Leng Zimo raised his palm, pressed his throbbing chest, and shook his head gently.
The men backed away.
Leng Zimo turned his face and looked around the room again, his eyes passing by the cloth belt on the bedpost, and he frowned more and more distressedly.
Locke, this bastard, he actually treated his Luo Xiaoqian like this!
Imagining her helplessly tied to the bed, he almost fainted from heartache.
Stretching out his palm, he slowly passed the pillow and noticed a long hair on the pillow. Leng Zimo carefully picked it up and held it in his hand.
"Xiao Qian..."
Holding the hair, he stood up suddenly.
As soon as he stood up, his vision went dark, and he fell down onto the carpet without any strength.
"Sir!" Xiao Cheng exclaimed and rushed over, supported his body, and helped him sit on the ground, "How are you, sir?!"
"I'm fine!" Leng Zimo put his hands on the ground and slowly stood up from the ground, "Let's go... let's go to the airport... to find her..."
"Sir, you'd better rest for a while..."
"No!" Leng Zimo shook off Xiao Cheng's arm, "I'm going to rest. Will Locke rest? He will take her away..."
After shaking for a moment, he staggered towards the door.
"Sir!" Xiao Cheng frowned and rushed over, supporting him, "Okay... I will take you there, I will help you go."
Leng Zimo raised his hand to hold the door frame, turned to look at the room again, then raised his right hand and looked at his palm.
On his palm, there is a shallow mark.
When he stood up from the ground just now, he seemed to be hit by something.
He looked at the mark in confusion, turned his face, and looked at the place where he had just fallen. The sheet was pushed aside by his hand, revealing a shiny thing hidden under the bed.
Raising his eyebrows, Leng Zimo turned around, walked over slowly, squatted down on the bed, and lifted the sheets. The clues of what was hidden under the bed immediately appeared in front of his eyes.
It was a watch, with a dark blue leather strap and a silver watch body. The thing that touched his palm just now was the buckle on the strap.
This is...Xiao Qian's watch!
Leng Zimo grabbed the watch and held it in his hand.
This watch was given to Xiaoqian by Leng Zirui. It can track the position of the GPS transmitter on Luo Jun. Luo Xiaoqian has always regarded this watch as a treasure and will take it with her anytime and anywhere, even if she sometimes goes out to participate.
The clothes are not suitable for wearing this kind of watch during activities. She will always put it in her handbag and never leave it behind.
Now, the watch is here but the person is not!
She must have been very nervous and busy when she came and left, otherwise, she would never have thrown away this watch.
Thinking of the way that person was being grabbed and pushed around by them, Leng Zimo tightly held the watch in his hand.
When the watch was on, the buckle pinched his palm, which hurt so much.
"Xiao Qian, I will definitely get you back!" After whispering, Leng Zimo turned and walked towards the door, "Go to the airport!"
Leng Zimo staggered all the way downstairs, just as a helicopter from the Korean Maritime Surveillance Service arrived. After negotiating with the person in charge, the other party immediately sent a plane to take him to the airport.
More than half an hour later, the helicopter landed at the airport, and Leng Zimo saw Huangfu Ao and others again.
"Two hours ago, a nearby hospital admitted a female patient who was allergic to roses. We have shown them the photos and determined that it is Luo Xiaoqian."
