Chapter 368 Jiang Sinian Lost Contact

Lin Wanxia dialed Jiang Sinian's mobile number. But the call

didn't go through. Lin Wanxia frowned and continued to call while walking to the parking lot. However, until she got home, Lin Wanxia didn't get through to Jiang Sinian. This unusual situation made Lin Wanxia feel uneasy. Then she comforted herself that there were warships and Jiang Sinian's comrades in the team escorting the aircraft carrier, so there shouldn't be anything wrong, right? Lin Wanxia was unsure, but didn't know who to ask. After thinking about it, she ran out of the courtyard to the newsstand at the end of the alley and bought all the newspapers she could buy, especially those with international news. After flipping through all the newspapers, nothing big happened. At least there are no disputes or conflicts between two or more countries at sea. What happened? Lin Wanxia frowned, her eyes fell on the date in the newspaper. The real-time level of newspapers is not that high. What happened today will be printed in the newspaper tomorrow at the earliest. It is normal for international news to be delayed by two to three days. Of course, this cognition did not make Lin Wanxia happy. She could only force herself to calm down. Recalling the world she had lived in before, what were the 81 difficulties on the way to transporting aircraft carriers. The most difficult one was the Erha Country. It took two years to argue with the Erha Country. What else is there besides this? Lin Wanxia's eyes were blank, and she clenched her right fist and punched her temple. What else? Why can't she remember? It seems like a certain country is making things difficult for us and not allowing us to go through their port. To be more precise, they want to learn from Erha Country and fleece us. But Lin Wanxia still remembers that this port is replaceable, and our aircraft carrier turned around and left. What else? Lin Wanxia frowned. Some things are like this. The more anxious you are, the less you can remember. She walked back and forth on the floor of the room, calling Jiang Sinian from time to time. No one answered the phone, and Lin Wanxia couldn't think of any useful clues. She fell into uncontrollable anxiety. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. "Who?" Lin Wanxia couldn't control her anger. The person outside the door was stunned for a moment before speaking: "It's me." Tina's voice. Lin Wanxia opened the door. "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Tina asked in surprise, "Does your stomach hurt again?" Lin Wanxia shook her head, "No. Maybe I didn't get enough rest last night. Why are you here?" Tina slapped her forehead, "I almost forgot about the important business. Your step-sister came to the courtyard to find you again. This time she came with injuries all over her body, and knelt at the door for a long time, saying that if you don't show up, Song Shuyun will be beaten to death by Ren Jianhua." Lin Wanxia pursed her lips. She didn't want to care about this matter in her heart. Especially now that she was upset and didn't know what happened to Jiang Sinian. She even began to regret why she turned off her phone when she entered the conference room. Seeing that Lin Wanxia looked unhappy, Tina tried to ask, "How about I get rid of her?" Lin Wanxia shook her head, "If you could get rid of her, you wouldn't have come here to find me! Is she making such a fuss this time?" Tina nodded, "She knelt down at our door covered in blood. Immediately, all the neighbors gathered around. I also tried to call the police. But she held a knife to her neck and said that she would commit suicide if the police dared to touch her. She only had one request, to see you. I said you were not in Beijing, and she said she would kneel at the door and wait for you to come back." What was better than last time was that Lin Wanxia was famous and she was not seen all day. Everyone knew that it was useless to block Lin Wanxia's door, and she might not show up for a month. If you want to find Lin Wanxia, ​​the probability of seeing her in newspapers or on TV is higher than coming to the courtyard. Lin Wanxia took the coat and said, "Let's go!" It seems that something really happened, otherwise Ren Qiuxin, a little girl, would not do such an extreme thing. It takes about 20 minutes to drive from Baoming Hutong to Siheyuan. It's not that it's far away, but mainly because the winding alleys are full of intersections that lead in all directions. You never know where someone will appear at the entrance of any alley, so you dare not speed up. In addition, the walls in the alleys are often piled with some people's miscellaneous things, making the alleys, which are not wide to begin with, even narrower. It is difficult to pass cars in some places. When Lin Wanxia and Tina arrived at the Siheyuan, the entrance had been surrounded by three layers of walls inside and three layers outside, and it was impossible to see inside. Lin Wanxia squeezed in while shouting "Make way". Soon someone in the crowd recognized her and shouted, "Little Dragon Girl is here, make way." More and more people turned around, and everyone subconsciously made way for Lin Wanxia, ​​allowing her to reach the front smoothly. The alley, which was not very wide to begin with, was surrounded by people and was reduced to an irregular circle with a diameter of one meter. Ren Qiuxin was staggering on her knees and about to fall, but she still insisted on holding the fruit knife against her neck. The police stood opposite Ren Qiuxin, and they could rush over the distance in one step, but no one moved. "Little girl, please believe us. We will definitely help you rescue your mother, okay?" "No!" Ren Qiuxin cried and shook her head, "You are all bad people, you only help him!" The police looked bitter, not knowing who this he was. But Lin Wanxia knew. He was referring to Ren Jianhua. Lin Wanxia frowned after seeing Ren Qiuxin clearly. Ren Qiuxin looked really miserable. There was a scratch on her forehead somewhere, and the broken skin was stained with mud. Two lines of blood flowed out from the wound and dried up irregularly on her face, which was creepy to look at from a distance. Her clothes were torn and she was covered in mud.

In the middle of winter, she was wearing only a single layer of clothing, kneeling on the ground, her body shivering uncontrollably.

There was no trace of blood on her lips.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Wanxia asked.

Ren Qiuxin heard Lin Wanxia's voice, looked sideways, and saw that it was her. She seemed to have seen a savior, so she burst into tears, threw away the fruit knife in her hand, knelt down to Lin Wanxia's legs, and hugged her, "Sister, please save mom, she's going to be beaten to death!"

"Please save her! He's going to beat her to death."

"I want my mom... wuwu... please, please save her."

"Sister, please save mom! Save her! I'll kowtow to you."

"..."

Ren Qiuxin begged for help incoherently, and kowtowed with great force, and the blue bricks hitting her forehead made a heavy sound.

The crowd felt sorry for Ren Qiuxin, and couldn't help but start to persuade Lin Wanxia like they did last time.

"Little Dragon Girl, please save her! Look how pitiful the little girl is."

"Yes, if she wasn't in trouble, how could a little girl be so scared?"

"That's right! She calls you sister, you can't just stand by and watch her die, right? As the saying goes, broken bones are connected by tendons, we are all family, what can't we overcome?"

Lin Wanxia was too lazy to pay attention to these people who were just looking for trouble, and just turned to the police, "Comrades, what do you think?"