Just now, when she heard Song's father say that if she didn't show up at 8 o'clock tomorrow, he would kill the other brothers, she knew that he had to go to Kyoto this time.

"Grandpa, let's prepare for both scenarios. You continue to send people to look for my brother and the others, and I'll rush to Kyoto as well. We'll deal with the situation as needed."

Grandpa Song sighed and said, "If you have made up your mind, then I won't say any more. We can discuss it in detail when you arrive in Kyoto."

He knew that if he didn't let his granddaughter-in-law come, he would be worried about her not being able to eat or sleep well in the army. The six brothers of the Lin family were missing.

"Okay, I'll contact Deputy Commander Liao right away."

She hung up the phone and dialed Deputy Commander Liao's hotline.

No one answered the phone.

She suddenly remembered that today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Deputy Commander Liao must be at home.

So she immediately hung up the phone and called Deputy Commander Liao's home.

The call was connected ten minutes later.

Lin Qingqing told Deputy Commander Liao everything in detail.

At first, Deputy Commander Liao was concerned about whether her coming here would affect her health, but he didn't try to dissuade her. Instead, he said, "You must pay attention to your emotions and don't let them affect your health. I'm arranging a helicopter now. If you want it to come quickly, we'll need to deploy it from the nearby troops. It's 8:15 now. In two hours, you will be waiting at the 97th Troop's helipad. I'll prepare a six-seater helicopter for you."

"Okay, thank you, Deputy Commander Liao."

Lin Qingqing said with great gratitude.

"Don't be polite to your own people."

Deputy Commander Liao hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Lin Qingqing also put down the phone, opened the door and walked out.

In the yard, Jiang Haixia was making snowmen for Damao and the political commissar's two grandsons. Lin's mother stood by and watched the children play.

"Mom, where is Yiyuan?"

Lin Qingqing lifted the curtain and didn't see Song Yiyuan, so she asked.

Hearing the sound, Lin's mother turned around and saw Lin Qingqing getting up. She walked towards the kitchen and replied, "It's at the political commissar's house next door. I'll get you some water to wash your face first."

Seeing the smile on her mother's face, Lin Qingqing hesitated whether to take her to Kyoto.

"Haixia, please bring Yiyuan back. I have something urgent to do."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haixia handed the tools to Damao and turned to leave the yard.

In less than a minute, Song Yiyuan and Jiang Haixia came back together.

Lin's mother also came out of the kitchen carrying water.

"Mom, put the water aside first. I have something to tell Yiyuan."

She waved hurriedly at Song Yiyuan who walked in.

Mother Lin was startled: "Ni'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Qingqing shook her head and walked into the hall.

Song Yiyuan had heard Jiang Haixia say that there was an urgent matter, so he walked quickly into the hall.