Bai Lixin is now eight months pregnant, and her movements are slow. The body that was originally an omega has become more and more fragile.

After hearing the news, Halliwitt rushed home as soon as he saw the driver, without saying a word, he stepped forward, pinched the driver's neck with one hand and lifted him into the air: "Say, who brought Mitchell to the air? Take it away? The other two bodyguards are in a coma now, why are you safe?!! Tell me, are you colluding with the kidnappers?!”

The driver blushed and looked at Mr. Lambert with pleading eyes.

The old man Lambert coughed and shouted: "What are you doing, Halliwitt, are you going to kill him?! Well, kill him, if he is really an accomplice of the robber, you will kill the only one clues."

Hearing this, Halliwit was shocked, and the strength in his hands disappeared in an instant, and the driver fell to the ground, clutching his throat and looking up at the two with lingering fears.

Halliwitt had a grim expression, covered his face, and said desperately through his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm too nervous. Mitchell is pregnant now, and he is already in poor health. If he is stimulated again, I'm really scared..." Said At this point, Halliwitt let out a low growl, took his hand off his face and hammered the desk hard.

Old Man Lambert looked at Halliwitt's expression with excitement in his eyes.

Yes, it is this desperate expression, but this expression is not enough, it is not desperate enough, and it needs a little more heat.

Glancing at Halliwitt again, Mr. Lambert moved his gaze to the driver on the ground and asked, "Tell me specifically, how exactly Mitchell was taken away."

The driver swallowed his saliva and carefully glanced at the cold-faced Halliwitt before stumbling and telling what happened.

It turned out that when the two bodyguards and the driver took Mitchell to the hospital for a maternity check this morning, the car had just parked in the parking lot, and when Mitchell was escorted by the two bodyguards to take the elevator upstairs, a car suddenly approached. White off-road vehicle with a hospital logo.

Originally, people didn't care, they just stood on the side of the road to make way for it.

But when the vehicle passed by a few people, things suddenly changed. The slow-moving vehicle suddenly stopped, the door opened, and several men in black rushed up, knocking down the bodyguard and taking Mitchell away.

After listening to their story, Mr. Lambert frowned and looked at Halliwitt: "Halvett, calm down and think about who the murderer might be. No one has threatened Mitchell since the wedding. Intimidated. If this group of people really wanted to kill Mitchell, they would have done it long ago, and they don't need to go to great lengths to rob him in broad daylight. If this group of people wanted a ransom, they would be called before tonight. Call. If this group of people is for revenge... Halliwitt, think about it, we Lambert family, have we offended anyone recently? Or has Mitchell offended someone?"

Under the guidance of Mr. Lambert, Halliwitt gradually calmed down, he took a deep breath, his expression returned to his usual arrogance and indifference, "But what is the purpose of this group of people, if Mitchell has any problems, I will let them beg for death. Since my father handed over the family business to me, although there are occasional unpleasantness, they have been properly dealt with in the end, which can rule out the conjecture of my enemies. As for Mitchell... …”

Halliwitt pondered for a moment, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Does father still remember the voice of the Empire?"

"Jonas?"

"Exactly. The case of Jonas and Borg is still one of the most talked about things at the moment. The reason why they were arrested at the time and pushed it carefully was initially because a host used Mitchell's identity to infer As an opportunity, they pushed them to the forefront."

"But hasn't the matter been resolved? In the days when the incident happened, Mitchell stayed by my side to raise a baby, and he didn't even have an internet connection, so how could he possibly interfere with it."

"You think so, but others don't. Jonas and Borg escaped, don't you remember? Their van was hijacked, and they're still out there."

Father Lambert looked at Halliwitt, "You are guessing, Jonas kidnapped Mitchell..."

Halliwit nodded, tidied up the corners of his clothes and raised his feet. "Father, thank you for letting me calm down. I will definitely find Mitchell's whereabouts." Without returning, he left the house in a hurry again.

After Mr. Lambert watched him leave from the study window, he looked at the driver again, "Did you really not see who he was?"

The driver hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Through the window, I vaguely saw the face of a man without a mask."

"who is it?"

"Mr. Borg."

...

After sending Borg away, the old man Lambert rubbed his temples and sat on the chair.

Was it really Jonas and Borg who kidnapped Mitchell? Since they have the ability to escape from the prison car, they should be a mouse living in the dark at this time, instead of reappearing on the ground.

Just as he was thinking, the phone on his left suddenly rang. Father Lambert saw the unfamiliar caller ID, and after thinking about it, he finally answered the phone: "Hello."

"Master Lambert, long time no see."

The voice over the phone was hoarse, but Lambert still recognized the owner of the voice, "Jonas?!"

"Hee hee, it's me, esteemed Master Lambert, and Mitchell is in my hands." Jonas's strange laughter came from the phone, "Master Lambert, I have done this for you. All the charges, but you made up your mind to kill the donkey. I have nothing now, but Lord Lambert seems to have a lot of things that he cares about, such as this Mitchell. I asked tentatively just now, Mitchell is right Your impression seems to be quite few. Does he not know that you asked me to release the negative news about him at that time? Does he also know that it was you who kicked him out of the Yakele Music Building? Let me confuse the higher-ups to do this? You sinister and cunning old bug!!!"

The murderous look in the eyes of the old man Lambert, he held the phone tightly, and said coldly: "Jonas, we gave and asked, and it was quite harmonious, didn't we? I will provide you with mental stimulants, and you use a small amount of it. The action is rewarded to me. We were a deal, how can you blame me for your own loss in the end?"

"Fart! Your mother forced you to fart!" Jonas kicked the wall frantically and roared, "If you hadn't planted a drug addiction on me back then, how could I have been controlled by others?! You disgusting stuff."

"Heh," Old Man Lambert sneered, breaking the corner of the table with a slight movement of his hand, "A little omega dares to challenge me."

"Haha, you'll know if you dare to try." Jonas sneered twice, "Before six o'clock this afternoon, you will see me alone, if you don't see you, I will kill Mitchell. !"

"What a joke," Old Man Lambert sneered, "I like Mitchell very much, but I love myself more. You asked me to see you alone? Go to your secret base to see you? Delusional, Mitchell I'll leave it to you. If you want to kill him, you have to slay him. Do you want to kill him or do you want to dig..."

[I provide you with stimulants, and you repay me with a small part of your actions...] Before the old man Lambert finished speaking, his own voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone, and the old man Lambert paused slightly, " Did you record it?"

"Yes, Lambert, come see me if you want the recording and Mitchell."

Old Man Lambert narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Okay, where's the address."

Jonas sneered, then gave an address.

Hanging up the phone, Mr. Lambert looked at his phone, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Wasn't his initial plan to tell him the truth when Bai Lixin was about to give birth, and let him die and then stimulate Harlewit?

Now, can't he just follow the original plan?

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun slanted westward, and the sky was already dark.

In the uninhabited suburban area of ​​abandoned buildings, a figure came with a cane.

Although he was on crutches, he was fit and healthy, and he didn't stop him from moving in the slightest because of the messy mountain road.

Walking along the rugged mountain road, the man finally stopped in front of a building that intersected with other places slightly better. After coughing twice, the man raised his head and said to the building, which was particularly gloomy in the dark, "Jonas, I'm here, come out and see me."

The wind blew the leaves and rustled, and there was not even a trace of light around. The sun had completely sank to the bottom of the mountain, the dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the surroundings were silent.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the building.

Then only a "click" was heard, and the metal door was opened from the inside, "Come in, Mr. Lambert, Jonas has been waiting inside for a long time."

The old man Lambert narrowed his eyes and looked up at the figure in the dark. The voice was none other than Borg.

Clenching the cane in his hand, Mr. Lambert raised his footsteps and walked into the metal iron gate.

As the old man Lambert entered, the iron gate made a loud "bang" sound again and slowly closed.

Father Lambert asked coldly, "Where is Mitchell?"

"Heh," Borg's eyes in the dark revealed a strange scarlet light, he laughed, and suddenly a light shot out of his hand, the sudden light made Lambert lost for a moment, and he quickly blocked it with his arm Face, said angrily, "Presumptuous."

Borg moved the flashlight away from Lambert's face, projected it on the ground, and smiled lightly, "Mr. Lambert, you've done a good job of acting, and you have a lot of guts. Want your well-behaved daughter-in-law? Then come with me, what are you still doing?"