Su Zhinian suddenly stood up from the rest chair, and then he heard Brother Kun's voice come again: "...... As long as the troublesome Su Zhinian is not there, everything is easy to say......"

He seemed to be telling the driving that the tone of his voice was getting lower and lower, and when he got to the back, Su Zhinian couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

He almost didn't think about it, he ran towards the source of Brother Kun's voice, he ran from this end of the airport, watching people coming and going, like a 100-meter race, until he ran to the other end of the airport, only to barely hear Brother Kun's voice from a far, long distance, faintly intermittent: "...... I'll be in Jinling in a minute, an hour...... To give...... An hour ......"

"An hour later...... I promise Song's ...... Daughter, T's ...... From the water ...... Pavilion...... News of the fall...... The north and south of the river ......"

Su Zhinian used all his gathering strength, and he only heard this.

However, the meaning of Brother Kun's words just now was very clear, in an hour, he was going to let Song Qingchun fall to his death......

Su Zhinian felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, his heart began to accelerate, and even his temples jumped suddenly.

His brain spun fast, and the words he had just heard floated in his mind twice, and then he deduced that Song Qingchun should be eating in Jinling at this time.

Su Zhinian consciously stretched out his hand to touch the mobile phone, only to find that he came out of the VIP room in a hurry, and left the mobile phone on the seat, he hurriedly and quickly turned back to the VIP room.

Su Zhinian picked up the phone, and the fingertips that unlocked it trembled extremely much.

At this time, he didn't care about the unhappiness between himself and Song Qingchun at all, he didn't even click on the address book, directly entered her phone number on the keyboard, and dialed it quickly.

The phone was connected, rang several times, but no one answered, Su Zhinian looked at the bright sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window anxiously, and didn't have the heart to think about his luggage and the flight that was about to board, so he hurriedly ran out of the airport.

Along the way, Su Zhinian didn't know how many people he accidentally bumped into, how many words he said sorry, and when he rushed out of the airport and ran to the parking lot opposite, Song Qingchun's call was finally answered.

Su Zhinian, who was worried, was eager to confirm Song Qingchun's safety at this time, and the moment he connected the phone, he immediately called her name anxiously: "Youth? ”

However, what came from the phone was not Song Qingchun's quietness, nor her indifferent response, but a low and rapid "ah" sound, followed by a very low whining.

It was her voice, like someone had covered her mouth.

"Youth? Song Qingchun? Su Zhinian shouted Song Qingchun's name several times in succession, but what responded to him was the "snap" sound of the mobile phone landing on the ground, and then it was the busy sound after the phone was disconnected.

The voice on the phone just now said that she had an accident?

As this thought settled, a cold sweat ran down Su Zhinian's cheeks, he didn't look at the road, and when he crossed the street, he was almost hit by a car.

He ran to the parking lot out of breath as he called Qin Yinan.

However, Qin Yinan's phone was not answered for a long time, and even when he opened the car door and got into the car, Qin Yinan's phone was automatically turned off.