Ye Qiu and Shen Xiu sat opposite each other in silence all night. The next morning, at Shen Xiu's urgent urging, they went to retrieve the money and managed to get yesterday's twenty million out. They stuffed the bottom of the boxes with lots of white paper and ended up filling more than ten boxes.
Near noon, Xiao Ze's call finally came as expected yesterday, unaware that his phone was being monitored.
"How's it going? Did you gather all the money?" he asked menacingly.
"I got it all, fifty million. I can give you the money, just don't harm the child," Ye Qiu said worriedly.
The police monitoring them listened intently while the technical staff worked on locating the other end of the call.
"We're only after money, not murder. Now you go outside and obediently follow my instructions to place the money at the designated location."
"I want to hear my son's voice," Ye Qiu demanded.
Xiao Ze's tone turned fiercer, "I'm warning you not to try any tricks."
