On the helicopter, Leng Zimo grabbed the handrail on the cabin with one hand, leaned out half of his body, and carefully looked at the road below.

After leaving the elementary school, he immediately walked along the mountain road, looking for traces of Luo Xiaoqian and others.

The pilot of the straight plane used the locator to find him, and the two of them kept looking for him by helicopter.

At this time, the rain has been a little lighter.

"Look ahead!"

With the beam of light dropped by the helicopter, Leng Zimo clearly saw the obvious traces of the impact of the mudslide on the mountain next to the road in front of him.

The lights flickered, and there was a clear reflection under the mud and rocks on the side of the road.

Leng Zimo moved the flashlight, and by the light of the flashlight, he could clearly see a license plate half-covered by mud and rock, and half of the tire could be seen next to it - it was a van covered by a mudslide.

Chuan V09......

The number behind the license plate is not legible, and the front part is exactly the same as the license plate that Xiao Zhou told him.

"Land!"

Leng Zimo roared urgently.

The helicopter landed slowly, and before the helicopter could completely stop, Leng Zimo had already jumped off the plane and rushed to the van.

Running to the vicinity of the license plate, Leng Zimo casually threw the flashlight aside, and immediately used his hands to quickly pick up the mud blocking the license plate.

The mud was removed, and the back half of the license plate was immediately exposed.

Chuan V09472!

When he saw the license plate number, Leng Zimo felt a chill all over his body.

This license plate is the license plate that Xiao Zhou told him - this is Luo Xiaoqian's car.

"Xiaoqian......" Leng Zimo sat down on the mud decadently and weakly, and suddenly, he stood up again, and hurriedly hugged the big stone on the side with both hands, "Xiaoqian, don't be afraid, I'm here, I will save you out......"

"Mr. Leng!" The pilot adjusted the lights and rushed over with an excavator shovel.

Leng Zimo didn't hear him say anything, just tried his best to dig through the stones, branches, and mud with his fingers......

His fingers were punctured by rubble, and the spikes of the trees pierced him, but he didn't realize it.

"Xiaoqian, hold on, I tell you, you are mine, without my permission, you must live well, not die......"

The pilot on the side was also shocked when he heard the words from his mouth, and immediately walked to the other side of the car and dug desperately.

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On the mountain road.

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and caught the lights displayed in the curve ahead, she stopped, then let go of the umbrella and ran into the rain.

Rushing through the curve, through the rain and fog, looking at the figures on the mud and rocky slope in the distance, she quickened her pace more and more.

Through layers of rain and mist, she saw a person.

The man was half-kneeling on the dirt and stones, and was moving a stone away from the ground with both hands.

He was wearing a raincoat, his hat had already been pushed to his body, and his short hair was wet from the rain and stuck to his face.

The beam of the projection light on the helicopter in the distance was hitting the side of his face, his face full of mud and water, still so handsome and unmatched, that face, she was extremely familiar, she recognized that person was Leng Zimo at a glance.

"Zimo, Zimo ......"

She shouted his name in delight and ran to him.

Leng Zimo pushed the big stone away with all his might, picked up a large piece of mud with his hand, and caught in his ears that someone seemed to be calling his name, and he was stunned.

"Zimo!"

This time, the voice became clearer.

He turned his face to look at where the voice had come from.

In the light, in the rain, a figure was rushing towards him.