The photographer's camera quickly zoomed in as Jiang Xuxu moved, and everyone in the live broadcast room could clearly see what was displayed on Jiang Xuxu's mobile phone screen.
That's a photo.
A dishevelled and haggard woman sat in a wheelchair, looking blankly ahead.
An Yuanhang's pupils suddenly trembled.
Although the face looked unfamiliar, he immediately felt a sense of familiarity from the other person.
This person is his Wenwen.
Although He Tiantian had not seen the photo, her expression suddenly changed when she heard Jiang Xuxu say Duan Wenfang's name.
Her face was full of disbelief, and her originally soft voice now had a sharp, broken tone, "How could it be?! How did you find her?!"
Are the abilities of the Xuanmen people really that great?
Can you tell so much from just one photo?
How is this possible?
That person clearly said that this method would not be easily discovered...
An Yuanhang didn't have time to pay attention to her reaction. He just held the tablet and asked in a trembling voice,
"Master Jiang, where is Wenwen now? Is she okay?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuxu simply lowered his head and clicked on an interface.
All everyone saw was a very blank chat interface. It was impossible to tell what kind of software it was just from the chat interface.
I saw the other end quickly send out an address.
Jiang Xuxu said, "She is at this address now, you can go over."
After a pause, he added, "The police should be on their way there now."
An Yuanhang didn't have time to ask why the police were involved. After seeing the address from the head, he quickly grabbed the car keys and the tablet and was about to go out.
However, before leaving, he seemed to think of something and turned to look at He Tiantian.
He Tiantian felt a little uneasy, "What are you doing?"
Soon, she knew what An Yuanhang was going to do.
An Yuanhang tied her up and put her in the room, then locked the door.
If he wants to find Wenwen, he will have to find a way to ask Master Jiang to help them get their souls back.
So she had to stay here until he came back.
An Yuanhang did not hide his actions from the audience in the live broadcast room.
When seeing his action, many viewers couldn't help laughing and urged him to be cautious.
The protagonists in TV dramas should have this kind of rigor, so that the villains with low health will not have the chance to escape and come back to cause trouble.
An Yuanhang had no intention of interacting with netizens. After making sure that the person could not escape, he drove hurriedly to the high-end residential area where Wen Wen lived.
Along the way, at the request of netizens and the program team, he did not close the live broadcast connection, but simply switched the live broadcast room from a tablet to a mobile phone for convenience.
The car sped all the way to the gate of the community. It was difficult to enter such a high-security community without the permission of the owner. An Yuanhang had not yet figured out what excuse he would use to go in and look for someone.
Then I saw the gate at the entrance of the community slowly open.
An Yuanhang turned his head and saw a young man in the security room waving at him excitedly with his cell phone in hand.
"It's Mr. A, right? From Inspiration!"
Only then did An Yuanhang realize that the screen on the other person's phone was a split-screen of the "Inspiration" live broadcast room, and he was immediately delighted.
The security guys came running over and signaled him to drive in quickly, while quietly reminding him,
"Go straight ahead and turn right to the house you're looking for, but there's a gate downstairs, and I can't open it with my authority."
I actually felt a little guilty when I talked about it.
An Yuanhang was about to ask if there was any way to get someone else to open the door when he heard Jiang Xuxu's voice on the phone.
"Just go over there and someone will open the door for you."
An Yuanhang thought she was talking about Wen Wen, and was delighted. He thanked Jiang Xuxu and the security guard who let him pass, then drove inside quickly.
When we got downstairs, the door to the lobby opened automatically just as Jiang Xuxu said.
I got on the elevator and walked all the way to the house in the address.
This is a single-family apartment building with only one door after exiting the elevator.
An Yuanhang walked quickly forward, and before he could knock on the door, it opened from the inside with a click.
An Yuanhang walked in with his cell phone and saw that the luxuriously decorated apartment was completely quiet.
He walked in carefully and finally found the woman in the photo in a closed room.
The moment she saw him, the woman was obviously a little bit unconvinced. She just stared at him blankly but didn't dare to speak easily.
Until An Yuanhang called her hoarsely, "Wenwen?"
The woman's eyes quickly turned red and tears fell.
Like a dam bursting, all the grievances and sadness of these days burst out at this moment.
"Yuanhang! I'm Wenwen... woooo... I'm Wenwen..."
An Yuanhang almost ran towards her and hugged her tightly in his arms. He felt the person in his arms tremble violently, but he didn't have time to think about it.
Looking at the woman crying till she was hoarse in his arms, he felt heartbroken and relieved at the same time, and could only comfort her constantly.
"Wenwen, don't be afraid. I'm here. Don't be afraid... Wenwen, I've found a powerful master. She will definitely be able to help you."
Wenwen's tears fell even harder.
She didn't expect that he would actually come to see her.
She had clearly transformed into another person, and even she herself didn't know who she was.
These days, she tried to explain to everyone she met that she was not Duan Wenfang, and she asked them for help, hoping that they could help her escape.
But no one believed her.
No one was willing to help her.
They treated her as a mental patient and looked at her with nothing but sympathy in their eyes.
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