Disliked by everyone? She is clearly the most beloved one in the rich family!

"Mr. Meng, the list has been compiled. There are twelve high-end residential areas in Beijing that meet the requirements you mentioned."

"Five of them have recently had records of unusual activity, particularly 'Splendid Court' and 'Cullinan Manor'."

"Unidentified vehicles have been coming and going frequently in recent days."

Meng Yingnian's eyes narrowed, and he quickly recalled the conditions of the two residential areas in his mind.

Jinxiu Huating is located in the east of the city. It is a high-end residential project under the Tianhua Group. The residents are either rich or noble, and the security system is extremely strict.

Tianxi Manor is located in the west of the city and is the property of the Li family.

Most of the guests are international business celebrities, and the security measures are impenetrable.

"The kidnappers chose these two locations apparently to take advantage of their secrecy and security systems to cover their tracks."

Meng Yingnian said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

He made a quick decision.

"Immediately deploy personnel to secretly monitor these two residential areas, especially those unidentified vehicles."

"It is very likely that the kidnappers have hidden the old men in there."

In the evening, Meng Yingnian went directly to the police station.

He stood in the command center of the police station, in front of him was a huge electronic map with the key nodes of the cross-sea bridge marked on it.

He looked calm and focused, and explained his findings to the police in a steady tone.

"The kidnappers chose the cross-sea bridge as the transaction location, which clearly shows they came prepared."

"They are very familiar with the internal structure of the bridge and may have even set up hiding spots in some hidden areas of the bridge."

Meng Yingnian pointed to several marks on the map and continued.

"I've had my assistant retrieve a detailed structural diagram of the bridge and discovered several areas ideal for hiding the ransom."

"Especially the maintenance passage in the middle section, the kidnappers are very likely to use this place to transfer funds."

The police chief nodded with a serious expression.

"Mr. Meng, your discovery is very important to us."

"We will immediately deploy personnel to closely monitor the transfer of funds for the bridge."

“At the same time, we will also strengthen surveillance of the area around the bridge to ensure that the kidnappers cannot easily escape.”

Meng Yingnian nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed on the map.

He knew that although the police's involvement increased the complexity of the operation, it also provided more possibilities for capturing the kidnappers.

He continued.

"Also, I have contacted those noble families and asked them to prepare the funds according to the kidnappers' requirements."

“Although some families were reluctant to part with their own money, they still cooperated with the police’s request.”

The police chief showed a look of approval.

"Mr. Meng, your cooperation is crucial to us."

"We will ensure the safety of these funds and will also use this opportunity to apprehend the kidnappers."

Meng Yingnian nodded, but still felt a little uneasy.

He knew that since the kidnappers dared to target so many prominent families, they were obviously well prepared.

After all, he must have some ulterior motive for doing these things so urgently.

At the same time, representatives of those aristocratic families were also busy preparing funds.

Although some people were reluctant to pay the huge ransom, they had to cooperate under pressure from the police.

After all, the old man's life was in the hands of the kidnappers and they had no choice.

"Boss Meng, we have already prepared the funds according to the kidnappers' request."

A representative of a noble family said in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"But can we really trust the police? What if the kidnappers take the money and kill the victim? What should we do?"

Meng Yingnian glanced at him, his tone calm and firm.

"The police have made careful arrangements, and the kidnappers will not succeed easily."

"What we have to do now is to cooperate with the police to ensure the safety of the old men."

The representative of the aristocratic family nodded. Although he was still nervous, he had no choice but to trust the arrangements of Meng Yingnian and the police.

As the night deepens, the lights of the cross-sea bridge appear particularly bright in the darkness.

The police have deployed personnel at various key nodes of the bridge to secretly monitor any suspicious movements.

Meng Yingnian stood in the command center of the bridge, his eyes fixed on the surveillance screen.

I had a vague feeling that this game had entered the most critical moment.

In the remote and messy corner of the cross-sea bridge project, the sea breeze, carrying a salty and humid air, blows freely.

Several piles of construction materials are scattered randomly, as if telling the busy and disorderly construction.

Several migrant workers were squatting on the dusty ground, their work clothes already soaked with sweat and dust.

Gets dirty and hard.

At this time, they held the dry steamed buns in their hands and ate them with difficulty.

Every swallow in the dry throat was accompanied by obvious peristalsis.

From time to time, they raised their eyes, which were full of fatigue and vicissitudes, and looked over the mountains of building materials.

Looking at the place not far away where the money was once hidden.

At this somewhat dull time, a low-key-looking van slowly drove in from the winding temporary road.

The body of the van was covered with mud, and the license plate was partially obscured, intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems out of place in this place filled with the smell of steel and concrete.

The car stopped steadily and the door opened slowly with a creak.

Several burly men filed out.

They looked alert, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, and then carefully unloaded the heavy boxes from the car.

The boxes looked very heavy. When the men lifted them, the muscles in their arms tensed and beads of sweat instantly appeared on their foreheads.

When the box was carried into the house, it made a dull "bang" sound when it hit the ground.

The sound echoed in this empty and silent corner, as if knocking on the hearts of the migrant workers, making them panic.

The migrant workers looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

They were talking to each other in whispers.

One of them was a little older, with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles.

He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, which was as rough as old tree bark, and forced the mouthful of steamed bun he had not yet swallowed down his throat.

He whispered, "What's that being brought in? It looks mysterious. Look at how sneaky they are, they're definitely up to no good."

A younger migrant worker standing nearby, with dark skin and a bit of childishness in his eyes, echoed the sentiment.

"That's right. We got quite a bit of money last time. We can even renovate our old house."

"My child's schooling is now settled. But the money came so easily that I feel uneasy."

They don’t know what secrets are hidden behind this seemingly unexpected “windfall”.

When the money was divided last time, everyone was very happy. After all, the money really improved their family life.

Some have paid off years of debt, finally letting go of the heavy burden on their hearts.

Some bought new furniture for their homes, and the dilapidated houses instantly became lively, and the children also showed long-lost smiles.

Everyone felt that they were lucky and had received an unexpected surprise in this hard working life.

They were just glad that the kidnappers didn't come to collect the money last time, which gave them the opportunity.

Otherwise, they would never be able to earn so much money even if they worked for their entire lives.

It’s just that the person who proposed it got the biggest share, but they were not dissatisfied with it.

After all, it was his idea, and he took all the responsibility.

But they didn't know that they were actually involved in a thrilling kidnapping case.

The money that was said to be "divided" by the president was actually the ransom extorted by the kidnappers.

They naively thought that they were just involved in a division of the rich's wealth by chance.

But he had no idea that he had unknowingly fallen into a dangerous vortex.

And the funds that continue to flow in are like poisonous snakes hiding in the darkness.

Dragging them step by step into deeper darkness.

What awaits them may be ruthless legal sanctions.

But at this moment, they are still kept in the dark and have no idea of the impending crisis.

As night fell, only a few dim street lights remained on the construction site, swaying in the wind and casting mottled light and shadows.

The migrant workers packed up their tools and prepared to leave with their tired bodies.

However, their eyes involuntarily turned to the money again.

Behind the door, one could faintly hear low conversations and the sound of metal colliding, as if some unspeakable secret was brewing.

When the kidnappers appeared again, the construction site was still bustling with activity.

The sea breeze still carries a salty and humid air, which hurts people's faces.

The kidnappers jumped out of the car.

He was wearing a black jacket, a pair of sunglasses on his face, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

He walked straight towards the migrant workers, his voice low but with unquestionable authority.

"Brothers, were you satisfied with the money you divided last time? This time the job is bigger and the pay is higher. Do you want to do it?"

The migrant workers looked at each other, feeling both nervous and expectant.

The money they got last time really made them taste the sweetness.

Life at home has become much better.

Old Li swallowed and asked in a low voice, "How many are there this time?"

The kidnapper smiled and held out a hand with his fingers spread out. "Five times, do you want to do it?"

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples.

The migrant workers' eyes lit up. Five times the money was enough to completely free them from their current predicament.

Lao Li's throat moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally nodded: "Fuck!"

The kidnapper nodded with satisfaction and patted Lao Li on the shoulder. "Okay, it's still the same old rules. You are responsible for transporting the money and the profits will be divided as usual. Remember, move quickly and don't let anyone find out."

The migrant workers acted quickly and, following the kidnappers' instructions, moved boxes of heavy money out of the factory and loaded them onto trucks.

Their movements were skillful and quick, as if they had practiced them countless times.

However, the atmosphere this time was more tense than last time.

There was an indescribable feeling of oppression in the air, as if something bad was about to happen.

The truck slowly drove out of the construction site, and the migrant workers followed behind, feeling both excited and nervous.

They knew that this time the money was much greater than last time, but it also meant greater risk.

However, the temptation of profit made them temporarily forget their fear and only wanted to get the money as soon as possible.

However, just as they were about to leave the construction site.

Suddenly, several police cars rushed out from all directions and surrounded the truck and the migrant workers.

The shrill sound of sirens broke the silence of the night, and the dazzling police lights illuminated everyone's face.

The migrant workers were suddenly panicked and stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Don't move! Police!" a policeman shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

The migrant workers were controlled by the police. They squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, with fear and regret written all over their faces.

"Do you know what you are doing?" A policeman walked up to Lao Li and asked sternly.

Old Li lowered his head, his voice trembling: "We...we are just helping to move things, we really don't know what this money is..."

"You don't know?" The police sneered. "That's how we got the money last time. Didn't you ever suspect anything?"

Old Li was speechless and could only lower his head, letting the tears of regret well up in his eyes.

He knew that he could no longer defend himself and could not escape legal sanctions.

The police quickly took the kidnappers and migrant workers into the police car, and peace returned to the construction site.

The migrant workers' families are still waiting for them to return home and use their "windfall" to improve their lives.

Little did they know that what they were waiting for would be an irreparable tragedy.