Chapter 373 Impossible, she couldn't

He raised his large palm and waved, "Goodbye." 。"Really Daddy..." Let me know if you'd like me to translate any more!。"Little Nuan warmed blinked her tear-filled eyes, staring at her father with anti...Chapter 373 Impossible, she couldn't possibly…

Seeing that his son finally finished his food, Tang Yucheng was so happy he almost cried.

He followed his movements gently and carefully, feeding the baby a soft and mushy rice porridge. He didn't dare to relax for a moment, fearing that if he wasn't careful, the baby would refuse to eat again.

The little guy ate about ten bites and then stopped.

"Baby, have some more, okay" Tang Yucheng gently brought the small spoonful of rice porridge to the little one's mouth.

The amount of food the son ate wasn't even enough for two bites, and he had been hungry for so long.

The little one turned their head away, avoiding the spoon laden with food.

Tang Yu Cheng tried again to bring the spoon to his mouth, but the little guy pouted and started crying without warning.

Tang Yucheng was immediately scared and threw the spoon away. He gently stroked the little guy's back and said in a soft voice, "Okay, no more, no more. Don't cry, Daddy won't force you to eat it."

The son finally agreed to eat, he was already very happy. As for eating less, then just have to feed him a few more times.

After coaxing him for a while, the little one finally stopped crying. He clutched Tang Yucheng's clothes with his small hands and fell asleep in his arms, whimpering softly, after just a few minutes.

Next, Tang Yucheng instructed Ling Shuang from C City, who had followed despite her injuries, to always be ready to make plain rice porridge that was mushy, without adding anything, for easy feeding of her son.

I picked up my phone and wanted to call Tang Moqing, wondering how he was doing and if there were any leads or news.

However, as soon as he opened the address book, a message came in.

Seeing it was a foreign number, he first thought of Si Kong Liu Yi and quickly opened the message —

There was no word, only a picture. Tang Yu Cheng looked at the scene in the photograph: a raging inferno where he had desperately searched for her. But now she lay there, eyes closed, pale and lifeless, on a bed engulfed by the flames.

The horrifying and despairing scene scared Tang Yucheng so much that he almost lost his soul.

There was a moment when his mind went blank, he couldn't feel his heartbeat at all, as if even his breath had been stolen from him, and his vision darkened.

Ling Shuang saw his face go pale 'suddenly', his tall body shaking violently, and she cried out in alarm:

"Second Master!"

She hurriedly tried to steady her swaying master, but as soon as she reached out, as if remembering something, she could only silently retract her hand.

“Perhaps... this photo is synthesized. It’s possibly that Si Kong Liu Yi intends to use this method to wound me again... or perhaps Si Kong Liu Yi wants to use this to disrupt my thoughts and decisions…” Tang Yu Cheng's palm tightly gripped his phone, his eyes dark and somewhat vacant, muttering to himself.

His rabbit is such a coward, he'll definitely try every means to delay time and wait for me to save her.

Standing beside him, Ling Shuang listened to his murmured words, her heart sank. Offended, she shifted her gaze to the brightly lit screen of Tang Yu Cheng's phone.

Just a quick glance sent chills down her spine.

That person in the sea of fire was...the Second Mistress.

Tang Yucheng quickly forced himself to regain his composure, dialing Tang Moqing Ye's phone. His voice trembled with urgency as he said, "At sea, Si Kong Liu Yi and the others are at sea. Immediately... everyone go out to sea to search."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly boarded a military jet with his sleeping son in his arms.

Just as he was about to start the fighter jet, a notification sound from his phone mailbox interrupted him. Tang Yucheng quickly opened it. It was a video, the cover of which was exactly the same as the photo he had received just moments ago.

Suddenly, he halted his hand mid-air as if reaching for a video, a chilling fear gripping him like never before.

As if... the moment he opened that video, it would be like opening Pandora's Box. All his happiness and joy would shatter in an instant, dissolving into bubbles, illusions, ashes...

He hesitated for a moment before finally clicking on the video.

Before seeing the photos, Tang Yucheng could still comfort himself: those photos might be synthetic.

But after seeing this video, the reality of it, the raging fire, a sea of flames, and the figure in the midst of it all with their eyes tightly shut, and a purplish-red mark on their snow-white neck, a mark clearly made by forceful strangling... He felt his entire world collapse in an instant. He plunged into an endless abyss of cold, darkness, and despair!

A surge of intense turmoil coursed through Tang Yucheng, accompanied by a searing pain. The next moment, he felt a salty, metallic sensation in his throat. Before he could react, he violently spat out a mouthful of blood. The control panel of the fighter jet was instantly splattered with crimson stains, and his already pale lips were now stained red with blood...

The little one in his arms woke up crying suddenly, perhaps because the cramped space of the fighter jet was oppressive, or maybe it was a telepathic connection between father and son. He clutched Tang Yucheng's clothes tightly with his small hands.

The sound of his son's crying quickly focused Tang Yucheng's attention. He quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, sent the video to Tang Moqing ye by email, and then called to ask Tang Moqing ye to find the location of the cargo ship as soon as possible.

At the same time, they contacted the most authoritative military maritime search and rescue team in City C, asking them to do everything possible to determine the exact location of the ship as soon as possible.

C City's terrain is quite special, with the sea in the middle and two different neighboring countries on either side. Even knowing that Si Kong Liu Yi would flee abroad, it was impossible to guess which country she would go to, making it difficult to speculate on the location of the ship.

After calming down the crying child, he immediately started up the fighter jet. His mind raced with thousands of thoughts as he flew the jet towards the harbor.

The moment Tang Moqing received the video, he almost jumped out of his skin.

Without thinking too much, he immediately mosaiced An Xiaotu in the video and contacted the website manager of the world-famous STEM genius gathering site, asking them to upload the video online and buy a push. He offered a price of 100 million and stated that it was in the waters near City C. Whoever could calculate the most specific latitude and longitude of the ship in the shortest time would receive a reward of 100 million.

One coordinate 100 million

This problem could make someone rich overnight.

For a time, the website was abuzz with activity as many science whizzes and geniuses scrambled to study the video and calculate the precise location of the vessel.

Although there were no reference points near the cargo ship and it was nighttime, those science geniuses were able to calculate their position based on the wind direction, the sparse stars reflected on the sea surface, and a series of natural conditions.

Less than ten minutes.

The first answer appeared, followed by more and more people posting their answers.

Tang Mo Qing spent the night carefully selecting a few answers he considered most reliable (those answers were very similar), and recorded them.t seen each other in years, have a drink”。"Yisheng coldly rejected his invitation and then warned, "Shan'en, this is Beisi City, not your territory. I don't care why you came here, but I advise you no...