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Just across the street might be a quiet and deserted residential area.
Among these diverse street scenes, Qingze has not yet discovered any new tags.
Just as he was considering whether he should change his search direction, a blue tag suddenly caught his eye in a relatively quiet alley.
[Aristocratic Girl]
Judging from the sparrow's aerial view, it was a girl about 1.6 meters tall, with long, smooth black hair, and wearing a light blue dress.
Her figure, while not comparable to that of Saori Hoshino, was quite outstanding compared to the two girls accompanying her.
She has fair skin and her appearance can be considered above average.
Judging from the scene, she was leisurely strolling around with her friends.
What's wrong with her?
The moment this question arose in Qingze's mind, the answer came to him unbidden.
……
"Okay, Dad, I'll be right back. You're such a nag."
Tomomi Takei listened to her father's endless nagging on the other end of the phone, his tone sounding extremely impatient.
Even though she's already eighteen and considered an adult, her father's relentless calls start every night if she's out after eight o'clock, as if she's about to be kidnapped or get into a car accident.
"Seriously, I'm not a three-year-old anymore..."
She muttered a complaint as she hung up the phone.
A friend immediately joked with a laugh, "Oh dear, our little princess is heading back to the castle right on time again!"
"Daijing, don't you dare tease me like that!"
Wu Juyou rolled her eyes at her, stuffed her phone back into her small bag, and asked, "Are you going to continue shopping?"
"Of course, we don't have a world boxing champion as our dad, so we don't have to worry about getting a spanking if we go home late~"
"I've told you so many times, my dad is very fierce in the boxing ring, but he never lays a finger on me at home."
Tomomi Takei explained helplessly, then subconsciously touched her bottom. The memory of being chased and beaten by her mother with a clothes hanger when she made mistakes as a child was still clear. "It was my mother who really disciplined me."
She knew that her father's anxious urging was mostly due to her mother remotely directing things.
She felt helpless with such overprotective parents and didn't dare to linger any longer. She waved her hand and said, "I have to get to the station now."
Mizuho Ooi smiled and raised her hand, preparing to say goodbye.
Changes occur suddenly.
A silver-gray van suddenly sped towards them at a speed far exceeding the speed limit, screeching as it came to a screeching halt beside the three of them.
They were startled by the sudden situation and looked around blankly, thinking that the vehicle had broken down.
However, the next second, the van's sliding door was suddenly pulled open with a "whoosh," and three men quickly jumped out of the vehicle.
They not only wore masks, but also had black stockings over their heads, which distorted and blurred their faces, making it impossible to see their true appearance.
"what!"
Takei Tomomi only had time to let out a short scream before her wrist was roughly grabbed, and then a wet cloth soaked in a pungent smell was tightly covered to cover her mouth and nose.
She struggled desperately, but her strength drained away like a punctured balloon, and her consciousness quickly became blurred and hazy...
The other two girls suffered the same fate.
The three thugs worked skillfully and in perfect coordination, quickly dragging all the girls, who were unable to resist, into the van.
The driver slammed on the gas without hesitation.
Following a carefully planned route, deliberately avoiding noisy main roads and intersections with surveillance cameras, weaved through the intricate alleyways.
The van eventually drove into a luxurious mansion with the name "Otani" on the door and went directly into the underground garage.
The heavy roller shutter slowly descended behind the car, separating the inside from the outside.
The garage lights then came on, dispelling the darkness.
The driver ripped off the human skin mask from his face, revealing a handsome face. He turned to the back seat and ordered, "Move everyone out, be careful not to hurt them."
We only kidnapped, we didn't kill.
"Don't worry, young master Otani."
A man in the back seat patted his chest, his tone full of pride, "We are professional kidnappers, and we will never let your money go to waste."
"That's good."
Ryusuke Otani breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Qingze remained hidden in the shadows of the vehicle and did not reveal himself immediately.
He watched as the three men carefully carried the three unconscious girls out of the car and through the internal passage into the luxuriously decorated mansion.
From the gleaming floors and expensive wallpaper to the priceless furniture, everything reflects the owner's considerable wealth.
Qingze's gaze swept across the living room, and he quickly found the motive for the kidnapping.
In the most prominent position in the living room, there is a display cabinet filled with trophies won in various boxing matches.
The walls are covered with carefully framed photos, all of which depict Ryusuke Otani winning championships in various boxing matches.
Ryusuke Otani pulled out an untraceable backup phone, quickly dialed a number, then took out a voice changer and spoke in a processed electronic voice:
"Mr. Takei, I regret to inform you that your daughter is currently in my hands."
"If you want her to be safe and sound, I hope you lose tomorrow's match."
"After all, I placed a big bet on you to lose, so if I lose money, I'll be in a really bad mood."
A person in a bad mood might be tempted to kill someone to vent their anger.
"On the contrary, if I win money, I will naturally be extremely happy, and your daughter will naturally be safe and sound."
"asshole!"
A suppressed, furious curse came from the other end of the phone.
Ryusuke Otani remained unusually calm and continued, "I only seek wealth, not life."
I hope you can think this through carefully: is your daughter's life more important, or the glory of your match?
"Rest assured, as long as I win my bet, I guarantee I won't harm a single hair on your daughter's head."
A deathly silence fell over the other end of the phone.
Ryusuke Otani didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.
He naturally didn't place any bets on the other side losing.
He is the fighter who will face off against Tomomi Takei's father in the ring tomorrow.
Ryusuke Otani is not short of money, and he has little interest in money itself.
What he craves is the unparalleled glory of defeating the current world lightweight champion.
He wanted his victory photo to be on the front page of every media outlet, and he wanted thousands of spectators to cheer wildly for him!
He was obsessed with the feeling of being surrounded by that aura, and was even willing to take risks and plan crimes for it.
Three of his men came down from upstairs.
Ryusuke Otani asked, "Have all the people been settled?"
"Don't worry, they're all tied up tightly and their mouths are sealed. I guarantee they won't make a sound and won't be able to break free."
"That's good."
Ryusuke Otani nodded.
He didn't want to kill anyone; he just wanted to win tomorrow's match.
At that moment, Qingze silently rose slowly from the shadows in a corner of the upstairs room.
He walked up to Tomomi Takei, whose hands and feet were bound and mouth was gagged, raised his hand, and gently pinched her soft cheek.
The mild pain gradually roused Tomomi Takei from the drowsy state caused by the medication.
She opened her eyes groggily, her vision clearing as she saw a slightly worn fox mask.
"Young lady, you seem to be in some trouble. Do you need my help?"
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Tomomi Takei's eyes widened instantly, and the intense fear made her instinctively want to scream, but the sound was blocked in her throat.
Only then did she realize that a piece of cloth had been stuffed into her mouth, and she could only make weak "woo-woo" sounds.
Terrified, she curled back, trying to get away from the mysterious man in the fox mask, but her hands and feet were tightly bound by ropes, making her movements look like a clumsy caterpillar wriggling on the ground.
Qingze pointed to the mask on his face and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."
Tomomi Takei immediately gave him a look that said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
To drug someone and then have them wear a mask to cover their face—this is clearly standard kidnapping setup!
"Don't you recognize me? That's strange, I should be somewhat famous online."
Qingze realized from her reaction that the girl was unaware of the "fox's" existence, so he abandoned his plan to gain her trust by using the name and instead explained the situation directly:
"I am not the one who kidnapped you."
The real kidnappers, a total of four, are downstairs now.
The leader of that group just called your father and threatened him that he must deliberately lose tomorrow's match, or he couldn't guarantee your safety.
Upon hearing this, Tomomi Takei abruptly stopped her backward movement, and the panic in her eyes was quickly replaced by anxiety.
She knew all too well what boxing meant to her father.
It was not just a job to support his family, but also a passion and a hobby to which he poured his heart and soul.
She will never forget the pure and radiant smile on her father's face last year when he defeated the previous champion to win the world lightweight championship belt.
"It seems you understand your situation."