Chapter Eighty-Three: Missing Persons: Wen Xian

As he spoke, he quickly grabbed his clothes and went out.

Outside the jurisdiction, at ten o'clock in the evening, the lights of off-road vehicles turned on one after another, and they immediately headed for Bayan Kala Mountain.

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Several off-road vehicles heading to Bayankala Mountain are speeding down the road.

"Boss, boss, I found the last location of the two missing cars, in the area of Nian Baoyu!" Sang Nian received the relevant car location information from the travel agency.

Lu Xiao drove the car quickly, his eyes quickly glanced at the GPS map, and he probably knew where it was.

He said in a calm and deep voice: "Now I am sure that there are no missing people." ”

Sang Nian: "I'm waiting for the travel agency to send a message, what is known is that there are a total of two drivers, a tour guide, and seven tourists, this is a boutique small group, and each person spends thousands of special chartered buses to go to Bayan Kala Mountain." ”

Speaking of this, Sang Nian couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "I see where to spend money to enjoy, this is spending money to find death! Besides, I don't know what happened to them now, if they encounter quicksand and frozen troposphere, it will be wasted." ”

It's not that he speaks ugly, it's really a fact, this kind of ghost season, ghost weather, missing ghost place, once there is some accident, it will really die if you can't say it!

Lu Xiao pursed his lips lightly, his eyes were dark, of course he knew how dangerous it was.

As they spoke, the place where their car drove into was already cloudy.

Lu Xiao looked at the weather that was about to rain heavily, and suddenly thought of a figure in his mind.

She said that she was on the plane tonight.

By this time, she must have left.

Sang Nian's mobile phone rang suddenly, and a message was sent.

"Here, the list of people confirmed missing has been sent, seven tourists are from Beijing, Hunan, Shanghai-"

Sang Nian said the information about the missing people, but when his eyes coldly touched on the names, he was instantly silenced——!

The words in his throat and eyes clicked there, his eyes widened, and he looked at the corresponding name behind Shanghai that appeared on the text message, and the whole person was stupid.

Then, Sang Nian's hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Boss, boss......" he opened his mouth again, his tongue knotted.

Lu Xiao saw that Sang Nian's face froze, and suddenly frowned slightly, inexplicably, a bad premonition faintly appeared in his heart.

"How?"

He drove the car, staring at the road ahead.

Sang Nian's face was extremely ugly, and he stammered: "Lost, there is a woman among the missing tourists, her name is Wen Xian......"

As soon as these words came out, the wheels suddenly rubbed against the asphalt floor with a sharp sound——!

The car deflected and was stopped on the side of the road by a sudden brake.

The off-road vehicle behind continued to move forward rapidly.

The rainstorm was getting heavier and heavier, and the eardrums were ringing, but at that moment, Lu Xiao didn't seem to hear anything.

Only Sang Nian's words echoed in his ears.

"What ...... you say?"

The car was parked on the side of the road, and the torrential rain was pouring outside, Lu Xiao looked at him and asked.

Sang Nian's eyes seemed to be flustered and at a loss, not to mention worried.

In this world, there are still a few warm strings.

Sang Nian simply handed him the phone, and he hesitated to speak: "Old, boss, will it be the same name." ”

Sang Nian just watched their boss lock his gaze on the screen.

In the text message, everyone's identity information is clearly written.

Wen Xian, a native of Shanghai, lives in Lujiazui, Pudong New Area, Shanghai, with an ID number of 31011619951114****, and is 24 years old this year.

Lu Xiao: "......"

[Brother Jiu: Ahhh