Chapter 956: Eight Hours Left
A drop of rain fell into her pupil.
She blinked, almost feeling like she was repeating some absurd dream.
But then several drops of water fell on her face and body, and the slightly cool feeling finally made her a little more sober.
The dryness in my eyes quickly dissipated, and the layer of raindrops covering them was pierced away in an instant.
My vision began to clear.
But there is still only a small space.
She felt like a frog at the bottom of a well. The fatigue spreading all over her body made it impossible for her to even open her eyelids completely. So from this small well mouth, she could only see a small patch of blue sky and the window where rain kept falling.
The windows are blue too?
The girl closed her eyes and then slowly opened them again.
Still blue.
The same blue as in dreams covered everything in sight.
She frowned and shook her head tiredly and strugglingly. The side of her head hit something soft yet hard. This small bump made her feel dizzy for a moment.
After several minutes, she reopened her eyes and tried to move her gaze to the right.
It is a carpet with a gorgeous pattern.
The red carpet was still covered with a layer of faint blue.
The strange blue color that was everywhere finally made her a little panicked.
She struggled to move her body. She didn't feel any restraint on her skin, but every cell in her body felt as if a huge rock was tied to it, making her feel more uncomfortable than if she were tied up.
It seemed as if breathing became difficult.
So the nerves in the brain that were trying to think, in such extreme fatigue, struggled and chose to give up.
The wind blew in strongly and raindrops kept falling on her.
The waves, one higher than the other, made her dizzy and she struggled to close her eyes again.
The dark blue vision finally returned to a chaotic black.
She sank again into a bizarre dream that felt like being wrapped in warm water.
·
Five hours have passed.
The ubiquitous searches in the city have not stopped.
The license plates and names of the owners of the more than 500 vehicles that were checked one by one were finally sent to Yan Yi's mobile phone.
He hung up the call that kept repeating "The number you dialed is powered off" and instructed Brother Long beside him,
"Keep hitting until you get through. Once you get through, locate it immediately."
Brother Long nodded and did as he was told immediately.
Yan Yi had already sent this list to Huo Lang.
"My people will be responsible for half, and the remaining half will be left to you."
"Still no news from the search party?"
Huo Lang asked with a frown.
"No."
Yan Yi put away his phone without a trace of emotion.
"No one has called until now, which means they are not asking for money."
"Since it's not for money..."
Yan Yi's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and he clenched his fists in an instant, and his white knuckles made a crisp crackling sound.
"Before coming to Yungang, someone sent her a fake head with a pinhole camera inside..."
"Did that person leave any clues?"
"No……"
Yan Yi's face looked grim.
"No clues were left."
·
"How long will it take for Cheng Zhiyuan to land?"
Huo Lang walked into the hall. The old man saw his expression and knew that there was no solution yet, so he just closed his eyes and asked.
"If the typhoon stops by then, it will take about eight hours to reach the airport safely."
Huo Chengde remained silent for a while before he slowly said,
"I finally found my little cloud..."
His voice was calm, yet it carried an unbearable cruelty and coldness that came from a long period of experience.
"Even if I dig up the entire Yungang City three feet deep, I can't lose her again."
When Huo Lang heard the words "Xiao Yunduan", his eyes suddenly widened in horror.
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