"What did the Youlan people do for taking Qin Shu?" Chu Zhou asked with a frown.
Wei He had his own guess on this question, and he said cautiously: "Miss Qin once said that the man was seriously ill. He was probably poisoned and died soon. He took Miss Qin away, maybe... Is it for Miss Qin to save him?"
After all, it was a guess, and he didn't dare to be too sure.
After speaking, he secretly observed the reactions of the directors present.
Some people thought about what he said seriously, while others scoffed at it.
Director Xu is one of the representatives of the latter.
He said sarcastically: "If we can't find anyone, we make up a Youlan clan to prevaricate, even if there is such a Youlan clan in the world. Was Qin Shu captured, or did he abscond in fear of crime, or not?" The real evidence? Just what Wei He said is not enough to prove anything."
Although he was refuting Wei He, his gaze was fixed on Chu Zhou.
Indeed, the outside world is now rumored that Qin Shu colluded with outsiders, plotted to seize the Chu family's gold medal, and abandoned Chu Linchen.
In this fierce crusade, in order to prove Qin Shu's innocence, evidence must be found.
Just relying on the guesswork of one or two people will certainly not calm down the situation.
Chu Zhou looked at the provocative director Xu, and said in a rare way: "Director Xu is right, we must find Qin Shu or find evidence. However, Wei He's words also provided us with a new way of thinking... .”
He paused, glanced at the directors present, and finally returned to Wei He, and said to him: "If Qin Shu was really taken away by that Youlan clansman, even if the other party is very skilled, but he is seriously ill and wants to take him with him. It's not that easy to leave alone."
Wei He nodded and said: "Second Master, you are right. I have sent additional people to follow them in the direction they left. I believe there will be news soon."
Chu Zhou looked at Director Xu meaningfully, "Okay, then wait patiently."
......
The outer suburbs far away from the bustling city are full of desolation, and there is no light for hundreds of meters.
The harsh night wind in winter makes the dead trees on the wilderness creak, as if they might break at any moment.
On the black asphalt road, a small truck roared by.
The awning cloth wrapped the truck body tightly, and a little light came through faintly.
The driver was a couple, who were mainly engaged in hauling goods, and occasionally went to the nearby countryside to collect some melons and fruits, and transported them to the city to sell.
The couple run short-distance freight and rarely walk at night.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, but the couple were still running on the road.
As the husband, the man held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator all the way to death, not daring to stop.
He only knows to drive forward, but he doesn't know where the destination is.
The woman sitting next to her still had half-dried tears on her face, her eyes were flustered, and more restless and apprehensive.
Her attention was always on the rearview mirror ahead.
From the mirror, one can faintly see the situation in the back of the car.
Several times, she wanted to open her mouth to say something to her husband beside her, but she seemed to have some scruples, so she could only hold back the words, silently clutching her heart.
In the body.
The lights hanging above the head sway back and forth with the driving of the car, and the whole space appears to be on and off.
Plastic cargo boxes were stacked aside, and a small figure was curled up in the corner.
Four or five years old, wearing a black down jacket, holding a small schoolbag tightly in his arms.
I don't know if it's because of the cold or fear, but my small body is trembling, and my eyes are always fixed on a certain place.
The upper eyelids wrapped in sleepiness couldn't help drooping, but he quickly lifted them up.
I dare not sleep at all.
Because he didn't know what terrible things this ferocious-looking old man in front of him would do to him when he fell asleep.
Wei He had his own guess on this question, and he said cautiously: "Miss Qin once said that the man was seriously ill. He was probably poisoned and died soon. He took Miss Qin away, maybe... Is it for Miss Qin to save him?"
After all, it was a guess, and he didn't dare to be too sure.
After speaking, he secretly observed the reactions of the directors present.
Some people thought about what he said seriously, while others scoffed at it.
Director Xu is one of the representatives of the latter.
He said sarcastically: "If we can't find anyone, we make up a Youlan clan to prevaricate, even if there is such a Youlan clan in the world. Was Qin Shu captured, or did he abscond in fear of crime, or not?" The real evidence? Just what Wei He said is not enough to prove anything."
Although he was refuting Wei He, his gaze was fixed on Chu Zhou.
Indeed, the outside world is now rumored that Qin Shu colluded with outsiders, plotted to seize the Chu family's gold medal, and abandoned Chu Linchen.
In this fierce crusade, in order to prove Qin Shu's innocence, evidence must be found.
Just relying on the guesswork of one or two people will certainly not calm down the situation.
Chu Zhou looked at the provocative director Xu, and said in a rare way: "Director Xu is right, we must find Qin Shu or find evidence. However, Wei He's words also provided us with a new way of thinking... .”
He paused, glanced at the directors present, and finally returned to Wei He, and said to him: "If Qin Shu was really taken away by that Youlan clansman, even if the other party is very skilled, but he is seriously ill and wants to take him with him. It's not that easy to leave alone."
Wei He nodded and said: "Second Master, you are right. I have sent additional people to follow them in the direction they left. I believe there will be news soon."
Chu Zhou looked at Director Xu meaningfully, "Okay, then wait patiently."
......
The outer suburbs far away from the bustling city are full of desolation, and there is no light for hundreds of meters.
The harsh night wind in winter makes the dead trees on the wilderness creak, as if they might break at any moment.
On the black asphalt road, a small truck roared by.
The awning cloth wrapped the truck body tightly, and a little light came through faintly.
The driver was a couple, who were mainly engaged in hauling goods, and occasionally went to the nearby countryside to collect some melons and fruits, and transported them to the city to sell.
The couple run short-distance freight and rarely walk at night.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, but the couple were still running on the road.
As the husband, the man held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator all the way to death, not daring to stop.
He only knows to drive forward, but he doesn't know where the destination is.
The woman sitting next to her still had half-dried tears on her face, her eyes were flustered, and more restless and apprehensive.
Her attention was always on the rearview mirror ahead.
From the mirror, one can faintly see the situation in the back of the car.
Several times, she wanted to open her mouth to say something to her husband beside her, but she seemed to have some scruples, so she could only hold back the words, silently clutching her heart.
In the body.
The lights hanging above the head sway back and forth with the driving of the car, and the whole space appears to be on and off.
Plastic cargo boxes were stacked aside, and a small figure was curled up in the corner.
Four or five years old, wearing a black down jacket, holding a small schoolbag tightly in his arms.
I don't know if it's because of the cold or fear, but my small body is trembling, and my eyes are always fixed on a certain place.
The upper eyelids wrapped in sleepiness couldn't help drooping, but he quickly lifted them up.
I dare not sleep at all.
Because he didn't know what terrible things this ferocious-looking old man in front of him would do to him when he fell asleep.
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