Mao Yong's mother was just leaning on the sofa and thinking about her son when she suddenly heard a "thump" on the balcony. She immediately shook her body with her fat and ran to the balcony to see that her husband fell to the ground and was unconscious. She quickly pinched her husband's people: "Husband - are you awake?" After five minutes, Mao Yong's father slowly woke up.

When he saw that the recording pen in his hand disappeared, he burst into tears: "It's over, it's completely over. Someone snatched his son's recording pen. What should I do? Oh my God! I'm a little bitch. If this recording is handed over to the police, my son will go to jail. Killing someone will pay his life!"

Mao Yong's mother was also so panicked that he slowly helped her husband up from the ground: "Husband, did you knock you out when you saw someone? Don't cry, think of a solution, or your son will be really finished. Does Feng Kai already know that when he gave our son the three poisons, there was a recording. Now he wants to take away the recording and destroy it?"

"I didn't see who knocked me out. There is such a possibility that what you said. I bought some fruits now and went to Feng Kai's house to check it out. I heard that Feng Kai has been paralyzed until now, and there is no sign of good luck. His father is going to send him to the capital and the best hospital for treatment. If I don't go now, it will be difficult to see him again."

"Okay, just go quickly. No matter how late they are, they won't let you enter the house." After that, Mao Yong's mother helped her husband in from the balcony. For the sake of her son, the dizzy father Mao Yong changed his clothes and took the car keys to go out.

Mao Yong's father bought some of the best fruits in the supermarket and drove to Feng Kai's house. He just went to Feng Kai's house to thank him after he was promoted. Now he was going to go again, so he was familiar with the road. There was a guard on guard in the provincial family home, so he showed his ID card. When the guard asked him who he was going to, he looked up at the camera at the door, and he hesitated immediately.

He blatantly carried things and went to the leader's house in the middle of the night. Isn't this obviously slandering the leader's face? So he thought about it and did not register his ID card and took the things in his hand away. If he had carried things, Feng Guoqiang would probably get angry with him and would not even let him in the door. When he came, he was too confused and didn't think so much.

At this moment, when he was blown by the night wind outside, his mind became much clearer. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and called Feng Kai. Soon Feng Kai answered the phone and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"Feng Kai, I am Mao Yong's father. My son has not come back tonight until now. I want to ask if he has called you in the evening?" After hearing this, Feng Kai said, "Oh, it's Uncle Mao, I haven't received his call. Wouldn't you just call him directly?"

"I called, and Mao Yong's cell phone turned off. I was very anxious. You are the best friend, so I called you. Maybe you know where he is. If my son has something to offend you, you must forgive him. If you have something to do, you can talk to me."

Feng Kai suddenly became angry: "Uncle Mao, what you meant is like Feng Kai kidnapped your son. I am now slumped on the bed. Do I still have the intention to kidnap your son? Did your son do something sorry for me?"

"No, no. Feng Kai, don't get angry, I just ask casually, I hope you can understand the mood of being a parent. He has not returned home since school this afternoon, and my mother and I are anxious. If you don't know, forget it, I'll ask other classmates again, goodbye!"

Mao Yong's father leaned against his car and lit a cigarette, looked up at the oval moon in the sky, and said to himself: "Son, where are you now? Don't have anything to do. Why are you so stupid? You have to know that killing someone will pay your life." When he finished the last sentence, he was already full of tears.

The night is beautiful, but he is not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful night. His son has not returned home until now and he calls to turn off the phone, which makes him feel confused. A bad premonition has climbed up to his heart. His son has liked to watch some killer stories since he was a child, and has become obsessed with the killers in TV series. As a father, he thought his son would be sensible when he grows up and would not do anything stupid.

But now it seems that he was the father who was wrong, and it was so bizarre that his son finally put his childhood hobbies into action. Being a killer turned into his son's dream. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder. What he didn't expect was that his son was actually involved in the poisoning and murder case of Shenlongshan Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. What should he do?

Although he was very anxious, he didn't know where to find his son. His son's safety made him restless. Now he only smoked one by one. He wanted to shout a few times at the gray moon, but when he saw two soldiers standing guard at the gate of the provincial party committee's family courtyard, he gave up such crazy ideas.

Also, his identity does not allow him to yell like this. He has never been so helpless. He dared not explain this matter to Feng Kai. If it is explained, it would be like seeking death. Judging from Feng Kai's tone of speaking, he probably doesn't know about it.

He hoped that his son could call him again so that he could know whether his son had obtained the deadly recorder. But the more he waited, the more anxious he became. Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and even half an hour passed. His son still did not call him, and even his wife did not call him.

No matter what his son did wrong, his son is his blood after all. If something happened to his son at the age of 40, what else does he and his wife have to hope to survive? Although he was very anxious, he still dared not call the police rashly. If he calls the police, once the person who stole the recorder, he handed the recorder to the police, wouldn't his son be arrested?

"It's hard!" He spat out a cigarette and sighed.

Although many people have already gone home for dinner now, he doesn't know where his son has gone and doesn't want to go home at all. Even if he goes home, he can't fall asleep tonight. I guess he and his wife will have to spend a sleepless night tonight.
Chapter completed!