Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The detail that Si Moyu recalled instantly sent shivers down the spines of both ladies.

”Brother, quickly think of a way.”

”President Si, please! A minute’s delay and the children might be doomed!”

Si Moyu, with heavy steps, prepared to leave home again before even getting a moment to rest.

He had just reached the doorway.

Information from subordinates came in.

This time.

Si Moyu’s face turned completely dark, his clenched fists trembling.

”Such audacity! Trace the IP address from which they sent the photos!”

Subordinate: ”President, we checked immediately, but the address is dynamic, can’t be traced...”

Si Moyu punched the door frame: ”Are they ghosts? How can we find nothing? Can they vanish into thin air with a living person?”

The subordinate was also anxious: ”President, if we don’t respond to their question soon, I’m afraid Young Master Hu might be in grave danger.”

Si Moyu: ”Nonsense, don’t remind me!”

Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Ao sensed something amiss in their conversation, and both came over: ”What do you mean, let us see!”

Si Moyu instinctively wanted to protect them from being frightened: ”I’ll handle it...”

However, the strength of a mother who has lost her child was beyond his imagination.

How could the two women wait?

They grabbed his phone to look at the information he received.

But when the image on the phone screen was truly displayed before them, it was as if their brains were hit by something blunt and went blank—

In the photo, in a dark shadowy space, Hu Yi was suspended mid-air, barely alive.

His hands hung limply, like a marionette.

Upon closer inspection, his hands were not simply hanging, but looked as if they had been forcibly broken at the wrists, with skin and bones separated underneath, and a mass of bruises...!

Mrs. Hu’s eyes rolled back, and uncontrollably she collapsed to the floor: ”My son...”

Seeing how Hu Yi ended up, just looking at the picture, it hurt.

Mrs. Ao steadied herself, although this was a photo of Hu Yi, not Ao Xinghao, she could completely imagine Xinghao’s situation might not be much better now.

”President Si, how could they treat a child like this? What do they really want? What do they want you to answer?”

Mrs. Ao asked plaintively.

Si Moyu remained silent.

Mrs. Ao, unwilling to give up, continued to tap on Si Moyu’s phone screen.

Sure enough, the next message was the kidnappers’ demand: ”Si Moyu, reveal Queen’s real identity and location, and I will release your nephew.”

Mrs. Ao was stunned: ”Queen, why does this name sound so familiar, who is he? Quickly tell me who he is?”

Si Moyu gritted his teeth: ”I don’t know.”

Mrs. Ao: ”So, are you just going to watch Hu Yi and Ao Xinghao die?”

Veins subtly popped on Si Moyu’s forehead, and his purple eyes seemed to blaze: ”Even if I knew, saying it now would kill them faster!”

Mrs. Ao was puzzled: ”What do you mean?”

Si Moyu’s eyes were sharp and cold: ”Once they get what they want, do you think they will still care about the hostages’ lives or keep their promise to release them?”

Mrs. Ao shivered.

She somewhat understood.

But, without giving an answer, they may die now ahhh.

Si Moyu instructed the servants to look after the two ladies and then turned to direct his subordinates: ”Go, have the people from the Mo Department give their all to find the best hackers on the hacker leaderboard. Maybe an expert can track the untraceable IP address. The photo sent by the opponent surely contains location information, it depends on whether someone with advanced skills can decipher it.”

Subordinate: ”Yes!”