At about three o'clock in the afternoon, An Yunhe dragged his suitcase to the door of the house.

It's a holiday, and I don't know if my daughter is playing crazy.

He thought.

At the end of the term, my daughter didn't do well in the exam, and the vacation must not be wasted, otherwise she will lose at the starting line next semester.

Before entering the door, An Yunhe planned to talk to her daughter, first took her paper and analyzed it, and then helped her make a summer vacation plan, and then often checked and supervised every day, and her daughter couldn't be greedy for fun.

But when he walked in, he was greeted by an empty room.

His wife Song Qingping is not at home, but neither is his daughter An Ling.

My wife should have gone shopping and bought vegetables by the way when she wasn't at home, but where did her daughter go, and she didn't come home when she came back?

Ahn Yoon-ho looked around the room a little strangely, and he found a dark blue cardboard on his daughter's desk with a letter written on it.

[Dear Mom and Dad, today I eloped with Su Bai.

Su Bai is a very individual person, with various tattoos on his body, only 42 years old, not old, right?

I'm going to live in the forest with him, of course, it's not just me and him, Su Bai has a few other women, but I don't mind.

We will grow marijuana, and in addition to smoking it ourselves, we can also sell it to friends.

I also wish we had many children in that place.

In this process, it is also hoped that medical technology can be greatly improved, so that Su Bai's AIDS can be cured. 】

An Yunhe's heart tugged up in an instant, he reached into his pocket and wanted to touch the phone out, his fingers shook inexplicably, and the phone fell to the floor.

Calm down.

He said to himself.

The daughter is usually so well-behaved, she doesn't hide anything from herself and her wife, not to mention that she is only eleven years old, how can she do such a thing as elopement.

But no matter how much he thought about it, no matter how he comforted himself, he still felt chills all over his body.

He took a few deep breaths to calm down, lay on the ground and fished out the phone that had fallen under the desk, and half-crouched to find his wife's phone from the address book and call.

"Hey, Qingping, Qingping. ”

"My husband is me, I'm here, what's wrong with you?"

An Yunhe said in a wheezing voice: "Wife, something happened, An zeroed her, she is gone!"

"She may have run away from home, and she had eloped with someone named Su Bai, an old man, in his forties! ”

"What? elopement? What are you kidding!

The wife also suddenly became nervous, and her voice was sharp and harsh for a moment.

She didn't believe it: "No, no, it's not right, there are more than a little child, only eleven years old, how can they elope, they must have been abducted by human traffickers!"

"yes, Zero Zero won't do this, it must have been forced! Now, what should I do?"

Ahn Yoon-ho asked incoherently, and the figure of a terrifying representative of the trafficker spread out in his mind, and the evil hand hid in the shadows to catch the little daughter, like a ghost, and disappeared in a flash, never to be found again.

An Yunhe shuddered, and his teeth chattered as he spoke.

"Wife, do you call the police?!"

"Alarm, alarm, alarm...... No, no, wait first, wait first," his wife replied with a trembling voice, "You call Zero Zero and her classmates first to see if there is any news." ”

The sound of hurried high heels came from the other end of the line: "I'll go home right away." ”

"Okay, come back soon!"

There was a busy sound on the other end of the phone, An Yunhe took a long breath and closed his eyes heavily, and then opened the dialing interface of the nine-square grid in his mobile phone.

"Zero-zero, zero-zero, zero-zero......" he struggled to recall.

"183046, no, 137046, no, what......"

After seeing the letter, he only felt that his brain was blank, and he patted his forehead and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember the string of numbers that should be memorized like a stream.

He made seven wrong calls in three or five minutes, and finally found his daughter's phone number from the call logs.

Click to call.

"Toot-toot-"

"In the distant starry sky, the meteors in the sky are like swimming fish playing in the clouds, and they are like fireworks in a dream~"

There are two voices ringing in the room at the same time, one far and one close, one blurry and one clear, one is the waiting tone from his mobile phone, and the other is the ringtone of his daughter's mobile phone that he is very familiar with!

Ahn Yoon-ho strode into her daughter's bedroom following the source of the sound, opened the drawer of the study desk and found the pink phone with a puppy sticker.

Mobile phones, indeed zero mobile phones.

Zero has always been very careful, and she will always carry her mobile phone so that I can find her when I go out.

She didn't even have a mobile phone, it couldn't be that she was really abducted, right?!

He hurriedly opened his daughter's mobile phone to find some clues, but found that the entire mobile phone had been emptied, the information bar of the mobile phone was empty, and there was only one missed call from his own call record in the call record.

How come there are no clues, how come there are nothing?

The information is all cleaned up, who did it, is it zero-zero? or is it the trafficker?

An Yunhe clicked on the chat on his mobile phone again, and dozens of messages were piled up, all of which were An Ling's friends who asked her what was wrong, and then he saw the distress message sent by An Ling.

[Help, may I ask if there is a vacant seat for me to take refuge?]

This is a piecemeal message.

It's still a mass message.

Someone replied to her message, but An Ling did not reply.

So, did Zero Zero really encounter any danger and wanted to ask for help but didn't succeed?

hooligans, perverts, traffickers, murderers?

Zero zero her.

What the hell did you encounter?!

"Shhhh

At this moment, An Yunhe really felt that something had happened to his daughter.

Even when he saw the elopement letter, he had a hint of fantasy that his cute little daughter was not joking with himself, and when he was scared, the next moment he would jump out of the corner under the bed in the closet and laugh at himself for being stupid.

Unfortunately, there are only vague distress letters.

A chill rushed up his back, and in an instant, his hairs stood on end, and with a trilling sound rubbing from his teeth, due to the tension and huge mental impact, he felt that the blood in his whole body was rushing to his brain, and his eyes were a little blurry.

Just then, the sound of a key came from the door, and he stumbled over and pulled the door open.

"Yunhe, what's going on? Did you find it?" asked his wife before he could enter the door.

Song Qingping obviously came back running, her hair was slightly messy and panting.

She felt that the shopping box was walking too slowly, grabbing a corner of the shopping box and dragging it all the way, as if she had bumped into something along the way, a bag of eggs in the box was mostly broken, and sticky egg whites and yolks oozed out of the shopping bag.

"Qingping, zero zero her, she may really have an accident......"

An Yunhe replied hoarsely, handing over the jam paper and An Ling's mobile phone.

Song Qingping looked at her a few times, her face trembled, and she almost fainted, so he hurriedly supported her.

"Husband, let's call the police!" she said.

"Good!"

An Yunhe held his wife with one hand and turned on the alarm phone with the other.

In his arms, Song Qingping's eyes were red and he was clutching the corner of the jammed paper, both of them were nervous and a little dazed, and they didn't notice that there was a letter on the other side of the jammed paper at all......