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

In the police interrogation room, the lights were glaring and the air was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

The migrant workers were brought in one by one and sat on cold chairs, their hands clenched tightly, their eyes full of fear and anxiety.

Their faces were still covered in dust from the construction site, and the sweat and mud stains on their work clothes had long since dried, making them look particularly disheveled.

A policeman sat across the table, a pen in his hand, his eyes scanning the migrant workers in front of him sharply.

His voice was calm and serious: "What is your relationship with the kidnappers? Why are you helping them transport the ransom?"

Old Li lowered his head, rubbed his hands together, and his voice trembled.

"Comrade police officer, we really didn't know that man was a kidnapper! We were just workers on the construction site, carrying bricks and cement. How could we have known that the money was a ransom..."

The police frowned and continued to ask questions.

"Then how did you get access to this money? Who instructed you to do this?"

Old Li raised his head, with a hint of helplessness and grievance in his eyes.

"It was the people at the construction site... not the kidnappers. We don't even know the kidnappers."

"That day, Wang Qiang suddenly came to us and said that this was the ill-gotten gains of the kidnappers. He helped the kidnappers collect it and asked us to take some as well. However, as a condition, we had to help move it."

"We thought we could just contribute some effort and earn some extra money, so we agreed."

The young migrant worker next to him couldn't help but interrupt.

The policeman's brows furrowed even more, he put down his pen, crossed his hands on the table, and his tone softened slightly.

"Who is this Wang Qiang you're talking about? Where is he now?"

Old Li shook his head. "Wang Qiang, everyone usually calls him 'Brother Qiang'."

"He is a small leader on the construction site, responsible for arranging our work."

"But...we haven't seen him since that day."

"Comrade police officer, we were just greedy and wanted to make some extra money. We never imagined we'd get into such a big trouble..."

The police nodded, wrote down Wang Qiang's name, and then asked, "So, what did you do with the money you were given earlier?"

Old Li sighed and lowered his voice.

"We took home all the money we got last time."

"Some paid off their debts, some bought something for their families..."

"Comrade police officer, we really didn't know this money was the kidnappers' ransom! If we had known earlier, we wouldn't have dared touch it even if we were beaten to death!"

The police looked at the migrant workers in front of them with regretful faces, and they knew in their hearts that most of them had been taken advantage of.

He closed his notebook and his tone softened slightly.

"We will investigate your case further. If you are telling the truth, the law will handle it as appropriate."

"However, you must also understand that being motivated by money and participating in illegal activities is in itself an illegal act."

"You should use your brain more when doing things in the future, and don't let others take advantage of you without knowing it."

The migrant workers nodded repeatedly, their faces filled with regret and helplessness.

They know that although they were being exploited, they were involved in illegal activities after all and cannot escape legal sanctions.

At this moment, they can only hope that the police can find out the truth and give them justice.

After the interrogation, the migrant workers were taken back to the detention room.

They sat on the cold bench, silent, but with complex emotions surging in their hearts.

On the other hand, the police have begun to track down the whereabouts of foreman Wang Qiang.

They knew that Wang Qiang was likely the key link between the kidnappers and the migrant workers.

Only by finding him can we uncover the truth of this kidnapping case.

The night was dark, but the lights in the police station were still on.

Based on the clues provided by the migrant workers, the police quickly locked down the residence of foreman Wang Qiang.

When they broke into the house, Wang Qiang was sitting on the sofa at home, holding a cup of tea with a calm expression.

He didn't seem surprised by the police's arrival.

"Wang Qiang, you are suspected of being involved in a kidnapping case. Please come back to the police station for investigation."

A policeman showed his ID and spoke in a serious tone.

Wang Qiang put down the teacup, stood up, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Kidnapping? Police officer, are you mistaken? I've never been involved in any kidnapping case!"

The police frowned and signaled his men to take Wang Qiang back to the police station.

In the interrogation room, Wang Qiang's attitude remained firm and he denied all the accusations.

"I have no idea what you're talking about! I've never ordered anyone to move any ransom money, let alone seen any kidnappers!"

The police put the migrant worker's confession and Wang Qiang's identity information in front of him one by one, trying to find any loopholes.

However, Wang Qiang's reaction was beyond their expectations.

He frowned, looked at the information carefully, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

He suddenly raised his head: "Wait! I remember! A few days ago when I went to work at the construction site, something strange did happen!"

The police immediately asked: "What's strange?"

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"That morning, I went to the construction site as usual. Halfway there, I was suddenly knocked unconscious by someone from behind."

"When I woke up, I found myself lying in an abandoned warehouse. All my clothes were gone, and I was left with only a pair of shorts."

"I thought I was being robbed, so I ran home and changed my clothes without thinking much about it."

"Now that I hear you say that, I feel something is wrong..."

The police looked at each other and suddenly had a new guess in their minds.

If what Wang Qiang said is true, then it is very likely that someone is impersonating him.

He used his appearance and position as a foreman to lure migrant workers into transporting ransom money.

This person obviously has mastered the art of disguise and can perfectly disguise himself as Wang Qiang.

Even the migrant workers didn't notice anything unusual.

"Can you describe the person who knocked you out? Or did you see any suspicious vehicles or people?"

The police continued to ask questions.

Wang Qiang shook his head, a trace of regret on his face.

"No, I didn't see anyone at all. I just felt a pain on the back of my head, and then I knew nothing."

"When I woke up, there was no one around."

The police realized that the kidnapper was not only meticulous but also highly skilled.

Not only could he easily knock Wang Qiang unconscious, he could also disguise himself as him in a short period of time and sneak into the construction site to direct the actions of the migrant workers.

This kind of ability is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.

After the interrogation, the police immediately launched a more in-depth investigation.

They retrieved surveillance footage near the construction site, trying to find the person who impersonated Wang Qiang.

However, the kidnappers were obviously well prepared, and there were no valuable clues left in the surveillance video.

The only discovery was on the morning when Wang Qiang was knocked unconscious.

A van was briefly parked near the construction site, but its license plate was obscured and could not be identified.

At the same time, the police also began to investigate Wang Qiang's background, trying to find out whether he had some connection with the kidnappers.

However, Wang Qiang has a clean record and no criminal record.

Even the workers on the construction site spoke highly of him, thinking he was an honest and hardworking man.

The progress of the case reached a deadlock, but the police did not give up.

They realized that the kidnapper was not only cunning but also likely a professional criminal.

Maybe even a member of an organized crime gang.

The migrant workers were just a pawn in his plan to divert the police's attention.

It was dark at night, but the lights in the police station office were still on.

The police decided to review every detail of the case.

From the confessions of migrant workers to Wang Qiang's statement, from surveillance videos to the flow of personnel on the construction site.

Trying to find any clues about the kidnapper hiding behind the scenes.

The kidnapper's patience had been worn out. His plan, which had been flawless, failed because of the betrayal of the migrant workers.

The money did not arrive as expected, and all the careful planning came to nothing.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, his fists were clenched, his knuckles were white, and his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.

He cursed softly, the sound coming from the depths of his throat: "These useless bastards are truly unreliable!"

However, the kidnappers were not the type to give up easily.

He knew very well that he had come this far and must not give up halfway.

He must get the money, no matter what means he uses.

Several new plans raced through his mind, each more ruthless than the last.

He sneered, a sinister glint in his eyes.

"Since you aristocratic families are unwilling to cooperate, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He decided to teach these self-righteous families a lesson they would never forget.

He walked to the room where the old men were imprisoned and swept his cold eyes over their old and frightened faces.

He didn't say a word and just started to act.

Following a few shrill screams, the little fingers of several old men were cut off at the root, and the blood instantly dyed the ground red.

The kidnapper watched all this with an expressionless face, as if he was just completing an ordinary task.

He threw the severed fingers aside casually and said coldly.

"This is just the beginning. If you don't know what's good for you, next time it won't just be about your fingers."

His voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

The kidnapper turned and left, already planning his next move.

He knew that these aristocratic families would not surrender easily, but he had plenty of time and means.

He had to get the money no matter what, even if it meant walking through blood and corpses.

When those aristocratic families received the packages containing the severed fingers, the entire family was immediately thrown into panic.

The package was carefully opened, the smell of blood hit him, and the little finger inside was pale and cold.

It seemed to be silently accusing the kidnappers of cruelty.

The elders in the family turned pale instantly, and several ladies even covered their chests and almost fainted.

Although the younger generation tried to remain calm, they could not hide the fear and anger in their eyes.

"This...this is simply lawless!"

A family elder spoke in a trembling voice, slamming the ground hard with his cane, but he couldn't hide his inner panic.

Another elderly patriarch clenched his fists and spoke through gritted teeth.

"The kidnappers are trying to force us to surrender! We must not let them succeed!"

However, despite their extreme anger, they did not dare to act rashly.

The kidnappers' cruel methods have made them realize that the other party is definitely not a good person.

If you are not careful, other members of the family may suffer even more terrible retaliation.

So, they quickly contacted the police, described the incident in detail, and requested the police to intervene as soon as possible.

After receiving the report, the police immediately launched emergency deployment.

However, just as they were about to act, the kidnapper called again.

The voice on the other end of the phone was still cold and low, with a hint of sarcasm.

"It seems you've received my 'gift'. However, don't think you can solve the problem by calling the police."

"Now, the transaction location has changed. Put the money in the new place. Remember, don't play tricks, otherwise next time you send more than just your fingers."

The kidnapper's tone was full of threats, and the people from the aristocratic families were terrified.

They did not dare to hesitate any longer and could only quickly prepare the huge ransom as requested by the kidnappers and send someone to deliver it to the new transaction location.

Throughout the whole process, everyone in the family was nervous, fearing that anything might go wrong again.

After the money was dropped, the kidnapper's phone rang again, short and cold.

"Very good, you are quite sensible. However, don't think that this is the end of it."

After that, the phone was hung up, leaving only a suffocating silence.

The people from the aristocratic families looked at each other, their hearts filled with anxiety and helplessness.