Outside the police station.

Du Mingli was waiting in the car at the door, busy calling to find a relationship to bail Han Dong.

To be honest, he was especially happy to help Han Dong with anything.

This is not to say that Han Dong begged him, and there was no one to find help. This only means that Han Dong treats him as a friend and a brother. He was particularly happy about it.

It's not a big deal for Du Mingli, and it's just that it's in trouble, it's nothing more than Dong Yihe's extremely sensitive identity.

Just after Han Dong entered the police station, the old ghost then published a tirade on his personal self-media.

plus some celebrities who are catching up to forward it. This thing is even more powerful than the photos that broke out last time.

Below, I don't know how many brain-dead people who don't know what is going on, are being controlled by others, and demand that the "beating" villains be severely punished.

The difficulty lies in the fact that some people are forced by the pressure of public opinion to dare not release them.

I made another phone call, and I couldn't make a promise to listen to the other party's crooked chatter. Du Mingli scolded unceremoniously, and then called Xu Qingming.

He felt that Xu Qingming should be able to help.

After the game that day, it could be seen that the other party had the idea of befriending Han Dong.

Regardless of whether it was because of Bai Yalan or other reasons, Xu Qingming's mind has always been unpredictable. If you can't say it, you will directly agree to catch people, who knows.

Besides, Xu Qingming's side can't get through, and he still has other options to contact.

The phone was connected, and Du Mingli briefly introduced the matter with a hippie smile.

Xu Qingming, who was opposite, groaned slightly: "Just bail?"

"Yes, brother, I really can't find a more powerful character than Brother Qingming. ”

Xu Qingming smiled: "It's useless to pat yourself on the back, I have to understand the situation clearly." ”

"Then I'll wait for Brother Qingming's news. ”

Xu Qingming responded casually, and then searched for news on the Internet.

His eyes were bright, and after looking at the computer screen for a while, he called the butler in and gave a few orders.

In the last game that Han Dong played, Du Mingli took back the money he gave out.

And he did have the upper hand in the negotiations with Jiang Yinan and settled the dispute over the ownership of that road.

Of course, more important.

He felt that Han Dong had the value of communication, and it was a trivial matter to help him at this juncture. Moreover, I met Dong Yihe at a drinking party, a particularly annoying character.

Consider both phases, don't think too much.

……

Han Dong walked out of the police station in the early hours of the morning.

I already learned from Du Mingli that it was Xu Qingming who helped to mediate the relationship, and I was secretly grateful.

He was sure that he would leave here in three days, but after all, the time was too long, and he was bound to worry too much about Xia Mingming's current situation.

"Brother Dong, let's go, the brothers are all arranged, catch the wind and wash the dust!"

Du Mingli held a cigarette and grinned.

Han Dong had no intention of chatting, watching left and right. Secretly, in several cars not far away, there are some anomalies.

Like a journalist.

Some people noticed him, opened the car door, and came one after another.

Because of Han Dong's previous career, the most taboo thing is to appear in any media.

didn't bother to respond to Du Mingli, beckoned him to get in the car, and started directly. Let some reporters who waited overnight to stop the car all rush into the air.

Drove far away and threw off the last two cars to track. Han Dongcai slowed down the car, stopped against the side of the road, and changed to Du Mingli to drive.

He took the time to turn on the mobile phone that had been turned off for a long time.

As expected, there were a lot of calls.

Bai Yalan, Xia Meng, including Zheng Wenzhuo, Ouyang Min, Shen Bingyun and others......

What is disappointing is that there is no phone number from Xia Mingming.

Calculating the time, it has been a full ten hours since he couldn't contact Xia Mingming.

Worried about her more and more, Han Dong dialed her number again. As a result, it is still prompted to shut down.

Du Mingli saw that he was busy: "Brother Dong, is there something wrong?"

"Go back to the hotel first, hurry. ”

Du Mingli didn't dare to slack off, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

In the roar, the streamlined body suddenly moved forward.

An hour's journey, Du Mingli arrived in almost twenty minutes.

In this short period of time, Han Dong's whole person was close to being tormented, praying that people must be in the hotel.

It's past the wee hours of the morning.

Xia Ming is a girl, and when these changes happen, I am very afraid that something will happen to her.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, the anxious mobile phone rang again without stopping, it was Xia Meng.

Han Dong was reluctant to answer, afraid that she would occupy the line back and forth. While rushing to the hotel, he took out his mobile phone: "Ten minutes, I'll get back to you." ”

Listening to her chattering about Xia Mingming's news, Han Dong moved the earpiece away from his ear and hung up.

Take a few steps into the hotel corridor. knocked on the door of Xia Mingming's room, and after a while, Jiang Yingying, who was wearing pajamas, walked out of it.

"Obviously?"

"She hasn't come back yet...... I don't know where she is. ”

Jiang Yingying was very impressed by Han Dong, dodging her gaze and not daring to look at each other.

Han Dong's heart sank, and the phone call came in again. He exhaled, "I'm looking, don't interfere with me." ”

"Is something wrong?"

"Probably not. ”

"What should be. ”

"Then how can I answer you, I'm the same as you, I haven't been in touch with her! You calm down now, don't call me again, I'll reply to you as soon as I have news." ”

When I went out, I didn't care about saying more, and drove Du Mingli's car away again.

I don't know where to look.

Calm as he was, his thoughts also fluctuated at this moment.

Xia Mingming had never been in such a situation, and it was the first time he was in the familiar Shangjing City, and he wanted to find someone who was at a loss.

It's time-pressed.

He always thinks about the worst. Obviously, at this point, the possibility of an accident is slowly expanding.

He rarely regretted it, but now, he regretted that he had provoked the police and caused him to be locked up for so long.

If Xia Mingming had any accidents because of the delay, he would not be able to forgive himself in his life.

I drove the car to the road leading to the recording base, and along the way, I searched like a wanderer. Focus on hotels, guesthouses, and other establishments that are still open at night.

Several forks in the road.

After feeling that a certain range has been opened, I return to the original point again and take another path.

Sweat stains, gradually oozing.

The right hand that grabbed the steering wheel was too hard, and the blood stains slowly stained the gauze red.

The machine is on, and Xia Mingming's mobile phone number will be broadcast from time to time.

People are like this, the smaller the hope, the more chaotic it is.

Han Dong struggled to suppress the rising anxiety, and his brain kept imagining any possibility.

The more I think about it, the more chaotic I get, the more I think about it.

Eventually, the hand slammed into the keyboard.

Once Xia Mingming had an accident, he didn't plan to let go of Dong Yihe and Li Junli.

In distraction, the phone flashed again.

Han Dong glanced at the caller ID, and answered as quickly as possible: "Where are you!!"

Xia Mingming, it's Xia Mingming's phone.

Han Dong didn't notice it, his voice was trembling faintly.

It felt like nothing at all, and he almost rummaged through the West Side without getting anything, and she actually took the initiative to call.

"Sister, brother-in-law. You're coming to pick me up......"

Xia Mingming giggled, and his voice was upside down, as if he had drunk wine or had been drugged.

Han Dong said bluntly: "Location." ”

"Blue, it seems to be blue...... Hey, bar. I drank ......"

"Be specific!"

Han Dong was about to ask again, and a blind voice followed.

Dial it back again and prompt to shut down again.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the navigation and, as if by chance, typed three keywords into the input box, "blue bar". Immediately, several locations popped up.

But nearby, there was only one bar called "Blue", which matched the messy music he had just heard.

Without another choice, he turned around and headed to the locked location.