Several workers who were talking enthusiastically heard Ling Yunfeng's voice and turned to look at him.

They were busy chatting and did not notice Ling Yunfeng's arrival.

"I can't see clearly. Her body shape seems to be quite slim." The security-looking man replied.

"What about your hair? Long or short, combed or draped over your shoulders?" Ling Yunfeng asked a series of questions.

He thought of the young woman sitting in the police car just now.

The security guard thought hard and said, "It seems to be covered up. I can't see the length clearly. It's too far away."

"What kind of bag is she carrying?" Ling Yunfeng asked again.

The security guard gestured with his hands: "A big backpack, maybe this big."

A worker questioned: "Hey, didn't you say you can't see clearly? How do you know how big someone's bag is?"

The security guard defended: "Her bag was thrown out. I saw her rushing to grab it. Her hands were holding it like this. It should be about this big."

The more Ling Yunfeng listened, the more he felt that the girl's image matched Luo Qiao's.

He opened the door and got out of the car, came to the security guard, and asked: "Where is that girl? Where is she now?"

A worker rushed to answer: "You should have gone to the police station to take notes."

"No, no," the security guard waved his hands and said, "No, the three robbers got into the police car. The police asked the robbed girl a few words and then let her go."

The security guard didn't see the entire incident.

When the incident happened, he stayed in the security room and was dealing with something. Hearing a cry for help coming from a distance, he couldn't get away for a while, and after a while he ran to the window to look.

The security guard was small and frail and did not dare to run out. He only stuck his head at the window and watched. He was far away and covered by green trees, so neither Nangong Huang nor Luo Qiao saw him.

When the security guard poked his head out, he happened to see Nangong Huang throwing the robber to the ground, and Luo Qiao rushed over and grabbed his bag.

Therefore, he mistakenly thought that Lojo had been robbed, and thought that the other three people taken away by the police were all robbers.

Seeing that they hadn't answered to the point for a long time, Ling Yunfeng stepped forward, grabbed the security guard's collar, and asked sternly: "Let me ask you, where is that girl?"

The security guard was so frightened that he raised his hands and shouted: "Brother, don't, don't hit me, I said, I said."

Only then did Ling Yunfeng realize that his behavior was a little too extreme, which frightened the security guard and wasted even more time.

He let go of his hand, softened his expression and said, "I won't hit you. I'm sorry, but I was a little impatient. Please tell me where that girl went. She, uh, she is very important to me."

Ling Yunfeng added in his heart, of course it was important, he was the one who left her here, and if something happened, he would always feel a little uncomfortable in his conscience.

He thought that what he said was fair and square, but he didn't want to cause a big misunderstanding to others.

The security guard and several other workers all showed signs of realization.

No wonder this man was so excited. It turned out that something was wrong with his sweetheart. He can understand, absolutely understand.

The security guard's face showed a little more sympathy. He pointed to the left side of the intersection and said, "Brother, that girl went over there. With, um, with a man."

"A man?" Ling Yunfeng asked doubtfully.

"Yes," the security guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "I saw her tugging and hugging that man, and the two of them went over there together." Several workers who were talking enthusiastically heard Ling Yunfeng's voice.

, all turned around to look at him.

They were busy chatting and did not notice Ling Yunfeng's arrival.

"I can't see clearly. Her body shape seems to be quite slim." The security-looking man replied.

"What about your hair? Long or short, combed or draped over your shoulders?" Ling Yunfeng asked a series of questions.

He thought of the young woman sitting in the police car just now.

The security guard thought hard and said, "It seems to be covered up. I can't see the length clearly. It's too far away."

"What kind of bag is she carrying?" Ling Yunfeng asked again.

The security guard gestured with his hands: "A big backpack, maybe this big."

A worker questioned: "Hey, didn't you say you can't see clearly? How do you know how big someone's bag is?"

The security guard defended: "Her bag was thrown out. I saw her rushing to grab it. Her hands were holding it like this. It should be about this big."

The more Ling Yunfeng listened, the more he felt that the girl's image matched Luo Qiao's.

He opened the door and got out of the car, came to the security guard, and asked: "Where is that girl? Where is she now?"

A worker rushed to answer: "You should have gone to the police station to take notes."

"No, no," the security guard waved his hands and said, "No, the three robbers got into the police car. The police asked the robbed girl a few words and then let her go."

The security guard didn't see the entire incident.

When the incident happened, he stayed in the security room and was dealing with something. Hearing a cry for help coming from a distance, he couldn't get away for a while, and after a while he ran to the window to look.

The security guard was small and frail and did not dare to run out. He only stuck his head at the window and watched. He was far away and covered by green trees, so neither Nangong Huang nor Luo Qiao saw him.

When the security guard poked his head out, he happened to see Nangong Huang throwing the robber to the ground, and Luo Qiao rushed over and grabbed his bag.

Therefore, he mistakenly thought that Lojo had been robbed, and thought that the other three people taken away by the police were all robbers.

Seeing that they hadn't answered to the point for a long time, Ling Yunfeng stepped forward, grabbed the security guard's collar, and asked sternly: "Let me ask you, where is that girl?"

The security guard was so frightened that he raised his hands and shouted: "Brother, don't, don't hit me, I said, I said."

Only then did Ling Yunfeng realize that his behavior was a little too extreme, which frightened the security guard and wasted even more time.

He let go of his hand, softened his expression and said, "I won't hit you. I'm sorry, but I was a little impatient. Please tell me where that girl went. She, uh, she is very important to me."

Ling Yunfeng added in his heart, of course it was important, he was the one who left her here, and if something happened, he would always feel a little uncomfortable in his conscience.

He thought that what he said was fair and square, but he didn't want to cause a big misunderstanding to others.

The security guard and several other workers all showed signs of realization.

No wonder this man was so excited. It turned out that something was wrong with his sweetheart. He can understand, absolutely understand.

The security guard's face showed a little more sympathy. He pointed to the left side of the intersection and said, "Brother, that girl went over there. With, um, with a man."

"A man?" Ling Yunfeng asked doubtfully.
Chapter completed!