The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live-Chapter 92 The Qin Family is Frantic_1

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Chapter 92: Chapter 92 The Qin Family is Frantic_1

Susu went missing, and Teacher Zhu quickly got in touch with the Qin Family.

Upon hearing the terrible news, the Qin Family’s elderly matriarch nearly fainted.

"My dear sweet child! Old man, what do we do? Nothing’s happened to our little precious, has it?"

The usually astute matriarch was completely at a loss at the news of Susu’s plight, her mind blank.

"Old woman, don’t panic. Our little sweetie’s going to be fine, just fine. She has to be."

Although Mr. Qin was telling his wife not to worry, he himself was also beside himself with anxiety.

His repeated assurances were meant to comfort his wife as much as to calm himself, to gather his thoughts and handle the situation more effectively.

"Dad, Mom, don’t panic! The kidnappers must have a motive for taking Susu! Since they haven’t called us with their demands yet, she must still be safe!"

Qin Xingzhi hurried to soothe his parents, trying to keep them composed. They couldn’t afford for his parents to fall apart when their child was still unaccounted for.

Scenarios like this were all too familiar to Qin Xingzhi.

Last time, it was his younger son, Qin Yuze, who had been kidnapped.

The entire family had been thrown into disarray then.

Ever since, they would only rest easy after personally seeing the children enter their schools.

But who could have imagined that this time, the kidnappers would brazenly abduct someone directly from a kindergarten!

The audacity of the kidnapper was outrageous!

What could they do? Susu was so young, so adorable... in the hands of the kidnappers...

Qin Xingzhi simply couldn’t bear to envision such a situation; the mere thought would twist his heart into knots.

He was already so anxious, not to mention his parents—this was their precious grandchild, after all!

"Where’s the phone? Quick, have everyone’s phones ready! Keep the lines open, waiting for the kidnapper’s call!" The old lady suddenly remembered something and urgently instructed everyone to prepare their cell phones.

And so the Qin Family members all gathered in the living room, with mobile phones and landlines arrayed on the large coffee table before them.

With slightly more composure, the elderly Mr. Qin said to Qin Xingzhi, "Xingzhi, if the situation spirals out of control and your mother and I lose our senses, remember to call the police. I can’t gamble with my little treasure’s life, but in this kind of situation, the police are the most trustworthy."

"I understand," Qin Xingzhi knew what his father meant.

If they could pay a ransom to save Susu’s life, that would be the best outcome.

Money was not the issue for them; it was the fear that money wouldn’t bring the person back!

If the kidnapper failed to keep their side of the bargain, or if other problems arose... the consequences would be unbearable!

Qin’s grandfather couldn’t be sure that he would remain rational after seeing videos of his daughter being kidnapped or threatened; he had to instruct his son in advance.

Upon hearing the news, Qin Yuhuai rushed back home in haste.

As soon as he entered, the elderly lady flung herself at him, asking urgently, "Yuhuai! Has your phone rung? Has anyone called you?"

"Grandma, don’t panic. I haven’t received any calls yet. I have brought a few technical specialists with me. If the kidnappers call, they can help us track the kidnapper’s location as accurately as possible."

Qin Yuhuai didn’t just come back on his own; he also brought three technicians with him.

While they were not police officers, they were experts in computer and tracking technologies, capable of tracking and locating the kidnapper’s call at a moment’s notice, as well as helping to analyze the surveillance footage around the area where Susu disappeared.

"Good, good! Get them set up quickly!" the elderly lady urged eagerly.

Everyone was on edge, with each phone ring making their hearts leap into their throats.

"Ring, ring, ring—" Qin Yuhuai’s mobile phone began to ring.

All nerves tensed up.

Confirming that the phone was hooked into the tracking system, Qin Yuhuai cautiously answered the call...

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