Chapter 1187: Wish and death

The photo was taken in a room. And at night, there was only a lamp on the bedside.

Except for the clear face with a tear mark, the other furnishings in the room were not very clear. It doesn't look luxurious, but it's very simple.

Feng Xinglang suppressed the excitement in his heart, calmly called Xing Baxian to look at the photo. Because Xing Ba knows Xing San best.

Intuition told Feng Xinglang: Tuantuan is not in Uxmal. This is just Xing San's plan to adjust the tiger away from the mountain. He wanted to send himself and Hetun away, so he fled with Lanyou.

Feng Xinglang predicted that it would take at least seven days to ten days to settle down with Lan Youyou, and Xing San, who was suspicious by nature, might have found his conscience and told him where he was.

And now, only five days have passed! Xing San couldn't find his conscience so early! Because the whereabouts of Tuantuan are the only chips he can survive.

Xing Ba carefully looked at the photo, and his small eyes narrowed into a crack.

"Intuition ... this should not be Uxmal."

"Why?"

"Usmal is an ancient city. I stayed there with Xing San. Sometimes there was smoke and dust, and the living conditions there were not good ... They hardly eat rice. But the bowl on the bedside should be rice porridge. Things like that. "

Feng Xinglang took another look at the photo, and quietly hummed: "Even if this photo was not taken in Uxmal, we can't be sure that Xing San did not send the group there!"

"That's easy! My elder brother is in Mexico. Let my elder father give him this address, and he will know the result in a few hours! It's better that we run empty."

Listening to Xing Ba's tone, it does not seem to want to go to Mexico.

Feng Xinglang agreed with Xing Ba and decided to let Xing Er, who is in Mexico, go to Uxmal.

"My second child, that baby is Aaron's niece. Be gentle, don't scare her."

In the past two days, Hetun was exceptionally kind. Especially when he looked at his son Feng Xinglang, his eyes filled with father's love.

Waiting for a few hours was suffocating.

The mobile phone number that sent the message never got through, only the local Mexican number was found.

I can't get in touch with Cong Gang's Feng Xinglang.

What he hated most was Cong Gang's model of stocking. Cong Gang will only contact the person he wants to contact when he needs it. It is difficult for others to know his whereabouts. Including Feng Xinglang.

I don't know if this dog thing is tracking Xingsan yet! However, from the information sent by Xing San, at least it should not be found.

More than three hours later, Xing Er, who was as far away as Mexico, called Hetun as soon as possible to report.

"Yifu, we didn't find that baby girl. We should have been the third child's pawn! We only found a piece of note paper left for Arang."

"This third child! It's a self-digging grave!"

"Ask him what's on the sticky note!" Feng Xinglang interrupted Hetun.

"It says on the note that you are too insincere, and did not come to Uxmal in person to pick up your niece! Obviously playing you!"

Sure enough, as Feng Xinglang had expected: Xing San, who was suspicious by nature, just wanted to hit the west. Take him and Hetun away from their sight smoothly.

"Father, I have captured the rest of the third child's sin. Pressing one by one, I can always ask the whereabouts of that girl. As long as the girl is still in Mexico!"

"Okay. Then you work hard!"

After hanging up the phone, Hetun looked at his disappointed son with a mild look. "Alang, don't worry too much. There shouldn't be any danger to that group. It's just a matter of time to find her."

Feng Xinglang didn't answer, and stood up and wanted to leave Hetun's room.

"Alang," Hetun called after him, "It's not the way to wait, or we'll go back to Peteburg first! Xue Luo and the children are waiting for you!"

"Wait a few more days!"

It's not that Feng Xinglang didn't want to return to Pete Fort to pick up his wife and children.

But Tuan Tuan hadn't found his way to stop.

Tuan Tuan was the elder daughter of the elder brother Feng Lixin, and it was also Feng Xinglang who made small things with his own hands; he couldn't ignore everything he said.

Feng Xinglang understands that women refuse to answer their phone calls and have trouble with themselves. But at least this moment their mother and child are safe!

Feng Xinglang knew that he was carrying too many things. It was unfair to Xue Luo's mother and son, and it was a kind of harm. But even so, he couldn't really let go.

He can't just watch his elder brother who is physically weak and fragile, and finds nothing in the world; but he lives a happy family of three with his wife and children!

This point, presumably their own women can understand themselves!

Feng Xinglang knew that women loved themselves deeply. In order to love him, women pay a lot.

Although the woman is awkward with him, if the lost group is left unattended, presumably such an irresponsible and uncaring husband, the woman will not like it!

What else? Wait until you find Tuantuan, and then go back to coax the woman!

And his own bear son, who always sings against his dear to face him ...

So incomprehensible!

It really hurts him a little cub!

...

Feng Xinglang did not leave for Uxmal, presumably also in Xing San's expectations. Because Xing Er was in Mexico, it was reasonable for him to find someone first. Hetun can think of it, of course Xing San will think of it.

In fact, it wasn't Feng Xinglang and Hetun that disturbed Xing San most, but Lan Youyou, who woke up with him whenever he woke up.

Just now, Lan Youyou had risen to the point where she took a syringe and pierced her neck; she threatened Xing San to take her to see her daughter with her.

As a last resort, Xing San gave Lan Youyou another sedative.

But the effect of the tranquilizer is getting worse and worse, Xing San worried that Lan Youyou would continue to make trouble with herself like this, only to accelerate her death.

In fact, Xing San wanted to take Lan Youyo to see Feng Tuantu. It was as good as her wish.

It is just that Xing San cannot completely rule out whether there are people in Hetun who follow him.

Before going to Fengtuan, at least he and Lan Youyou were safe.

Once they were tracked to the whereabouts of Feng Tuan Tuan, then waiting for him and Lan Youyo, there was only a dead end!

The cruelty of Yiyi Hetun will not keep him alive.

Caressing the pinhole on Lan Youyou's neck, Xing San's heart hurt again and again!

He can understand Lan You's dying desire to meet his daughter ...

But it really did as she wished, so I'm afraid it will be a death soon!