Chapter 1281

Although he was angry and worried, Fu Yunshen didn't delay driving at all. He kept up with the rear of the car in front of him and kept the safest distance.

Now it is more than 1:00 in the morning. The night of early winter is more and more quiet. There is no car on the road. The trees are whirling in the moonlight, which makes people feel cool.

However, Ling Zhenyu's heart is like a fire, inexplicably flustered.

Holding the cell phone tightly, he held it in front of him again and again to see if there was a signal on it. He had never hoped that the mobile phone prompt would ring, or that there was news from the bodyguard, or from the police, or from Fang Qingchen

For the first time, except Qiqi, I was looking forward to other people's phone calls!

As time went by, the car was speeding all the way. Fu Yunshen gently advised:

"since the people have been taken away, wait a moment and follow Fang Shao to make a good plan. Zhenyu, remember that you must not be impulsive and pay attention to your body."

Weighing the current interests, Ling Zhenyu nodded heavily.

From knowing that Qiqi is missing to now, he has taken medicine twice, and he has to control his emotions.

The car turned left and right, and finally slowed down. The car in front of it stopped in the open space at the gate of the factory. They found Fang Qingchen standing on the open space that was about to leave.

Obviously, the other party also found their car very early. Fang Qingchen stood by the door with a serious expression, narrowing his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.

As soon as the car stopped, Ling Zhenyu rushed out of the cart door, strode to him and asked simply, "is there any clue left?"

The other party just shook his head and sighed heavily. Looking back at the old factory gate and the abandoned warehouse with lights on in the yard, he said in a leisurely way:

"people are taken away from here. I feel like I'm back in Lingzhou."

Ling Zhenyu didn't answer, and walked towards the warehouse with long legs.

No matter whether people are there or not, he must go to see for himself and feel Kiki's loneliness and helplessness there.

Very short distance, walk very slowly, originally natural and unrestrained step now like pouring lead.

The shadow of the lamp stretched his figure very long and long, casting it all the way to the innermost wall of the warehouse.

He was at the door of the warehouse, peering in with his eyes.

The light inside is very dark. It's a large rectangular room. The length is about four times the width. The more you go inside, the darker it gets. Qiqi should not dare to go inside. She must have been standing at the door waiting for him to come to rescue her. She must have cried

But finally did not wait for him, he is not not not to come, is unable to find, useless to die!

After remorse, he walked inside step by step, until he came to the opposite wall, reaching out to touch the cold brick wall

He did not know how to vent his anger. He was only angry about why there was a warehouse here, why his woman was locked here, and why he was isolated from the outside!

There was a slight cough behind him. Fang Qingchen looked at his bloody hands and advised him:

"we will find it."

Although he said so, he felt no better than the people in front of him, and he was even more anxious, because Qiqi called him for help himself, and finally he didn't arrive in time. Even now, he didn't know where the people were.

Two men stand in the warehouse, their long figures overlap, and their goals are the same.

Fang Qingchen said in advance:

"I sent people to check the monitoring of all intersections. An hour and a half ago, a long Bugatti appeared, but after driving out from here, the whole traffic network of Lingzhou was paralyzed for 10 minutes. When Bugatti appeared, I thought Qiqi had been changed by them..."

The man, who had no voice for a long time, finally said in a deep voice:

"so their plan is very careful. In the middle of the plan, they let the fat man do it because they are confused, or there is no reason to add a sum of money?"

"We can't say that. After all, without the fat man, they are more likely to expose themselves directly. Now all we know is just a bank account."

As soon as Fang Qingchen's voice fell, Ling Zhenyu's mind flashed. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed. As soon as the phone was connected, he told him to go on:

"check the call records of the fat man, and ask to investigate every call after 12 o'clock, whether it's in or out."

After cutting off the phone, Ling Zhenyu turned around, squinted at the defeated yard and asked in a cold voice:

"do you have any premonitions?"

Fang Qingchen sighed heavily and then shook his head helplessly:

"I don't have a premonition, and I don't want to feel anything. I just hope to find her early. Even if I know that her mind is on you, it doesn't matter, as long as she is happy --"

after that, he lifted his feet to the door and left a low voice:

"in any case, I will not give up. "

They haven't said so much together for a long time. If they remember correctly, the last time they met was probably at the dining table over there in the supreme district. Two people were fighting wine. They both looked coldly at Qiqi in the middle.But now Fang Qingchen would rather watch Qiqi show her love in front of him than guess whether she is safe or not.

Thinking of the tears on his innocent face, he felt the same pain as knife stirring.

The phone rang for a while, but he didn't hear it. The bodyguard reminded him. He came back and took out his mobile phone without thinking. However, when he saw the phone number on the screen, his originally desired vision was dimmed. The next moment he pressed the refuse button, opened the door and got into the car. He said to the crash:

"drive."

Several cars drove away at the same time, and in a twinkling the silence was restored inside and outside the small factory.

Fu Yunshen stood at the door of the factory, staring at the man who had not moved for a long time in the warehouse.

The bodyguard nearby followed him and asked tentatively:

"doctor Fu, shall we go in? Mr. Ling was alone in the room, looking at people.... "

Very sad.

Tall figure is covered with loneliness, from his whole body exudes the aura can feel this man's concern.

Fu Yun takes a deep breath, looks up at the man's back helpless mouth. :

"let him stay a little longer, at least he can be quiet in there."

There used to be a woman's breath in it. No one could understand that kind of psychology except myself.

But Fu Yun deep can understand, with an Liqi when he left, the man secretly drove to the cemetery.

He is not good at talking, but it does not mean that he has no feelings. Facts show that it is precisely this kind of person that uses deep feelings.

Love him, can not persuade.

Let him go.

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