Sure enough, he took action.
Song Yun suddenly thought of something.
A high-level hunter, usually appearing as prey.
Now, who is the prey?
With concern in her eyes, she quickly stepped forward, held the "old lady"'s arm, and helped her up from the ground.
Surrounded by people who showed concern for her, the "old lady" responded one by one, "I'm fine, I just twisted my waist, it's nothing serious."
"Thank you very much. You don't need to send me off. Just let this girl give me a ride."
Song Yun was unable to beg for anything, but she said, "Why don't you let this aunt take you there? My family is waiting for me to buy groceries."
The more Song Yun said this, the more certain the "old lady" became that her disguise had not been seen through. "She" was very confident. After all, she had never failed in so many times before.
"Girl, I live nearby. If you help me get back, I won't treat you unfairly."
People around also said, "Yes, girl, you are the youngest here, so you should do your best and help the old man back home."
Song Yun hated being morally kidnapped the most, but she felt pretty good about being kidnapped today. She looked embarrassed, but finally "had to" nod and agree, "Okay."
Song Yun helped the "old lady" out of the supply and marketing cooperative. The onlookers also dispersed. After walking a dozen steps, Song Yun asked the "old lady", "Auntie, do you live in the towel factory's residential area?"
The old lady shook her head and pointed in a direction, "I live over there."
Song Yun looked in the direction of his finger. It was some distance away from the towel factory's residential area and near a primary school.
However, Song Yun guessed that this guy just pointed casually, and his target could not be nearby, otherwise Huibao would not have failed to smell it when he came here yesterday.
Just as Song Yun expected, he didn't stop until he passed the block he had pointed to.
Song Yun couldn't help but ask, impatience showing on her face, "Auntie, where is your home? How long have you been gone?"
The "old lady" turned her head to glance at Song Yun, her eyes dark, "It's almost there, just ahead." As she spoke, she pretended to be exhausted and wanted to grab Song Yun's hand.
Song Yun anticipated his little move and took the initiative to grab his arm, preventing him from moving his hands. "Auntie, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired? How about I go see if there's anyone nearby willing to give you a ride on a bike?"
The old lady said hurriedly, "No, no, we're almost there, I can walk." Then she quickly changed the subject, "Miss, what's your name? Where do you work?"
Song Yun said, "My last name is Hu. I work at the Xi'an Public Security Bureau. I usually just organize documents and stuff. It's pretty easy."
Hu? He must be that mad dog relative of Hu Guangming. Hum, that Hu Guangming looks ruthless on the surface, but in fact he is no different from those people, all the same kind of people.
"So it's Qian'an. No wonder you are so kind-hearted." The "old lady" said with a strange smile.
Song Yun smiled and didn't respond.
After walking for another ten minutes, the "old lady" pointed to a narrow alley and said, "It's right inside. Please help me go in. I really can't walk anymore."
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