Listening to the beeping sound of the busy line coming from the mobile phone, Bai Nachuan's heart was raised in his throat.

It's over, it's over.

Their captain was angry, and even hung up the phone with anger.

At this moment, he prayed silently in his heart, don't have an accident, don't have an accident with that aunt, if something really goes wrong, the entire military region will probably be shaken.

He Si's face became gloomy with Bai Nachuan's words, and he hung up the phone, and he immediately dialed several calls to find Gong Yue'er's whereabouts.

He Si was originally a short-term protector, aside from Gong Yue'er's identity, she was a soldier under him.

Even if it is a mistake, even if it is a violation of discipline, it should be dealt with by him.

They dared to take her privately.

At this moment, He Si did not realize that the emotions that he had sent and received freely burst out unabashedly at this moment.

He was angry, he was angry, even with an untraceable anxiety.

Ten minutes, ten minutes before Hoss received the exact message.

Just ten minutes was an unusually long time for He Si, and when he learned that Gong Yue'er was taken to the Twelfth Military Region, he couldn't sit still anymore.

He got up, grabbed his coat from his chair, and walked out of the office quickly.

He got dressed as he walked towards the parking lot.

The person with a gloomy face didn't dare to say hello when he wanted to, but just stood in place and silently saluted him with a standard military salute.

He Si drove out of the military region in a military vehicle, and the car drove towards the 12th Military Region as quickly as a tiger hunting for food.

That speed shows the eagerness of the owner of the car.

When he arrived at the gate of the military district, He Si was stopped by the guards, his hand holding the two-way disc tightened, and his eyes stared gloomily at the guard who stopped him.

Then he threw his papers into the guard's arms.

There was a hint of coldness in his voice: "What about Xie Jiayi?" ”

The guard unfolded Hoss's papers, and the displayed rank on them made his hands tremble.

Then he saluted Hoss.

Afraid that He Si would pursue it, he was just a routine.

He Si was not in the mood to deal with the guards at the moment, so he asked again: "What about Xie Jiayi?" ”

"Miss Xie is in the disposal room...."

The pole blocking the gate slowly rose, and He Si took back his documents and kicked the accelerator towards the place where the disposal room of the 12th Military Region was.

Disposal room.

Without any investigation, Gong Yue'er's unit was not notified, since their 12th Military Region dared to lock Gong Yue'er in the disposal room.

Gong Yue'er's situation was very bad, which made He Si's hand holding the steering wheel tremble a little.

He tried his best to hold his head.

He was afraid, and he was scared sometimes.

He Si was already a major at a young age, and he was the heir of the He family, the head of the eight major families, so he naturally understood the way of survival in the world.

The person in that position has to dispose of a person and be silent.

On the sly.

He was afraid, of course he was afraid, if Gong Yue'er really had an accident, no one could afford it.

Even he is afraid that he will not be able to escape the blame, Gong Yue'er's identity is not as simple as a soldier at all, otherwise with Gong Yue'er's current ability, he would not be able to enter the special training and selection army at all.

He didn't notice it at the moment, he was afraid because of his private emotions.

That Tarzan collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, would he be afraid? He has encountered a lot of things that are more severe than this, and more dangerous than this.

Which crisis he didn't handle with ease.

Why did Du Du panic this time?

With a bang, He kicked open the door to the disposal room.