I, a psychiatrist, see through fate is reasonable, right?

No matter what the little security guard said, the reply he got was only those four words: see my daughter.

The little security guard had gradually turned numb from being scared at the beginning, but the people in the live broadcast room were frightened by the atmosphere and turned on the lights several times.

[Doctor Wen, what is going on? 】

【According to my inference, today should be a script. After all, Dr. Wen has never broadcast a live broadcast in the middle of the night. Since today is an exception, what happened may be a script! 】

[Upstairs thought carefully, admiration!Finally relieved it almost scared me! 】

"I want a token/."

Wen Ying just said three words, but it seemed to explode in the little security guard's mind.

"Brother, sister, I can help you find your daughter, but do you have a token? Otherwise, what if she doesn't know me?"

The little security guard asked with an attitude of trying, but he didn't expect that they, who originally only had four words, escaped a photo from some pocket, some old photos, and the photos were a little wrinkled. I have always carried it on my body and have been rubbed hundreds of times.

The photo was handed over to the little security guard, who immediately caught it with his hands and looked at the happy family of three in the photo.

The child's parents are really similar to the two people in front of him now. The little girl is very cute, snuggling in her mother's arms with a smile on her face.

"Brother and sister, you want me to help you see how your daughter is doing, right?"

The little security guard is not stupid, he reacted when he woke up.

The people in the live broadcast room couldn't understand his feelings. When these two people approached him, he could feel the freezing coldness around him.

The little security wanted to ask if the two were still alive, or how they died, but before they could say it, they were already scared.

What if you offend them by mentioning their sadness?
"Brother and sister, don't worry, I will help you to see how your daughter is doing! Don't worry!"

As if guaranteed by the little security guard, the woman reached out and put a piece of money in the little security guard's hand.

The little security guard dared not refuse to accept the paper money.

The two stared at him for a moment, then returned to the seats where they had first gotten into the car.

The little security guard, whose back was soaked, breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the back of the seat.

"Patient, you must do what you say, or they will come to you again."

The little security guard looked at the photo bitterly, there was a huge crowd, the world was so big, how could it be so easy to find a little girl?
If it were so easy, it would not take more than ten years to find those abducted children in the world.

The little security guard was about to put the money in his pocket, but when he approached the pocket,
【sky!Wasn't it money just now?How did it become a ghost coin? ? ? ? 】

[Doctor Wen, is this a script effect? 】

Wen Ying smiled and did not speak.

[This is of course a script effect!Otherwise, the live broadcast room must be blocked!Dr. Wen will also be taken away for tea! 】

The hand of the little security guard holding the paper money began to tremble again. If he was still thinking about luck before, he is now completely sure!

Trembling, he put the paper money in his pocket, unable to understand why such a thing happened?
Could it be that God thinks he is too salty?
Not promising and not working hard, no fighting spirit, wasting youth and wasting life?So he was severely punished?
The little security guard decided that if this incident is over, he will change to a sales job that will kill people!
I just hope God will let him go this time.

"Patient, you can get out of the car."

When Wen Ying said this, the little security guard looked at the darkness outside. The bus was going to a place where the village and the shop were not in front of it. Can this let him get off?

But, take courage.

"Master, I'm getting out of the car!"

creak!

The bus stopped, the door was opened, and the little security guard ran out of the bus with all his might.

He had the illusion that when he got out of the car just now, those two people, including the uncle driver in the car, were staring at him, making his scalp numb.

The car drove away directly after he left.

The little security guard sat down on the ground, and when he recovered, suddenly the sound of a bus approaching came from a distance, and the little security guard froze.

Where is the second bus coming from?
But the bus stopped directly beside him, "Xiao Zhang! Why are you sitting on the ground alone?"

It was the bus driver who spoke. The little security guard with the lights on the bus couldn't open his eyes. He only raised his head when he heard a familiar voice.

Suddenly, the little security guard couldn't remember the face of the driver of the car just now. What did he look like?
The little security guard immediately got up, wanted to get into the car, but stopped again, he was really too scared, what if there was another road of no return?
"Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you wait at the old place today? We have been waiting for you for 5 minutes!"

The voices of the passengers in the car were very familiar to the security guards in the factory next door who my little security guard knew.

He got into the car instantly.

"I probably drank too much. I don't know how I got here." The little security guard said bitterly.

"Why do you drink so much at night? What if something happens? You are still a child! Don't drink after get off work next time."

The little security guard looked at the people in the car, and the familiar faces made him feel completely at ease.

"Old Zhang, how many buses do we have this evening?"

"One trip, it's always been one trip, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

The little security guard shook his head, "I was a little dazed from drinking just now, it seems that I saw another bus passing in front of me, so I chased after it, but I didn't expect to miss it."

"What!" the people in the car asked in unison.

When Zhang Xin said it again, they looked at each other, "This is the bus we are taking. The driver, Lao Li, has been driving for almost ten years. Can you ask him?"

The driver seems to have heard the voices of everyone chatting, "Yes, I have been driving this road for ten years, and we really only have this class that runs at night. Xiaozhang, are you reading it wrong?"

Zhang Xin nodded, "Maybe I was wrong, but I still saw a couple in the car."

"Absolutely dazzled!"

Until Zhang Xin took the photos out of his pocket, "I put away the photos that fell from the car."

"This... this doesn't look familiar, is it from us?"

Suddenly, Grandma Zhang, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the photo and said, "This seems to be a couple from the next door to my house. The daughter is right, but..."

Grandma Zhang seemed a little hesitant and didn't speak.

"Grandma Zhang, but what? You have whetted everyone's appetite."

"This couple... unlucky! They are already dead!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and even felt a little weird.

How could a dead person appear here again?

But when the old lady thought of this incident, she couldn't help it, "Creating a crime! Tell me, why are there such a bad group of people?"