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Han Qiao took the phone and said a few words to comfort her.
"Aunt Mian, first of all, we're not sure about Xiang Qing's situation. Maybe we're just overthinking it. Auntie, could you please ask the Xiang family driver who came to pick up Xiang Qing if he's seen her? Or, in other words, did the driver park in that direction?"
"Okay, I'll ask right away." Xiang Qing's mother Yu Mian hung up the phone in a hurry.
Han Qiao sighed.
In my haste, I even forgot about the driver.
Since she and Fang Mu lived close to each other, they didn't need a driver, but Xiang Qing had a driver who took her to and from school.
A minute later, Han Qiao received a call from Yu Mian.
Yu Mian's voice was very anxious. "The driver didn't see Xiaoqing and is still waiting at the same place. I'll ask the driver to come find you. I'll send you the license plate number and I'll be at school soon."
"Auntie Mian, please be careful." Han Qiao reminded her.
Looking at the license plate number, I soon saw the Xiang family's car.
Fang Mu walked over with his cell phone and asked the driver a few questions, but there were no clues. In this case, he could only go back and check the surveillance in the security room.
Han Qiao pressed his eyebrows together and placed his hand on Fang Mu's shoulder. "Calm down. Check the video footage near the school gate to see if there are any traces. I'll check the surveillance footage inside the school."
Fang Mu nodded solemnly.
He must find Xiang Qing and ask her why she stood him up.
Han Qiao adjusted the surveillance camera in the teaching building.
The security guard next to her saw how quickly she moved and wanted to ask if she needed help, but when he saw how skilled she was, he swallowed his words.
The little girl is pretty good?
Switch multiple monitoring screens at the same time?
Han Qiao turned to the time when school was over and carefully checked those few minutes.
Those few minutes are the most critical time.
Soon, she saw Xiang Qing walking out with his cell phone in the corridor.
At that time, Xiang Qing's phone was still on.
Han Qiao became more alert and continued to check.
The moment Xiang Qing walked out of the teaching building, the cell phone was still in his hand.
When he arrived at the school gate from the teaching building, his cell phone was no longer in his hand, and if he looked closely, it didn't look like he had a cell phone in his pocket.
Han Qiao vaguely felt that the mobile phone was the breakthrough point.
There are many surveillance cameras in the distance from the teaching building to the school gate.
She clicked on them one by one and went through them carefully. Because it was after school, there were many students coming and going, and the images in the surveillance were not so clear for various reasons.
All this made Han Qiao's investigation more difficult.
Ten minutes later, Han Qiao finally saw Xiang Qing's figure vaguely in the surveillance video at a certain second. The surveillance video was not clear and the distance was a bit far. He seemed to have thrown something hard.
Han Qiao wasn't sure what he dropped, but she guessed that it was a cell phone ninety percent of the time.
She stood up suddenly and pointed at the surveillance camera, "Fang Mu, Xiang Qing threw something here. The surveillance camera is too blurry. I think it might be his phone. Let's go see if we can find it."
"Okay." Fang Mu and Han Qiao walked out.
As soon as I walked out, I found a few boys standing outside the security room.
These people are Xiang Qing’s younger brothers in the class.
Han Qiao understood immediately, "Are you worried about Xiang Qing?"
"Yes." Several people answered in unison.
"Fang Mu, you stay here and continue watching the surveillance at the school gate. I will take them to find something." Han Qiao made the decision immediately, his voice firm and serious.
With convincing power.
Fang Mu didn't say another word, turned around and went back to check the surveillance.
Everything that happened tonight was too unexpected, and Fang Mu only felt endless worry.
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