Despite Qiu Ye's various non-cooperation, the police still filed a case that night.

Song returned home worriedly, and Xun Zhen saw him like this, so he didn't go home and stayed with him.

He still kept calling and sending messages to Song Xirou. The phone could get through, but still no one answered.

Xun Zhen comforted him, "Since the phone is not turned off, it can still get through, which means that your sister should be fine, you really don't have to worry too much." ”

Song didn't speak in the past few years, he was thinking in his heart, the phone could get through, but he never answered, doesn't that mean that his sister is more dangerous now?

In fact, he had a lot of terrible thoughts in his mind, such as Song Xirou being kidnapped with the child, or Song Xirou couldn't think about it all of a sudden, so she took the child to die together...... The phone was picked up by the greedy people......

These thoughts scared him to the extreme.

But Xun Zhen won't understand his feelings.

He could only ask netizens over and over again if they had seen his sister, after all, his sister was still very recognizable in the photo.

Xun Zhen stayed with him until the night, and Rong Heng was also outside guarding the computer, replying to the private messages of netizens one by one.

Song Xiannian saw Xun Zhen busy sorting out the information of the project next to him, and his fingers crackled on the keyboard. Hearing the dense sound of keystrokes, he suddenly felt a little bored in his heart. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't ask Xun Zhen to worry about his sister's safety as much as he did.

But at this time, even if she doesn't worry about his sister, shouldn't she and shouldn't do inconsequential things next to him?

He needed quiet, he needed support, but not her kind of company.

Her company like this only made him more irritable.

He endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but say, "Team leader, if you're busy, go home first, you can't help here, those replies on the Internet, just me and Rong Heng." ”

Xun Zhen didn't raise his head, and replied lightly, "I'll stay with you for a while." ”

Song Xiannian couldn't help but aggravate his tone, "But I want to be quiet for a while." ”

Xun Zhen looked up at Song Xinian, and after finding that his face was unusually cold, she realized that his mood was wrong. And just now, she had been so focused on her work that she completely ignored him. said that she was accompanying him, but in fact, she just changed places to continue working.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little guilty in her heart.

She was about to say sorry, but Song Xinian continued, "Team leader, my sister has been unheard, I'm really annoyed and messy now, I don't think I'm in the mood to accompany you." I hope you can forgive me. ”

Xun Zhen's apologetic dissipation suddenly dissipated after hearing this.

She knew very well the meaning of Song Qinian's words. It's just that she not only doesn't help, but also hinders him.

She pursed her lips, laughed coldly, and said, "Okay." I went home first. If you need my help, feel free to call me. ”

Song Xinnian hummed lightly, "I'll send you to the elevator." ”

Xun Zhen's face was still cold, and she said, "No need, it's just a few steps, I can walk by myself." ”

After Xun Zhen left, Song Qiannian's room became quiet again, and the crackling sound of tapping the keyboard was no longer in his ears. He thought that if his surroundings were quiet, his mood would be better, but the truth was that the silence around him instantly made him feel as if he had fallen into a dark and empty space.

It was full of fear that he couldn't control.

Only then did he realize that the existence of Xun Zhen was not the source of his troubles, but the support that would stabilize his heart.

As soon as he wanted to get up and chase out to say sorry to Xun Zhen, Rong Heng, who was in the room, suddenly shouted excitedly, "In the past, there was a netizen here who said that he had seen your sister, and it was on the twentieth!"

Hearing Rong Heng's words, Song Qiannian hurriedly ran to Rong Heng's room, lay in front of the computer and watched the conversation between Rong Heng and the netizen seriously.

Netizen: "I really saw the woman in the photo, she was wearing an apricot cotton jacket, blue jeans, and carrying a boy about two years old on her back that day, in a hotel on Yongle Road. I noticed her and her child because I checked out of the hotel that day and her child had been crying in the lobby on the first floor.

She is indeed the woman you found on the Internet, but that day, I quickly checked out, so I didn't know exactly where the mother and son went, and I didn't pay attention. But I think you can go to that hotel and check it out. The name of the hotel is Xiangyuan Hotel, and the address is No. 48 Yongle Road. ”

Seeing the words of netizens, Song Qiannian anxiously snatched the computer and replied, "Can you tell us about the specific situation when you saw her? What time was it at that time? What was her mood? Was she very depressed, very disheartened, or irritable?"

Netizen: "It was about 10:17 in the morning on the 20th, when her child was crying all the time, and she was a little irritable. To be honest, because she was a stranger, I didn't pay much attention to her, that is, I looked at her a few more times, after all, she was good-looking. ”

Song Qiannian asked again: "In addition to these, do you remember anything else?"

Netizen: "No." However, since I saw her on Yongle Road that day, maybe someone else has seen her there, so you might as well lock the scope to that circle. I'm ready to sleep, and if I have any other information in mind, I'll contact you tomorrow. ”

Netizens went offline, and Song didn't have time to ask other questions at all.

He looked very anxious, and Rong Heng patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry too much, it's okay." On the twentieth of last month, she was fine, and it was only fifteen days since now, and in such a short period of time, she would not have an accident. ”

Song Qiannian whispered, "I want to go to the Xiangyuan Hotel immediately, as long as the hotel's surveillance confirms that the netizen is not lying, I can call the police and let the police follow up." ”

Rong Heng said, "I'll go with you." ”

Song Xinian shook his head, "No, you continue to guard the computer and send the news that netizens said that they saw my sister on Yongle Road, maybe other netizens have seen her." ”

Rong Heng nodded, but thinking that in the dead of night, it was always inappropriate for Song Xiannian to go to the hotel alone, so he suggested, "You let Xun Zhen go with you, right? ”

Song Qiannian vetoed Rong Heng's suggestion at once, "No need." It's too late, she needs more rest, and she has to go to work tomorrow, I don't want her to be too tired. ”

Rong Heng said disapprerovingly, "What's the contradiction here, isn't it more important to help find your sister than for her to go to work?"

Song Qiannian lowered his head and didn't speak, he didn't want to admit in front of Rong Heng that Xun Zhen did behave like this.

He said lightly, "Don't worry, I can do it alone." ”

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