In the room.
Ji Jinchuan's mobile phone rings. He goes to pick it up. What is shown above is the old house's phone. He frowns slightly, but he still switches it on.
There came the housekeeper's anxious voice: "the eldest young master, the second young grandmother is missing."
His brow frowned more tightly: "then send someone to find it. I'm not a policeman."
The housekeeper said, "she went out early in the morning, but she hasn't come back yet. She has searched all the places she should look for. Do you know where she will go?"
Ji Jinchuan took a look at his watch. It was eleven o'clock. He suddenly thought that when he was in his old house this morning, he saw that Fang Yaqing's dress was different from usual.
When he hung up, he flipped through the calendar, saw the date on it, and had already guessed where she had gone.
He walked out and heard the sound of the water in the bathroom. He thought of Fang Yaqing's present situation, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door.
Shen Youran comes out of the bathroom and Ji Jinchuan is gone from the room.
Hearing the sound of a car in the yard downstairs, she walked quickly to the window and saw the black Maybach disappear in front of her eyes.
It's late. Where is he going?
She went to pick up her cell phone and called him.
After the car left Nanhai Bay, Ji Jinchuan remembered that he was in a hurry and didn't say hello to Shen Youran. He took out his mobile phone and called her, but he was on the phone.
Cut off the phone, he left his mobile phone on the shelf and drove to the cemetery.
It was more than 12 o'clock when he arrived. The guard came out of the cemetery with a flashlight. He asked, "is there anyone in there?"
The old man replied, "yes, that girl is crying bitterly. No matter how I persuade her, she will not leave. Young man, who are you? "
Ji Jinchuan light answer: "I am her elder brother."
"Then you go and persuade her to stay in the cemetery at night. Even if you are brave enough, you will feel flustered."
Ji Ji Jinchuan nods and walks to the cemetery. After two steps, the guardian suddenly stops him.
"Wait a minute, young man."
He looked back at the old man. He stepped forward two steps and gave the flashlight to him: "you take this, I'll keep the door for you. I'll persuade your sister to open it up."
To "younger sister" this appellation, Ji Jinchuan Leng Leng, immediately understood is the elder uncle misunderstood what, he did not explain, the warm light way: "thank you."
"Hurry up, she's alone in it. She must be scared out of her wits," he urged
Ji Jinchuan nodded and flashed into the cemetery.
It was early morning, and it was dark, and there was a gloomy feeling in the silence.
The way up the mountain is a step. When he is about to arrive at the cemetery of Fang Yaqing's parents, he hears the sound of crying in front of him.
The flashlight was too old and the light was dim. He could see a man in front of him.
"Who is there?"
No one answered, as if the sobbing was just an illusion.
After a moment's silence, Fang Yaqing's hoarse voice sounded in front of him: "big brother, is that you?"
Ji Jinchuan quickly walked in with a flashlight, stopped outside her two steps, looked at her from a commanding position, and said in a cold voice, "it's so late, why don't you go home?"
Fang Yaqing sat on the steps and looked up at him with tears in his eyes. His voice was hoarse and hoarse: "I'm going back."
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