Chapter Thirty-Six: Kidnapping

  "Eight years old and ran away from home?" A bold life doesn't need a reason.

  Then I met Qingqing, who was seven years old at the time, picking up mineral water bottles on the street. I stayed with her family for three days. Then my dad's underlings found me and tied me up in the yard with five flowers, not giving me anything to eat for a day and a night. Finally, my mom called all my grandparents over, and only then was I let down. After that, I still maintained my pursuit of light and resistance against tyranny, doing only what I liked. Originally, my family had planned for me to go abroad to study, but I refused. So I went with Qingqing to the same university and class. She was the only one who didn't fear me and didn't approach me because of my family's power.

  Haina fell into thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "Mom, if I calculate the time spent on Nazi leaders, it's almost two years now."

  Ní Qiǎo said in a low voice: "Is it good or bad for rich people to play rebellious and poor people being rebellious?"

  "Hum, Qingqing, it's your turn."

  Du Qingqing smiled: "Are you playing truth game again?"

  "To be honest, I hate people who are full of lies."

  "I didn't have a father since I was young, and then he passed away." Du Qingqing said, "There's no story."

  "Cheers, cheers." Yu Ming raised his beer, he wasn't interested in knowing these stories, anyway he knew what he needed to know.

  "Alright, let's drink!" Haina took over Du Qingqing's cup and placed it in front of herself, then put Nian Qiu's cup in front of Yu Ming. She added, "Let's start with three rounds."

  "I won't drink, let's just have one set, one cup."

  "Don't be so girly, nowadays the world is like this, men are more feminine than women." Haina thought for a moment and opened three bottles of beer: "Come on, let's each drink one bottle first."

  "Then boss..."

  "She is a woman."

  Ni Qiu: "Then you..."

  "I'm also a woman. Cheers!"

  "Can I use a bowl? I'm suffocating."

  Yu Ming went to the kitchen and found an iron bowl. He looked at the three of them, picked up a vegetable knife and cut a small hole in the bottom of the bowl. He poured beer into it, plugged the hole with his finger, lifted it up and took a sip, gasping for air. He put the bowl on the table. The beer flowed out from the small hole and down Yu Ming's hand into the trash can under the table. What a pity, it wasn't white wine. A trash can could hold so much beer.

  Incidentally, there are several misconceptions about drinking. The actual situation is: First, drinking mixed drinks is the most harmful to one's body. Second, women are naturally less tolerant of alcohol than men. Third, people who flush easily when drinking are more likely to be harmed by alcohol than those who do not flush.

  After two bottles, Yu Ming grabbed the trash can and vomited, then pretended to be drunk and took the basin and trash can back to his room to sleep. He closed the door and locked it. Yu Ming let out a long sigh, he still heard Du Qingqing's words of concern. The personalities of these two women were really vastly different. Du Qingqing was a woman with great resilience and strong willpower. While Hai Na was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. What moved her most was Nie Qiu's story earlier.

  Du Qingqing has experienced the complexities of society and the warmth and coldness of human relationships. Moreover, her childhood was less happy than Nie Qiu's, so she didn't show much emotional fluctuation.

  Du Qingqing is very diligent, but unfortunately, a 50-yuan note no matter how hard you work, can't compare to an old 100-yuan note's success. If it weren't for her uncle causing trouble, Du Qingqing should have been a rich second-generation. Swindlers, swindlers are really hateful sometimes.

  Yu Ming drank some wine, although he wasn't drunk. However, there were a few aftertastes in his heart. Wine really isn't a good thing.

  "Huh? I forgot to take off my suit, and the lighter is still in my pocket. See, drinking always gets me into trouble."

  "Haha, you lost. Get the pen." Haina looked around and saw that Yu Ming had thrown his suit pocket on the sofa with a pen in it, took out the pen and pointed at Qiu: "Don't move, face."

  Ni Qiu was helpless and lost the blowing bottle competition.

  Haina picked up the pen and drew, but there was no color. She impatiently turned it to the left to see if it had run out of ink, but it was dead. She turned it to the right again, but it was still dead. Then a series of "beep" electronic sounds started ringing out. The beeps grew more urgent.

  "What's that?" Haina said, and with a 'pop', the pen burst open. A strong light accompanied by powder dust covered everything.

  In an instant, the three people in the room couldn't see anything, and tears, snot, and saliva flowed out together. A pungent smell filled the entire room.

  At the sound of movement, he went out to take a look at the scene. Without saying another word, he immediately turned around and picked up his travel bag, stuffed a set of clothes inside, grabbed his computer and the remaining thunderbolt balls, and ran away. No wonder they called him the Heavenly Chicken, this was good stuff.

  When a woman is on the verge of an outburst or already having one, don't try to calm her down or reason with her. The best approach is to escape the scene and wait for three to five days; the situation will be greatly different by then.

  A black van suddenly stopped in front of Ming, who was still panting. The sliding door opened and Ming felt someone push him from behind. A person inside grabbed his collar and pulled him into the van. As soon as he got on, before he could see clearly, a piece of tape sealed his mouth shut. Then a black hood was put over Ming's head. He tried to struggle but his hands were bent back with great force and a plastic handcuff bound them behind his back.

  The whole kidnapping process took less than five seconds. People on the platform didn't even realize what was happening, let alone notice it. Yu Ming disappeared in broad daylight.

  Yu Ming's mobile phone was taken away, and his computer was also taken. The other party searched him, took a look at the lighter ball, and threw it back into Yu Ming's upper pocket. During this time, they didn't say a word.

  Yu Ming struggled for a few seconds, then also quietly resigned to his fate. The car seemed to have been driving for nearly an hour when Yu Ming heard the sound of waves. The car stopped and Yu Ming was pushed out of the car. He boarded a speedboat. The speedboat sailed on the sea for about half an hour before landing.

  Yu Ming only heard the sound of waves around him, walking and walking, as if he had walked into a passageway, the sound of the waves slowly disappeared. Two people pushed Yu Ming forward. They walked for five minutes. One person pressed on Yu Ming's shoulder, Yu Ming sat down in a chair. A rope tied Yu Ming to the chair.

  "Ah, Ming!" A voice that had undergone a change, unknown whether male or female, and even unclear where it came from, said: "Male, Han ethnicity, born in 19XX, B City University Literature Department graduating student, outstanding Communist Youth League member."

  The adhesive tape was ripped off his mouth, ouch! Yu Ming moved his lower lip and asked: "Who are you?"

  "Your guardian is your mother, Hong Mei." The voice read out the information on Mingming's face and said: "Now I'm going to ask you a few questions, please answer them seriously and honestly. Otherwise, not only will you be in trouble, but your mother will also be in trouble."

  Big brother, my aunt has been missing for 17 years, why are you looking for trouble? If you want to be a bad person, just be one, don't learn from others and brag. These materials are worthless, you can find out everything by searching the university's website for employment records of graduating students. In fact, apart from being an excellent Communist Youth League member, there are many halos added by the school, such as being willing to help others, diligent and kind, and receiving multiple awards from the school. Just increase the employment rate of our school, if you can brag, just do it.

  P.S: During the new book's rush to the top of the charts, I'm asking for votes!