Song Mingzhe found that Xiong Miao's car was broken, and he couldn't control it at all.

And, the time bomb he installed in the car, time is up!

I don't know if Xiong Miao got off the car or not.

Worried, he quickly took Xiao Liu to Xiong Miao's car.

He has the location of the car on his computer.

The hotel where he was staying was only two bus stops away from Xiong Miao's car.

Of course he didn't go there by bus, but by taxi.

When we got to the road where Xiong Miao's car was located, it was blocked.

"It's hard to pass, there is a traffic accident ahead, and the police are cleaning up the scene." The driver said.

"What, a traffic accident?" Hearing this, Song Mingzhe was so nervous that his fingers began to tremble.

On his computer, it shows that Xiong Miao's car has been there, and the bomb has exploded.

Could it be, Xiong Miao was killed by the bombing!

"Stop!" Song Mingzhe shouted excitedly.

The driver stopped the car and the central locking system was unlocked.

Song Mingzhe took the children out of the car and walked to the section of the road surveyed by the police ahead.

The closer you get, the heavier your steps.

The scene is unsightly.

The iron pieces of the car were scattered everywhere due to the explosion, and the ground was stained with blood.

Song Mingzhe's legs trembled, the road ahead was only two meters away, but he couldn't move anymore, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

Xiao Liu, who was following behind him, also saw the messy scene ahead.

"Song Shushu, why did Womeng come to Jieli?" Qianqian raised her head and asked in confusion.

"Jieli isn't fun, it's not good-looking." Junjun was dissatisfied, his brows frowned into small knots.

"It's not pretty!" Wan Wan didn't like this place either.

"Song Shushu, Jieli is too scary to mess with, I don't want to eat anything." Ma Ma pouted, her chubby face was full of disgust and fear.

"Well, no porridge!" Lele nodded heavily.

"Song Shushu, didn't you say you wanted to take Womeng to find Mama? Where is Womeng's Mama?" Xiong Baobao's big eyes were filled with tears, and he was about to cry.

The immature voices of the children brought back Song Mingzhe's rationality.

He clenched the little hand in his palm, tried to calm himself down, and stepped forward.

The police came over: "Sir, this is the scene of the incident, please don't get close, especially children, it is not suitable to come here, please take them away."

Song Mingzhe spoke with difficulty: "Excuse me, where is the owner of that red Porsche... now?"

Xiong Miao must be fine, she must have gotten out of the car!

She couldn't have been bombed to pieces!

It must be all right!

When Song Mingzhe asked this sentence, he kept praying in his heart.

"Who are you the owner of the car?" the policeman asked.

"Friend." Song Mingzhe's throat was dry, and he endured the uncomfortable feeling of wanting to cry.

"The owner of the red Porsche was seriously injured and has been taken to the hospital for emergency treatment," the police said.

Although they came later, Zhan Yeling had already taken the car owner away after they came, but according to what they learned, the car owner has not passed away now.

Song Mingzhe's clenched hands slowly relaxed after hearing the police's explanation.

Sent for medical treatment?

It means that Xiong Miao is still alive!

Nothing relaxes his nerves more than this news.

"Song Shushu, Ni Meng is talking about Wo Meng Ma Ma?" Jun Jun asked.

Song Mingzhe almost didn't think about it, so he replied: "No!"

How could he let the children worry along with him?

He was about to leave with the children, but was surrounded by several bodyguards in black suits who suddenly approached.

Song Mingzhe was nervous: "You guys, what do you want to do?"