Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

A group of bodyguards went from room to room, checking every suspicious corner.

The gallery owner watched helplessly as his little hidden compartments, which no one could see, were opened and exposed, and he was so embarrassed that his toes were on the ground.

But before he could blush, he heard a bodyguard searching the second floor say on the intercom: "Master Zhan, there is a situation on the second floor!"

When Zhan Mochen heard the sound, he immediately led people to run upstairs.

The room where the baby clothes were found was a lounge with a bed, table and chairs.

When Zhan Mochen entered, the room was empty except for a few bodyguards surrounding the bed.

There was no sign of twins on the bed, only two baby coats, one pink and one blue.

Zhan Mochen grabbed the two coats and looked at them carefully, confirming that they were the clothes worn by the twins on the day of their [-]-day feast.

But now, there is no sign of the child, but the clothes are still warm to the touch!

It seems that the person who sent the message is indeed related to the child, and he should not be far away yet!
"Chase!"

Zhan Mochen gave an order and chased out with a few people.

The remaining bodyguards also continued to act in an orderly manner. Some continued to search the unfinished rooms, and some jumped directly from the window to follow.

The gallery owner watched helplessly as the bodyguard in black jumped from the window sill on the second floor, his hands and feet were so scared that his hands and feet went cold.

These people are really not afraid of death.

But what did they find in him just now?

The gallery owner panicked and quickly followed him out.

Once I got out, I realized something was wrong.

The guests who had just left outside were breaking out of the encirclement one by one, their faces as pale as earth.

And his gallery was surrounded by countless bodyguards in black.

The gallery owner's scalp suddenly became numb and his hair stood on end!
What bastard is causing trouble in his gallery? Are you planning to kill him? !
It's a pity that Zhan Mochen and his people searched all around, turned the gallery inside and out several times, and checked all the guests, but in the end they found nothing.

Even the surveillance cameras inside the gallery were damaged beyond repair.

The other party didn't want to leave any clues to them.

But the place was tightly surrounded and surrounded by his people, so the opponent should be unable to fly.

In the end, they disappeared without a trace. Could it be possible that they would escape?
Zhan Mochen couldn't figure it out.

Song Jing and Bai Chongbu, who were on the periphery to support the inspection, couldn't figure it out either.

But the fact is before us, even if they dig the gallery three feet into the ground, there will be no results.

Zhan Mochen could only let people continue to stare at the gallery and go back with the two clothes.

In the hospital, Mrs. Bai was talking to An Yan.

After receiving the message, Zhan Mochen led people to find it, but Mrs. Bai was very upset.

Not only was he worried that the people behind him had some conspiracy and trap waiting for Zhan Mochen, but he was also worried that they had made a mistake.

She was restless and restless at home, so she simply came to the hospital to stay with An Yan.

An Yan had been in a coma for two days. Her palm-sized face finally had some color, but it was still frighteningly pale and haggard.

Seeing Mrs. Bai coming over, An Yan reluctantly cheered up and chatted with her for a few words.

Mrs. Bai hesitated to speak, wondering whether she should tell An Yan about the message.

She wanted to give her granddaughter a little hope and let her know that there was news about her child and that she should get well soon.

But she was afraid that this clue would be useless and would instead make her fall into deeper self-blame and sadness.

While Mrs. Bai was hesitating, Zhan Mochen came back with someone.When they heard the door knock, they both looked over. An Yan immediately saw the two small coats Zhan Mochen was holding.

"These are Wanwan and Xixi's clothes!"

An Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, she suddenly opened the quilt and got out of bed, staggered towards Zhan Mochen, grabbed two pieces of clothes in her hands, and looked at Zhan Mochen with hope.

"Yes, they are the children's clothes. Where are the children? They are back, right?"

"Yanyan..."

Zhan Mochen hugged the shaky An Yan, his eyes lowered, not daring to look at her.

The hoarse voice was full of pain and guilt: "I'm sorry, wife, I still can't bring the child back..."

An Yan was stunned, and the light in her eyes instantly went out.

The next moment, her tears fell down.

"But how did you find the child's clothes? Is the child, is it..."

An Yan's sad voice gradually dropped and turned into silent sobs.

She didn't dare to think about it, she really didn't dare to think about it!

Zhan Mochen's eyes had already turned red, but he did not dare to cry in front of the woman he loved.

He pressed An Yan's tear-stained face tightly to his chest, looked up at the ceiling, and tightened his jaw. After a while, the redness in his eyes gradually faded.

"It's okay, the child must be okay... I'm only a little bit away from finding Wanwan and Xixi today. Don't worry, I will definitely bring them back next time. You believe me!"

Zhan Mochen comforted the little woman crying in his arms with a hoarse voice, trying his best to convey a calm emotion to her.

An Yan didn't answer, she just held his clothes tightly and cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.

Zhan Mochen stopped talking and held her quietly, letting her vent the sadness accumulated during this period with tears.

Mrs. Bai looked at the two small clothes held in An Yan's arms and couldn't help crying, but she thought of another possibility.

When An Yan gradually stopped crying in Zhan Mochen's arms and her mood calmed down again, Mrs. Bai pulled her to sit down on the sofa and asked Zhan Mochen to explain the whole thing clearly.

Zhan Mochen talked about their search in the gallery to no avail, and also said that when they got two pieces of clothing, they were still warm.

When Mrs. Bai heard this, she was shocked and looked at An Yan excitedly: "Xiaoyan, did you hear that? After the child was taken away, the clothes were still warm, which means that the child is fine and nothing happened!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Bai carefully turned over two small clothes and showed them to An Yan.

"Look, the two clothes are relatively clean, and there are milk stains on them, which means those people just took the child away, but didn't do anything to the child. The child is still fine!"

After An Yan heard Mrs. Bai's words, the hope-filled light appeared again in her eyes.

She took two pieces of clothing from Mrs. Bai and looked at them carefully.

Sure enough, there were not very dry milk stains on it.

This shows that the child is still alive and that the person who took the child away also fed the child.

What they want is not the lives of the two children.

Realizing this, the big stone in An Yan's heart suddenly fell back by half, and she regained her spirits.

She clenched the two clothes tightly, and her eyes when she looked at Zhan Mochen no longer had the despair that she had before, but gradually became brighter.

"I have asked Song Jing to track down the number that sent the message. As long as the owner of that number can be found, the child will definitely be able to find it, right?"

Zhan Mochen was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly: "Yes."

He knew that his little woman was not that fragile! (End of chapter)