man next to him rang. He answered with a sly smile and said, "Hello? Brother, the person is already in our hands. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. Okay, okay, thank you, brother!"
After hanging up the phone, the big man said to the other two people in the car: "Brother said that after this job, there are many benefits waiting for us, but we have to be careful!"
The skinny monkey driving the car laughed slyly and said, "Don't worry! The roads I take are very eccentric, and there are no cameras. Even if there were, I would go all around so that no one can find me! Hahahaha!"
The people in the car laughed so harshly that the little loli didn't know what to do. It was a system that only Yao Weiran could hear and see. It had no entity and couldn't do anything!
But it couldn't just watch Yao Weiran in danger, and continued to yell in Yao Weiran's ears, trying to wake her up, but how could Yao Weiran be easily woken up after inhaling the drug.
Over at the theater, Lang Kun was so anxious that he rushed into the theater regardless, but was stopped by the security guard who thought he was a fan.
"Uncle! Uncle! Brother!" Lang Kun jumped to his feet anxiously, clasped his hands and begged the security guard, "Please let me in! My friend is inside! She...she suddenly lost her call. Something may have happened! Please! I beg you!"
The selfless security guard said with a cold face: "Little girl, everyone outside says that they have friends and relatives working there. Can I believe it?"
Lang Kun burst into tears: "What I said is true! Are you responsible for the delay?"
The security uncle waved his hand and said impatiently: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, a car is coming in."
Hearing the whistle, Lang Kun turned around subconsciously. A low-key black Maybach appeared at the door and slowly drove in.
Lang Kun wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to rush in, but was stopped by the security uncle. She shouted loudly: "Let me in! Yao Weiran! My friend is really in there! Let me go!"
The security uncle had no choice but to push Lang Kun with a steel fork and said, "Little girl, please leave quickly, or I will hurt you."
"Let me in!" Lang Kun wanted to try harder, but suddenly he saw the Maybach in front of him stopped, and a man in a black suit came down from it and walked straight towards her.
The man said to the security guard: "This is Director Lu's friend, and Director Lu has invited me."
After hearing this, the security uncle took off his strength, put away the steel fork, blinked and looked at Lang Kun and asked: "Didn't you say that your friend's surname is Yao?"
"It's Lu!" Lang Kun immediately became alert, pulled up his clothes, walked to the man in the suit, and said to the security uncle, "You heard wrong, I said my friend's surname was Lu, why don't you send someone to pick me up?" Come on, hurry up, hurry up."
Lang Kun urged the man in the suit to go inside. As long as he could get in, it didn't matter what his last name was!
The man in a suit helped Lang Kun open the back seat door, lowered his head slightly and asked her to sit in.
Seeing that there was no one in the car, Lang Kun began to mutter in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, the man in a suit urged him: "Miss Lang, please."
There was no other way. The security guard at the door was still watching. There was no news about Yao Weiran in the theater, so Lang Kun had no choice but to sit in. After the car door closed, she looked around cautiously and asked the man in the suit: "This... Brother? Thank you for your help, just bring me in. I want to find my friend."
The man in the suit drove his car to the theater and said, "Miss Lang is looking for Miss Yao, right? We are together, don't worry."
"Ah?" Lang Kun didn't react, and he touched his chin and started thinking.
This guy drives a luxury car, knows her last name, and also knows that she is looking for Yao Weiran. Weird, so weird...
Suddenly an idea struck him. Lang Kun opened his eyes wide and asked a question to verify his guess: "That... Director Lu you just mentioned... is Chairman Lu Fengyuan?"
The man in the suit paused for a moment and said, "Yes."
After receiving such an answer, Lang Kun felt relieved. It turned out to be Lu Fengyuan's subordinate. There is no need to stop here now. As Yao Weiran's suitor, Lu Fengyuan will definitely not harm Yao Weiran. He should have seen the public opinion on the Internet. Help Yao Weiran.
The car drove all the way to the parking lot. Lang Kun couldn't wait to rush down, but he didn't know where to go, so he had to walk behind the man in the suit.
The man in the suit suddenly squatted down. Lang Kun came over to take a look. His eyes widened for a moment, and he gasped and said, "This is Ayao's cell phone! Why is it here!"
Her exclamation echoed in the empty underground parking lot, making the surrounding atmosphere even more terrifying.
It's obvious that Yao Weiran is missing or even kidnapped!
Fang Rong, who was rehearsing on Cheng Xingyu's stage, took the time to go to the bathroom and received a call from Lang Kun. Her eyesight went dark!
The words "Yao Weiran is missing" kept echoing in Fang Rong's mind, hitting her nerves.
After calming down, Fang Rong said to Lang Kun: "Calm down first, don't tell anyone, and don't call the police! Now is the time when the public opinion on the Internet is not good. No more news about Yao Weiran's disappearance can be revealed! Moreover, We don’t know who the other party is! We can’t act rashly! I’ll find a way!”
"Okay, okay..." Lang Kun couldn't help crying anymore. He was sitting in the Maybach holding Yao Weiran's mobile phone at a loss. Various plots from movies appeared in her mind, such as love murder, vendetta, and female sex. kill……
Lang Kun immediately shook his head and slapped his face and said, "No, no, no! Don't think nonsense!"
It was late at night abroad, and Yan Rui had just finished work. He grabbed Xiao Liang and asked a lot of questions. After listening to his report on public opinion, he still couldn't let go. On the way back to the hotel, he dialed Yao Weiran's phone again.
It actually got connected this time!
Yan Rui was surprised and grabbed the phone and asked quickly: "Yao Weiran! You finally answered the phone! What's going on? I'm worried to death!"
"I..." Lang Kun was crying on the other end of the phone, "She..."
When he heard something was wrong in the voice, Yan Rui immediately became alert. He held the phone with his fingers so hard that his knuckles turned white, and asked sternly: "Who are you? Why are you holding Yao Weiran's phone?"
Lang Kun wiped the tears from his face, took a deep breath and said, "I... Yao Weiran is gone... she is gone!"
"What did you say?" Yan Rui's mind went blank for a moment. The ringing in his ears made it difficult for him to hear the voice on the other end of the phone. It was as if all his thinking ability was suddenly withdrawn and he forgot to blink.
