The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

Upon hearing Xingxing's words, Jiang Minglang's expression instantly darkened. He lowered his gaze, a look of self-reproach appearing on his face. He then sighed deeply before offering his explanation.

"We...we're looking for her. The police have cordoned off the entire amusement park..."

"But there has been no news about Mengmeng until now, and the police have not found anything either. I don't know what to do."

Xingxing suddenly shook her head violently, trying to pull out the IV needle from her hand.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Minglang realized something was wrong and quickly reached out to stop his frantic actions: "No, Xiaoyang, you need treatment! Mengmeng will be alright, she's so smart..."

"I know you're worried about Mengmeng, but your health is also very serious right now. If this continues, we don't know what will happen. Mom and Dad are also very worried about you. We will definitely find Mengmeng, so don't worry, okay?"

But Xingxing's eyes were filled with unprecedented fear and self-blame.

He pointed to the darkening sky outside the window, then to himself, and then made a running motion.

"You want to go see her? Now?" Jiang Minglang was shocked by the clarity and determination in his son's expression, but a look of hesitation appeared on his face. "But your health..."

Large tears welled up in the stars' eyes.

He picked up the sketchbook from the bedside table and began to draw with trembling hands.

In the dark warehouse, a little girl is tied to a chair, and a crescent moon hangs outside the window.

"You...you know where Mengmeng is?" Jiang Minglang asked incredulously, then a similar look flashed in his eyes before he hesitated and spoke again.

"Is this what you saw, or...?"

The star nodded vigorously, pointed to its own heart, and then drew an arrow pointing to the moon.

Jiang Minglang immediately pressed the call button and took out his phone: "Ms. Xie? Xiaoyang is awake. He says he knows where Mengmeng is! Yes, he drew it... Okay, we'll contact the police right away!"

Meanwhile, Mengmeng, who was locked in an abandoned warehouse, was struggling to break free of her ropes.

Her wrists were already scraped raw, but the rope remained firmly in place.

Mengmeng felt increasingly weak, and even her eyes were tired. She wanted to sleep, but she also knew very well that once she fell asleep, she might never see her parents again.

So the little girl could only barely hold on by relying on her own willpower.

“Save your energy, little one,” a masked man said mockingly, removing his mask to reveal a rugged, stubble-covered face. “We might release you once we get the ransom.”

Mengmeng fought back tears, glaring stubbornly at the other person, but her attitude remained firm: "My dad will find me! And the stars... the stars will tell them where to find me!"

Upon hearing Mengmeng's words, the kidnapper couldn't help but burst into unrestrained laughter: "That silly boy? He can barely say a few words!"

"Xingxing isn't stupid!" Mengmeng retorted angrily, her face full of determination. "He's smarter than all of you!"

The kidnapper didn't take it seriously and turned to drink with his accomplices.

"Just stay here and behave yourself. Once we get the money, we might be kind enough to let you go back. But if you keep causing trouble, who knows what might happen."

"Uncle, I've killed quite a few people. If you don't know what it means to be obedient, I don't mind letting you die here tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the kidnapper brandished the knife in his hand as a threat.

Mengmeng realized that the other person was not joking, and she trembled a little, but eventually silently withdrew her gaze and said nothing more.

She knew very well that if she argued with this person directly, she wouldn't gain anything, so she had to find a way to deal with it.

Once the kidnappers saw that the other party had stopped causing trouble, they were satisfied and turned to walk away.

The warehouse reeked of alcohol and mildew, with the only light coming from moonlight filtering through a small window high up.

Mengmeng looked up at the crescent moon and remembered what the stars had told her: the moon is the guardian of the night.

"Stars, if you can hear me," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes, "I'm here..."

By the moonlight, Mengmeng began to observe her surroundings.

This is an abandoned industrial warehouse, piled high with rusty machine parts.

There were three kidnappers who took turns guarding her, but their vigilance would decrease when they were drunk.

She remembered the method the stars had taught her: in situations like these, it's essential to observe quietly, remember the details, and look for patterns.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Mengmeng noticed that the kidnappers would check on her every half hour, and then gather in a corner to drink and play cards.

At midnight, as moonlight streamed through the window, the two kidnappers were already completely drunk, while only one was looking at his phone.

Mengmeng quietly twisted her wrist and suddenly felt the rope loosen slightly. It turned out that the repeated struggles had worn down a fiber.

She gritted her teeth, strained with all her might, and finally managed to free one hand!

The little girl was already quite thin and small, and the kidnappers didn't believe that such a small girl would have the courage to run away, so they didn't pay much attention to her.

This gave Mengmeng a good opportunity to escape.

With her heart pounding, Mengmeng quietly untied the other ropes, then crawled towards the door like a kitten, clinging to the shadows.

Just as she reached the door, a wine bottle suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.

The sound instantly attracted the attention of the kidnappers nearby.

"Hey! That kid got away!" The only conscious kidnapper jumped up and staggered after him.

Mengmeng didn't bother to hide; she jumped up and rushed to the door, forcefully pushing open the heavy iron gate.

A cold night wind swept over her as she stumbled into a grove of trees, the kidnappers' angry curses and footsteps echoing behind her.

The little girl was clearly terrified, but she also knew that this was her only chance to escape. Without stopping for a moment, she continued to run forward, even though she didn't know where she was.

"Help! Is anyone there? Help!" Mengmeng shouted as she ran, tree branches scratching her cheeks and arms, but she dared not stop.

This was the first time Mengmeng had felt so scared, but she didn't know what to do. She just kept running forward, hoping that she might see her father and mother.

Suddenly, she tripped over a tree root and fell heavily to the ground.

The pain struck instantly, and Mengmeng couldn't help but tremble all over, looking like she was in great pain.

She instinctively turned around and saw that the kidnappers were already close at hand, their hideous faces looking like a nightmare in the moonlight.

"Run, keep running!" the kidnapper panted, reaching out to grab him while muttering curses under his breath.