Fan Miaomiao turned her head to look at Zhang Leifeng sitting on the stone steps, and had a feeling that she didn't know what to say.

She didn't make it out of nowhere, but relied on her own intuition, the so-called sixth sense of a woman, a mysterious guessing nerve.

After Fan Miaomiao knocked on it many times, the door in front of her still didn't move, but knocked on the door behind her.

I saw a grandmother who was about 60 years old, standing at the door with reading glasses and looking at Fan Miaomiao.

"Who are you looking for?" Asked vigilantly.

Fan Miaomiao hurriedly walked over and replied, "Hello grandma, we are friends from this family, come to him to get something." ”

The old grandmother pushed down her reading glasses: "Oh, there seems to be no one in their house." ”

"Huh? Nobody, do you know where they go? ”

"How would I know this?" The old grandmother closed the door after speaking.

Fan Miaomiao returned to Zhang Leifeng: "Shall we contact Xing Dongjie?" I really don't think it's normal, it's very abnormal. It was rare to see her speak in such a firm tone, and Zhang Leifeng felt a trace of curiosity when he arrived.

Got up from the steps and patted the dust on his buttocks: "Why are you so sure?" He asked her.

"Because my gut tells me there must be a problem." Fan Miaomiao replied.

Zhang Leifeng's eyes glared after hearing this: "Intuition? Don't you rely on your brain to analyze but to rely on intuition? Said with a hint of sarcasm.

Fan Miaomiao gave him a look of contempt: "Whether it's analysis or intuition, I can be sure that there is a problem." ”

The corners of Zhang Leifeng's mouth rose slightly: "Okay, let me see how you analyze this matter." ”

Fan Miaomiao rubbed her eyes with her hands, and crossed her waist with both hands: "Can you contact Xing Dongjie first?" I thought she would talk eloquently, but it turned out to be like this.

Zhang Leifeng could see that Fan Miaomiao would definitely not leave if she didn't figure out this matter.

took out the mobile phone from his pocket, found Xing Dongjie's phone and dialed it.

When Xing Dongjie answered the phone, he handed it to Fan Miaomiao.

"Hey, isn't your daughter-in-law home?" Fan Miaomiao took the phone and asked hurriedly.

Xing Dongjie was stunned for a moment: "Are you at my house?" ”

"Yes, I've been knocking on your door for ten minutes, and no one has opened it."

Xing Dongjie also felt that something was wrong, his wife usually prepares dinner at home at this time, not to mention that the weather is very bad today, and she will not go out.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you a call and ask." Xing Dongjie said and hung up the phone.

When I called my daughter-in-law's phone, all I could get from the machine was the answer: "Hello! The phone you are calling is turned off, sorry......"

Xing Dongjie hung up the phone and dialed the landline at home, but no one answered until it automatically hung up.

Holding the mobile phone, he said in his mouth: "Where can she go?" Where can she go? ”

"Xiao Sun, I'll go out for a while, and contact me as soon as I have something." Turning back to the studio, he said to his subordinates.

"Okay, Captain."

Xing Dongjie quickly ran out of the public security bureau building and drove all the way home.

Fan Miaomiao handed the phone to Zhang Leifeng after hanging up the phone: "I'll just say it's wrong." ”

"I didn't feel anything wrong until you gave a good reason." Zhang Leifeng had long sensed that something was wrong, and he just wanted to see how Fan Miaomiao's analytical ability was.

Fan Miaomiao stretched out her tongue and licked her lips: "Look, it's dinner time now, and it's snowing heavily, neither time nor weather is good for going out, there is only one situation, that is, something urgent happens." But if there is an emergency, then Xing Dongjie will definitely know, I just called him, and I can obviously feel that he is also surprised by this matter. ”

"So I'm sure there's something going on here."

Although Fan Miaomiao was not as rigorous as Zhang Leifeng's language, she still expressed her opinion.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Leifeng clapped his hands at her after listening.

"Yes, yes, you've learned to think for yourself now, and it seems that you've made a lot of progress." Said half-jokingly.

Fan Miaomiao looked at him with a displeased face: "Can you not joke at this time?" He scolded in a low voice.

"It's useless if you're in a hurry, can you go in? And she won't have anything, at most it's about her relationship with Xing Dongjie. Zhang Leifeng replied.

"Feelings? How do you know? Puzzled, he asked.

Zhang Leifeng knocked her brain with his hand: "It seems that you still haven't moved here." With that, he turned around and walked downstairs.

"Hey, where are you going?" Fan Miaomiao shouted downstairs.

"I need to find a quiet place to think about the problem now, you wait here, Xing Dongjie will be back soon." Zhang Leifeng's voice came up from downstairs.

Fan Miaomiao angrily slapped the handrail of the stairs with her hand.

Heartless guy, I shouldn't have made peace with you so hastily if I knew it.

Zhang Leifeng left the community and took a taxi back home.

On the road, I saw Xing Dongjie's car passing by on the opposite side, and Nunu mouthed helplessly.

Back home, everything around became very quiet.

This is Zhang Leifeng's favorite environment, walking into his "work area" and sitting on a single sofa, ten fingers together, squinting his eyes, and brainstorming begins.

Fan Miaomiao heard someone running upstairs five minutes after Zhang Leifeng left, and the footsteps were very hurried, and she hurriedly probed down.

Xing Dongjie panted and ran up from downstairs.

When he saw Fan Miaomiao, he glanced left and right: "Where is Zhang Leifeng?" He asked.

"He's gone beforehand."

Xing Dongjie nodded, took out the key from his pocket and poked the door open.

Two men rushed into the room one after the other.

"Xiaohui, Xiaohui? Xiaohui? Xing Dongjie shouted and kept pushing open the doors.

Unfortunately, there was no reply.

Fan Miaomiao stood in the living room and looked around, and finally saw a letter on the coffee table: "Captain Xing, Captain Xing, look ......" Fan Miaomiao said and handed the letter to Xing Dongjie.

Xing Dongjie tore open the envelope, took out the letter, looked at it, and after reading it, he took a long breath, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it in his mouth.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong? Fan Miaomiao couldn't wait to ask.

Xing Dongjie squeezed out a smile and shook his head: "It's okay." He replied with a smile.

Fan Miaomiao knew that something must be wrong when he looked at his expression, but he didn't say that he couldn't ask questions.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

Xing Dongjie's mobile phone rang.

"Hey...... Okay, okay, okay, I know, you wait for me, I'll go back now. A few simple words and hung up.

Get up from the couch: "You're here to get your suitcase?" ”

Fan Miaomiao nodded mechanically.

"The box is there, I still can't send you something, you slow down." Xing Dongjie then said.

(End of chapter)