For two days in a row, Song Gang was busy looking for someone. He didn't have time to answer Luo Qian's calls. He called several times before he picked up.
"Hey, Qianqian."
The sound was a little noisy, and Luo Qian frowned, "Where are you now?"
Song Gang was helpless, "Qianqian, I'm very busy right now, executing a mission. Can I call you when I get back to City A?"
"You're not in City A?" Luo Qian was surprised.
"Yes." Song Gang responded hurriedly, "Qianqian, I'll be busy first, and I'll give it to you when I'm free."
"Then, pay attention to your safety." Before the words were spoken, the phone was hung up.
Luo Qian looked at the blackened screen of her phone and was silent for a while.
This time, Song Gang went out to perform a mission without even informing him.
Even just now, I felt anxious talking to myself.
Luo Qian is not complaining that Song Gang is busy with work and forgets about her, it's just that she misses him very much after not seeing him for the past few days.
Then he thought about it, Huangfu Lin was the only one who could make Song Gang fight so hard for him.
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The dilapidated house, with no lights on the entire building, is located alone on the outskirts of city
Looking at the crumbling house in front of me, my body was leaning and it was about to collapse, but I still stood there tenaciously.
Song Gang raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure he lives here?"
The man in black who brought Song Gang here nodded.
Song Gang heard the words and took the lead to step in.
It was a dark corridor with not a single ray of light coming in.
Helpless, Song Gang had to carefully discredit and go upstairs.
Stopped in front of a door.
There wasn't even a house number on it, and the closed door seemed broken. A faint yellow light could be seen through the cracks in the door, illuminating a corner.
No wonder there wasn't a single light visible outside, maybe there were candles lit.
Song Gang knocked on the door and observed the movement inside through the gap.
Suddenly, the candlelight in the room was extinguished so quickly that one almost thought the warmth just now was an illusion.
There was no movement inside.
Song Gang had no choice but to clear his voice and say, "Hello, is there anyone inside?"
There is no sound inside.
Song Gang had no choice but to continue, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask you about someone."
It took a long time before I heard a childish voice, "I don't know anyone, you've got the wrong person."
As soon as he heard the voice that was full of vigilance and even a hint of fear, Song Gang knew that there was the person he was looking for inside.
He smiled slightly and said, "We are really not bad people, I just came to tell you about your mother."
Only the sound of the door bolt being pulled open was heard, and Song Gang pushed the door open and entered.
That small ray of light ignited again, and Song Gang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the scene in the room clearly.
A small figure huddled in the corner, his head buried deep in his knees. Only a black head was visible, and his body was trembling.
Song Gang walked up to him and slowly squatted down.
"Is this person your mother?" Song Gang tried his best to soften his tone, but the child in front of him had not completely let down his guard against him.
The figure raised his head, quickly glanced at the photo in Song Gang's hand, and was stunned, his clear eyes filled with moisture.
Pi took the photo away with his hand, and tears suddenly fell on the photo...