Reborn 1960 A young educated youth was pampered by a handsome and rough man

Chapter 327 Finding Someone

Fortunately, the ointment in the hospital finally took effect and the wound was slowly getting better. If he didn't know that he was poisoned by Ye Jun at this time, he would really be a fool.

Haha, Ye Jun only had these skills to make his skin itchy for a few days. Wu Fan's eyes showed sarcasm, but in his heart, he had a poisonous plan to make Ye Jun bow to him.

Wu Fan started planning, and finally on the night of New Year's Eve, he saw the children setting off fireworks happily at the entrance of the Cheng family courtyard.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he quietly walked up to Xiao Cheng Li, slashed him unconscious with a knife, and then left quickly. He originally wanted to take Xiao Cheng Li out of the capital, but there was no train leaving that night.

He could only entrust Cheng Li to his little boy, and told him that if he didn't show up within a week, he would send the little guy away to his ex-wife in Hexi.

That is, Xu Hui's biological mother, you actually took over someone else's son and refused to return it, so let you have a taste of what it feels like to have your own son taken over by someone else.

Fa Xiao was a little reluctant. This child was white, tender and delicate, and he looked like he had been raised in a pampered way. It would be okay if he was allowed to raise this child for a week, but sending someone from the capital to Hexi seemed a bit excessive.

Wu Fan gritted his teeth and took out a bank passbook from his pocket, which contained his savings for many years, totaling 1 yuan.

His eyes began to wander. His life was really difficult. He didn't even have a fixed residence. He didn't know where his next meal would be after one meal.

If you have this 1 yuan, and you still owe Wu Fan a favor when you were a child, this kind of thing seems acceptable.

The two agreed on a time and place to meet. Fa Xiao took his bankbook and put Xiao Cheng Li on his back. They disappeared into the night that night and waited a week before making a decision.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan looked at Cheng Qiao's nervous expression, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Your son Cheng Li was sent away by me. If you want to see your son, let Ye Jun treat me first. By the way, you must first detoxify me."

"Where is my son Cheng Li?"

Cheng Qiao ignored Wu Fan at all and asked again.

Wu Fan glanced sideways at Cheng Qiao and sneered.

"You bitch, if you want to know where your son is, help me detoxify him immediately, otherwise I won't be blamed for your son's death."

"Crack~"

A loud slap hit Wu Fan's face, and Li Huan took action. Who was he calling a bitch?

Wu Fan's cheek hurt, and his eyes became vicious:

"Haha, if you want to see your son, go to the King of Hell to meet him."

"See you here, King of Hell..."

Cheng Qiao repeated these words, and suddenly remembered that Xu Laidi told him the same thing in his previous life. A rage burst out from his chest, and a delicate medicine box suddenly appeared in his hand.

The lid of the medicine box was opened, revealing the lid. Cheng Qiao took out an eye drop, put the medicine box away, and then walked towards Wu Fan.

Wu Fan's heart was pounding, and he always felt that the eye drops were not a good thing. When he saw Cheng Qiao approaching, he shouted uncontrollably:

"what……"

As soon as the sound came out, something was pushed into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth. Wu Fan didn't even have a chance to spit. At the same time, his eyes felt cool, so comfortable that he didn't want to open them.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no light from the flashlight in the room. Wu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It felt really uncomfortable to have the flashlight shining on his eyes.

"I'll give you one last chance. Where is my son?"

Cheng Qiao spoke again. Wu Fan thought Cheng Qiao had turned off the flashlight, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was not asking himself:

"I……"

Wu Fan wanted to ask Ye Jun to treat his son if he wanted to see him, but his mouth was moving but no sound came out of his throat, and his eyes...

"You want to ask me if the flashlight is turned off, and I tell you it's not turned off. It's shining right into your eyes."

Cheng Qiao spoke again.

Wu Fan's heart finally sank to the ground. He couldn't move his hands and feet, couldn't make a sound from his throat, and maybe couldn't even see his eyes. What's the point of living like this?

"Give me the antidote and I'll tell you where Cheng Li is."

Cheng Qiao looked at Wu Fan's lips, and a nauseatingly bitter pill entered his mouth. Suddenly, his throat felt itchy and he couldn't stop coughing.

"Tell me, where is my son?"

"I grew up here."

"Where did you find your childhood? Don't play any tricks. I will verify it right away."

"I don't know where he is either."

"You play with me."

Li Huan became angry, grabbed Wu Fan by the collar, and pulled him up. Wu Fan shook his head repeatedly, sweat dripping from his forehead:

"I really didn't know where he was, so I asked him to leave that day. We made an appointment to meet at the ancient city tower seven days later."

"Why seven days later."

Wu Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Didn't he want to wait for the Li family to get anxious before he came to negotiate terms? Who knew that he was so itchy that he couldn't go out at all, and when he couldn't wait until he could go out, he was poisoned again.

Cheng Qiao and Li Huan looked at each other and saw anxiety in each other's eyes. Li Huan took a deep breath and asked him to tell Xiaoyuan's original address.

More than half an hour later, Cheng Qiao and Li Huan rode their bicycles to the door of Wu Fanfa's childhood home. With the flashlight shaking, they saw the number plate posted on the door, which was exactly the same as what Wu Fan said.

"Boom bang bang..."

Li Huan knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside. Instead, the door next door opened, and an old man looked at Li Huan warily:

"Who are you looking for so late?"

"Is Ah San here?"

"No."

"Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know. It seems I haven't seen anyone in three or four days."

"With a child?"

"I don't know who you are. You're looking for someone so late. I'm going to report it to the police."

"Ah San owes my family money, and I'm here to ask for it."

Hearing that it was a debt, the old man looked at Li Huan with sympathy. He also lent the little boy thirty-two yuan. He originally thought he could pay it back years ago, but he unexpectedly disappeared.

"Uncle, is the house here Ah San's own home or a rented house?"

"How could the little boy have his own house? By the way, you reminded me. The boy probably couldn't afford the rent, so he ran away."

"Uncle, can we go in and have a look?"

The old man nodded, but there was disdain on the corner of his mouth. He knew what the young couple was thinking, and he made sure that the little girl's house contained nothing but garbage and dust.

The old man took out a kitchen knife from his house. Both Li Huan and Cheng Qiao were startled. Anesthetic powder appeared in Cheng Qiao's hand, and she was ready to give him a taste of coma when the old man took action.

Li Huan even took a step across, guarding Cheng Qiao behind him. His eyes were fixed on the kitchen knife in the old man's hand, and his whole body was tense, ready for a fight.