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Chapter 694 Fake Kidnapping, Real Fishing.

With his last ounce of strength, Ona revealed his hiding place to the big boss.

"Okay, I understand. You're badly injured. Don't move around too much and conserve your strength. I'll arrange for someone reliable to pick you up as soon as possible." The boss's voice was calm, revealing little emotion.

Ona felt a little relieved, but after hanging up the phone, a wave of exhaustion washed over him. He leaned against the cold, broken wall, his consciousness gradually fading.

He was exhausted. From escaping from the well to crawling all the way, and then to the perilous escape just now, his mind and body had reached their limits.

Tormented by both pain and exhaustion, he finally succumbed to sleepiness and fell into a deep slumber.

Unbeknownst to him, his boss on the other end of the phone quickly informed Chen Zhi of his whereabouts.

"Mr. Chen, the target location has been confirmed. It's a vacant area of ​​bungalows in Tianyue Town that is slated for demolition. The exact location and house number are unknown, but the area is already quite small."

Chen Zhi smiled when he received the call: "Thank you."

……

When Ona groggily opened his eyes at dawn, he saw that the abandoned bungalow was crowded with people.

Everyone stared at him with strange looks, like they were looking at animals in a zoo.

In the chair in front of him sat a smiling young man, who stared directly at him with a lewd grin.

That smile disgusted him.

"You're Ona?" Cheng Yi looked Ona up and down and asked with a smile.

"Who are you?" Ona replied casually, glancing around. He really wanted to escape, but given the current situation, he could only dream about it.

His broken hands and feet were swollen, as if they were tied with a piece of pork belly. He couldn't even roll over, let alone crawl.

"I'm Chen Yongzheng from Microsoft," Cheng Yi said casually. "You've really made us search high and low. We spent a hundred million to bring you here, just to play in the mud?"

Cheng Yi's gaze fell on Ona, who was covered in mud.

Ona said in a trembling voice, "One hundred million? Are you kidding me? There are only five million."

"Five million? Your supplier must have taken a lot of kickbacks." Cheng Yi sighed.

Ona's eyes widened immediately.

One hundred million?

He got five million by himself?

Is this something humans do?
The thought of losing an arm and a leg for five million made him even more resentful.

Most importantly, he now thought of something even more terrifying.

How did Cheng Yi know he was hiding here?

Only the big boss knows where he's hiding...

"MLGB." At that moment, Ona had an epiphany.

It seems that everyone in their organization except him was tipping this guy off.

A surge of anger at being fooled, mixed with the excruciating pain in his body, nearly overwhelmed his reason.

But his remaining rationality told him that if he acted now, the only result would be that he would be dealt with like an insect by this group of obviously troublesome people.

"You, you came to me, what do you want?" Ona's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes showed a resigned weariness, but the murderous glint in his eyes had not completely disappeared.

Cheng Yi's smile faded, replaced by the coldness of a high-ranking executive from a large company. He said, "What do you want? Mr. Ona, Microsoft spent a whopping 100 million to invite you to China for sightseeing. You must complete the mission."

"A mission?" Ona's eyes widened. He struggled to move his left hand, which was swollen like a steamed bun and fixed in place by a simple wooden board. He said with a wronged expression, "Mr. Chen, I'm like this! How can I possibly complete a mission? I need to see a doctor."

Cheng Yi casually straightened his cuffs and smiled, "Doctor, we'll arrange the best for you. We'll use the fastest and most expensive medicine to stabilize your injury. Money isn't a problem either; Microsoft has plenty of money. After all, we've already spent a hundred million, so your medical expenses are nothing."

He paused, walked up to Ona, and gave him a harmless smile. He said, "I'll find a way to make Lin Sipeng come to you on his own and let you kidnap him, because Lin Sipeng is one of ours too."

"What?" Ona's eyes widened in shock. He was so shocked that he even forgot his pain for a moment. He felt his brain go blank and couldn't help but mutter, "Microsoft spent a hundred million to use an assassin of my caliber to kidnap one of your own people? What, what exactly are you trying to do?"

This was even more incomprehensible to him than the black brick kilns, lime powder, and backstabbing he had encountered before.

Cheng Yi looked at the mixture of shock, confusion, and utter disbelief on his face and said very seriously, “Mr. Ona, the strategic plans and deeper meanings of Microsoft’s top management are none of your business. You just need to know that this is a play, a grand play performed for certain people. Your task is to play the role of the successful kidnapper of Lin Sipeng. If you play it well, Microsoft will safely send you out of China.”

Ona remained silent.

He lowered his head, looking at his broken body, his heart in turmoil.

However, what Mr. Chen needs most right now is to leave safely.

He knew he had no other choice.

Resist and die instantly.

If he cooperates, there might still be a glimmer of hope; at least he can leave this hellish place he never wants to come back to in his life.

"Okay." The word was almost squeezed out from between Ona's teeth, carrying a hint of reluctant compromise.

“A wise choice.” Cheng Yi nodded in satisfaction and said to Zhang Gang, “Take Mr. Ona to our medical center and treat him with the best possible care.”

Ona was carefully lifted onto a stretcher and transferred to a discreet medical center under Black Panther Security.

The facilities here are advanced, the environment is quiet, and it is completely isolated from the noise of the outside world.

Upon their arrival, a professional medical team immediately conducted a comprehensive examination and evaluation on him.

The diagnosis was more serious than it appeared.

Both of his ankles suffered severe complex fractures with ligament tears, while his left wrist suffered an even more troublesome comminuted fracture, with several small bone fragments requiring surgical removal. His eyes were also severely burned by lime, making a full recovery of his vision impossible.

Moreover, blood loss, infection, and prolonged suffering had left Ona in an extremely weak state. Cheng Yi would occasionally come to check on him, each time inquiring about the doctor's progress as Chen Yongzheng, and saying things like, "Take good care of yourself, Microsoft won't treat you unfairly."

Meanwhile, at the Momo Technology Industrial Park in Jingzhou, Cheng Yi was doing ideological work with another key actor in this grand drama.

When Cheng Yi arrived at Lin Sipeng's office, which was decorated like a luxurious KTV room, Lin Sipeng was sitting with his legs crossed, flirting with his new Porsche model via video, and boasting about how amazing he was.

"Brother Cheng." As soon as he saw Cheng Yi coming over, Lin Sipeng jumped up and immediately closed the QQ video on his laptop.

Lin Sipeng was incredibly attentive, serving tea and water.

After finishing all this, Lin Sipeng's face was full of flattery as he said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, it's so dangerous right now, why did you come all the way here? If you need anything, just give me a call and I'll come over."

"I have to come here personally to handle this matter." Cheng Yi looked at Lin Sipeng and sighed, "Have you heard about that professional assassin?"

"I've heard about it," Lin Sipeng said. "That's why I'm worried about your safety, Brother Cheng. We still don't know who that professional assassin's target is, so we can't let our guard down."

"We know now."

"You understand?" Upon hearing Cheng Yi's words and considering that Cheng Yi dared to come to his place, Lin Sipeng immediately guessed that the professional assassin's target was not Cheng Yi.

He quickly offered his congratulations, saying with a smile, "That's great! I knew he wouldn't dare target Brother Cheng."

"Yes, so you're his target."

"Hehe, so it was me..." Lin Sipeng smiled subconsciously, but when he realized what was happening, the smile on his face instantly froze.

He seemed to have a spring installed under his butt, letting out a howl as he sprang up from his Italian leather executive chair, not even caring that his phone had fallen to the ground.

"Wh...what? Me? Brother Cheng, you're not kidding me, are you?" Lin Sipeng's face instantly drained of all color. He muttered, "How could this be? I haven't even exchanged a single word with those big shots at Microsoft. Why would they send a professional assassin to get me?"

His mind was in complete turmoil, and he went over his recent behavior several times.

"Could it be..." He suddenly realized an even more terrifying possibility, his voice trembling as he murmured, "Could it be that among the car models I played with, there was...watter's mistress?"

Cheng Yi looked at him, who was terrified, and smiled and said, "Calm down, Sipeng. This has nothing to do with women, and it has nothing to do with your private life."

"Then...why is that? Brother Yi, I'm innocent!" Lin Sipeng was almost scared to death.

Cheng Yi leaned closer to him, lowered his voice, and said with a very serious expression, "Sipeng, this matter is far more complicated than you think. It concerns the ultimate showdown between our Momo Group and Microsoft. Microsoft, through some unknown channel, has obtained extremely wrong and fatal intelligence."

"Wh-what intelligence?"

“They firmly believe,” Cheng Yi said, emphasizing each word, “that you possess a fatal vulnerability that could potentially cause the entire XP system to crash.”

Lin Sipeng was dumbfounded. He pointed to his nose and muttered, "Me? I have access to Microsoft's core vulnerabilities? Brother Yi, don't you know me? I was busy with administrative work in college. I barely passed C language. I've never even seen their system code. The Sailor Moon game I made used Momo's engine. This... this misunderstanding is just too damn outrageous!"

"So it's misinformation, huh?" Cheng Yi said, feigning helplessness at being dragged into this situation. "Did you brag about this to someone after you've been drinking?"

"I... I forgot too. I black out when I drink..." Lin Sipeng wasn't sure either.

He has a habit of bragging after drinking, and he knows it very well.

Cheng Yi said, "But Microsoft's top management believed it, which is why they went to such lengths to hire top assassins to get rid of you. Their goal was either to force you to hand over the non-existent evidence or to silence you forever and eliminate this potential threat."

Lin Sipeng slumped in the chair, feeling weak all over, and cold sweat poured down his back.

He felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

“But don’t be afraid, we’re here for you.” Cheng Yi changed the subject and said, “We have a plan. If we cooperate and put on a show, it should solve your problem.”

When Cheng Yi explained the plan of "fake kidnapping, real entrapment" in detail, Lin Sipeng shook his head like a weed in a strong wind, saying repeatedly, "No, no, no, absolutely not, Brother Cheng, this is too dangerous! That's a professional killer! The kind who kills without blinking an eye. Even if he's crippled now, he's still got his claws after losing his teeth. What if he gets carried away with the act? I... I'll be done for!"

Cheng Yi's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Since you're unwilling, then you'd better figure it out yourself."

After Cheng Yi finished speaking, he got up to leave.

Cheng Yi made a move to leave, but before he could take two steps, Lin Sipeng cried out in a trembling voice, "No, Brother Cheng, I'll act! I'll act, okay? You can't just abandon me! What can I do?"

He started crying as he spoke.

His face was a mess of snot and tears, it was hard to tell whether it was from feeling wronged or from being scared.

He said tremblingly, "Brother Cheng, you absolutely must ensure my safety. I haven't gotten married yet, and I haven't given you a nephew."

Cheng Yi frowned and said, "Alright, look at your cowardice. Since I'm letting you go, I can guarantee your safety. That Ona is just a paper tiger now and can't hurt you. As long as you follow the plan and don't act on your own, nothing will happen."

“Okay, okay…” Lin Sipeng nodded vigorously.

What else could he do at that moment? He was desperate too.

Two nights later, on the outskirts of Jingzhou City.

The sound of a car engine grew louder as it approached, accompanied by the sound of tires rolling over gravel, and finally stopped outside the gate of an abandoned oil refinery.

The car door opened, and Lin Sipeng stepped out of the car tremblingly.

He walked into the courtyard and pushed open the rusty workshop door.

Ona sat in her wheelchair, watching as a head cautiously peeked in, looking around with fear and hesitation on its face.

And this person's appearance was exactly the same as his target's appearance; it was Lin Sipeng.

"You're here," Ona asked in a flat tone.

"Yes, I'm here." Lin Sipeng looked at Ona sitting in the wheelchair. His expression stiffened slightly at first, then he mustered his courage and said, "Hello, Killer Brother. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Sipeng. I'm here to report for duty."

“I know,” Ona asked. “Have you ever been kidnapped?”

"No, no, but I can try," Lin Sipeng replied in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)