The more Ling Zi thought about it, the more his cell phone rang.

It's still the same old phone that has been with him for five years.

"Hey, Ziyue, I have some shocking news for you."

"Han Muxue contacted me."

"Isn't it normal for you to keep in touch when you do activities together?"

"No, no, no, she suddenly contacted me in the middle of the night last night and asked me to help her hide the two girls. At dawn, she would find a way to take them out of the villa and call the police."

Gu Yan became mysterious and his tone was inexplicably excited.

"Coincidentally, the Han family had an inexplicable fire last night. I heard that a strange guest room on the second floor burned down, and it was right next to Han Muxue's room."

"Tell me, does it have anything to do with Han Muxue?"

"Where are the two girls?"

"In my cafe. They don't want to go to the police station."

Gu Yan sighed. He didn't quite understand, but he chose to respect it.

"I'll be there soon."

Ling Ziyue put on his coat, and before leaving, he couldn't help but take a sip of bitter coffee.

He mentally reviewed every moment of his first meeting and getting along with Han Muxue, as if watching a movie, and listened to Gu Yan's narration of all the information about this national goddess and traffic flower at the nightclub together.

Han Muxue is weak, but she is full of martial virtue and very skilled;

Han Muxue hates bitterness, but she has a special liking for bitter coffee, and she can speak eloquently;

Han Muxue doesn't like to talk. She behaves like a good girl and is fresh and fresh. However, she is full of "foul words" and doesn't shy away from them. She talks quickly, is carefree, and walks with a wind.

She was drugged, but she was still able to remember the legal provisions...

They are clearly two people, two completely different people at heart.

"President, are you going out?"

Seeing Ling Zi Yue going out with his coat in a hurry, Li Jiaming expressed concern, but who knew that Ling Zi Yue's next sentence gave him a slap in the face.

"I'm going out for a while. Before three o'clock in the afternoon, I want to see all the project planning information and financial statements within five years."

"Okay, okay."

This workload caused Li Jiaming to whimper and collapse on the spot.

This new president is terrible.

No name cafe.

The two girls are both pretty, their eyes are timid when looking at strangers, their bodies are tight and very sensitive.

Gu Yan poured a cup of hot milk for each of them, but he didn't dare to get too close for fear of stressing them, so he just stood far away and chatted.

"How old are you?"

The two girls looked at each other. The bolder one put down the cup and stared into her clear eyes. The index and middle fingers were crossed, the other three fingers were bent, and the other hand stretched out its palm and spread its five fingers.

"You, are you deaf-mute?"

Gu Yan stood up and exclaimed, unconsciously taking a step forward, causing the two little girls to tremble and almost burn their hands from the hot milk spilled from the tilted cup.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be afraid, there are no bad people here, my brother will protect you!"

"The biggest bad guy here is probably you!"

A rich, mocking voice sounded.

The two girls looked at the deserted door, and when they pushed open the door, an upright and upright man walked in.

"Arrived so soon? Sure enough, you care about everything about her."

Gu Yan smiled and came forward to say hello.

Ling Ziyue's sharp eyes fell on these two pitiful girls, the windows of a pure soul that was not stained by worldly dust. He frowned and immediately came to the conclusion: "Underage?"

Gu Yan nodded.

"Yeah, he's very young and can't speak yet. But he can sign language. Maybe you can get something from asking the welfare home of the deaf-mute school in this city."

Ling Ziyue felt a little sad.

If it hadn't been for her, we don't know what kind of tragic fate would have awaited the two kidnapped girls.

"Someone else is coming soon, and I guarantee you will be shocked!"

"who?"

The answer to the mystery was soon revealed.

Ding Ling!

The door of the cafe was pushed open again.

"Young Master Gu, please put an entry blanket at your door. It's too inconvenient and keeps slipping."

Before Han Mu Snowman entered, Sui Sui's thoughts floated in first.

When the two girls saw the person clearly, their eyes lit up. They put down their cups and ran over, one on the left and the other on the right, throwing themselves into Han Muxue's arms.

Han Muxue took a small step back as the two girls collided, and then she stroked the soft hair of the two girls with a gentle look on her face.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, there are good people here!"

The sunshine was just right, shining on the three people, and slowly slipped into Ling Ziyue's heart bit by bit.

Soft, itchy, ripples after waves, the spring breeze blows on my face.

"Why don't you want to go to the police station?"

Her eyes were so gentle and watery, and she was reluctant to speak loudly. She spoke softly, which was rarely seen in Ling Zi.

One of the girls hurriedly made two "Ahhh" signs, and Han Muxue was shocked to realize that the two children could not speak.

"Can you write?"

The girl nodded.

So Han Muxue took out her phone, switched to handwriting mode, demonstrated how to use it, and handed it to her.

The girl quickly wrote a line on her mobile phone: Because her sister is still in their hands.

Han Muxue felt sad for a while.

"How long has your sister been missing?"

Half a month.

"Why did you disappear?"

I don’t know, he must have been taken away by bad guys.

"Where are your parents?"

Our parents went out to work and never came back, and grandpa couldn't afford to support us.

"Then where do you live and where do you go to school?"

In Pingyao Town, Teacher Bai from our town went out to solicit investment and came back to build a school for us, as well as a playground and dormitory, so that we could study and eat.

But in recent years, there are always a few classmates missing from the class every once in a while.

Half a month ago, my grandpa said that I could go to a big city and wear a floral dress and live a good life.

I knew what this meant, but I was reluctant to do so, but when my sister heard that there was a flowery skirt to wear, she started to argue and wanted to go. I got so angry that I beat my sister, but then one day when I came home from school, I found that my sister was really gone.

Already.

The girl's writing hand began to tremble uncontrollably, and she burst into tears. She was sobbing because she couldn't control her sadness, and her whole body was trembling in pain.

She could no longer narrate at all.

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault."

Han Muxue's heart was tugged. Would a teenage girl have to suffer such cruel suffering just because her family was poor?

She couldn't bear to tell her that half a month was enough for those bad guys to send her sister into the dark quagmire, or even to death.

"Since you dare to come here alone to find your sister, you must believe in yourself, your sister, and even more, the police."

The girl's eyes stared at Han Muxue for a long time without blinking.

In the end, she nodded with great difficulty and made this decision.

Several people hurriedly drove to the Municipal Headquarters.

In front of the door of the interrogation room, I saw Han Muxue sitting next to the two girls, caring for them and helping them look at them seriously.

Ling Ziyue, Ji Feiyu and the two people standing outside the door were deep in thought.

I have to say that Han Muxue's guidance was very helpful. It not only comforted the reporter's emotions to the greatest extent, but also provided timely guidance and added many details.

Very professional.

The more Ling Zi remembered their first meeting, as an enthusiastic citizen, she used to catch thieves on the street, and her binding techniques, there were too many doubts, all showing that she was either Han Muxue or Bai Chuchu.

"She seems to know a lot about interrogating transcripts."

Ji Feiyu folded his arms and sighed.

"Team Ji, is there a possibility that she is not Han Muxue."

Ling Ziyue put forward his conjecture at the right time, which made Ji Feiyu full of doubts.

"Then who is she?"

Ji Feiyu turned his head and looked at Ling Ziyue in confusion.
Chapter completed!