It Was You

Chapter 866 Don't Look

"Third Young Master? The Third Young Master of the Si Clan? " Astonishment flashed through Arthur's eyes and he almost blurted out.

The Si Clan's position in the capital city was self-evident. Even if his father mentioned the Si Clan, he would keep his voice low. He didn't expect that Martin's words could make the Si Clan take action. It seemed that he had underestimated the strength of Martin.

Carlos nodded, "Yes, he is indeed the Thurston of Si Clan." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After saying that, Carlos didn't say anything more. He directly called Thurston and informed him to stop the vehicles. No matter what, he would definitely save Bonnie.

About half an hour later, more than ten cars arrived at the suburb. Many police cars and civil vehicles had been parked along the way. Over a hundred people were walking along the winding national road.

"Zee... Zee... "

As soon as they got off the car, the walkie talkie in Arthur's hand rang. He looked up at black mountain in front of him, and pressed the switch of the walkie talkie.

"Boss, we found the suspicious car on National Road 1023, 19 section!" Bettina's voice pierced through the night and into everyone's heart.

The map of this area flashed through Arthur's mind, and his face darkened in an instant. "Have you found the hostage?"

"I don't know yet. The car is abandoned on the roadside. We are about to get close to it. I'm not afraid that you will be worried, so I'll report to you first."

"Wait!" Cold sweat seeped from Arthur's forehead. Before he could say anything, a burst of explosion came from the walkie-talkie, followed by a strange sound of electricity.

In the night sky not far away, a burst of fire suddenly burst out. Because of the loud explosion, the nearby residents were alarmed. Many people turned on the lights, called the police, and came out to check the situation. Many people were temporarily deaf.

"Hello! Hello! Damn it! Say something! "

Damn!

Another explosion!

Last time, he was almost killed by the explosion, so he had an extra thought just now. He was about to ask Bettina to ask the bomb squad to check the situation first, but he did not expect that he was still late.

At the same time, as soon as Carlos heard the explosion, his dark eyes reflected the fire not far away. His legs became weak and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Moore was quick eyed and quickly helped him up.

"Boss... Ahem... " Finally, Bettina's unclear voice came through the walkie-talkie again.

Arthur's heart was in his throat and said immediately, "I'm here! What's going on with you? Did anyone get hurt? Was hostage in the car? "

Not far away, Bettina got up from the mud. The explosion was so powerful that she was sent dozens of meters away. Fortunately, she was prepared, but when she rolled on the grass, her skin was scratched and she bled a little. It was not a big deal.

When she picked up the walkie talkie and heard the voice of Arthur, she slowly calmed down. There was a fire in her black eyes. "That car exploded. Several men of ours were injured, and the car was all destroyed. No suspicious thing was found. There is no hostage. The hostage should be..."

"What?"

Bettina swallowed and took a few deep breaths before she said in a heavy voice, "She should have been thrown into the mountain by the kidnapper, which is the mountain close to the national highway, Dragon Mountain."

The Dragon Mountain was a vast mountain in the suburbs, crisscrossing several towns. It was not easy to search for a hostage in such a large mountain. Moreover, the hostage might not be thrown into the mountain.

However, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, they would not let it go. The longer time passed, the more dangerous the hostage would be. Even ordinary people without criminal investigation experience knew this common sense.

Without hesitation, Arthur immediately said, "You first organize people to put out the fire and search for help. I will immediately apply for help from my superior. Remember, be careful and don't let anything happen again."

A living college student was kidnapped. The kidnappers drew them here in a flagrant manner, and there was an unprecedented explosion. Even if they wanted to hide it, they could not hide it.

After saying that, Arthur turned off the walkie-talkie again and looked at Martin, "Martin, could you please control the spread of the news and minimize the public impact as much as possible? As long as the mainstream media doesn't report, our police will make the case public in time. At this time, I don't want any other factors to affect the situation."

In this era of extremely developed media, moral kidnapping of public opinion was common. At this time, they should put all their energy on tracing the kidnappers and rescuing the hostages.

Martin nodded and said, "I've just told them that no media will report this matter before tomorrow morning. But there are too many residents nearby. After tomorrow morning, there must be a lot of gossip."

"I see," Arthur nodded. "Let's search and rescue first."

At the order of both sides, the people of both sides gathered into dozens of groups and immediately joined the search and rescue. However, a few hours later, there was still no trace of Bonnie, and even clear footprints were getting fewer and fewer.

"I found it!"

A sudden scream in the dark night attracted everyone's nerves. Then, people rushed over from all directions, but suddenly stopped in front of a grassland.

Countless torches gathered together, and countless people lined up in a row. Everyone's eyes fell in front of them, and then they all fell silent.

Carlos kicked through the mud, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and with a torch in his hand, he broke through the dense crowd in front of him. When he saw the scene in front of him, his hand trembled, and the torch in his hand slipped off and fell to the ground. The sparks flickered a few times, and returned to annihilation.

"Carlos..." Cassandra opened her mouth with difficulty, "Don't look, Carlos."

However, Carlos didn't seem to hear anything. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the front -- Bonnie was tied to a huge black cross, naked, with blood all over her body and no vitality.

"Put her down and inform the forensic expert," said Arthur, looking around, "Have the people of the investigation team arrived? Start the investigation, don't miss any clues."

"You... Don't touch her. " Carlos stood there like a coffin, and his voice was as cold as ice.

He had only seen her once, but somehow, it seemed that they had known each other for a long time.