And then I caught myself.

So where are they afraid of Xie Bihe, or what is in his hands?

Song Jiaojiao's brain was suddenly stunned, and she missed a shocking question.

Xie Bihe's investigation has always been about Minghong, what can Qian Hong and Qian Ming find when they go to him?

Except for Minghong? What else?

Song Jiaojiao suddenly turned her head to look at the man, under the light of the candlelight, Minghong's appearance was covered by her hair, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

But his bright, piercing eyes still seemed so familiar.

No wonder, she felt familiar.

"Uncle Minghong?" Song Jiaojiao's tentative exit.

In the next second, there was a sudden sound of the chain breaking, and Minghong actually tore off an iron chain.

Song Jiaojiao: ...

Minghong: !?

Fortunately, the iron at this time was not very pure, otherwise Song Jiaojiao would have suspected that she was not in the 70s, but went to the martial arts world.

Song Jiaojiao looked at the not very neat fracture, it is estimated that Minghong is angry and angry, and he is angry, it has been three years, and the accumulation is almost the same.

Minghong himself was stunned, for three years, he pulled one every day and smashed each other with two.

Each of the four chains had a place where he tore it apart.

The excitement just collapsed.

"Who are you?" After the excitement, Minghong immediately calmed down.

Three years of life have wiped out any luck he had.

"My name is Song Jiaojiao!" Knowing that the man in front of her might be Minghong, Song Jiaojiao let down a little guard and said her name.

"What proof do you have?"

Ming Hong's words revealed that he was Ming Hong.

But this is insignificant to Ming Hong, how could he not know what his name is, now he just wants to know if the little chubby girl in front of him is his niece.

If so, how did she end up here?

"My mother's name is Mingjing, and I have a pig's head birthmark on my buttocks!" Song Jiaojiao even exposed this kind of privacy.

Minghong still didn't react: "Then you can show me?"

Song Jiaojiao: ... Bah!

"I've got pictures of me and my mom, and yours." Song Jiaojiao was like Doraemon, and she took out an old-fashioned photo from her small bag.

Song Jiaojiao above was still very young, holding in Ming Jing's arms, Ming Hong stood behind Ming Jing, and the family's eyes were full of happiness at that time.

However, there is a corner missing from it, and Song Zhifeng's position was torn by Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao carefully handed it to Ming Hong, and when Ming Hong took it, his hands seemed to be shaking.

When Song Jiaojiao handed Ming Hong the second photo of her and Ming Jing now, Song Jiaojiao seemed to see crystal tears falling.

"Jiaojiao?"

Minghong's whispered tentative appearance made Song Jiaojiao's heart sour.

She was so handsome and handsome at that time, and her high-spirited uncle is now like a cave man on the top of the mountain, and she is afraid that Uncle Ai Minghong loved Guan Chrysanthemum who was going to die or live at that time, and she couldn't wait to poke herself in the eyes.

Song Jiaojiao twitched her little nose and said, "It's me."

"Little girl, why did you get here?" Minghong now completely believes in Song Jiaojiao.

After the surprise, the whole heart was full of worry.

"Are you stupid girl naughty again?" Minghong looked nervously at Song Jiaojiao's broken forehead.

He noticed it when he came in, but at that time he thought Song Jiaojiao was a spy and didn't want to pay attention to her life or death at all.

Now that I think about it, I feel so distressed that I just want to hold her in my arms and comfort her.

It's already scarred, Minghong took a look, this wound healed quite quickly!

was stunned for a moment, but Ren Minghong still expressed his distress for Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao was held in Minghong's arms, and Bei shouted.

can only pull out a stiff smile, if the handsome and gentle uncle Minghong in the past coaxed like this, Song Jiaojiao's tail can be lifted to the sky.

Now a handsome guy who has a cave man on the top of the mountain and hasn't taken a bath for three years.

Song Jiaojiao was really powerless to get excited.

Waiting for Minghong to control his surging heart, Song Jiaojiao told Minghong how she was unlucky to come here.

"You girl, really, why are you so curious? What are you messing around with every day, neighbor?"

Knowing that it wasn't because of himself that he let this little girl get into danger, this situation was much better than Minghong thought.

This shows that Ming Jing is safe outside.

"Uncle, can you run away now?" Song Jiaojiao nestled in Minghong's arms, and only yawned warmly.

"We'll have to wait."

Minghong was fully prepared to escape, but the only most important link was that this gate must be opened.

The last time Song Jiaojiao was thrown in, Minghong didn't dare to act rashly because she was not ready.

When this door opens again, it will be the day he will get out of trouble.

"On the last few days of every month, the man who captured me will come over, and my uncle will take you away when the time comes." Minghong gently touched Song Jiaojiao's hair.

It's like treating your own most precious treasures.

Song Jiaojiao nodded, and at this time her stomach was grumbling with hunger.

A trace of self-blame flashed in Minghong's eyes, this little girl hasn't eaten since yesterday, I'm afraid it's very uncomfortable.

But now I don't have any way at all, if I don't know people clearly, where would Jiaojiao have lived such a hard time.

Just when Minghong blamed himself, he suddenly had an extra piece of peach cake in front of him.

"Uncle, eat quickly, let's escape when we're full."

Knowing that this was Minghong, Song Jiaojiao was not afraid now, and took out a bunch of food and drink from her bag in one go.

Song Jiaojiao's things were stuffed to Minghong, since they were all her own people, it was not her decision on how to go.

I looked at the grocery store, and there weren't too many things that could open the door.

What about the thick iron gates? Can she be her cutter?

But now it definitely can't, Song Jiaojiao took out her watch and looked at it, it was only 7 o'clock, at least it was best to wait in the dead of night.

Song Jiaojiao's operation made Ming Hong stunned, his niece is not a monster, right?

Where did these things come from?

Song Jiaojiao saw Ming Hong's expression clearly with a flashlight, and couldn't help but show a pitiful expression and said, "Uncle, are you afraid of me?"

"No, Uncle was just a little surprised." was stared at by Song Jiaojiao's pitiful appearance, and Minghong woke up like a dream.

Hurry up and explain clearly, he just couldn't accept it for a while.

"Well, then uncle, eat quickly, and I'll take you away later."

Minghong always felt that what he said was the opposite.

However, under Song Jiaojiao's urging, Minghong still took a bite of the sweet and delicious peach crisp.

After 3 years, he ate normal things again, and Minghong was almost moved to tears.

After eating those cold rice leftovers on weekdays, now a peach crisp can almost make me cry.

Minghong secretly dislikes himself for being unproductive.

After Song Jiaojiao was full, she couldn't help but burp, drilled into Minghong's arms, and by the way, she set an alarm clock, which was set at more than 2 o'clock in the morning, when people slept most soundly, and it was also the most convenient for them to escape.

Minghong looked at these things that were not unusual, and they were quite strange if they were not unusual, as if they were conjured out of thin air by Song Jiaojiao.

Almost the whole person is not good, is it that he has been in it for 3 years, and what has the outside developed?

When Minghong was entangled, Song Jiaojiao had already slept soundly, and even turned over uncomfortably.

The frightened Minghong hurriedly fished her back, so that she didn't roll to the ground all at once.

Minghong is not thinking nonsense, as long as he goes out, he will know everything.

If it really develops to this point outside, can you really take Jiaojiao to escape?

Unconsciously, Minghong began to organize his thoughts again, planning a more perfect escape.

When he was most sleepy in the middle of the night, he suddenly had a sharp rooster crow, which startled Minghong.

Minghong hurriedly wanted to turn it off, but at this time, Song Jiaojiao got up and pressed the chicken head on it.

The alarm clock didn't go off as soon as it sounded, and Minghong also reacted that it was an alarm clock, and he bought one at that time, but this style was stranger and the sound was more special.

Song Jiaojiao came out of Minghong's arms and moved.

Then Minghong saw that a cold light flashed in the darkness.

In two breaths, Song Jiaojiao had already broken one of the chains on her feet.

What is it?

It took 3 years to break the chain: ...

"Escape is just a tool to get around." Song Jiaojiao turned her head and smiled at Ming Hong, the white millet teeth flashed with a cold light.

Minghong couldn't help but nodded, that's right, escaping is a tool to take advantage of, but you can escape from prison with this tool.

Song Jiaojiao is too tired to cut one, how can this cutting machine look like it is almost ten catties.

With her weight of 40 pounds, it's a bit of a struggle.

Just as Minghong was looking at this cold and shining unknown thing with bright eyes, Song Jiaojiao suddenly handed him the cutting machine, and said crisply, "Uncle, I can't take it, you come!"

This is not polite at all, save himself, shouldn't he contribute? jj.br>

Minghong took it with a blanket face, and Song Jiaojiao began to popularize with him what this is called and how to use it.

Ten minutes later, Ming Hong's very skillful use of the iron chains on his body were cut off.

"Let's go, uncle, let's go break down the door." Song Jiaojiao was very arrogant, and with a little bit of sleepy footsteps, she commanded Minghong.

According to Song Jiaojiao's request, Minghong cut along the door frame in a circle.

Half an hour later, Minghong appeared in the world outside the door, looking at the stars that appeared in the sky, and looked down at the little girl next to her, smiling brightly.

The irritability, depression, anxiety, and pain in Minghong's heart that were caused by being locked up slowly dissipated a little.

Song Jiaojiao used gestures to urge Minghong to go quickly.

Minghong lowered his eyes, covering the darkest thoughts in his heart, and when he looked up, it was the gentle and considerate uncle again.

Minghong cleverly hugged Song Jiaojiao, walked through the house, and when he passed a walkway, there was a sudden movement in front.

A man seemed to get up in the middle of the night and was walking here in a daze, Song Jiaojiao and Minghong scolded secretly in their hearts at the same time:!

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