Chapter 1093 - 1065: Made the Wisest Decision
"If you can’t do it, I’ll chop off this woman’s finger and send it to you, making you live the rest of your life overwhelmed by uncontrollable guilt, haunted by your weakness and incompetence every night in your dreams, hahaha!"
"You madman," Yu Minglang couldn’t help but curse.
This is not a normal person. When a high-intelligence individual loses control, their social harm far exceeds expectations.
"Chen Xiaoqian, don’t you want to save Panpan? I’ll give you only 10 seconds, countdown, 10, 9..."
"Give me a hint," Qian had already left the community and was sitting in the car sent to pick her up.
"A person from the Bible," the other side gave Qian a hint, without stopping the countdown.
"3, 2—"
"Cain," Qian answered at the last second.
"Correct!"
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, but their hearts were filled with curiosity.
How did Qian know the answer so quickly?
"How did you know? I’m sure you are Chen Xiaoqian."
"Cain killed his brother. Why kill his brother? Because his own actions were evil, and his brother’s actions were good. That’s your reason for killing."
"Hahaha! As expected of Chen Xiaoqian, indeed, you guessed it right."
"Beast!" Someone on the side couldn’t help but comment.
This cold-blooded demon harmed so many innocent people, just for this trivial reason, truly a devil incarnate.
"Now do you believe I’m Chen Xiaoqian? Can you give me an hour? I’ll arrive with Dayi in an hour; I want to talk to you face to face. In the meantime, please don’t harm Wang Xiaohong."
"Oh? You only mentioned Wang Xiaohong, why not say Panpan?"
"You won’t harm him; he’s your last bit of hope," Qian stated confidently.
"Haha! Alright, since you’re the only Zhi Yin I’ve ever had, I’m willing to wait for you."
Yu Minglang turned off the speaker and picked up his phone to ask Qian.
"Could he be playing tricks?"
"No, based on my analysis of his personality, though this person is cunning and treacherous, he knows he certainly won’t survive, so his words before death have credibility."
Therefore, Wang Xiaohong is temporarily not in life-threatening danger.
Qian met with Dayi halfway, whose eyes were red, and her overall mental state was poor. She had been like this ever since the child went missing.
Erge still didn’t know about this, as he was flying, already in the sky. If something like this were to be told to Erge, causing the plane to crash, it would be a major incident.
"When did Panpan go missing?"
"Disappeared in the morning. He had a high fever last night, so we took him for an IV drip. After removing the IV, he said he needed to use the restroom, so I took him. When he went into the restroom, driver Xiao Wang followed him. After a long while and no sign of anyone, we looked inside to see Xiao Wang unconscious and the child gone."
Qian thought through the whole incident; Yu Minglang had already identified the person. He wouldn’t have the chance to leave this secret room, meaning there were accomplices outside, likely in the hospital.
Qian quickly relayed this information to Yu Minglang, asking him to use the time for investigation.
"Qian, why did Panpan get involved in such a matter? I know you’re hiding something from me, but now my son is missing, Erge is unreachable in the sky; I’m Panpan’s direct relative. Please tell me the whole story from beginning to end."
The situation had reached this point; continuing to hide was impossible for Qian.
Although she had previously put a lot of effort into helping Dayi to cover the matter, if not for this criminal incident, Qian would have settled it already.
But now that the other side had already taken Panpan away, hiding further was meaningless, as Dayi would be coming over anyway.
"I can tell you, but you must remain calm because you’re expecting, and too much emotion isn’t good for the baby."
"I swear on my medical dignity, I can remain calm, tell me," Dayi now fully composed, no longer showing her usual insecurity and immaturity, the circumstances forcing her to mature.
"The story begins with a high-intelligence psychopath offender..."
Qian told the entire story to Dayi. Although Dayi was mentally prepared, she still covered her mouth in shock.
If she hadn’t been biting her palm, she thought she might have fainted from shock.
"Are you saying... my son might have that person’s genes?"
"I did a paternity test with Panpan, do you want to know the result?" Qian’s expression was solemn.
Dayi immediately shook her head.
"I don’t need to know, nor do I want to know. I only know he’s my son; I raised him, and his everything has nothing to do with anyone else."
Smart.
Qian nodded.
Dayi made the smartest decision; at this point, whether Panpan had that person’s bloodline was of little importance.
"So later I’ll confront that person and try to extract Panpan’s whereabouts. Dayi, trust me, I promise to bring Panpan back to you. Please ensure your health and protect the baby inside. Can you do that?"
"I can do it, Qian, don’t worry, I know what I have to do."
Dayi closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
She must not collapse, her son is missing, how can she, as a mother, fall weak?
"Gentle by nature, strong as a mother. Remember, Panpan is your son, and you must do what a mother should do; trust me!"
"I trust you!"
The road was smooth, and Qian and her team arrived earlier than Yu Minglang had expected.
Upon getting out of the car, they immediately saw the police cordon. Qian and Dayi approached and reported their names to the guards; many media folks were present but kept outside.
Qian had foresight, wearing sunglasses and a mask, presenting her ID.
They were immediately allowed to pass, with someone at the entrance to receive them.
"Mr Chen, One is waiting for you upstairs." He came to escort Qian.
Qian nodded and followed him upstairs. The entire building had been cleared of personnel. On reaching the second floor, a sense of combat atmosphere emanated from the fully-armed rescue team, the air seemingly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Even though there were many people, Qian immediately spotted him in the crowd. Yu Minglang looked quite well, not particularly haggard.
Yu Minglang immediately noticed his wife’s sprained foot.
"What happened?"
"Twisted my ankle falling into a ditch, nothing serious—are they still engaged in a standoff with you?" Qian didn’t want to elaborate on being bumped into a ditch at school and got straight to the point.
"Yes, the tense standoff continues."
"Give me the speaker; I’ll do the talking."