Two minutes later, the doorbell rang.
“There, Minsheng has brought the things you wanted. Can I go open the door now?” Luo Yi said.
This time, Ning Ran had no objection.
When the door opened, a tall and muscular man stood there in the place of Feng Minsheng.
He was no stranger to Luo Yi, as he was the one who had claimed to be Ning Ziqiang’s former subordinate. He had even treated them to a meal.
Luo Yi later found out through Feng Minsheng that he was from the Nan family. His name was Qiao Zhan, and he oversaw all the security duties for the Nan family.
The moment Luo Yi saw Qiao Zhan, she knew something was wrong.
“How can you be here?” Luo Yi looked at Qiao Zhan.
“Why can’t it be me?”
Qiao Zhan shot a retort at Luo Yi before handing a plastic bag containing an urn to Ning Ran.
Ning Ran’s tears fell the moment she held the urn in her hands.
“I seized this from Feng Minsheng who is under our control right now.” Qiao Zhan said.
“Thank you, Captain Qiao. Where is he now?”
Ning Ran was asking about Ning Ziqiang. Even though he was a scoundrel, he was her biological father after all, and she still wanted to know whether he was dead or alive.
“He has been tied up and is quite weak, probably because he didn’t eat. I’ve had him sent to the hospital.” Qiao Zhan said.
“Ning Ran, you said there were explosives in this box. You were lying weren’t you?” Luo Yi said.
Ning Ran placed the urn down properly and wiped her tears away.
“It’s just a television remote control. What explosives are you talking about?”
“What is in your box then?”
“A voice transmitter and some high-tech thing that my son made. Our conversations can be sent to the cloud drive, and once you open that software, you can hear our conversations. These conversations are saved, so we can listen to them anytime. However, I don’t know the name of this newfangled toy. I have never quite understood the high-tech things my son makes,” said Ning Ran.
“So you were lying to me? You weren’t planning to give me the money at all?”
“I was about to give it to you, but since you badmouthed me and I couldn’t borrow any money, what do I have to give you? Captain Qiao, let the police handle this person too.” Ning Ran said.
“You can’t use a secret recording as evidence! The police have no way of catching me!” Luo Yi was still very arrogant.
“The fact that you tied Ning Ziqiang up can already be considered as unlawful imprisonment. Of course, you can be charged under this offence,” Ning Ran said coldly.
“You…”
“Also, didn’t you say my grandfather’s ashes were in your hands too? What about that USB?” Ning Ran picked up the urn carefully.
“Let me go, and I’ll tell you where your grandfather’s ashes are.” Luo Yi seemed to see a light at the end of the tunnel again.
Qiao Zhan gave her one tight slap on her face. “Are you trying to lie to Ms. Ding again? Ms. Ding, don’t listen to her. Feng Minsheng has said that there is only an urn there. Your grandfather’s ashes have already been buried.”
Ning Ran finally heaved a sigh of relief.
After they left the hotel, Qiao Zhan arranged for Luo Yi to be sent to the police station while he drove Ning Ran back to her home for her to find a resting spot for the urn.
Ning Ran hugged the urn tightly and occasionally wiped away her tears as the past came rushing to her mind again.
There was a time when Luo Yi had not yet appeared, and Ning Ran was the only child in the Ning family.
Her mother was very busy but had never once missed any of Ning Ran’s important activities.
Be it Parents’ Day or the school’s musical performances, as long as there were activities in Ning Ran’s school, her mother would make arrangements to personally attend these events.
Therefore, the Ning Ran then was as blissful as a princess.
Of course, Qiao Zhan was right. Nan Chen definitely wielded that kind of power and influence.
However, Nan Chen has to trust me first. He has never seemed to trust me before.
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