Xia Junnan, wearing pajamas, was sitting in this mysterious sedan and listening to the sound of the car starting and driving away, a group of people were panicked.

Thinking about who can kidnap him? It can’t be Zhang Yaoyao? He has never made enemies with others except Zhang Yaoyao?

But he really couldn't resist and had to sit in the back of the car.

After Xia Junnan was taken away for no reason, Luo Yuqing, who was in the room, heard something wrong and hurried out to see the situation. As soon as she came out, she saw Xia Junnan being kidnapped and quickly called Zuoan and Zhao Huan.

Zuoan was originally taking care of Dudu, who had lived there before, and was urging Dudu to study. When the call was received, the person was panicked. Dudu saw something was wrong and insisted on coming with him.

"What the hell is going on? Why was he suddenly kidnapped?" Zuo An arrived first with Dudu.

"Mr. Zuo, I don't know what happened, he was taken away like this." Luo Yuqing burst into tears.

"What should I do now!" Zuoan was also confused.

"You two adults don't worry about this here! You have to call the police first! Then think about whether there has been anything special happening recently?"

The little guy on the side reminded the two people who were at a loss.

"Oh, yes, yes, call the police first." Luo Yuqing tried her best to calm herself down and call the police on her cell phone.

After registering the phone, I quickly hung up the phone and started to process what happened recently.

Finally, the Left Bank reminded the latest situation about the "Masked God of Songs".

"Uncle Zuo, I'll say that the previous "The Lonely Brave" was sung by the handsome brother, you won't admit it yet!"

Dudu has naturally converted his name from "Mr." to "Brother".

"What? So many things happened this night!" Luo Yuqing remembered the hesitation when Zhao Huan called before, and finally understood. She probably didn't want her to worry, so she didn't say anything.

"Transnational provocation is indeed a big deal, but now, no one except us knows that the "masked singer" is Xia Junnan? Not to mention coming to live!"

Luo Yuqing expressed her guess.

"Yes! Then I can't think of anything else!" Zuoan was anxious again.

"By the way, there is also the Lu Mingyuan before. Maybe he can find Xia Junnan!" Luo Yuqing thought of this person from the Lu family in the Shuicheng, which is very clear about his hands and eyes.

"Okay, okay, then call him!"

"This, I have to wait for Sister Huan to come. I don't have his phone number!" Luo Yuqing said a little embarrassedly.

At that time, because Lu Mingyuan appeared suddenly, Luo Yuqing had a bad first impression of him, so naturally she would not take the initiative to contact information.

Although Zuoan was anxious, he was embarrassed to say anything when he saw Luo Yuqing, a beautiful woman, and had to wait for Zhao Huan to come.

Fortunately, Zhao Huan arrived in a hurry within a few minutes.

"What's going on now?"

"Sister Huan, we discussed it and called the police, but we still felt that we could not rely on calling the police. We still had to think of a solution first."

"Now I can only contact Lu Mingyuan to take a look. I remember Sister Huan, you left his contact information before. Please call me!"

Luo Yuqing directly told Zhao Huan about the solution they talked about in advance. The most promising one is Lu Mingyuan, who is powerful, and may be more effective than calling the police.

"Okay, I'll contact him now"

Zhao Huan quickly called Lu Mingyuan, but it showed that the phone was turned off.

"He's turned off!" Zhao Huan looked at Luo Yuqing and Zuoan worriedly.

"How could this happen? What should we do? Otherwise, we will knock on the door next door, will he live next door?" Luo Yuqing made another suggestion.

"Okay, go now!"

"Uh-huh"

The three of them hurried to the next door and knocked on the door but found that there was no one.

"Before, Lu Mingyuan always came uninvited. Why did the person disappear at such a critical moment?"

Luo Yuqing said anxiously.

"Can Mr. Lu Mingyuan be kidnapped?"

"Let's do this, I'll contact the Huanrui Entertainment people before to ask if I've seen Lu Mingyuan," said Zhao Huan.

"Then, Sister Huan, hurry up!"

As expected, no one knew what the big boss was doing.

...

Xia Junnan, who was blindfolded in the black cloth, sat in the car for a long time and finally heard the sound of the car stopping.

The man who was leading the way said coldly, and the other two men took Xia Junnan out of the car again.

He pulled off the black cloth from his eyes, took out the ones that were stuffed from his mouth, and took him to the quaint courtyard.

If it weren't for the different arrangements here, Xia Junnan would almost think it was an ancient style villa.

Gradually, I walked past the gate and walked into a reception room. I sat facing me with an old man wearing white practice clothes and in good spirits. I saw that I was about 60 years old.

It was the "Gahawk" who ordered songs in the live broadcast room before

The old man sat in a chair and was leisurely making tea. When he saw someone coming, he signaled Xia Junnan to sit down.

Xia Junnan, who was a little confused, was forced to sit down by three men with sunglasses.

After that, the three of them bowed to the old man and went out to bring the door.

"Grandpa, what do you want to do?" Xia Junnan finally had the opportunity to speak.

"Mr. Junnan, right? There is something important to talk about when I specially invited you here this time. We shouldn't have met like this, but now there is nothing we can do."

The old man said in an orderly manner.

"I just said it straight, there was an anchor called "Masked Singing God" online that night. I think you already know it."

"The two songs of this anchor who did not show his face were said to be copied by H Country. We can't sit still and wait for death."

"But what does this have to do with me?" Xia Junnan asked in confusion.

He felt that the old man opposite, who looked like a cultured gangster brother, should not know that he was a "masked singer"

"Mr. Junnan, here is strictly speaking, it is a secret department of the country. I don't want to say which department is, but I invite you to come here this time, hoping that you can have a sleep here and have a dream. It is best to find more poems and songs from the dream."

The old man's words sounded exaggerated. If people who don't know would think that the old man was mentally abnormal.

Xia Junnan was shocked when he heard this. This illusory reason was exactly what he said to a few people close to him before.

"How did you know that I would look for poetry in my dream?"

"Haha, your cousin told me!" The old man said in a shocking voice.

He then turned his head and looked at the screen behind him and said, "Xiao Ming comes out! Don't let your cousin guess, otherwise he really thinks he has been kidnapped!"

A person slowly walked out behind the huge screen with bamboo patterns behind the old man. It was Lu Mingyuan.

"Cousin! It's really you!" Xia Junnan was also surprised to see Lu Mingyuan here, but he also felt unexpectedly reasonable.

"How can you tell others my secret easily?" Xia Junnan asked.

"Cousin, isn't this a special situation?"

"I'm just saying that why did relatives who have not seen each other for many years suddenly come to me and have a plan!"

"Cousin, I don't want you to know this situation so quickly, but now it involves national issues!"

Lu Mingyuan explained.

"Then you go and find the "Masked God of Songs", why are you looking for me?"

"We can't find that anchor, so we can only find you. If our China can continue to produce more than one new work, the people in China will not laugh at us as having no one in China and a cultural desert."
Chapter completed!