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"This body seems to come out of thin air! It's strange that no one reported a case when there was no living person? The family didn't respond! It's not like being an orphan without relatives or a wandering beggar? "

Looking back at him, Mo Yan sighed again:

"Sometimes, women are more careful than men. This time it's really thanks to the forensic lady. Otherwise, I don't know when I can solve this case and pick you up -"

If he stays in there for a year and a half, he may be the first to kill him.

It's hard to be a company boss! Sure enough, it's the best assistant. Someone on top is pushing and someone below is calling. Just use your head and run errands occasionally!

Thinking all his life, Mo Yan couldn't help but secretly despise himself: he didn't attend! Sure enough, I'm not expected to be a general. I don't even have any ideas!

At this time, Feng Yimo also raised his head distractedly and said, "Hao's girlfriend?" My friend?

Did he miss anything? How many turns have you taken? Who?

"It's the chemical genius known as the 'poisonous rose', the one pulled out of prison. Her name is Ye Ling. Her friend seems to be Yu or something! It's said that Lu Shao seems to be a little... Serious about Ye Ling! However, both of them are full of talent and have some real skills! "

Mo Yan began to gossip and Feng Yimo was dizzy when he heard the whole story: "Hmm ~"

Really, who is detained? How can you say better than him?

Suddenly, Feng Yimo's face changed. He was so excited that his hands trembled: "stop! Stop! "

"Brother Feng?"

Suddenly turning back, Mo Yan was startled: "brother Feng, what's the matter?"

He blinked his eyes and rubbed them forcefully. His lips trembled, Feng Yimo screamed, and a layer of water mist immediately floated on his eyes:

"She's still alive! She's still alive! "

Reaching out, he spread his mobile phone in front of Mo Yan: "look, look! She is still alive, Xiao Li is still alive, she must still be alive. She praised her grandmother! "

Mo Yan's mind was confused when his sight fell. On his mobile phone, there was a space sent by grandma Feng. He took a pious picture of incense praying in front of the temple on the mountain, but the message was - children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren's blessings!

Look at the date. It was yesterday. I guess grandma went for his suspected detention!

There are only two people who like it below. One is Li Nuo and the other is Feng Jingyi. Therefore, it is very conspicuous.

"Her cell phone is in use! She must still be alive! "

Excited to death, Feng Yimo began to tremble: grandma finally learned to send a circle of friends! She praised grandma. Does that mean they may have been in touch?

Picked up his cell phone, Feng Yimo called Li Nuo first, but suddenly a basin of cold water poured down: [sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, please dial later, sorry -]

In an instant, his face changed a few times: "shut down? Why is it off? "

He was dull. Feng Yimo's face was suddenly green and white. His heart was aching. Unconsciously, his hand had been pressed to his heart.

"Brother Feng, are you okay? Come on, don't get excited! Is it just that the mobile phone number is used by others? Or someone else picked it up? Or -- "

"No! unable! She must still be alive! Otherwise, how could she praise grandma? No ~ "

He shook his head eagerly and denied it. Feng Yimo's brain was buzzing. Instead, when he thought of something, he opened her circle of friends. A stream of familiar trends made Feng Yimo's tears stop immediately:

"She's still alive! My little pear is still alive ~ she is still alive ~ "

There seemed to be only one sentence left in his mind. His chest couldn't help surging. For a long time, Feng Yimo didn't move. He took a deep breath, brushed the water mist from the bottom of his eyes, looked at him, and his hand's caressing action stopped suddenly.

A recent development is a self photo of her. Although it is mellow and has only half of her face covered by hair, it can be clearly seen that it is her and she looks very good.

[seven days later, I can finally go home, touching ~ my beloved hometown Qingcheng!]

Followed by a series of crying and smiling expressions, her style, but Feng Yimo's heart suddenly hurt: what has she experienced? Why does her tone seem to be full of emotion?

Finally?

Where is she? What happened to her? Can't she come back? Is it because of an air crash or——

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but nothing made him happier than suddenly seeing her take photos.

The mood was so intense that it was hard to describe. Feng Yimo was silent, and Mo Yan looked incredible: how could this be possible?

She's coming back in seven days? Where is she? You're not flying again, are you?

Conditionally, Feng Yimo's heart suddenly ached: seven days later? Isn't it today?

no

His breathing seemed to stop in an instant: "she came back on today's plane! What time does she go to check? Come on! "

The same accident, he will never allow it to happen to her again!

Absolutely not!

It was difficult to sit and stand. For a while, Feng Yimo's heart hurt as if he was going to be gouged out: "she turned off? Is she already on the plane? "

Ahead, Mo Yan quickly called out after receiving the instruction.

"Brother Feng, if your sister-in-law doesn't die, you will have a blessing. Everything will be fine! I just don't know which airport she landed from? "

The waiting time, every minute and every second, seemed to be suffering. Holding the mobile phone, Feng Yimo's green tendons jumped faintly, but the palm of his hand was full of cold sweat.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yan's cell phone rang.

Turning back, he was obviously excited and ended his tongue: "Nancheng airport is still a Kuala Lumpur plane. The plane has just taken off and arrived at 4 pm!"

Did you really find her information? She's really alive!

It was like a dream. For a moment, Mo Yan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Go to the airport! Check the movement of the plane, use all active relations, find the nearest person, arrange the private plane to pick up halfway in the fastest way, follow the escort all the way, and never make any more mistakes! "

"Yes!"

Then they looked for someone separately, contacted several phones, determined the flight range and current location of the plane, arranged everything, and Feng Yimo quickly rushed to the airport.

At this moment, Feng Yimo's mood and words can't be described. He is willing to exchange the world for the reality and dream of this moment. Holding the dog and holding the mobile phone, his heart seemed to jump out. He covered the deep water mist at the bottom of his eyes again.

Standing at the airport again, Feng Yimo's mood is completely different from the past. At least ten minutes or more than half an hour, someone will inform him of the current position and status of the plane. Every time, he seems to have walked through the gate of death. When the clock strikes four o'clock, looking at the subtitle of the safe arrival of the plane on the display board, Feng Yimo's heart falls to the ground and looks at the dark At the exit of the head moving, another heart was raised again:

So many people? Where is she? Will it squeeze?