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The address of the new home is relatively remote, and the towering chimneys of the factory can be seen outside the window. The night sky is reddened by the blizzard, and red light shines through the curtains, as if the sky is about to dawn.However, it was late at night, and the whole city was in a deep sleep. As far as the eye could see, the cosmic space in the dark night was lonely, empty, and cold.

Fifteen days without work at the company is tantamount to resigning automatically. For half a month, the company has never called Tang Yingzhuo again.Tang Yingzhuo watches the financial time and space on time every day on TV, but there is no news about Yuan's Group. The entertainment news is chewing on his past scandals, until the bones are tasteless before changing the target.

After paying attention to TV news, paper news and Internet news for a month, Tang Yingzhuo found that Ming Yuan seemed to have disappeared since that incident.

And Yu Kuangxiao couldn't even contact him.Tang Yingzhuo hung up the call to Yu Kuangxiao, feeling a little panicked.

Early the next morning, as soon as the first light rail train arrived at the station, Tang Yingzhuo bought a ticket and rushed up.He first went to the headquarters building of the Yuanshi Group on the financial street.

The hostess at the reception led him to the lobby manager.

Tang Yingzhuo said: "I want to see your boss, Mingyuan."

The manager slowly frowned, with an unbelievable sarcasm in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"I am... Tang Yingzhuo."

"Tang? Ying? Zhuo?"

The hostess lady next to her suddenly covered her red lips with her hands, and shouted: "Jiang Zhenxian!"

In an instant, Tang Yingzhuo was surrounded by a group of people, including the hostesses in the hall, company staff, office workers and so on.

Tang Yingzhuo felt like turning into a monkey in a second.

The manager focused his eyes on Tang Yingzhuo's face: "Jiang... Are you the one playing Jiang Zhenxian?"

"Yes." Tang Yingzhuo approached him and said, "Please make arrangements for me quickly, I have something urgent to ask your boss."

"Okay, okay." The hall manager immediately picked up the phone.

Tang Yingzhuo thought, could this be the so-called celebrity effect, which should not be underestimated.

More and more people gathered around, and some even took out a small book and asked him to sign it.Tang Yingzhuo took it and made a few random strokes, which are purely abstract.

After a phone call, the manager told him, "Excuse me, the chairman is out of the office right now."

"Then where is he now?"

"I have no right to ask about this. I'm sorry."

"Then who knows where he is?"

"Only his private secretary knows."

Tang Yingzhuo said without hesitation, "I want to see his private secretary."

"There are many private secretaries of the chairman, which one do you want to see?"

"How many are there?"

"Thirty."

"..." Tang Yingzhuo was completely confused.

After thinking for a few minutes, he said again: "Find someone who has the closest contact with him."

"Amy?"

"Row."

10 minutes later.Tang Yingzhuo was taken to a rather nice office.A middle-aged woman was sitting inside, she was a foreigner.In view of the many hurdles before, Tang Yingzhuo probably knew that he was indifferent. Now his tone has obviously lowered his tone, and his words are more careful: "I want to see Ming Dong, can you help me arrange it?"

"The chairman said he didn't want to see anyone, and now I can't reach him at all."

"Then he doesn't have a personal phone?"

"There is one, but it has been shut down."

"Then where does he live now?"

"I'm his official secretary, and I don't know anything about life."

"Can you give me his phone number?"

"This...Okay." Amy quickly wrote down a string of numbers on a sticky note and handed it to him.

Tang Yingzhuo took it over and saw that it was still the original number.He returned the note to her, dialed it directly from memory, and it really was a shutdown.I can't send text messages even when I'm down.This bastard is amazing at what he does!

Before leaving, Tang Yingzhuo said: "Something may have happened to your president, so try your best to find him as soon as possible."

Tang Yingzhuo didn't care about Amy's expression and left in a hurry.

After that, Tang Yingzhuo went to National University, Shenxiu, Heifang, Qicai Manor, Tianjie, and searched all the places he could think of, but there was no such person.Gradually, people from all walks of life began to look for him, and the media kept speculating about the reason for his sudden disappearance.Two months later, almost the whole world was looking for him.

For more than a year, Tang Yingzhuo has been watching him on TV all the time. It can be said that he has never completely disappeared from Tang Yingzhuo's life.In the past, whenever the entertainment media broke the news about his scandal, Tang Yingzhuo would desperately search the Internet for photos of the movie star or supermodel who was rumored to be with him, to see if there was any substantial evidence that the two were together.After discovering that it is purely fabricated, there will be a short-term happiness, but it will soon sink down again.

Judging from his frequent appearances at that time, sooner or later he would be seduced by a certain model or actor and turn himself into his ex, ex-ex, ex-ex-ex, ex-ex-ex... as long as he ticks off Fingers, will go forward and follow.But for more than a year, he has been in full swing in his career, but there are no clues about his private life. The more fabricated scandals, the more it shows that the entertainment media is unwilling, and the more it shows that his private life is beyond reproach.

Various alliances to find Mingyuan have been formed on the Internet. Many netizens have posted a large number of photos that are somewhat similar to Mingyuan, but they are definitely fake versions. There are also many post bars dedicated to inventorying fake Mingyuan. All kinds of imitation Mingyuan photos from various provinces and cities were posted, and at the end of the post there must be a photo of Mingyuan himself, and then everyone realized that Mr. Ming's aura was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.As a result, the people of the whole country and even the people of the world miss him very much.Not to mention Zhuo.

The attention in the media is purely for entertainment.If Mingyuan disappeared on purpose, who would be able to find him.People hope that after a while, he can adjust his mentality and come back by himself.

just afraid...

I'm afraid of being assassinated, dismembered, mutilated, and so on.

Tang Yingzhuo had been so suspicious a long time ago, that's why he jumped forward and back to look for it like a monkey.This person has been missing for three full months, and no matter how reclusive he is, he should show his flaws.

Early in the morning, Tang Yingzhuo went out to continue searching, and came back in the evening. When she walked to the front of her house, she saw a familiar figure standing there.Tang Yingzhuo quickened his pace and walked over.

"Benjamin?"

Ben bowed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Master Tang."

"How do you know I live here?"

"I knew about it the day you moved. I was driving behind and was ordered by the young master. I'm sorry. The purpose of my coming here is to ask you, has the young master contacted you recently?"

"So you don't know where he went?"

"Yes. It's been three months since I heard from the young master..." Ben stretched out his hand to wipe away his old tears.

Tang Yingzhuo's heart sank.

In a trance, it seems that something more important than life has been lost. The so-called "lost soul" should be the feeling now.

Tang Yingzhuo bit her lip and said calmly: "Don't think about the bad, my brother is such an old man, he won't be abducted easily. What do the bodyguards say?"

Ben said: "The bodyguards all said the same thing. One morning, the young master went out alone without the bodyguards, and he never came back after that."

"It shows that he is mentally prepared."

Ben nodded, tears pouring down his face.

Tang Yingzhuo supported his shoulder and said, "Old man, you coaxed my brother to grow up."

"Yes."

"Has there been any abnormalities in the days before his disappearance?"

Ben blinked, recalling: "Master looks very painful."

Tang Yingzhuo was stunned for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse: "Go to the beach and look under the bridge..."

"Huh?" Ben looked at him in shock.

"If not, don't worry." Tang Yingzhuo said with a little luck.

"Okay, okay." Ignoring the etiquette of saying goodbye, I turned around and left.

In the early morning of the next day, the phone vibrated a few times. Tang Yingzhuo didn't sleep well, so she immediately touched the pillow and picked it up.

"Hey?"

On the phone, Ben's voice was a little excited: "Young Master Tang, I have searched carefully for all possible suicides, but I didn't find you, Young Master!"

"...Okay." Tang Yingzhuo clutched the phone tightly, and suddenly felt lighter: "Got it!"

play disappear.

He can hide for a lifetime!

In the morning, Tang Yingzhuo went to the kitchen to make fried rice with eggs. He cracked two eggs and stirred them in a bowl. Suddenly, his heart was caught by something, and his hand slipped.Tang Yingzhuo stared blankly at the fragments, feeling vaguely ominous.

suddenly.The phone rang.Tang Yingzhuo rushed into the house, and the number displayed was unfamiliar.Staring at the flickering phone screen, he reached for his hand on the apron and picked it up tremblingly.

"Hey?"

"Tang Yingzhuo, are you safe?"

"Who are you?"

"Guess who I am. If you can't guess, just pluck out one of your brother's eyes."

"my brother!?"

Tang Yingzhuo's face was as white as paper.

"Guess it? There is only one chance."

Tang Yingzhuo shook her lips and said, "...Thunder?"

"Hahaha! Do you want to listen to your brother's sex?"

"You... what did you do to him!"

"played."

Tang Yingzhuo burst into tears immediately: "You fucking dare to play with my brother! I'm going to chop you up! I'm going to chop you up!!!!!! Wow wow wow wow... I'm fucking fighting with you—"

Tang Yingzhuo almost pulled over, but the other party hung up the phone, he immediately called back tremblingly, his lips trembling: "Q, don't hurt him, I beg you... please..."

"He has been on a hunger strike for several days. If you want to see him for the last time, come here."

"What... what..."

"One breath away from death."

Tang Yingzhuo's tongue became Parkinson's: "I'll go right away!"

Lei Ming forced out his teeth: "If you, if, yes, dare, report to the police, I can strangle him to death with one hand!"

"No no no no..."

Tang Yingzhuo ran over to the address given by Lei Ming without thinking.I came to a dilapidated and abandoned factory in the outskirts. The construction site was deserted. Some rusty black iron pipes were poked outside a row of dilapidated workshops, and they were about to fall down at any time. The windows and doors of the workshops were rotten.One of the large workshops had a large iron door open.

Tang Yingzhuo walked in that direction.But there was no one inside, suddenly a person sprang out from behind, threw Tang Yingzhuo onto the wall, strangled him by the neck, and punched Tang Yingzhuo's face until blood splattered.Tang Yingzhuo's head buzzed, his consciousness was interrupted, he shook his head, and took a closer look.Lei Ming's right eye was covered with a black plastic shell, and his expression was ferocious.

Then came a few heavy punches.

Tang Yingzhuo finally fell to the ground, teeth falling out: "I...my brother...where is..."

Lei Ming gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You have the guts! You really dare to come!"

"My brother... Where is he..."

Lei Ming kicked him fiercely in the abdomen: "How would I know! Hahahahaha..."

Tang Yingzhuo curled up and rolled around, and finally stopped moving.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Yingzhuo woke up from a sharp pain, the sky was dark, the nostrils were filled with the smell of blood, the world was washed by the blood-red curtain, the horror and blood were like purgatory, his body twitched violently, and the sound of wailing was strangled in his mouth The fiber bags split into hoarse vocal lines.And then he lost his last light in agony...

Snowflakes are falling on the outskirts of the winter night.In the desolate and cold port, the ship has already sailed, the black sea water is rolling, whistling, and washing, and the towering mast is humming, just like the whimper of pity.

The old site of the abandoned factory was dark and dead, empty and gloomy.The dots of light on the port in the distance are as distant as stars, and the cold music is heard from the cargo hold of the old ship, mixed in the snowflakes, the humid air, and the blandness of the frost.

A trembling hand stretched out from under the white snow, pushing away the dirt, once, twice, three times... At this moment, all he can remember is the meanness of the man feeding the porridge with a small porcelain spoon, holding the glasses frame The unruly eyes, who created the script for Zhuo Zhuo but did not allow Zhuo Zhuo to act arrogantly, in order to punish Zhuo Zhuo for deliberately hiding the whiskey, the treasure who leaned over and tucked Zhuo Zhuo's trousers into the socks countless times, a The strength of people clanging and washing dishes in the kitchen, the fragility of covering their eyes and crying outside the auditorium... and a quiet afternoon, the sound of flipping books echoing in the swing courtyard, and the sigh of the lilac tree wall... …

A snail sticks out its tentacles from the dirt, struggling to crawl in the low temperatures where it is impossible to survive.

Tang Yingzhuo shivered in the mound with his fishy head in his arms. He lost too much blood and almost exhausted his body heat. On a snowy night, freezing to death was not an injustice, but a little unknown.Since I was a child, I thought that I would die violently, but now it seems that I am very honorable if I am not wiped out first, then killed and then wiped out.

How did Lei Ming come up with the idea of ​​digging a hole and burying himself? This is exactly what he always wanted to do to Cheng Biaobiao.If no one finds me, after one night, I will definitely get my wish and become a zombie lady, or a one-eyed zombie lady.

I can't even climb, so I simply stopped.It's not a pity to die, but it's a pity that until he dies, he doesn't know where Ming Yuan is now.

If there is still life to find him, no matter what you say, let him be your servant for the rest of your life.If he is disobedient, beat him with a belt, hit him with a brick, and paste him with the sole of a shoe.If he dared to leave again, he would go to his headquarters to cry, make trouble, hang himself, and force him back.mock up.

a bit too late...

Tang Yingzhuo tried to pull the plastic bag beside him and waved it a few times, hoping to be noticed by others, but his movements were too small, the road was a long way from here, and it was late at night, and it took a long time for passing vehicles to pass by one.There is little hope.He looked around and found that the big iron pipe was leaning against the factory building at a precarious angle. It was only supported by a tree fork. If the tree fork was kicked away, the big iron pipe would collapse in other directions, and the movement should be able to oscillate far.

He struggled to move his body, and it took all his strength to move to the side of the tree fork, waiting for the sound of passing cars.But after several cars passed by, he didn't kick the tree fork.The night was getting darker and the vehicles were almost gone.At this time, a car came from a distance, Tang Yingzhuo measured the speed with his ear, at least [-] pulses.Gathering all his strength for the last fight, he successfully kicked down the tree fork. In an instant, there was a loud sound of heavy objects overturning in the wilderness.As the loud noise shook, Tang Yingzhuo was praying.

However, the car drifted on the curve, whizzed by, and gradually drifted away.

Tang Yingzhuo twitched the corners of his mouth in despair, the frozen face was torn apart by the frost - at this moment he actually thought of the little match girl.

Then, he remembered everything, even the faces of every child in the kindergarten, and every arithmetic problem in elementary school... He remembered what happened in the United States, what happened after returning to China, and remembered—Ming Yuan once said that sentence to him, and the memory is clear.

Tang Yingzhuo closed her eyes and smiled.

Snowflakes fell all over his body, no longer melting.

The sad music on the port was played back over and over again, releasing the call of death.

In the nightmare, the eardrums were vibrated by the approaching noise, and the violent exhaust pipe with high horsepower rushed back at a speed of more than [-] pulses... The familiar body temperature came over, and the body was supported by a pair of powerful arms.

elder brother.

Is that you?

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