Song Qingyu got up, the blanket on his body fell to the ground, and Fu Bei bent down to pick it up.

Her expression was unusually indifferent: "Find a hundred able-bodied local residents, and offer a large reward, telling them to go into the Yamaha Forest to find someone, no matter what the result is, as long as they enter, fifty thousand dollars a day." ”

Fu Bei looked at Song Qingyu silently, and said for a while: "Okay." ”

Money can make ghosts grind, not to mention country Y, which is economically backward and has a small land area.

The next day, there were more than 700 applicants.

Song Qingyu selected a hundred of them to enter, and the rest of them, Song Qingyu, did not let them leave, but let them stay in place and support them for a hundred dollars a day.

It's a wilderness as far as the eye can see, with no houses around it, just a path carved out by countless explorers.

The wind and sand were too big, and Song Qingyu was wrapped in a scarf, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

She stood in front of the car, watching Fu Bei communicate with the group of people, and more than twenty kilometers ahead was the misty forest in Gu Bai's mouth.

The car can't drive in there, so you can only walk.

The locals are familiar with the terrain, and a hundred people travel in groups at the same time, which greatly avoids the possibility of a beast attack.

After Fu Bei finished explaining, he sent a location tracker to everyone, so that their location and vital signs can be monitored in real time, and in case of danger, they can be rescued by helicopter in time.

After everything was done, he turned back to Song Qingyu's side: "Madam, they have already set off." ”

"Hmm." Song Qingyu responded lightly, turned around and got into the car: "Go back to the hotel first, send a few people here to keep an eye on it." ”

Fu Bei: "Okay. ”

In the car, Fu Bei was on the steering wheel, the distance was bumpy, but he drove very steadily: "Madam, will the local government ask?" ”

"There has been war here all year round, our embassy has just evacuated overseas Chinese, and war is about to break out, do you think they have air traffic control over this?" Song Qingyu's voice was very cold, I don't know if it was blown by the wind or what, it was hoarse.

Fu Bei was silent for a few seconds, and said a comforting word for the first time: "Madam, don't worry too much, didn't Xiao Fu always buy a gun." ”

Song Qingyu closed her eyes, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had disappeared: "Hmm." ”

Back at the hotel, Song Qingyu held a remote meeting, and made another phone call to Song Chang, telling him to temporarily act as an agent for all matters of the Song family in the recent period, and then deal with some urgent documents.

It's already two o'clock in the morning when all this is done.

Song Qingyu habitually dialed Fu Wenzhou's number, but it was still a busy sound.

Her eyebrows and eyes were full of tiredness, her face was pale, her eyes were lowered, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

At this moment, she hated this sick body very much.

Why didn't he die?

It's better to die directly.

What's the use of hanging half-dead like this, surviving for so many years?

What about sending Song Yuan's family to prison, and what about regaining the Song family?

She couldn't even make such a simple wish as spending the rest of her life with her beloved.

even the only person in the world who is good to her and loves her deeply may pay the price of his life.

Song Qingyu couldn't imagine what would happen if Fu Wenzhou couldn't come back, she only knew that now she was dying of pain, and her skin and flesh were stabbing with her bones, as if someone had drained her flesh and blood.

If she had died earlier, would Fu Wenzhou not have met her?

He will find a healthy, cheerful and sunny girl to be with, and a person like him should stand in the sun and live in the midst of people.

Song Qingyu's shoulders trembled more and more, as if she had endured it to the extreme.

Finally erupted.

She dialed Fu Wenzhou's number again, ignoring the busy sound in her ears, and cried: "Dare to break in single-handedly, are you crazy!" ”

In the dead of night, Song Qingyu cried loudly.

The next day, Song Qingyu put on sunglasses and arranged them in an orderly manner.

It was as if last night's fragile fear was just a dream.

She stood under the wind and sand, the cold wind ruffled her hair, and her sunglasses hid the emotions in her eyes.

Fu Bei stood aside and reported to her: "A total of six people were brought back, the injuries were not serious, and they have been properly settled, and another sixteen people gave up looking for them and took them back together, and now there are 78 people left." ”

Song Qingyu: "Let the people stationed here make up for it, and in addition, tell them that from today onwards, the price will double every day." ”

Fu Bei frowned, and finally gave up when he wanted to speak: "Hmm." ”

Song Qingyu always stared ahead: "Can't the helicopter still see clearly?" ”

"I can't see clearly." Fu Bei said: "There is fog above Sen Leng, and even a helicopter can't fly out without accurate positioning, because it can't distinguish the direction." ”

Song Qingyu didn't speak again, and looked down at the time.

It's eight o'clock, and another day has passed.

Fu Wenzhou, where the hell are you?

After day after day of searching, there was still no news, and by the seventh day, there were only about one hundred and twenty local residents stationed in the wilderness.

No one can go into the depths of the fog, and everyone seems to be in a circle all the time, no matter which direction they go, they will eventually return to the same place.

But in a sense, the absence of news is good news.

At least Fu Wenzhou's body or wreckage was not found.

On the eighth day, Song Qingyu found Fu Bei: "I'll go up with you." ”

The roar of the helicopter was deafening, Fu Bei could barely hear it clearly, and shouted loudly: "The task that Mr. Fu gave me is to protect your safety, and I can't let you go into danger." ”

Song Qingyu glanced at him, her cold phoenix eyes were hidden under her sunglasses, she stretched out her hand to push him away and walked straight to the helicopter.

Fu Bei pulled people down, this was the first time Fu Bei had disobeyed Song Qingyu's order, "Madame just wait here." ”

Song Qingyu didn't say a word, shook off his hand and walked up again.

Fu Bei stopped again, and his tone was resolute: "Madam, don't embarrass me." ”

Song Qingyu coldly reprimanded: "Fu Bei! I'm your boss now! ”

Fu Bei was expressionless: "Give me another day, if there is still no news today, I will definitely take you in tomorrow." ”

Song Qingyu's hands tightened, and finally took a step back.

The helicopter flew farther and farther, and Gu Bai, who was far away in the capital, finally noticed that something was wrong.

Fu Wenzhou's phone couldn't get through, and Song Qingyu disappeared in the capital for no reason.

It's been almost a month, and the two of them haven't shown a single face, Gu Bai feels that this matter is too strange.

He first called Xu Zezhan, and then used the connections in the black market to investigate, and finally learned the news of Fu Wenzhou's disappearance in country Y.

That night, he and Xu Zezhan took a plane and came directly to country Y.

After a few tosses, when they found Song Qingyu, they almost thought that they had recognized the wrong person.

She wore sunglasses and a heavy black long jacket, standing in the wilderness wind and sand, her whole person was thin, like dry bones, and there was no trace of living life on her body.

It seems that if the wind and sand were any bigger, it would blow her away.

Gu Bai sighed in his heart, and rushed over in a few arrows, "What...... How's it going? ”

For some reason, his voice was a little hoarse, looking at Song Qingyu's appearance, he couldn't ask anything.

Xu Zezhan followed, "Song ......"

He didn't speak, because he saw Song Qingyu take off his sunglasses, his eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot, and his face was white like a ghost.

Xu Zezhan's face sank, and he intuitively felt that Song Qingyu was a little abnormal, her eyes were too dead and silent, as if she was a soulless body.

Even when I saw them coming, I didn't react at all.

He just said in a very low voice, "I haven't found it yet." ”

Gu Bai was anxious to say something, but was stopped by Xu Zezhan, he glanced at Song Qingyu, and said: "I have asked my friends here to check, there will be news soon, you can't find a way like this, we have to cooperate with the local police." ”

Gu Bai said: "Yes, there is great power in numbers. ”

Song Qingyu shook his head: "He bought a gun, and he can't be known by the local government." ”

Since they can find here, it means that they already know about Fu Wenzhou, and Song Qingyu has nothing to hide.

Xu Zezhan was silent, Gu Bai didn't tell him about this.

After a while, he said: "I know, I will find some retired mercenaries to go in and look for them, you go back to the hotel with us first." ”

If Fu Wenzhou had an accident, they were more anxious than anyone else, but right now, Song Qingyu's situation was even more critical, and if it continued like this, Xu Zezhan was really afraid that Fu Wenzhou would not find it back, and she would collapse first.

Song Qingyu put on her sunglasses again, and did not reply or mean to move.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Xu Zezhan took a deep breath and said, "Do you want to see you like this when he comes back?" Song Qingyu, you should go and look in the mirror to see what the hell you have become now. ”

Song Qingyu's expression finally changed slightly, and she frowned.

Gu Bai hurriedly said: "We're here, you don't need to hold on alone, believe us, okay?" And Wenzhou won't want to see you like this. ”

Song Qingyu seemed to think for a long time, and seemed to hesitate for only a few seconds: "Go back." ”

They were right, Fu Wenzhou wouldn't like her like this.

She has to go back and clean up, otherwise he will come back and see that he has become ugly and doesn't like it.