The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 943 There are still eight hours

A drop of rain fell into her pupil.

She blinked, almost feeling like she was repeating some absurd dream.

However, after that, several drops of water fell on her face and body, and the slightly cool feeling finally gave her a little sobriety.

The dryness in the eyes quickly dissipated, and the raindrops that covered it were also instantly pierced off.

Vision began to clear up.

But there is still only a little space.

She felt as if she had become a frog at the bottom of the well. The fatigue spreading all over her body made her unable to fully open her eyelids, so she could only see a small piece of blue sky from the mouth of this small well. Windows from which rain falls.

The windows, also blue?

The girl closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again.

Still blue.

The same blue as the dream, covering everything in sight.

She frowned, shook her head tiredly and struggling, and bumped against something soft and hard on the side of her head, this small moment made her feel dizzy for an instant.

After a few minutes of delay, she opened her eyes again, and tried her best to shift her gaze to the right.

It is a carpet with gorgeous patterns.

The red carpet is still covered with a layer of faint blue.

The ubiquitous weird blue made her panic at last.

She struggled to move her body, there was no sense of restraint on her skin, but the tiredness that every cell seemed to be tied with a big rock made her feel more uncomfortable than being tied.

Breathing seemed to become difficult.

So the nerves trying to think in the brain struggled and chose to give up in such extreme fatigue.

The strong wind was blowing in, and the raindrops kept falling on her body.

The higher and higher water waves made her struggle drowsily to close her eyes again.

The blue vision finally returned to a chaotic blackness.

She sank back into the grotesque dreamland that seemed to be wrapped in warm water.

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Five hours have passed.

The ubiquitous searches in the city still haven't stopped.

The license plates and names of the owners of the more than 500 vehicles that were detected one by one were finally sent to Yan Yi's mobile phone.

He hung up the call that kept repeating "The number you dialed has been turned off", and told Brother Long beside him,

"Keep playing until you get through, and as long as you get through, you will be positioned immediately."

Brother Long nodded and immediately followed suit.

And Yan Yi has already sent this list to Huo Lang,
"The people on my side are responsible for half of it, and the rest is for you."

"Is there still no news from the search party?"

Huo Lang frowned and asked.

"No."

Yan Yi put away the phone without any emotion,

"Until now, no one has called, indicating that it should not be to ask for money."

"Since it's not for asking for money..."

Yan Yi's eyes suddenly changed slightly, he clenched his fists for a moment, his white knuckles made a crisp cracking sound,

"Before coming to Yungang, someone sent her a dummy head with a pinhole camera inside..."

"Did that person leave any clues?"

"No……"

Yan Yi's face was ugly,
"No clue left."

·
"How long before Cheng Zhiyuan landed?"

Huo Lang approached the hall, seeing his face, the old man knew he was not there yet, so he only asked with his eyes closed.

"If the typhoon stops by then, it will take about eight hours to reach the airport smoothly."

Huo Chengde didn't make a sound, and after a while he said slowly,

"I finally found my little cloud..."

His voice was very calm, but there was an unbearable brutality and coldness after a long period of wind and rain,
"Even if I dig the entire Yungang City three feet into the ground, I can't lose her again."

Hearing the words "Xiao Yun", Huo Lang's eyes suddenly widened, his expression horrified.

(End of this chapter)