As early as the conference was over, Song Qingyou changed clothes. At this moment, wearing a mask. As long as it is not high -profile, it will not be recognized for a while.

The two of them followed behind the person, and after a while, they arrived at the entrance and exit of the southeast of the venue where the press conference was.

However, the imagination, the picture surrounded by the bodyguard is not at all.

Not only that, the non -rich or expensive old man in the population of the speech is completely disappeared.

The young man looked around and quickly explained Song Qingyou.

"Sister Song, I really didn't lie to you, it was the old gentleman's bodyguard, saying that let me talk to you ... But I don't know, why do they suddenly disappear ..."

Seeing that the other party was about to be incoherent, Chen Lan patted his shoulder and said:

"Don't be nervous, we don't doubt that you are deceiving."

"Maybe the gentleman thought it was too long, and left directly."

"Yes." The young man nodded, "It should be like this ..."

Before the three of them finished, the noise not far away passed over.

"I don't know him at all! He is either a wolf or a trafficker! You call the police! Who will help me report the police?!"

Women's voice is very sharp, and she can hear her anger.

"I really don't know him! You believe me!"

"Let me go! Let me go! Did you hear it?!"

Song Qingyou was attracted by the sound and walked unconsciously.

Multi -time leisure and righteousness are the two concepts. If it is really a trafficking woman, she doesn't want to stand by.

So when Chen Lan was still talking to the young man who said, Song Qingyou hugged the cat and walked towards the crowd.

In the crowd, a hot mom pushing a stroller was grabbed by an old man's wrist.

The hot mom's mouth is still crying:

"I said it, I don't know him, he didn't want to do it to me, or to traffic my child!"

The old man who was said to be "hand -handed" was carrying a transparent food bag in his hand, and there were some broken cakes inside.

He seemed to be scared by a woman, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Eat ... for ... Xiaoxiao eat."

"Cake cake, give Xiaoxiao, eat Xiaoxiao!"

The woman took the hand of his pastry and handed over the pastry, and he said with a lot of words:

"How do you know my daughter's name is Xiaoxiao? It must be the investigation, right? You have a stinky trafficker!"

There are more and more people who eat melon, and there are many enthusiastic people in the crowd to help women pull the elderly away.

The old man seemed to feel the surrounding environment. The words jumped out of your mouth were still the same as just now.

"Pulling people away, the old man is not very normal."

"Don't go to jail if you murdered with neuropathy, don't look at the excitement, hurry up."

"What is it in his hand? Look at the strange and disgusting."

"Maybe it will be touched porcelain! It is best to go far away, don't be stagnant, the family is giving birth."

The discussion of the surroundings is getting louder.

At this time, the woman who was caught just now reacted. Seeing that the old man's spirit was abnormal, he was rescued by a kind elder brother, and quickly pushed the infant car and ran away.

"Xiaoxiao, don't run."

"Grandpa's Xiaoxiao!"

The old man seemed to be crazy, and the lively person quickly spread out.

Song Qingyou looked at the clothes of the old man.

The clothes do not see the brand, but in terms of tailoring and texture, the high -definition herself is better.

So most of the old people ran out of the house.

She thought about it, but decided to report to a police first.

But after no one was around, the old man quickly turned and looked at her.

"Xiao Xiao-"

When the old man saw Song Qinggou, he blurted out. It was just now.

After a while, he shook his head again, "Xiaoxiao ... Xiaoxiao is still a little baby, you are not

Xiaoxiao. ""

Song Qingyou was worried that the elderly walked in the middle of the road, and simply helped him.

"Yes, I am not Xiaoxiao."

She just wanted to ask the old man, and I still didn't remember where her home was, and saw the other person staring at herself, and then caught her hand in turn:

"Manzhen? Why are you here too? Manzhen?"

"Manzhen, Xiaoxiao is gone! Xiaoxiao is gone!"

Song Qingyou is almost confused.

However, the elderly's mental state is unstable, and the person who recognizes the wrong is also in common sense.

"Old man, I'm not Manzhen ..."

"no?"

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, and then shook his head.

"Why not Manzhen?"

"You are Manzhen!"

"You are exactly the same as Manzhen! Don't want to lie to me!"

Seeing the decisiveness of the old man, Song Qingyou didn't want to argue with him, so he asked:

"Do you want to walk with me, go there for a while?"

Having said that, he also pointed to the venue of the conference.

"Go, go together." The old man nodded obediently, "Walk with Manzhen."

Probably he trusted this person called "Manzhen". The old man was held by Song Qingyou. Instead of not to be in trouble, he also asked if she was tired or not ...

When Chen Lan came over, Song Qingyou had already returned with an old man.

"Grapefruit, you-"

Chen Lan was surprised, and then went to see the person behind him, "This will not ..."

Is that big guy?

Those who didn't wait for the passage to speak, Song Qingyou answered for him: "No."

"This old man should be scattered with his family, Sister Lan, please help you report to the police."

"Oh." Chen Lan responded well and took out his phone and called.

The young people behind looked at the old man and asked carefully: "Sister Song, he is not very mentally ..."

Song Qingyou: "Hush."

"I mean, in fact, there is a high -level nursing home nearby. Do you say that the elderly will run out of the nursing home?"

Song Qingyou looked up: "Sanios?"

"Sister Song didn't know?" The young man froze and scratched his head. "Sorry, my family was nearby, and I forgot that Sister Song was not here."

"I don't know much about this nursing home. I only know that I have strictly in and out. I just listened to my classmates before, and I don't know where I was. Anyway, I should be a rich man ..."

Song Qingyou, regardless of whether the nursing home is high or high or not, she interrupts the other party, "Does this nursing home have foreign contact information?"

"No? Some people say that this nursing home may be private and does not business, but I don’t know who is living inside ..."

Song Qingyou heard the words, and suddenly had no interest.

On the other side, Chen Lan reported the police and answered another call before returning.

"Someone has already sent the car, we go first, or ..."

Her eyes fell on the old man.

Song Qingyou looked at the hand that he was grasped firmly and sighed: "Good people do it at the end, first wait here."

And the cat she held in the other hand has been staring at the old man who has been sitting obedient since he since just now.

—— Jiang Zhihan always thinks that this old man looks familiar, but for a while and a half, he can't remember where he is.
Chapter completed!