Hearing this, Zhan Yeling stepped out like the wind.
Soon, he went to kindergarten.
All the staff in the kindergarten were trembling, none of them could cope with Zhan Yeling's overwhelming anger.
"I don't know when the kindergarten's surveillance broke down, and it didn't record it in the afternoon..." the principal said nervously in front of Zhan Yeling.
Zhan Yeling gritted his teeth: "Damn it! There is no need for a useless kindergarten!"
He kicked over the desk.
Then he left with a stern look all over his body.
Not long after Zhan Yeling left, the dean received a call from the Education Bureau: "The kindergarten is closed. All teachers, including the dean, will be investigated and will never be able to enter the education industry."
The dean was drained of strength, and his whole body was limp on the ground.
Zhan Yeling led his people to search for Qianqian.
An hour has passed since school ended.
If Qianqian was abducted by traffickers, the traffickers should still be in the city.
As long as you stop all the vehicles and check them one by one, there will be hope.
Therefore, at all traffic intersections, traffic police quickly appeared, and cars were stopped one by one for inspection.
Among them were Zhan Yeling's bodyguards who were helping to stop the vehicle and inspect the interior of the vehicle.
Zhan Yeling watched the surveillance cameras in every corner of the city, his nerves tensed.
At this time, Qianqian was being tied to a van.
A man was driving in front of him.
He saw traffic police inspecting vehicles at the crossroads ahead, so he hurriedly called his employer.
"There are traffic police at all intersections in the city. They should be looking for this child. What should we do?" the man asked in a panic.
"Come to Ling's Group, the underground garage." Miffel's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Okay." After the man hung up the phone, he quickly turned around and drove in the opposite direction.
He was not far from Ling's Group, and there were no red street lights, so he soon arrived at Ling's Group.
Yening Garden.
Butler Li knelt in the hall, in great pain.
The other six children were also sitting on the sofa, their little faces full of worry.
All the while, it was their big brother who was leading them, playing or whatever.
Now, their big brother is gone.
They are like little Luoluo without a leader, they have no idea.
At the same time they were worried about their brother and hoped he was okay.
When Shi Miao just woke up and went downstairs, she saw Li Butler kneeling in the hall, with his head buried, tears streaming down his face.
The children are also like frosted eggplants, each one wilting.
Shi Miao took a glance and found that Qianqian was not among them.
She thought, Qianqian might have gone to the study to play with the computer.
This little guy, every time he comes back, he sticks in the study, plays with the computer, and doesn't like to do homework.
The first thing she was worried about was Steward Li. She stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Uncle Li, what's wrong with you, don't kneel down, get up quickly..."
"Ma'am, I'm guilty, I don't deserve to get up..." Butler Li became even more sad, and confessed in front of Shi Miao.
"What happened?" Shi Miao was puzzled.
"I lost young master Qianqian..." Butler Li cried.
Shi Miao was startled, her pupils dilated, and her whole body was numb with shock, almost to death.
But soon, she stabilized her mind and kept herself calm. Now is not the time to collapse, she must find Qianqian as soon as possible.
"Uncle Li, tell me, why did he disappear?" Shi Miao's voice was trembling with fright.
"When I picked up the children from school, there were clearly seven children, but when I turned around, I didn't see Young Master Qianqian." Butler Li said the situation at that time.
"Is he carrying Qianqian's schoolbag by himself?" Shi Miao asked nervously.
Butler Li nodded: "Carry it on your back."