Chapter 1144 - 1116: True Love Is Blind

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1116: True Love Is Blind

After zooming in to see the handwriting, others might not understand, but Yu Minglang knew; she must have been worried sick about her situation.

The kidnappers still hadn’t called, and with no additional clues, Yu Minglang could only anxiously search for her traces among the scant evidence.

This email seemed peculiar to Yu Minglang—a second message in a row titled "Immediate Reply Requested"? What could Qio Yu Xuan want from Qian?

"Get me a laptop, quickly!"

Someone brought over a laptop, and Yu Minglang entered Qian’s email—luckily, her email was saved on the home page. Yu Minglang, with a photographic memory, recalled her account, but the password...

He entered Qian’s birthday—wrong one. Then he combined their birthdays—correct.

Entering the inbox, he directly opened the suspicious email requesting immediate reply; the most conspicuous and suspicious words were "traitorous disciple."

Yu Minglang then checked Qian’s phone records that had been pulled up, and found the last few dialed numbers indeed included Aka’s!

"Aka, where are you?"

"I’ve exited the highway. Qiang, are you with Qian?"

"Something happened to Qian. Aka, among your fellow disciples, is there anyone named Yao?"

"Yao... Nong Yao, are you talking about my elder disciple brother?"

"Exactly him. I need his help. Do you have his phone number?" Yu Minglang deliberately withheld the truth from Aka.

Upon hearing about Qian’s predicament, Aka became urgently anxious, gave Yu Minglang the elder disciple brother’s number immediately, because the boss had already instructed that everything here was to prioritize Qian.

With Nong Yao’s number in hand, Yu Minglang immediately requested.

"Request support at the airport, and check for any entries under the name Nong Yao."

Soon they found a person named Nong Yao was flying here; the plane was about to arrive in Lishi.

The person hadn’t arrived yet, so could it be possible that he instigated someone else to kidnap Qian?

"Immediately send someone to the airport. Detain this person as soon as he lands; don’t let him leave."

Yu Minglang began analyzing Qian’s whereabouts, knowing the slightest delay increased the danger to his beloved wife.

At that moment, Yu Minglang’s phone rang, and seeing the caller ID, a surge of blood rushed through him—it was Qian’s phone!

He hurriedly signaled others to quickly connect the tracking devices, and only answered the call once the setup was finished.

"Save me, honey!" Her voice came from the phone, with Yu Minglang losing his mind upon hearing it.

"Where are you?"

A man’s voice replaced hers on the other end.

"She’s fine now. My elder brother invited her over without any ill intentions, just for an academic exchange. She’ll be sent back in a few days."

"Release my wife, or suffer consequences beyond your bearing." Already thrown off by Qian’s initial plea, Yu Minglang followed her rhythm, naturally distrusting the man’s words.

"Release her? Sorry, that’s impossible. Let me tell you the truth; Qio Yu Xuan has favored this girl and unexpectedly wants to give her significant items. Even my elder brother, Qio Yu Xuan’s chief disciple, hasn’t received them. You go to Qio Yu Xuan, have him hand over the items, and I promise nothing will happen to the girl, or else—"

"Ah!"

Qian’s scream came from the other end, causing Yu Minglang’s fingers to squeeze white, veins bulging on his forehead, as harsh words leaked from between his teeth.

"Touch a hair on her head, and I’ll make sure your family suffers terribly."

The tracking member gave an ok gesture, indicating they locked onto the location.

"Haha, you can just keep talking tough. Remember, if I don’t see the items before dawn, I’ll cut off the girl’s hand and send it to you, haha!"

The call dropped, and the technician responsible for tracking took off his headset and reported the location.

"It’s from warehouse number 18 at the docks."

"All departments be advised, target is warehouse number 18!"

On the way, Yu Minglang furrowed his brow.

"Worried about sister-in-law? Rest assured, sister-in-law is blessed and will be alright," Qiao Zhen comforted.

"It’s not that simple. This case feels strange everywhere; I always feel something’s off."

Yu Minglang’s words frightened Qiao Zhen’s heart.

Damn, is he human or beast? This intuition is absurd. Qian’s meticulously thought-out plan seemed flawless—even Qiao Zhen couldn’t see any flaws—so why would Yu Minglang say such things?

"Why do you think so?"

"If Qio Yu Xuan’s disciple was indeed the mastermind, then the case is riddled with questions: no matter the reason, why would an intelligent authority stupidly kidnap my wife on our turf and announce their identity? Besides, Qio Yu Xuan had but a few encounters with my wife, and even with a passion for talent, crucial items wouldn’t be easily handed over. Most suspicious of all, my wife was kidnapped, yet the mastermind hadn’t even landed from the plane? How much fake whiskey must they’ve drunk to kidnap first, then fly themselves over, revealing their identity, unafraid of being caught once landing?"

Yu Minglang analyzed one point after another, causing sweat to seep on Qiao Zhen’s forehead.

This guy is really hard to fool.

"Maybe they read too much, got stupid, plus relied on being a foreigner and became arrogant," Qiao Zhen deflected.

"Another major doubt: my wife’s personality wouldn’t lead her to immediately call for rescue. She’s someone who’d rather break than bend. That’s what strikes me as most odd."

Sweat dripped profusely from Qiao Zhen’s forehead.

"But since she’s there, regardless of all the illogical elements, she remains the sole logic in my heart."

Qiao Zhen discreetly sighed in relief—though the plan had some flaws, thankfully true love blinded Yu Minglang. He’d never guess his wife colluded with others to dig a pit for him.

Qian chose the dock’s warehouse for its location far from busy downtown, avoiding lifestyle disturbances and preventing major commotions.

The warehouse was specially arranged with expert guidance, with slight input from Qian preventing Yu Minglang and his team from easily barging in; primarily replicating previous objective conditions, making it tough to attack, and ensuring tricky shooting angles.

"Collaborating with you won’t lead to my real execution, right?" questioned the "robber" wearing a special helmet with trepidation.

He was specifically dispatched for cooperation with Qian’s immersive scenario treatment.

"Don’t worry, we swapped the bullets in advance; you’re wearing a helmet and bulletproof vest, no problem. Also, you should get into character now; they could arrive anytime." Qian felt uncertain, unaware where these actors came from—appearing dumb and somewhat feckless.

"Oh, okay... Patting you like this, does it hurt?"

"No worries, remember to maintain this position, or moving may redirect bullets elsewhere. His marksmanship is super precise, remember what I told you."

"Alright. Haha, I love reading detective novels, did you know? I requested to come and show off my artistic side, finally. By the way, is Shu Xi your sister-in-law? I really enjoy listening to her sing!"