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Chapter 705

Mo Kai looked at the window again and saw the window slapping against the window frame, but that figure was no longer there.

It seemed like just now, it was just a figment of his mind.

After being stunned for a moment, he stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong—"

Once and twice there was no response, so he continued to do it a third and fourth time, quite persistently.

However, no matter how hard he pressed, there was still no response.

Mo Kai raised his head and saw that the window was still empty.

"You are... so crazy." He turned around slumped, secretly spitting at himself.

Qiao Zhai.

"Uncle Qin, who rang the doorbell just now?" Qiao Ning walked down the stairs from the second floor with a tired look on her face.

Uncle Qin, the butler, frowned, "Don't even think about it, it must be those reporters again! These people are really annoying!"

"Didn't those people just leave?" Qiao Ning pressed her frown.

"Who knows, I just wanted to say that they were wise, but they stopped for a long time and came back again! Second Miss, did I disturb you again? How about I go and remove the doorbell first?"

"No, let them be." Qiao Ning curled up in the corner of the sofa and turned on the international news channel.

Uncle Qin looked at the pictures on the TV, and his heart twisted into a ball.

Qiao Ning's complexion was naturally not much better, now as pale as paper.

"Second Miss, stop reading. Have you forgotten what your husband told you? Take care of yourself and wait at home with peace of mind. They will definitely bring the eldest daughter back safely."

Qiao Ning lowered her long eyelashes, rested her chin on her knees, and murmured to herself, "Yes, they will definitely come back, and they will definitely come back safely."

Kenya.

On a helicopter, Qiao Zhen held Ruan Jinshu's trembling hand more and more tightly.

Both of them looked solemn and silent.

The only sound left around him was the roar of the propellers operating crazily, filled with oppression that wanted to drag people in and crush them.

Just like their mood at the moment.

They had been searching for two full days and rescued several groups of trapped victims, but they could not find their daughter alone.

The golden rescue time is passing little by little. One minute more delay means one minute less chance of survival.

Qiao Zhen, who was not afraid even if the sky fell from him, felt extremely anxious and panicked at this moment.

The helicopter landed on a high ground. Qiao Zhen helped Ruan Jinshu get off the plane and ran toward a shanty town.

There were already people waiting here, and when they saw Qiao Zhen, they took the initiative to greet them.

"Hello Mr. Qiao, this is Simo who is contacting you.

, please come with me."

The visitor spoke concisely and concisely, omitting any unnecessary polite greetings and getting straight to the point.

Qiao Zhen had doubts in his heart, but he still followed the young man in front of him.

It was indeed strange. Just when they had made no progress in searching for the person for two days, a strange phone call came in, offering to join his rescue team.

The most important thing is that this man claimed to have discovered the place where his daughter was trapped.

This person is the one in front of me named Simo

young people.

At this time, Qiao Zhen would not give up if there was even a slight chance.

A few people hurriedly entered a large tent in the shanty town, where seven or eight young people with Chinese faces were sitting together, all of them looking as pale as eggplants beaten by frost.

A group of people meet Simo

Qiao Zhen and Ruan Jinshu came in and they all stood up straight.

Qiao Zhen quickly scanned the young faces in front of him...


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