"Mr. Zhang, surveillance shows that this guy's last known location was a service road leading to the airport express line. However, that road has been abandoned for years and is rarely used by vehicles or pedestrians. Because it's been abandoned for so long, the surveillance cameras don't cover it. Once you enter that road, there are several branching paths leading to different places! We've checked, and there's a patch of overgrown, undeveloped land not far from the service road. If they're hiding there, that's good. If not, our resources are limited, and we'll probably need police involvement to investigate further!" The voice on the other end of the phone reported.

Zhang Jingshan responded with an excited "Mmm."

Because in Old Four's recent call with the gang leader, the leader mentioned a "safe" abandoned area.

Considering this, it was highly likely they were referring to the same place mentioned on the phone!

"Do you have a photo of that guy?" Zhang Jingshan asked.

"Yes!"

"Send it to my phone!"

Less than a minute after the call ended, a photo arrived on Zhang Jingshan's phone with a "ding."

After looking at it, Zhang Jingshan immediately handed the phone to one of the burly men.

The man understood instantly, grabbed Old Four from the ground, and removed his blindfold.

He asked, "Look, is this one of your gang members?"

"Yes, it's Second Brother!" Old Four exclaimed in surprise.

Upon confirmation, Zhang Jingshan nodded with relief.

He then asked, "Do they have any weapons? Like guns?"

"No, no guns! We're just after money. We wouldn't dare get involved with guns. Things would get much more serious if one went off. They wanted to get a gun before, but I stopped them. I said a fake one would be enough to scare people. If we had a real gun and someone impulsively pulled the trigger, there'd be no turning back. We just want money; we're not desperate criminals," Old Four explained.

However, he didn't know that being a desperate criminal was something he was concerned about, but not the leader or the other two members.

They were even prepared to escalate the situation if necessary.

But the gun they had was indeed fake.

It wasn't that they couldn't get a real gun or that Old Four had dissuaded them.

The real guns were kept in the Northeast. This trip south was just to abduct a young girl. Bringing a real gun would have made traveling by plane, high-speed train, or even regular train impossible, and they would have faced the risk of inspections along the way. To save time and avoid getting caught before even carrying out their plan, they opted for a replica.

Hearing Old Four's answer, the last weight lifted from Zhang Jingshan's mind.

If they had had a real gun, he would have had to involve the police.

But knowing they didn't, he felt relieved.

"I hope everything you've said is true, otherwise..."

Before Zhang Jingshan could finish, Old Four anxiously interrupted, "I guarantee every word is true, Mr. Zhang! We just acted on impulse and made a mistake by deciding to kidnap her. Please give us a chance. Don't call the police! Please!"

"It depends on you!" Zhang Jingshan said, then started calling various contacts in Jiangzhou.

Logically, calling the police would be the best option at this point. However, Zhang Jingshan wanted to give Ye Chen a chance for revenge.

As long as no one was seriously hurt, he could handle the consequences.

If the police got involved, that opportunity would be lost.

After a series of calls from Zhang Jingshan, nearly a hundred people gathered.

They headed towards the abandoned area where the gang was hiding!

At this time, less than an hour remained of the three-hour deadline Old Three had given Ye Chen.

Only a little over three hours had passed since Ye Youyou's abduction.

"Wait a minute!"

Inside the dilapidated house, after the leader hung up with Old Four, Old Three had been deep in thought.

After some time, he suddenly shouted.

"Huh? What's wrong? What happened?" Old Two, under his Ultraman mask, asked in surprise.

The leader also looked confused.

"Something's wrong with what Old Four said! He shouldn't have asked us where we were. But he did! That's not right!" Old Three's breathing quickened.

"Come on, Old Three, are you being overly sensitive? What's wrong with that? It's normal to ask! I would have asked too!" Old Two said.

This time, the leader didn't scold Old Two.

He seemed to agree with him.

But having watched many crime dramas, the leader also became suspicious. "Could it be that Old Three thinks Old Four was caught by the police? That's impossible. He didn't do anything! Why would the police arrest him? There's no reason! He could walk into the police station right now, and they wouldn't even bother with him!"

"Precisely because he wasn't involved in our operation that he shouldn't have asked!" Old Three said tensely.

"Old Three, I think you're overthinking it. We called him, so he just asked casually. If there was something wrong, he would have called us to ask!" the leader said.

But Old Three's anxiety didn't lessen.

On the contrary, his unease grew stronger.

"My gut tells me something's wrong. Let's move! We need to change locations now!" Old Three said quickly.

"But where do we go?" the leader asked.

"Anywhere is fine, as long as we're not exposed on surveillance with this little girl. The three hours will be up soon. Once we get the formula, everything will be perfect!" Old Three said quickly.

However, at that moment, the sound of many car engines suddenly filled the air.

"Damn it!"

Hearing the engine sounds entering the dilapidated house, Old Three's expression changed drastically.

"Old Two, go check if it's the police!" the leader yelled in a panic.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Under the Ultraman mask, Old Two opened the decaying door in a panic.

He saw at least thirty or forty private cars surrounding the dilapidated house on the grassy field.

Although he didn't see any police cars, Old Two was almost paralyzed by the sight of so many vehicles.

He immediately closed the door and ran back.

"Damn, dozens of cars! They're not police cars, but they're coming for us!" Old Two stammered.

"Damn it, Old Four really sold us out!" Old Three roared hysterically.

"Old Three, what do we do? There are only three of us, and dozens of cars, that's got to be a lot of people! We're finished! We're doomed!"