When Zhang Wen heard this, her eyes lit up immediately. It seemed that the Taoist priest was not angry with her and was willing to continue to help her tell fortunes.
The Taoist priest is such a good person!
“Yes, yes.” She stood up quickly, walked to the bookshelf next to her, took out a photo frame from the grid of the bookshelf, and pointed the photo frame at the camera of her mobile phone: “The one in front is my brother. My name is Zhang Wen and his name is Zhang Wu.”
The photo frame contains a family portrait. A middle-aged man and woman are sitting on stools. Zhang Wen is standing behind his parents, with one hand on his father's shoulder and the other on his mother's shoulder, with a bright smile on his face.
The six-year-old brother is not tall enough and stands in front of his parents. The brother is biting a lollipop and looks a bit like Zhang Wen, with lively eyes and a cute appearance.
When Zhang Wen saw his brother's appearance in the photo, great sadness surged in his heart. His mood, which had already calmed down, was touched again and his eyes turned red.
Because the pressure on her was too great, she was eager to find a way to vent and couldn't help wanting to talk to someone: "In the evening, he came to my room and told me that I wanted to eat fried chicken while I was studying. My mother said that he couldn't eat fried chicken, so I didn't agree.
Then he told me that he wanted to play a two-player game with me. I was busy with my final exams, so how could I have the time to accompany him?
If I give him fried chicken..."
Would he not have run away? Zhang Wen felt extremely guilty.
[So, did he want to eat fried chicken so much that he went to the fried chicken shop to buy some? ]
[It is very likely that my dog suddenly ran out that day. I thought it had gone somewhere, but it turned out to be running to the convenience store next door and asking the owner for sausage. I was speechless.]
An Rugu's eyes fell on the brother's eyes in the photo, and she remembered Zhang Wen's previous words about her brother being naughty and playful. She knew it matched up with him, so she said, "As the saying goes, eyes can convey a person's spirit. In physiognomy, whether a person is smart or not and whether he has a strong luck or not has a lot to do with the light in his eyes. Your brother is as smart as you."
Zhang Wen was very happy to hear the master's praise, but after realizing it, he became a little annoyed: "You still can't be too smart, otherwise how dare you run outside."
An Rugu didn't intend to keep it a secret and said directly: "I know where your brother is."
"Really?!" Zhang Wen almost jumped up, his tone full of surprise: "Master, where is he?"
Compared to the excited Zhang Wen, An Rugu was very cold and inscrutable: "Do you want me to show you the way or just send you the address directly?"
When Zhang Wen first came to the live broadcast room, she saw the scene of catching the scammers live, and she quickly understood what An Rugu said. She knew how powerful An Rugu was, and she didn't dare to go to find him alone, so she hurriedly made a choice: "Please show me the way."
As soon as the news came out, the live broadcast room became lively.
[Wow, the first half was about catching a scammer live, and the second half was about saving a child. The police officers at the police station are probably not as busy as the anchor.]
[The aunts and uncles I had called to watch the live broadcast were now looking at the same phone as me. Their expressions were more excited than the host’s guests…]
[The host looks like he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but I didn't expect he is actually a monkey spirit. He knows what I want to see very well. ]
【The show was explosive! 】
The audience all thought that An Rugu was preparing for the show effect, but in fact...
They guessed right.
Even though she was aloof, she also understood that it was difficult for a small anchor to gain popularity. A simple fortune-telling live broadcast was a bit boring, and popularity could only increase faster if she could create some popular programs.
Besides, this matter is a bit special, and she plans to give some sense of ceremony to the person who is destined to do it.
Only in this way can the right person feel that the money is well spent.
So, Zhang Wen took the mobile phone, pointed the camera at himself, put on headphones, and excitedly put on his shoes, ready to go out to find his brother.
As a result, at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a man and a woman walked in one after another.
They had sad faces and disheveled hair, and it was obvious that they hadn't rested.
They searched for an entire night and morning, asked everyone they could on the street, and even called the police, but still found no useful clues. They only knew that the child went south after leaving the community.
Working hard without sleep for a whole night is a small matter for young people, but it is a big burden for middle-aged people. My parents really can't walk anymore, so they want to come back and rest for a while.
The father was holding a bag with a missing person notice that he hadn't finished posting. When he saw Zhang Wen was about to leave, he frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to come back and sleep? Why are you going out instead of sleeping?"
When Zhang Wen saw his parents coming back, he felt like he had found his teammates. He didn't answer his father at all, but excitedly said, "Dad, I know where my brother is!"
When my father heard this, his eyes widened. He believed it and asked quickly, "Where did you get the news?"
Zhang Wen hurriedly showed them the page on his phone. The screen showed a live broadcast room: "The master helped me calculate it. I'll go find him now!"
Father and mother: “???”
master?
Is it because my daughter didn’t sleep all night and is mentally disturbed?
The mother immediately grabbed Zhang Wen's hand and comforted him, "Don't panic, we just went to the police station again. They are investigating clues and will probably find them soon. Let's just wait for news at home."
Seeing that they didn't believe him, Zhang Wen explained excitedly, "Dad, Mom, don't disbelieve me, this master is really powerful!"
Father and mother: "..."
They looked at their daughter, their heads full of doubts because they hadn't slept for a long time. Was their daughter like this before? But they had never heard that their daughter was superstitious.
No one in their family believes in metaphysics!
The mother thought her daughter was talking nonsense because she blamed herself too much for her brother being lost. She was worried and anxious: "Xiao Wen, your parents don't blame you for your brother being lost. It's your parents' fault. If we had taken him back to our hometown with us, this wouldn't have happened."
My father also said, "Yes, just wait at home. The police haven't found the man yet, so how can you ask a fortune teller to find him? Don't let others cheat you and then count their money for them."
Zhang Wen wanted to explain to his parents clearly that he was not superstitious, but An Rugu was too effective!
But she knew that she couldn't explain it to her stubborn parents in just a few words, and she had been connected to the live broadcast room with more than a thousand viewers. Delaying too long would cause too much trouble for the host.
She stopped explaining and just walked out the door, quickening her pace as she ran out.
Anyway, my parents will believe it when my brother is found.
Before his parents could stop Zhang Wen, he ran away and only his back was left. They both felt that something was wrong, so they immediately dropped the things in their hands, closed the door, and followed him.
Both of them were worried, thinking their daughter must have been cheated!
And Zhang Wen, guided by the voice in the headphones, ran quickly to the road, unable to wait to see her brother.
As a result, people living near the community saw a scene: Zhang Wen was running very fast, like a gust of wind, while her parents were panting and chasing after her.
“You go to the end of Xuanwu Road, there is a residential area, just go in.”
"Okay." Zhang Wen agreed and ran to Yuefu Community panting.
When she saw the appearance of the community clearly, she was stunned and surprised. This community was only two streets away from her home, and the name sounded so familiar.
"Building 13, 1801."
[The human traffickers must be living there! ]
[To be honest, people who kidnap children deserve to die. ]
[Every child who is abducted leaves behind a broken family. All the traffickers should be destroyed. ]
Zhang Wenfu felt in his heart that he was getting closer and closer to the truth. He was excited and very angry, and he clenched his teeth.
Damn human trafficker, she will make him pay the price!
She walked quickly to the bottom of Building 13, took the elevator to the 18th floor, and arrived at the door of 1801.
[The anchor's guests, please don't knock on the door. Human traffickers are extremely vicious people. Stay calm and don't send them away. Just write down the address and call the police. ]
【Leave everything to the police. 】
Zhang Wen's hand froze as he was about to ring the doorbell, and he realized that he was a little reckless, and his original excitement gradually subsided.
What if the human traffickers are a team of multiple people? Even though she exercises regularly, she won’t be able to withstand it.
Just as she was about to leave and call the police she had contacted earlier, her parents took the elevator to the eighteenth floor.
Her parents ran behind their daughter for two blocks until they were sweating profusely and out of breath, feeling like they were going to pass out.
The father was about to ask Zhang Wen why he was running around, but his wife next to him suddenly grabbed his arm.
The mother seemed to have thought of something and looked at the door next to her in surprise: "Hey, isn't this Xiaowu's house?"
Zhang Wen and his father: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Ah? So this is my brother's classmate's house? My brother's classmate is the human trafficker?]
[Good fellow, the crime was committed by an acquaintance. ]
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