C99 Past past Deeds
"Bang!" Another loud sound caused Old Ding, who had been standing by the stairs on the first floor and had heard the sound earlier, to change his expression. Immediately, he rushed upstairs. When he saw that the door of the room was open, and only the study door was tightly shut, his heart tightened.
However, when his gaze came into contact with the shadow that passed through the small gap under the door, he couldn't care less about smashing into the door. Although he was old, his body wasn't weak. The door was knocked open by him.
Surprisingly, what entered his sight was the table that was covered in footprints, the collapsed chair, and the scattered books...
"This..." Old Ding's gaze searched in all directions, and suddenly froze on the window that still had a mud seal. When he looked out again, he saw that there was a clump of trees that had been bent by the pressure downstairs, and he immediately had a premonition that he didn't expect it.
His gaze inadvertently swept over the floor beneath the study table, and it suddenly froze.
That was...
Blood!
He immediately ran to the desk and picked up the phone to dial Ning Ou's number. His heart beat like drums and his breathing quickened. However, the other party seemed to be unwilling to answer. After three rings, he was hung up. He had no choice but to call again. The other party hung up again. He insisted on calling again. After several tries, the other party finally answered.
"Ning Shen, are you crazy?" As soon as the call connected, Ning Ou's flustered and exasperated voice rushed into his ears.
He was not polite at all. His rude voice made Old Ding burst into tears.
"Young Master, something happened to Master!"
... "" The person on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.
"The old master is gone! The study room is very messy, and there are traces of blood!"
"Dudu..."
The phone was hung up. Old Ding knew that Ning Ou would definitely come back, so he immediately calmed himself down and called the police.
Half an hour later, Zhang Xunmo's white sports car stopped near the Ning Family's building. When Old Ding heard the sound, he immediately rushed over. Ning Ou did not wait for Old Ding to open the car door before he rushed down.
The rain was very heavy, like stones smashing down. The glass was smashed into pieces and turned into a puddle of water. The water silently slid down the glass. From afar, it looked as if the glass had been cracked.
"Young Master!" Old Ding held an umbrella, and the rain carried a strong wind, blowing him so hard that he didn't even hold the umbrella.
Ning Ou stood straight in the rain. He walked past him and went upstairs.
The study room was in a mess. There were two police officers in gloves inside. At the site of the survey, one of the older men was staring at the open window in a daze. When he heard footsteps coming from the corridor to the door, he looked back and saw Ning Ou walking in with a face full of rain and a fierce look on his face.
His heart skipped a beat. The Ning Family and the Zhang family could be said to be the last people in the city who dared not offend them. That was why they rushed over after receiving the call.
However, he didn't expect that after half an hour of searching, there wasn't any concrete clues.
"Mr. Ning." Under pressure, he took the initiative to show his ID. "Hello, your surname is Li."
"Did you guys find anything?" Ning Ou glanced at his ID. His handsome face was full of sharp indifference. His tone was heavy with anger.
"Please calm down. Although we haven't made much progress yet, the mess here is enough to show that there was a fierce fight before Mr. Ning was kidnapped." Captain Li pointed at the mud marks on the bookshelf and explained to the scattered books.
"Any other clues?" Ning Ou looked at the rain that kept coming in through the window and the gloomy sky outside. He felt uneasy.
Captain Li did not know what was going on. He turned his head and asked the two men who were still investigating, "How is it going?"
"Judging from the size of the footprints on the desk, it should be a woman who kidnapped Mr. Ning. And a woman who knows how to punch and punch."
"Judging from the size and penetration of this hole, it's very likely to be a gun."
The two of them came to the conclusion that their professional analysis had reached. After saying that, both of them shook their heads at the same time. There were no other clues.
When Captain Li heard this, he looked at Ning Ou with a deeper gaze. "Mr. Ning, gather these two points. Do you have any suspicious candidates in your mind?"
His first instinct in this matter was the Ning Family's personal grudge. The other party was able to do it so seamlessly and with extraordinary skill. One look and he could tell that it was not an ordinary person who had committed the crime.
When Ning Ou heard the story of the two men, the first thing that came to his mind was Yin Lan. However, he could not understand why Yin Lan would attack Ning Shen.
"No."
"That will be tricky. The rain outside is heavy now. By the time the rain stops, I'm afraid the rain has already washed away all traces of the rain. " Moreover, there is no surveillance in your study room. We can't lock onto the target just by relying on the footprints and traces of the scene. " Captain Li said seriously, "And I asked the butler. He said that no one had entered this building at that time, which is when the other party entered. No one had seen it."
Zhang Xunmo came up from downstairs. Seeing the chaos in the study room and the depressing atmosphere, he could not help but ask, "What clues do you have?"
Ning Ou's face was dark. He did not answer.
However, Captain Li, who recognized Zhang Xunmo at first glance, immediately answered, "Young Master Zhang, there are no clues at the moment."
Although Zhang Xunmo was not as imposing as Ning Ou, his innate noble and oppressive aura still made him feel pressured.
Especially when he saw Ning Ou, the pressure that had not faded away suddenly soared. It made him feel cold wind all around him, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
"Since you have not found any clues, you can go down first. Analyze the clues that you have and see if you have any other thoughts. We will also think about the incident and see if there are any other clues. " Zhang Xunmo saw that the police could not find any useful clues and immediately understood.
Hearing Zhang Xunmo's words, Captain Li suddenly let out a sigh of relief and signaled his men to withdraw. He said respectfully to the cold-hearted man, "Yes. Then let's take the clues back to the bureau and let the experts analyze them. If there are any clues, we will contact you immediately."
"Yes." Zhang Xunmo nodded.
The other two had figured out the situation and left with Captain Li.
Seeing this, Old Ding took the initiative to send them downstairs.
When the footsteps were far away, Zhang Xunmo immediately stared at Ning Ou. His overly intense gaze made Ning Ou unable to escape.
"Is it her?"
Ning Ou forced himself to look away. "No."
"A girl who knows how to fight and can enter the Ning Family without a sound. If it wasn't her, who else could it be?" Zhang Xunmo obviously didn't believe him.
"Then tell me, why did she do this?" Ning Ou stared at Zhang Xunmo with a dark look in his eyes.
Zhang Xunmo was at a loss for words after being questioned by Ning Ou. How could he know?
Ning Ou looked away when he saw that Zhang Xunmo could not give a reason.
However, just as he moved away, he heard Zhang Xunmo's low voice again.
"Do you think she would know about the conflict between the Yin Family and the Ning Family and think that the Ning Family is behind this?"
Ning Ou's heart instantly tensed up. He looked at Zhang Xunmo with eyes full of surprise. At the same time, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to have been released. It began to flow out from his chest and his limbs.
Is that so?
"Young master." Old Ding came up from downstairs with a clean square towel in his hand. He walked to the door and said, "You and Mr. Zhang are both wet. It's better to wipe them off first. It's best to take a bath to avoid catching a cold."
"Thank you, Uncle Ding." Zhang Xunmo changed his previous stare and smiled gently. He took the square towel from Old Ding's hand.
Ning Ou took the towel and wiped it hard, almost venting his anger.
The Yin Family incident was not only because of Yin Lan's pain, but also because of his injuries.
If it wasn't for that fire, he might have lost his home.1
While everyone was silent, Ning Ou's phone suddenly rang. His movements paused, and his solemn expression suddenly became complicated.
Zhang Xunmo also stopped and looked at him.
Old Ding did not know why the two of them were silent. He followed Zhang Xunmo and looked at the silent Ning Ou.
Ning Ou walked to the window and looked at the pouring rain outside. He took a breath and took out his phone from his pocket. When he saw the caller ID on the screen, all his preparations were instantly destroyed.
The continuous rain was like water poured from the sky. It shook the flowers and branches on the trees.
After a few moments of silence, he finally picked up the phone.
"Ou..."
A hoarse and weak voice came from the other end of the phone, causing his blood to freeze.
"Where are you?"
"Ning Ou." The weak voice was replaced by a gentle and pleasant female voice.
Hearing the familiar voice, Ning Ou could not help but tremble, "Lan, where are you?"
"I am beside my family. Why, are you coming?" Yin Lan's voice contained a smile. Through the rain, that smile was diluted and became light.
"Lan, why?" Ning Ou did not understand.
"You will know when you come." Yin Lan's business was still gentle. "But don't be too late. Otherwise, you won't be able to see your father."
"Lan!" Hearing Yin Lan's threat, Ning Ou's voice unconsciously rose.
However, the other party no longer wanted to hear his voice and directly cut off the phone.
"Where is she?" Zhang Xunmo saw Ning Ou's expression change. He knew that she was the one who took Ning Shen away.
"Go back there." Ning Ou threw down the cloth and rushed out.
"Young master!" Old Ding did not understand the change in the situation. He wanted to stop him but was stopped by Zhang Xunmo.
"Uncle Ding, prepare some ginger soup at home. We'll come back later to drink it."
"Okay." Although Old Ding did not understand, he still did as he was told.
The rain outside was rolling all over the place. White streams gathered on the ground one after another, turning from high to low. They slid past the gravestones, crossed the stairs, and came down with a gurgling sound.
Yin Lan looked up at the dense rain and then lowered her head to look at Ning Shen, who was still wet under the crown of the tree. At this moment, he was no longer as refined and handsome as before. He was only pale and in a sorry state.
"Ning Shen, do you think that you have regretted building such a meaningless tomb for the Yin Family? Can you write off everything that happened before? Do you regret it now? " I regret that I did not check every single one of them. Did any of them slip through the net? "
Ning Shen looked at Yin Lan, who was facing the storm alone, through the layers of rain. There was a trace of pity in his gentle eyes, "What happened back then was caused by a single thought from me. I regret it very much! But your life is the salvation of the heavens. If I had known that you were Wan's child, I would not have let Xu Jinsong take a step closer to you. "
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