Chapter 638： Break your brain

The mountain road in Lianhua Village is rugged and narrow, with nine twists and eighteen bends, and the ground is slippery after rain, but the speed of this black car is not reduced.

Fu Shimo sat in the co-pilot, turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the woman who was holding the steering wheel in both hands, wantonly showing off.

He leaned on the seat, and there was a slight smile in the cold Danfeng eyes.

"Hey—"

The car turned quickly, and there was a sound of friction with the ground, and Yan Zhixu's fingers tapped the steering wheel at will.

Noticing the man's scrutiny eyes, she didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

The atmosphere in the car is serene and warm, and even if there is no communication at all, the fatigue on the body can still be swept away and all dissipated.

"Hey—"

The car was extremely fast, and it took less than ten minutes to reach the entrance of Lotus Village.

There are police cars parked outside, and there are two prominent planes in the wide open space.

Seeing this expensive vehicle suddenly approaching, speculation surged in the hearts of others.

"Crack-"

The door opened, and sure enough, the man in light-colored casual clothes under the light of the car was Fu Shimo, one of the missing persons.

A tall and slender man with a black umbrella in his hand strode to the other side of the car door.

After the car door opened, he carefully held an umbrella to cover the rain, and the two looked at each other, as if they were whispering something.

Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo stood side by side, and the shoes on his feet were wet by the accumulation of water.

Director Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them, "It's fine, it's fine."

Just now, he has received several calls from the imperial capital, and if he cannot find the imperial capital, he will probably fly to the scene in person.

Fu Shimo nodded and said, "Thank you Bureau Chen for your concern, I'm sorry to bother you."

Director Chen looked amiable, waved his hands again and again, and looked at the person in front of him with a smile, "Don't bother, don't bother."

After he finished speaking, he quickly took out his mobile phone, found Susukino's phone number on the list and dialed it out, so that all the teams who went out to search for him returned.

"..."

Yan Zhixu looked at the familiar appearance of the two, but did not ask how they met.

After the two of them talked, they walked towards the position where the Yan family and the Nan family were standing.

Fu Shimo seemed to see what she was thinking, and explained softly, "I've done autopsy for the police a few times before, and I'm familiar with it."

She walked under the umbrella, "It's amazing, and it deserves to be known as an authority in the medical field."

His brows and eyes were soft, and a low hoarse laughter overflowed from his throat, "Thank you, my little friend."

The two chatted casually, pacing to the front of the Yan family.

The rain poured down, and Nan Wenshu was wearing a men's suit.

Seeing Yan Zhixu, he immediately broke free from Yan Zheng's hand, grabbed Yan Zhixu's hand, and looked up and down carefully at his long-lost daughter.

He asked anxiously, "Where is the injury? Is it serious? Why are your hands scratched? Does it hurt?"

For dozens of minutes, the idol Rong Cheng and others have been standing next to Nan Yuanqi, but Nan Wenshu has no interest in signing autographs or taking pictures.

All eyes are full of daughters, worry is not good, a heart is up and down.

Yan Zhixu sighed softly, patted the back of Nan Wenshu's well-maintained fair hand, and reassured, "Mom, which one do you ask me to answer first?"

This remark suddenly angered the anger of the people next to her, Nan Wenshu pulled out her hand, the softness on her face dissipated, and she snorted coldly.

"Which one should you answer first? You won't give a brief summary? Is it hard to fall down the mountain and make your mind go stupid?"

The courage of this dead girl is getting bigger and bigger, and she dares to run to such a dangerous place.

"I'm fine, all limbs, in good health, just a few minor scratches on my body."

Yan Zhixu replied as usual, knowing that her mother was caring about her, but it was just a knife-mouthed tofu heart.