MTL - I’m Just This ‘Sue’-Chapter 33 The third villain (4) (1)

The black car slowly drove out of the villa area.

Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan tightened their bodies and sat in the car. They looked at the scenery passing by the window, and there was a flash of confusion in their eyes. Less than half a year later, they left this place regarded as **** again. It's so easy ...

Song Jianzhi also felt strange because his heart couldn't shake the slightest fluctuation.

Those deep desires of the past, day-to-day imagination of the outside world ... just slipped past calmly.

After a long while, Jin Yan found his voice: "Where will he wait for us?"

"... I don't know." But Song Quanzhi found that his mood was relaxed a lot.

Jin Yan is not as relaxed as he is. He is a little nervous, and deep down he is still worried that the man will be as unpredictable as ever.

It takes about half an hour to drive from Bianjia Villa to another residential area. The two teenagers felt like they were working for a while, and the car stopped in a blink of an eye. They watched the strange surroundings vigilantly, and strangers kept passing by from outside, looking like residents here. But when they looked at these people, they no longer seemed to see hope and light. The strangers who passed by made them feel a sense of insecurity.

Until the opposite door opens.

They watched the man walk out slowly.

The uneasy tension suddenly disappeared.

Someone pulled the door open from the outside.

"Why don't you come out?" At this time, the sun was very strong. Hang Qing paused beside the car, squinting slightly.

Jin Mao and Song Xunzhi looked up at him, and got out of the car in a hurry. They stood in front of Hang Qing and unconsciously straightened their bodies.

Hang glanced at them as if they were being reviewed, and felt a little funny in his heart.

"Come in."

The two followed him obediently.

Hang Qing was a little surprised. How long did it take for the two to seem like domesticated little wolf cubs. me

Immediately after entering the door, Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan secretly smelled the aroma of food. They were stunned just after the morning class, and the aroma of food immediately evoked hunger in their belly.

When Hang Qing was not too close, they heard the sound of howling in their hungry stomachs.

"Are all the food on the table?" Hang Qing asked the maid on the side.

The maid blushed and said, "It's on."

"Well." Hang Qing didn't greet them and went straight to the dining room. Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao glanced at each other, and kept up consciously. As they walked around, they also looked carefully at this place. Compared with that, it's a lot smaller, and there are not so many people in the villa. It will not be as easy as before, you can run into fierce men and women.

Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao suddenly thought it was good.

After Hang Qing took his seat, he used the food slowly.

Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao stood by and waited, as if waiting for the puppies to feed. The first time the maid in this villa saw this situation, she could not help but stare in amazement.

When Hang Qing put down the chopsticks, the two men sat down.

Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan were really hungry. They used Hang Qing's tableware without a burden and quickly scrabbled rice in their mouths.

"In the future, you will eat and sleep here every day, and go to class there during the day." Hang Qing said coldly.

Song Quanzhi couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Hang Qing smiled: "Because I'm afraid you should do something that you should not do when you are not under my eyelids."

Feeling untrusted is strange. But Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao both felt the loss in their hearts.

Hang Qing ignored them and went straight upstairs.

Until Song Xunzhi and Jin Ye ran out of meals, the driver came in to remind them: "It's time to go back to class." The feeling of loss in the hearts of the two people was magnified a little.

Hang Qing stood by the window and watched the car go away with two people before turning around.

I really have the feeling of having children. I have to worry about whether they are full, whether they are sleeping well, and how to lose weight.

Hang Qing didn't go to the pavilion for several days.

After all, Gong Chengxi usually appears for a short time.

In order to prevent Saturday's appearance from appearing too abrupt, Hang Qing went to the pavilion again on Friday. It was of course empty and few people. It was just that Hang Qing had just sat down for a while, and a middle-aged woman suddenly came across, and the woman greeted him with a smile: "I saw you again."

Hang Qing glanced at her doubtfully.

The woman entered the pavilion as if she had been familiar with it: "Is the young handsome guy moved here recently?"

Hang Qing answered lowly. Just to be polite.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes brightened: "Does the handsome boy have a girlfriend? See if you are still married at this age?"

Hang Qing: "..." He did not expect that there would be middle-aged and elderly women to introduce objects to the frontier.

Hang Qing is no longer wearing a suit today, but a set of casual clothes, looking younger and younger. He lifted his eyelids and said, "Yes, I'm only sixteen. Would you like to introduce me to my girlfriend?"

The woman said "Ah" in surprise, suddenly stood up, and said embarrassingly, "Oh, ten or sixteen? I thought ..." The woman reluctantly smiled and left quickly.

Hang Qing was satisfied that she could easily send the woman away.

Unconsciously, it was noon, and his men set up a parasol, waiting for Hang Qing to step out of the pavilion. Only when Hang Qing took a few steps, Gong Chengxi carried his schoolbag in one hand, and several steps stepped forward: "Are you here ?!" Gong Chengxi even had a surprised expression on his face.

"Ok."

"Why haven't I seen you these days? Are you sick?" Gong Chengxi asked hastily.

"Just something."

Gong Chengxuan was relieved: "That's good." But Gong Chengxuan's tone was followed by a turn: "Are you twenty-six or sixteen?"

Hang Qing looked at him obliquely, "You are my age?"

Gong Chengxi smiled: "Someone saw me and you talking in the pavilion. Those who were curious didn't dare to ask you, they only came to ask me. But they didn't ask my dad."

"That's because you are young." It looks bullying.

Gong Chengyi couldn't grasp the point, he asked quickly: "Am I young? I'm all old enough to be able to love early."

"..." Do you love your pride early?

"Don't look at my age ..." Gong Chengyi said suddenly and paused.

Hang Qing could not help but glance at him. Gong Chengyi's next sentence will not be "but I'm a big bird", right?

Fortunately, Gong Chengxi didn't say any more.

It seemed that he wanted to be crooked.

"Don't you have class today?" Hang Qing asked.

"Yes, I'll be gone in a while."

Hang Qing nodded. Well, he can just sleep in the pavilion. Hang Qing closed her eyes against the pavilion. Gong Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his heart was a little confusing. Gong Chengzhang stood and looked for a while, until the two bodyguards behind him were a little bad, Gong Chengzhang murmured and went out of the pavilion: "I'm not young ... like my dad It's too old. "

Hang Qing then opened his eyes. When Zhengzheng was young, what was in my mind?

He got up and left the pavilion, and never went out again in the afternoon.

When it was time for dinner, Song Jianzhi and Jin Min arrived at the villa on time. Within a few days of work, the flesh on the cheeks of the two was raised again.

After having used the meal, Hang Qing was about to return to the room habitually, but Song Quanzhi temporarily left the food today and followed Hang Qing up the stairs all the way.

"What's wrong?" Hang Qing turned to look at him: "Is it wrong?"

Song Quanzhi opened his mouth, swallowed the words back, and said bluntly, "No."

"If you don't have dinner, don't stand here to pester." Hang Qing frowned.

Song Xunzhi could only turn around and go downstairs. After walking downstairs, Song Xunzhi stopped his body suddenly and clenched his fist unconsciously. He was right, they were all too weak. They left here and they struggled to survive, so what about the others?

He couldn't hold a man's eyes ...

...

Hang Qing got up very early on Saturday, and Song Quanzhi and Jin Yan should have packed up at this time, waiting for breakfast after passing downstairs. But today, Hang Qing did not find the figure of the two.

"Are they not up yet?" Hang Qing turned to ask the maid.

The maid pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "No sir, they got up very early. It seems that they went to the kitchen and never came out."

Children of this age are very hungry.

Hang Qing estimated that they should touch the kitchen by themselves to turn on the small stove. In order not to surprise them, Hang Qing walked outside the kitchen quietly.

Sure enough, the two were together in the empty kitchen.

"Alright?" Jin Yan said to himself, while taking out the noodles from the pot and served it in a bowl, "I heard that it seems that it can't be snapped, so eat it in one breath."

Song Xunzhi: "... where did you hear the ghost words?"

Jin Min was silent for a moment: "Shall we grab and eat with our hands?"

Song punished him but didn't care: "Just grab the noodles."

Hang Qing almost laughed outside the door.

He turned around and was about to leave.

"Okay. Then grab it ... happy birthday."

"Ah, you too."

Hang Qing paused suddenly.

It turned out that Song Xun's behavior was so strange yesterday because it is his birthday today? But are Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao both celebrating their birthday on the same day?

Hang Qing left the kitchen quietly. After waiting, the maid whispered, "The chef comes to ask you what you want to eat this morning?"

"Prepare some Chinese early." Hang Qing knocked on the desktop: "Bring the phone over."

The maid nodded and handed the phone to Hang Qing. Hang Qing picked up the phone and made a phone call at the side of the villa.

When the call was over, Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao came out of the kitchen.

The corners of Jin Yan's mouth were not wiped clean, and he brought some soy sauce.

Hang Qing pulled a tissue and handed it forward: "Wipe clean."

Jin froze, then flushed, and grabbed the paper towel and rubbed his face casually.

"You don't have to go to class today."

All of a sudden Jin Jin's hands paused, his limbs softened, and the paper towel floated down ...

"Why, why?"

Song punished him without saying a word.

"No reason."

Jin Yan turned pale with a small face, and sat down at the dining table with a muffled voice.

Bring it up soon. These Chinese dishes don't need tableware early, and Hang Qing never asks them to use chopsticks. However, even if this was the case, it was still when Hang Qing first moved the chopsticks, and Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan followed.

It was probably because of being immersed in his emotions that Jin Mao unconsciously stuffed a lot of xiaolongbao into his mouth.

Hang Qing's chopsticks were empty.

Jin Yan snored and found out what he had done when he went back to God. His face turned white, and then he gradually became red again: "I, I ..." Can't tell.

Hang Qing felt that he was almost ashamed of himself.

Hang Qing put down his chopsticks and asked calmly, "Are you ready?"

"Okay," Jin Yan stumbled.

"Let's go."

Jin Xuan did not dare to ask where to go, bowed his head and Song Xunzhi side by side.

Waiting for the villa, Hang Qing Dang went to the car first: "Get in the car. What are you waiting for?"

Jin Yan's eyes were full of sorrow, as if he were going to the guillotine. Song Xunzhi pushed him from behind and shoved people into the back seat.

The driver quickly started the car, Jin Min shook unconsciously, Hang Qing glanced in the rearview mirror. Jin Yan was so scared as if he had lost his soul, and embarrassed himself in the corner of the seat, wishing to take root there and never move again.

Jin Ming was calm and calm before, even if he faced torture, he did not give in. How can it be so scared now?

Hang Qingdan said indifferently: "This will not be stable? So it seems that this period of time has learned nothing ..."

Jin Yan heard his words and immediately sat up straightly, "No, no."

Hang Qing didn't look at him any more and said nothing.

Jin Yong straightened his back, and didn't dare to move for half a minute until the car stopped.

"Here it is." As the driver's voice sounded, Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao looked out of the window at the same time. There is an extremely tall door in that direction. They raised their heads and narrowed their eyes to discern the characters on it.

"……amusement park?"

Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao are no strangers to such a place, after all they have seen it on TV after all. But why did you come here?

Jin Yan sat there stiffly, "You want to ... throw us down?"

Hang Qing pushed the car door and went down.

Song Xunzhi pushed Jin Yong a hand: "Go."

"but……"

"What is there to worry about? If he loses us, does he have to wait until this time?" Song Xunzhi smiled: "After all, we are now the most interesting toy in his hand. How can he be willing? "

That's right. Jin Yong echoed a low voice in his heart.

"Come in." Hang Qing said lightly, and called a subordinate by the way: "You accompany them in."

"What are you going in?" Jin Yan asked quietly. He seemed much more calm now.

Hang Qing glanced at him: "Bring you to your birthday." Hang Qing's tone was very understatement, but Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao froze in unison.

Birthday ...

Oh, the last time Bianyu gave them a birthday, or when they first came to the villa in their first year. At that time, Bianyu ordered a large table from the hotel, and asked his men to take the cake and come back, and specially prepared a gift for them. It's all stuff they've never seen before. They were shocked at that time.

But then they found out that these seemingly valuable things that were hard to imagine for ordinary people, and for the frontiers, were just raising their hands. Bian Yan would treat them this way, but he would treat other children who came here.

It's like the sugar that the kidnapping kid gave first.

How much truth can this sugar contain?

Over the next few years, they became increasingly disobedient and wanted to escape the villa day and night. Bian Yan also forgot their birthday ever since.

But today is different.

Song Quanzhi whispered in his heart that it was different ... Today is what he expected.

"Go." Hang Qing's voice sounded again.

Jin Min shrank in a hurry.

Hang Qing slapped him on the back with a slap: "What does the trench look like? There are no monsters here, can you still eat you?"

Jin Mao stood up again: "There are no monsters," he murmured. Didn't the monster stand behind them?

Song Jianzhi's focus is not at all.

"Aren't you going with us?" Song Xunzhi asked.

"Children's stuff."

Disappointment flashed across Song's face. Hang Qing noticed this scene and thought it was funny. Shouldn't they be happy? After all, it is finally free to enjoy the day that belongs to them.

Hang Qing raised his wrist and glanced: "It is ten o'clock, and your free time will end at four in the afternoon."

Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao hit a stimulus in unison, and then no longer hesitated, and immediately stepped forward toward them. Even though they have already passed the age of going to the amusement park, they still instinctively cherish the free time in Bianyu's mouth.

His men immediately followed.

The driver stood beside Hang Qing and whispered, "Are you going back?"

"Is there a cafe near here?" Of course, Hang Qing couldn't really let go.

"Yes." As soon as the driver's voice dropped, Hang Qing suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Mr. Bian? Didn't expect to meet you here?"

As soon as Hang Qing heard the voice, he knew who it was. He didn't turn around to see, but the man had already walked in front of him.

The teenager laughed like a sunflower.

It is Gong Chengxi.

"Mr. Bian will also go in to play?" Gong Chengyi asked, "I'll tell you what fun!" Gong Chengyi had a hard time imagining this quiet and beautiful person in front of him. However, because it is difficult to imagine, Gong Chengxuan felt especially looking forward to it. He wanted to see the person in front of him, and it would look like a quiet shell.

"No," Hang Qing said, turning and leaving.

Gong Chengxi looked disappointed: "Mr. Bian has rarely been seen recently. Are you here today to do business?"

"Who is this person?" Someone gathered up and asked Gong Chengxi curiously.

Hang Qing glanced, and found that there were several boys and girls who followed Gong Chengxi, and they should all be his classmates. At this moment they all looked at Hang Qing curiously.

Gong Chengxi not only ignored them, but slap them away.

"Then you're busy, good-bye." Gong Chengyi said, he seemed to feel that something was missing, and busy added another sentence: "Go to my house for dinner another day!"

Hang Qing ignored him.

The men on the side guarded Hangqing left and right, squeezed a path out of the crowd, and walked to the cafe opposite.

Gong Chengyi stood there and watched for a while, then slowly moved his steps.

"That guy looks so familiar." A girl suddenly made a noise.

"Lin Xuewen, are you familiar with everything you see?" Someone sneered.

"No, it's really familiar, where have I met him. Chenghuang, who is this man?"

Gong Chengxi didn't take it seriously, just smiled and said, "His family is also very rich. You have seen it normally ..."

·

Hang Qing sat in the cafe for a day.

Everyone could see the magnificent young man in a black shirt, sitting by the glass window, with some snacks, coffee, and a black book in front of him.

Neither the people in the cafe nor the people who walked outside the cafe couldn't help looking at Hang Qing frequently. If it weren't for the two men who stood by him were too cold, I'm afraid they had already looked at them with more wanton eyes.

Hang Qing didn't care about those eyes, he calmly looked down at the time.

"almost."

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After a while, he saw his cell phone and said, "Master ..." His voice was a little dumb, as if something was difficult to tell.

Hang Qing waited for him to say.

His subordinates couldn't stand the silence, and he looked down and said, "The two of them are gone."

After working so hard for a long time, you've lost the protagonist's attack and the villain's attack. Where can I feel good about it?

Although he was unhappy at the bottom of his heart, Hang Qing did not rush out, but his appearance looked very calm.

"Go find it." Hang Qing stood up and went out.

One of his men was busy packing things behind him, and one quickly settled the bill, and then all caught up with Hang Qing.

There are quite a lot of people inside and outside the amusement park. In addition, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and the sun is shining overhead, which makes people feel a little dull.

The men hurriedly blocked the people around them.

Someone couldn't help complaining a few words, but a pair of fierce faces immediately snorted. In an instant, Hang Qing entered the amusement park. This is also the first time that Hang Qing came to such a place. This time when he came in, he discovered that this place is not just a paradise for children, but also many adults come to play. Excitement and panic screams quickly blocked Hang Qing's ears.

Hang Qing gradually grew irritable.

He knew it was the instinctive reaction of the body.

Bishop's excessively noisy environment would instantly produce extremely strong mania and destruction ... and his two men carried swords and guns. Hang Qing closed her eyes hard, suppressed this agitation, and then quickened her pace.

The men who had been sent to see people soon met with them.

The man's face was so pale that he couldn't dare to say a rebuttal while standing in front of Hang Qing, only shuddering, "I can't find it, I can't find it ... I've found it many times ..."

"Alarm," Hang Qing said coldly.

"Master?" Several of his men were stunned.

Hang Qing did not mean to repeat. After all, repeating instructions will only weaken one's majesty.

Seeing that Hang Qing didn't speak again, they were anxious at the bottom of their hearts, hurriedly lowered their heads, took out the mobile phone and dialed the alarm phone without hesitation, hoping to use this clean move to redeem the mistake just made.

"Report, report." After his men hung up the phone, they were a little bit unhappy.

After all, they could avoid the police before they avoided the police, and they have never had such a magical experience.

Hang Qing then said lightly: "People like us should not be afraid to avoid dealing with the police, knowing each other and winning all battles, what is the role of blindness? We do n’t deal with them as usual. We lost our children and asked the police for help Should normal good citizens do? "

When the men heard it, they were so impressed, they said secretly ... the master is indeed the master!

This is great wisdom!

"Keep looking." Hang Qing said coldly.

"Yes, yes ..." They quickly spread out and walked around.

The air smelled of sweat, and Hang Qing wrinkled her nose, wishing to block her breath completely. Fortunately, he is not really a sidewalker. He will not be in extreme contact with strangers from the outside world, and he will not show his gloomy eyes. He would only ask the people in the amusement park with a gentle smile on his side and his speaking skills.

These tourists are focused on their own affairs, and most of them are not willing to be disturbed. But a good-looking person is always privileged, especially when he looks at you with a slight smile, which makes you even more unable to say anything.

Hang Qing had asked his men before, they were at the same place, and they also asked them to play the past route all the way. Hang Qing figured out the most likely route for Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao, and asked the past along the way. Without asking a few people, he quickly got useful information.

"It seems that I saw them. The two children are very good looking. At that time, we looked at them twice more. Go to the haunted house. There is a bit off there. Go look there." The young man asked The woman pointed her direction and asked curiously, "Are you a star? I mean nothing else. You look so good."

Hang smiled lightly.

The woman blushed, and was too shy to speak again.

Hang Qing immediately pulled away and walked towards the haunted house.

There was a long line outside the haunted house, and from time to time there were children screaming and running past. Hang Qing took a deep breath, and this depressed the inner irritability again.

He went straight to the ticket window.

The others immediately yelled, "What's going on? Don't you have to wait in line?"

"Yeah, don't you follow the rules?"

Hang Qing ignored them. He bent down slightly and asked the ticket seller in the window: "Hello, have you seen these two children just now?" Hang Qing showed the photo on the mobile phone.

If you change to others, you may not remember, but Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao are both very good-looking, and they are obviously well dressed. Hang Qing believes that most people should have seen them and will not forget them soon.

The staff froze, staring blankly at the photo on the phone screen, and responded instinctively: "I've seen it, about half an hour, no, bought the ticket an hour ago."

"I see, thank you." Hang Qing put away the phone.

Just then, his cell phone rang: "Master, where are you now? The police have already called for it."

Hang Qing reported his address.

"Mr. Bian!" Hang Qing raised his head and ran into Gong Chengxi sweating towards him.

"You're still coming in!" Gong Chengyi said with a smile, a warm smile on his face. The students who followed him still couldn't help looking at Hang Qing curiously.

Hang looked at them coldly.

By this time, his men had led several police officers over.

When Gong Chengyi saw this, he paused immediately: "What's wrong?"

"Lost." Hang Qing whispered.

Gong Chengxuan patted his thigh: "You should tell me right away! Hey, oh, yes, you don't have my mobile phone number ... Mr. Bian might as well remember our phone number ..."

Before Hang Qing heard him, he greeted the policemen first: "Hello, it ’s my family who lost their children. Today they brought them over for their birthday. I did n’t expect the bodyguards at home to be caught by the crowd. . "

His men added aside, "It has been lost for more than an hour."

Under normal circumstances, the police do not come in such a timely manner, but when the men call, they are in the name of the frontier. Bianjia is a big taxpayer in Jingshi. Everyone has heard of Bianjia's name. When I heard that Bian's family had lost someone, the police chief personally ordered someone to call the police. The police also knew the stakes, so they didn't show the slightest impatience.

"Well, don't worry, we will start looking for someone ..." the policewoman whispered.

As they said, they noticed the presence of Gong Chengxi: "Isn't this the son of Deputy Gong?"

Gong Chengyi waved his hand: "Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters didn't see me, don't tell my dad ... you can help Mr. Bian find someone first." A cry: "Mr. Bian, who is lost in your family?" What child was lost?

Mr. Bian said that he was twenty-six ... he would never be his child? Gong Chengxuan's thick eyebrows twisted together immediately.

Several students around were still asking, "Are we still playing?"

"You go." Gong Chengxi followed in the footsteps of Hang Qing.

Hang Qing knew that he was behind him, but he was too lazy to bother him at this time.

With the help of the police, the search becomes easier.

Hang Qing took the person to the exit of the haunted house first. After questioning the staff, it was determined that Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao did not exit the exit. Entered the entrance, but did not see the exit. Is it still in the haunted house? Hang Qing repeatedly confirmed that there was no second exit, and then turned to look at the police and said, "Can you ask them to suspend business and help find someone? I will bear all the losses."

Hang Qing's face was mild and serious, and his facial features were so beautiful.

What else can the police say to such a person?

"Of course!" They responded, and at the same time deployed a police force at the entrance, and then the police came forward to communicate with the person in charge of the amusement park.

In about ten minutes, visitors to the haunted house got a refund of the ticket plus a compensation fee and a free ticket. I returned the money and got the ticket, and there was a certain amount of compensation. Even if they were full of fire, they were soothed at the moment. When I heard that the child had been lost, the police were helping to find someone, and there was nothing more to say, and they spread out in coordination.

All the staff in the haunted house also received a notification, immediately changed their outfits, and helped find someone in the haunted house. All the strange music and lights in the haunted house were stopped, and the extremely bright incandescent lights were turned on.

Gong Chengyi came forward and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Bian, would you like to call my dad?"

Hang Qing glanced at him somehow.

What is Gong Tianlai doing? Gong Tian's presence may not be of much use.

Gong Chengxuan thought, but Mr. Bian lost his child at home, it must be very anxious ... Such a person may not be found. Gong Chengxi thought about making a phone call to Gong Tian secretly.

He came over from class today. This is all sacrificed for Mr. Bian, how great ...

Not far away, the tourists who were stopped outside the cordon fenced up nicely, and some people were whispering something. Hang Qing turned around and walked towards them. His men became tense one by one, and they all thought that the host was in such a noisy environment, and finally couldn't help the irritability in his body, so he went forward and started to do it.

In fact, Hang Qing just stopped in front of them.

"You just said that half a month ago, there were people here?"

"Ah?" The young boy was asked. The boy blushed with his girlfriend next to him and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, I lost a 13-year-old girl. Because of her age It is relatively large. Everyone is guessing whether it was intentional to leave, and no one has been found yet. "

"Okay, I see." Hang Qing turned around. The men behind him were still asleep.

After returning, Hang Qing relayed the words to the police.

"Do you suspect a relationship?" The policeman asked.

"Isn't it reasonable? Trouble you to keep the entrance and exit tight and check the access control of the amusement park at the same time. If I were a kidnapping kid, I would not choose to leave at this time. I would wait for the park to close soon At that time, many people mixed in when they went out together. "Hang Qingdan said indifferently.

"Well, you make some sense. But can these two children rule out that they left alone?"

"Of course. They will not be emotional." Hang Qing felt that as one of their main characters was attacked by a villain, he would not be stupid enough to escape at this time.

The police nodded and arranged immediately.

Gong Chengzhang scratched his head and scratched his head, couldn't help muttering. Why haven't you come yet ...

About a few minutes passed.

The person in charge of the amusement park came over and said, "I have searched in the haunted house. No one."

"Then why did your staff not see the two children coming out?"

"It's ... maybe it's too many people and didn't notice it for a while."

Hang Qing interjected: "Look at the monitoring."

The person in charge coldly nodded his head and busy to adjust the monitoring.

When I came back after checking the monitoring, the person in charge looked a little ugly: "No, no. No one was seen on the monitoring."

"That's weird. People went in but didn't see them. They sent people in and haven't found them yet?" The policeman frowned.

I don't know who whispered, "Isn't it a haunted one? This is really a haunted house."

The person in charge smiled reluctantly.

Hang Qing said, "Where are the staff members who helped find someone just now? They are also working hard, and ask them to come out first." After finishing, Hang Qing looked to his side: "Go and prepare a red envelope for everyone."

The smile on the person in charge is much smoother: "Mr. Bian is paying a fee! It is a cost!" But having said that, the smile on the person in charge is very strong.

"Let me be together, too." A deep voice suddenly interjected.

"Gong Bureau!" Someone shouted immediately.

Hang Qing glanced back, wearing a police uniform, the tall man walked quickly and followed a few policemen behind him.

It's Gong Tian.

Although Gong Tian was the deputy director, no one would be stupid enough to call him a deputy bureau, so he always called out Gong bureau.

Hang Qing originally wanted to ignore it, but thought that his attitude could not be changed so much, and that he would probably use Gong Tian in the future. So he turned back and smiled at Gong Tianwei, "You are here."

Gong Tian softened a little.

"Well," he responded lowly, "I'll go with you."

Hang Qing nodded and refused.

When we got to the exit, all the staff members had been called out, and they were all looking happy. Obviously, I didn't expect to help find someone, but I could get a red envelope so quickly.

Hang Qing's eyes flickered, and he passed them without any trace.

Hang Qing extended his hand, and immediately put the envelope bag into Hang Qing's hand. They only retrieved the envelope bag temporarily. After Hang Qing took it, he removed the outside bag. What could be a more immediate stimulus than a flaming banknote?

Hang Qing took the money out of it and sent it one by one.

Everyone is a thousand.

Such an unexpected fortune!

The bottom of their eyes was slightly lighted.

"Tough work." Hang Qing glanced deeply at one of the staff members: "I'll have to trouble you again to take us in again. If I find someone, I will definitely pay a heavy reward."

Heavy money? What kind of money will it be? They are all