172 Lost contact

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Wen Renjing couldn't get through to Su Huizhi's phone. He vaguely remembered that his junior brother had said that Anchor Su had been with Team Yan recently, so he called Yan Fei again, but he didn't know that Yan Fei's phone couldn't get through either.

He started to get anxious. Thinking of Assistant Su Huizhi who was in a hurry just now, he quickly turned around and ran to the broadcast department. After asking around, I found out that Su Huizhi was taking a day off today.

"Then why is his assistant still there?" Wen Renjing asked.

"The anchors have more days off in a week than the assistants. They are under great mental pressure and need to ensure adequate rest, so assistants do not need them. His assistants often stay to do other work. He should have gone to the monitoring department to get documents just now, right? "The staff of the broadcasting department said.

"Then can you contact Anchor Su? He used to take turns and couldn't get through the phone like this?" Wen Renjing was still worried.

"This..." the staff looked at each other, "Wait a moment."

If everyone didn't ignore Wen Renjing because of his young age, if Anchor Su and Captain Yan couldn't get through on the phone, then something was indeed wrong.

Within five minutes, the result came out - I really couldn't contact you!

"Follow me." The staff of the broadcasting department called Su Huizhi's assistant and asked him to come back quickly, and quickly rushed to the inspection department with Wen Renjing.

At the same time, another person also ran to the search and rescue department to inquire about Yan Fei's whereabouts.

The inspection department can locate the location. Generally speaking, the staff of the gas phase bureau always keep their mobile phones close to them so that they can go on missions at any time. After the two people passed by, the inspection department immediately cooperated with the investigation, and the location was finally located -

The apartment opposite the Qi Phase Bureau is Su Huizhi's home.

Yan Fei's position also disappeared there.

"I know the password to Anchor Su's house!" Wen Renjing hurriedly raised his hand to signal. He just said, Dahuang is missing and it involves Huayuan Road. How can Su Huizhi sit still?

He hasn't shown up yet, something must have happened.

The others didn't have time to think too much, so they immediately ordered a few people and took Wen Renjing straight to the apartment. Someone asked Wen Renjing on the road how he knew the password of anchor Su's house, but Wen Renjing did not answer directly.

When he arrived at the door, he entered the password very quickly without letting anyone else know it - the password was Senior Li's birthday.

Although Li Zheng has never taken the initiative to come here over the years, the password has not been changed.

At the entrance to the house, Su Huizhi's shoes were neatly placed there, indicating that the owner had not gone out. Wen Renjing called his name, took off his shoes and ran in. His eyes glanced at his coat hanging on the coat rack and the half-eaten fruit plate on the coffee table in the living room, and his heart sank deeper and deeper.

"Anchor Su? Su Huizhi? Brother?" Wen Renjing rushed to the bedroom, opened the door, and found that the temperature was not right.

bathroom!

The light was still on in the bathroom. Wen Renjing ran over in three steps, not caring about privacy, and opened the sliding door of the bathroom and rushed in.

But there was no one in the bathroom, and most of the water remained in the huge bathtub. On the walnut shelf next to the bathtub, there was a lit incense burnt to the end.

The water is still warm.

"Wait, young master, please step aside a little." The voice of the search and rescue team members came from behind. Wen Renjing quickly moved away, and when he looked back, he saw the other party.

He squatted down on one knee and looked at a shoe print.

There were water stains on the bathroom floor. Someone came in wearing shoes, and the mud on the soles of the shoes was stained by the water stains, leaving traces.

The search and rescue team members stretched out their hands to wipe the mark, twisted it with their fingertips, and said solemnly: "It should be Captain Yan. This is caused by the mud in the gaps and sticking to the soles of the shoes."

Another person also said: "It seems that only people came in and no one went out. Captain Yan noticed something strange and rushed over, but failed to stop it, so he fell into the gap with Anchor Su?"

"Is there a cracked entrance and exit here?" Wen Renjing looked around, subconsciously about to move forward, but was held back by others, "Young Master, next is the work of our search and rescue department."

Wen Renjing wanted to argue, but looking at the other party's solemn look, he suppressed it. Although he was unwilling, he still exited the bathroom obediently.

The teenage boy took every step with great difficulty, clenching his fists and frowning maturely. He was looking forward to growing up quickly, but he also deeply felt the urgency of time and hoped that he would be able to go. slower.

Contradictory and entangled.

The people in the search and rescue department were considerate of him and did not urge him to return to the Qi Phase Bureau, completely excluding him. The results of the subsequent investigation were also frowning. There seemed to be no cracked entrance or exit in the bathroom, and they were completely unable to determine how Su Huizhi and Yan Fei disappeared.

Has the poison arrived? Did he tear open the gap?

Amid such doubts, zero o'clock has arrived.

Yan Yueming stood on the street at midnight, following the people from the inspection department to stop the car and check it. As the trunk of a car was opened, messages gradually came together, but he never waited for the one he was looking forward to.

On the radio at the toll station ahead, anchor Xu Ling's always calm and gentle voice began to come out.

"The following will tell you about today's gas phase."

"Article 1: Today's odd-number driving is restricted. Anyone whose birth and death year ends with an odd number, please do not drive vehicles, including children's cars, bumper cars, go-karts and other types of vehicles."

"Article 2: There are no roses planted as landscape plants on the entire section of the East Third Ring Road. All citizens and friends are asked not to pick, take photos, or stay."

"Article 3: The city library is closed today, please do not go."

"Article 4: The Experimental Middle School is on vacation today. All parents and friends are asked not to send their children to school until further notice tomorrow."



"To be continued."

"In case of any emergency, please call the hotline 66666. Thank you for your cooperation. I wish you a happy life and everything goes as usual."

As each rule was announced, vehicles were already parking slowly on the roadside. Drivers with odd numbers at the end of their birth and death years got out of the car, cursing poison and their bad luck, and waited for roadside assistance.

A member of the inspection department happened to be near him, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, brother, fill out the form."

Yan Yueming was also watching, but suddenly Li Heping said "Ouch" behind him, and quickly turned around, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Li Heping smoothed his thick hair, which was proud of Qi Xiangju, and said: "Your teacher, I also have an odd number. This car can't be driven. Can you drive it? Oh no, you don't have a motorcycle driver's license."

Yan Yueming blinked and suddenly remembered, "The principal is from the Experimental Middle School?"

"When you say that...it's true." Li Heping rubbed his chin and thought about it, "Today's rules seem very ordinary and ordinary, but after thinking about it carefully, I always feel that something is not good." ()

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A bad gut feeling.

This intuition reached its peak when he received a call from Wen Renjing and learned that Su Huizhi and Yan Fei were also missing. And where are Su Huizhi and Yan Fei at this moment?

They were walking in the cracks of the summer night.

This is a lonely road. The road winds forward. There are dark woods on both sides of the road. There are cicadas and birds chirping, but there is not a single person.

Su Huizhi was wearing a white bathrobe, her hair was still wet, it was a bit cold from the wind, and her lips were pale and bloodless, but Su Da anchor was fearless. He also "snatched" Yan Fei's shoes, leaving the captain to walk aside with a "stinky face" in a gentlemanly manner.

"You're angry?"

"No, it is my duty and my honor to protect the Su University anchor."

Su Huizhi thought he was praising himself. After all, he was so conscientious that he didn't even take away Yan Fei's coat. He just sighed: "It's really cold in the gap at night. Do you think it's possible?" Is it going to snow again? I don’t think I’ve ever seen such heavy snow in Shangfang City.”

Yan Fei looked at him and said, "Do you want to freeze to death? It's not beautiful to freeze to death."

Su Huizhi followed the good example and said, "That's no need. Thank you Captain Yan for your concern."

Yan Fei twitched his lips and said, "Let's go quickly. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death. I don't want to carry a frozen corpse back and have another fight with Li Zheng."

After walking forward for a while, the road conditions finally changed.

A horizontal railway track cut off the asphalt road in the middle. The two of them did not cross it rashly. After standing here for a while, a clanging sound came from the distance.

"Pengtuo train?" Su Huizhi asked.

"There's only one section left." Yan Fei narrowed his eyes, "The bus is almost there."

Amidst the whistle of "Woo-Woo--", the familiar green train gradually approached. Just as Yan Fei said, there was only one train left in the train that originally had dozens of cars, running alone.

It was coming from the front, not very fast, and it was vaguely visible that there were drivers and passengers in the car. On the sign posted in front of the car is a red number 8.

"Iterated?"

"It looks like it is."

While they were talking, train No. 8 had already arrived in front of them.

As the vehicle slowly stopped, Su Huizhi also saw clearly what was going on inside the vehicle. The driver was a middle-aged man wearing blue overalls and a hat. His face was calm and nothing could be seen. There was also a female conductor in the car, wearing a uniform skirt of the same color and a small satchel tied around her waist.

There were several other passengers in the car.

The passengers did not look like NPCs, because they were all restless, frightened, nervous, and restless, and their eyes seemed to be about to pop out, staring at the people outside the window.

Someone was shaking their head at them.

Someone was mouthing to them, as if to say: Help.

There was a crumpled piece of paper taped to the car door, wet from the wind and snow, and half of it had fallen off. Su Huizhi could faintly see a few blurry words. If he guessed correctly, the piece of paper should be "Incoming and Outgoing Instructions."

Judging from the current situation, this notice may no longer be of much use.

The conductor sat near the door, where there was a small counter where cups could be placed. She was about thirty years old, with long hair tied up in a bun on the back of her head, with a few strands of hair hanging on her ears. Her facial features were straight and delicate, but there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and she looked tired and world-weary.

When the car door opened, her tone also revealed a sense of businesslike impatience, "Would you like to get in the car?"

"Where is this car going?" Yan Fei asked, crossing his arms.

"Right or wrong prison," the conductor replied.

"Where is the starting station?" Yan Fei asked again.

"I don't know about the court," the conductor replied.

Yan Fei couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Su Huizhi laughed beside him, as if he had no idea what danger he would face, and joked: "It looks like they are sending us to jail."

Yan Fei: "You can choose not to."

Su Huizhi: "Captain Yan is scared?"

Yan Fei raised his eyebrows.

Su Huizhi: "It's better to be in jail than to be a beautiful corpse. Captain Yan, I didn't have time to get dressed inside. Please be considerate."

I'm sorry for you, you idiot.

If you go to jail like this, something will happen. !

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