sinking in his peril

He increased his voice: "Where are you? Why are you so noisy?"

"At the station, take a bus to Urumqi immediately." Zhizhi covered one ear with her hand and replied loudly.

"I hung up, I'm about to get in the car." Zhizhi hung up the phone in a hurry.

She glanced at the phone again, but there was no signal——Zhizhi stared at the phone in a daze, she had reset the value before leaving, why was it still shutting down?She gritted her teeth with resentment, mobile is really dark, she obviously didn't make many roaming and long-distance calls!

When Zhong Ruoxi walked into the restaurant, the few people who were eating were all guarded in front of the TV, not talking and laughing in low voices like in the past.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the TV, and Ma Chujing waved to him: "Boss, come and see, it's so exciting! The strong wind of level 13 even overturned the train!"

He stood behind the crowd and looked at the screen, and the news read flatly: "When the XX train from Lanzhou to Urumqi was near the Pearl Spring of the Southern Xinjiang Railway, due to the sudden strong wind, the 9 to 14 vehicles behind the train derailed. Rescuers were unable to rush to the scene because of the strong wind, and the casualties could not be counted. The Southern Xinjiang Railway was also temporarily suspended."

In the picture, only a stormy sand can be seen, howling across the world.

Someone sighed in front: "Level 13, even the train is rolled up, how do those rescuers get in?"

Zhong Ruoxi seemed to be able to feel her heart beating violently against her chest, and felt a faint pain in her forehead, and touched her pocket—the phone was left in the office.Almost roughly, he snatched the mobile phone from Ma Chujing's hand that was texting, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, and quickly dialed the string of numbers.

For a moment, the voice of the mobile customer service was so sweet: "Sorry, the number you dialed has been shut down..."

He cursed with all his strength, turned around and hurried back to the 24th floor. He lost his composure, and all the senior employees stood up blankly, looked at his back, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Almost ran to the secretary department, Sister Chen hadn't left work yet, she looked at Zhong Ruoxi with red eyes in astonishment, and quickly wrote down a series of numbers-"Go to top up, right away!" Then she said: "Go check the morning The train from Dunhuang to Urumqi at [-] o'clock." The tone was so low that it was almost scary—she had never seen this young man like this before—she turned around and stopped a few young secretaries, calmed down, and ordered clearly go down.

Zhong Ruoxi didn't go into her office either, just stood outside the door and waited.Sister Chen was very efficient. After 10 minutes, she calmly reported the train number to Zhong Ruoxi—his heart sank into the ice cave unsteadily, so cold that he couldn't breathe, but it seemed like his blood was rushing. Looking up, he tried his best to ask, "Where's the phone?"

"It should be connected."

He turned his back, dialed the phone, and it did not stop - "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later."

The momentary disappointment and shock overwhelmed him endlessly, but Zhong Ruoxi managed to gather his mind and turned around: "Help me book the fastest ticket to Urumqi."

Sister Chen didn't know what happened, but she just said, "Okay." Then she said, "I'll notify the headquarters of the Northwest Region to see if you need assistance?"

Zhong Ruoxi walked into the office without looking back: "Let Xiao Xiao go with me. When I'm not around, you have someone call this number until someone picks up."

He opened the webpage and paid attention to the real-time reports on the Internet. He read each article carefully, but found nothing. The wind was too strong at the scene, and the rescue team and the media could not enter, and there was no definite news.

Sister Chen came in, and he nodded for the flight ticket at nine o'clock in the evening.

"The king in the Northwest District will always pick you up."

"Call him and see if you can go to the place where the train accident happened? How did they rescue him?" He calmly ordered.

Sister Chen gave him a slightly concerned look, then turned and went out.

He dialed the phone over and over again almost nervously, but he couldn't get through—suddenly felt powerless, closed his eyes and leaned on the armchair, and didn't want to think about anything—for the first time, he felt that facing such a thing, the original There was nothing I could do, so I could only sit here and wait.

It was almost early morning on the second day when we arrived in Urumqi. Wang Jingzhong was waiting for him outside the airport. Zhong Ruoxi's face was ashen. The wind was raging outside the airport and the temperature was extremely low. , stuffed a coat in his bag.Xiao Xiao handed him his coat, and Zhong Ruoxi took it and put it on his hand, "Did Secretary Chen call you?"

"She said she hasn't been in touch with Ms. Li." Wang Jingzhong took a look. Mr. Zhong was full of travel and dust, and only his assistant carried a box.

Zhong Ruoxi raised her thick eyebrows: "What's the situation over there?"

"It is said that there have been casualties at the scene, but it is not yet clear, and the rescue team cannot enter."

"You make arrangements, I'm going to the place where the accident happened." He turned on the phone and dialed the number over and over again.

Wang Jingzhong was taken aback: "This place is far away from Pearl Spring. I have contacted the rescue team. They have to wait for the wind to slow down before entering."

Zhong Ruoxi slowly choked out a sentence from the corner of his mouth, with an irreversible decision: "I don't care, get a car."

Wang Jingzhong glanced at Xiao Xiao cautiously, and the latter shrugged helplessly at him.

"Mr. Zhong, are you sure that Miss Li is on that train? Do you want to check again?" He looked at Zhong Ruoxi earnestly, "I just called and asked someone to go to the hotel travel agency in Dunhuang to check and find out. Did you get on that train?"

Zhong Ruoxi snorted softly, "I contacted her before getting on the bus, and it should be the one that leaves at noon." Then she became upset, "I want a driver, hurry up."

Wang Jingzhong was behind and called to contact the vehicle, and Xiao Xiao took the initiative to walk beside him: "Mr. Wang, take care of yourself—Mr. Zhong is also concerned about chaos, and he didn't mean to lose his temper with you."

Wang Jingzhong nodded, expressing his understanding: "Oh, I know, but the power of heaven is absolutely inviolable—I will try my best."

He quickly dispatched an off-road vehicle and found an old driver who was familiar with the terrain to pick them up soon.A few minutes later, they drove into a convoy of trains in the dark—they were all heading there, including the second batch of additional rescuers and a large number of news media.

The crackling sand hit the car window, Zhong Ruoxi felt flustered, and turned to look at the driver: "When will this wind stop?"

"Stop?" The old driver smiled, "It's good if you can slow down. There are strong winds blowing here eight out of ten days."

I don't know how long it has been open, but Zhong Ruoxi only feels that the sky shows no signs of brightening up, the yellow sand and dust are overwhelming, and even time has come to a standstill.He pinched the phone to watch, the signal was strong and weak, and the speed of the car was not fast, but from time to time, stones of different sizes hit the chassis of the car, and the sharp or dull sound was disturbing.

Xiao Xiao sat in front and picked up the phone: "Sister Chen?" He listened for a while, then immediately handed the phone to Zhong Ruoxi——

"What? The phone is connected?" He couldn't wait to pick up the phone, and even stopped unconsciously rubbing his forehead.

"No. Ms. Li was not on the bus that had the accident. The exact information we got from the hotel where she stayed in Dunhuang is that she got on another bus and may be stuck behind now—wait until the southern Xinjiang line is opened. to Urumqi."

Zhong Ruoxi only felt a mouthful of fresh anger rising slowly from the bottom of his heart, warming his chest very slowly. He knew that Sister Chen would not talk nonsense, so he must be sure to say this to him—then he spoke quickly: "what happened?"

"Miss Li originally booked that train, but there was a problem with the program at the hotel reception, and the ticket was not given to her in time - she took the next train." Sister Chen emphasized her tone, "Probably not Mistakes - the waiter said at the station she missed the train and lost her temper once, so it was impressive."