Chapter 225 Tracking/Disappearance


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In her picture, there was only thick black smoke and collapsed houses!

Qian Xiaolan quickly used the space to contact Gu Yanqing, but when she arrived at the scene, there was still no response!

Gu Yanqing! Gu Yanqing! Where have you been?

Qian Xiaolan rushed into the half-destroyed office area in a panic.

After Luo Xiang parked the car, he didn't have time to stop her.

The accident had just happened and the emergency personnel had not yet arrived. Fortunately, the people led by Gu Yanqing arrived and were rushing in to rescue people and carrying the survivors out.

There was a sound of wailing at the scene. Qian Xiaolan's eyes quickly flashed over those people, but she still didn't see Gu Yanqing.

Qian Xiaolan helped a soldier who had just escaped unload the person on his back and asked him loudly, "Where is Gu Yanqing?"

The soldier was stunned, pointed in a direction and said, "Go chase them!"

After saying that, he rushed into the house again.

Qian Xiaolan was about to move in the direction he pointed when she suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry: "Dad, Dad, don't die, don't scare Niuniu!"

A little girl of five or six years old was carried out by a soldier. Behind them was a man covered in blood, carried by two soldiers.

Seeing this, Qian Xiaolan put her foot down again. She glanced at the direction where Gu Yanqing left, stamped her feet, and ran towards them:

"I'm a doctor, put him down now!"

Someone recognized Qian Xiaolan and said quickly, "Sister-in-law, two of his ribs were broken, and his entire back was blown to pieces."

"Okay, I understand." Qian Xiaolan nodded solemnly.

Take out the tools from the backpack and start first aid.

The ribs were only slightly broken and could be fixed with a chest strap. The problem now was his head problem and the injury on his back.

Perhaps he was too close to the explosion point, and in his attempt to protect his child, his entire back was blown into a bloody mess, with not a single piece of intact flesh left.

Qian Xiaolan first disinfected his back, and then used tweezers to remove the stones, wood chips and glass that had pierced his back.

Afterwards, he cut off the completely burned flesh, sprinkled it with special-grade gold medicine, and after a while, wrapped it tightly with a bandage.

When I turned around, I saw the little girl covering her lips tightly, staring at me with tearful eyes.

No wonder it was so quiet just now.

Qian Xiaolan felt a pang in her heart and waved at her, "Aren't you afraid?"

Niuniu nodded and shook her head. After a while, she choked up and said, "Big sister, my father is still alive, right?"

Qian Xiaolan nodded, "Yes, your father will be fine after resting for a while."

In fact, it would probably be a severe concussion.

Niuniu smiled with tears in her eyes, "That's great, Daddy won't die. He won't leave Niuniu suddenly like grandpa and grandma did."

This is even more heartbreaking to hear.

Qian Xiaolan took out a handful of White Rabbit candies and handed them to her: "Then Niuniu, stay here and guard Daddy. Don't let anyone move him, okay?"

Niuniu nodded seriously: "Okay!"

Qian Xiaolan rubbed her face with hers and continued to give first aid to the next person.

By the time she had finished giving first aid to four people, people from the commune hospital finally arrived.

After she handed over the patient's condition, she walked in the direction Gu Yanqing left without even bothering to wash her hands.

There is a drawback to the space detection function, which is that it cannot recognize people who have made modifications.

She searched for half a day but found nothing.

Then there is only one possibility, that something happened to Gu Yanqing and his clothes were changed.

Qian Xiaolan's heart sank to the bottom.

Isn't it about tracking down tomb robbers?

Why did even someone as skilled as Gu Yanqing fall into the trap?

What kind of criminal gang is this?

Qian Xiaolan ran out of the commune and followed the wheels for dozens of miles, stopping at four forks in the road.

There are various wheel marks at every intersection.

In this age of material scarcity, there shouldn't be so many cars, but, unfortunately, these forks in the road used to be national highways leading in various directions.

Luo Xiang didn't catch up, and Qian Xiaolan didn't know how to conduct reconnaissance, so she could only turn on the space exploration function again.

However, he told her, "Master, you just upgraded the system a few days ago, and now you don't have enough gratitude points. You can only check it slowly by yourself."

Qian Xiaolan almost vomited blood. She gritted her teeth and said, "Can't we owe you a debt when it comes to matters of life and death?"

"No! This is just like doing business, payment and goods must be settled every time." He refused righteously.

Qian Xiaolan didn't have time to argue with it and stared at the transparent screen in front of her.

No, no, nothing!

She exited the space exploration and chose a road to drive over based on her feelings.

This road leads to the eastern province, southern province and Shenzhen City.

Qian Xiaolan drove the car at top speed and soon arrived at a town.

This town is huge and has a lot of traffic, so it’s even harder to find someone.

Qian Xiaolan sighed, found the post office and called Rong Shijun.

Hearing Rong Shijun's calm and reliable voice, Qian Xiaolan's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.

"Cousin, Gu Laoba is missing."

Rong Shijun's face suddenly changed. He immediately took out a coin from the drawer and threw it three times, with the same result each time.

He held the microphone tightly and tightly, and comforted Qian Xiaolan in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, cousin, he will be blessed by heaven."

After Qian Xiaolan hung up the phone, Rong Shijun's expression became very ugly.

It turned out to be a very bad omen!

What made him feel a little relieved was that there was still a glimmer of hope in the midst of this disaster.

Rong Shijun was worried that even this glimmer of hope might change, so he took out a pen and paper and began to calculate carefully.

Five minutes, ten minutes, until half an hour later, Rong Shijun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't figure it out!

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