011 Abducted in Broad Daylight
1204 Words
Soon, the driver sent the photos.
Xu Piao looked at the girl in the photo and completely relaxed.
The clothes and pants cost at most thirty yuan. The shoes were common athletic sneakers found anywhere. The most expensive item on her was probably the silver choker around her neck—eighty yuan, tops.
Having come from poverty herself, she knew these price points well.
Just an ordinary friend.
What she didn't know was that her entire conversation with the driver had been overheard by Tan Mo.
"Ugh—" Tan Mo sat in her seat, feeling terrible.
Many people nearby were on phone calls or video chats, their noisy voices drilling into her ears, giving her a headache.
"Easy, easy. Take a deep breath." Huaisheng sat beside her, guiding her.
Clearly, Tan Mo, having lost her memory, didn't know how to control her ability. Without conscious direction, the ability automatically activated, forcing her to passively receive all the junk information it brought her.
She opened the music app on her phone. "Imagine that right now, the only thing you want to hear is the sound from my phone. Focus your mind on it. Yes, like that."
Following her guidance, Tan Mo felt the surrounding noise disappear. All she could hear was the piano music, flowing like a mountain spring.
"Exactly. Because you've lost your memory, you've also forgotten how to control your ability. That's why it's gone haywire like this. Just practice controlling it a bit, and you'll be fine." Huaisheng turned off her phone and pulled a box from her bag.
"This is..."
Huaisheng pointed to the choker around her own neck. "An ability monitoring device. You wear it on your wrist. Got it from a friend."
Parenthetical note: this friend was named Yuan Xing—her boss.
Tan Mo opened the box. The bracelet inside had a design similar to Huaisheng's choker, with an automatic size adjustment function.
As soon as she put it on, a three-digit number appeared.
It started with nine, and the following digits kept changing.
"What's this?"
"The amount of uncontrolled energy in your body. This number is dangerously close to losing control."
Once it exceeded one thousand, the SP Alliance would detect it. Being taken away without even knowing what was happening—that would be too unjust.
Tan Mo was a bit surprised.
An ability as seemingly simple as eavesdropping shouldn't have such a high reading, should it?
"Sister Huaisheng, do you know what my ability is?"
"No. Different people develop different abilities based on their constitution." Huaisheng shook her head.
"I see." Tan Mo felt disappointed.
"But reaching three digits while uncontrolled means it won't be weak." She tapped the monitor device on her neck.
It wasn't very high—just over two hundred.
"If you're really eager to find out what your ability is, practice reducing your SP energy to below two hundred. Once the energy under control, you'll know." Huaisheng offered her advice.
"How long will that take?"
"Depends on individual talent."
"Alright." Tan Mo felt deflated.
Talent-based? She wasn't exactly the talented type.
"Cheesecake? Want a slice?" Huaisheng pushed the cake in front of her.
Based on what she'd learned from Xing, this little sister liked cheesecake.
"Sure, thanks. Want to take a photo first?" Tan Mo raised her phone.
Usually, when eating at a cute cake shop like this, one should post on Moments.
"Okay." Huaisheng immediately threw an arm around her shoulder, raised her phone, and found a good angle.
That's not what she meant by taking a photo!
Tan Mo was shocked. The cool and impressive image she'd formed of her last night shattered into pieces on the spot.
"Little sis, doesn't your personality match your mature face at all"
Leaving the cake shop, the two walked through the streets under their parasols.
The summer heat was intense. Soon, beads of sweat formed on their foreheads.
"Speaking of which, CC having a milk tea promotion today. Want to give it a try?" Huaisheng suggested.
Tan Mo nodded. "Sure."
Even though she couldn't taste anything right now, she still wanted to experiment and find one that might suit her palate.
"You go ahead to that pavilion over there and wait for me. We'll meet there." She handed her parasol to Tan Mo and disappeared in an instant.
Tan Mo walked alone toward the pavilion.
The distance wasn't far—just across a square.
As she passed by a young man around her age, several people rushed forward and forcibly dragged her into a car.
"Who are you?!" The young man dragged in with her seemed to struggle for a moment, then went silent.
Probably knocked out.
"Chi Dong, why did you bring an extra person?" The driver sounded annoyed.
The one called Chi Dong replied, "What could I do? She happened to be right there when we made our move. Had to bring her along."
So she was just collateral damage.
Dangerous!
A sweaty-smelling shirt was thrown over Tan Mo's head, blocking her view. Then a cloth was shoved in, knocking her out too.
"Big Head, we got the guy. But what do we do with this extra girl?"
"Don't rush. Look at her bracelet—seems like real diamonds." Big Head chuckled. "And this dress—it's Kelly's new season style, worth at least a hundred thousand. We've hooked a big fish..."
Their target today had been k********g this young master, but unexpectedly, they'd also snagged a young lady.
"Don't get too excited. What if it's one of those fake socialite?" The driver, the boss, sneered.
These days, there were plenty of vanity women. If this one turned out to be one of them, they'd be s**t.
"My girlfriend said this is a limited Edition.Ordinary socialites can't even touch it." Big Head explained.
"Let's finish the job we were assigned first..." The boss was driving when he suddenly swore, "Damn!"
There was a girl on a shared bike following them!
"s**t！ we're being followed. Hang on!" The boss floored the accelerator, and the car shot forward.
Behind them, Huaisheng pedaled furiously, biting her lip as she dialed.
"Xing, are you free right now? Your Mo Mo's been kidn*pped!"
Yuan Xing had just answered when he heard this.
He froze for two seconds, then quickly pieced together the situation.
Huaisheng had probably wanted to introduce him to Mo Mo yesterday—that's who she meant. But she hadn't told him, wanting to keep it a surprise. Now Mo Mo had been kidn*pped, and she was reaching out for help.
"Call the police first. Try to track her location. I'll wrap things up here as fast as I can and come. Remember every detail about the k********g vehicle, got it?" Yuan Xing's mind was clear as he guided her.
The call ended.
Yuan Xing looked at the person across the table.
His target for this meeting: Lang Cheng, young master of the capital's wealthy Lang family.
"What's up? If you have something to deal with, go ahead. We can reschedule." Lang Cheng chuckled.
He had suspected this dinner invitation was a trap. With Yuan Xing suddenly having an emergency, it was the perfect chance to escape.
Yuan Xing's eyes darkened slightly.
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