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Chapter 96 I don't know the night rain

"Gone?"

Okay, how come a child suddenly disappears?

Could it be that the meteorite has started to cause trouble somewhere where I can't see it?

Gao Yi thought for a moment, seemed to remember something, and asked carefully: "Is your child wearing a black down jacket, about eight or nine years old?"

"Have you seen my Xiaoyuan?!"

The beautiful woman's eyes immediately lit up, as if she had seen a savior.

"I did see him, but that was at noon."

Gao Yi nodded and briefly described the situation when he met the little boy, including the details of how the boy was suspected of smashing the frog to death with a stone cone, trying to provide some ideas to the couple in front of him.

Unfortunately, the couple had no clue about this, and said that their children had never been violent and would never do anything similar to killing animals.

He wouldn't know it, but maybe something would... Gao Yi glanced at the meteorite block with his peripheral vision, seriously suspecting that there was something inside that had affected the child named Xiaoyuan.

The middle-aged man continued to ask: "What happened next? Did you see which direction he ran?"

"He ran back."

Gao Yi added: "That's the direction here."

The pond where we met Xiaoyuan was still some distance away from the farmhouse, which meant that the other party might still change their route, making it inconvenient to continue investigating.

Gao Yi provided all the information he could provide to the couple. Unfortunately, it still had no effect.

After several searches to no avail, and taking advantage of the old man from the farmhouse, the couple went door to door and found nothing, and their mood was extremely bad.

They would never have thought that just because they were temporarily irritable and casually agreed to their son's request, it would end up like this.

I have searched the entire Shan'ao village, but I haven't even heard a reply from my son.

Either he didn't hear it, there is only one other possibility.

He has entered the mountains.

The slight scraping sound of the chair suddenly sounded.

The middle-aged man noticed that his wife was getting up, and after being slightly confused, he quickly grabbed the beautiful woman and prevented her from walking towards the young man.

He asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Xiaoyuan...Xiaoyuan must have been kidnapped by them..." The beautiful woman looked anxious and kept struggling, trying to get rid of her husband's hand.

"Calm down!"

The middle-aged man pushed her back into the chair with force, and looked at his wife without blinking. His eyes seemed to possess some kind of magic power, which made the beautiful woman's panicked gaze calm down slightly.

"Let's not talk about whether they have the courage to do this kind of thing. Even if they do, what's the use of going over and questioning them now?"

"Will they let him go?"

"The signal network is still down right now. What's the point of irritating them?"

The beautiful woman's almond-shaped eyes widened: "You can't just ignore Xiao Yuan!"

"Calm down!"

The middle-aged man thought clearly and explained: "I didn't say I don't care about Xiaoyuan. But you have to know that the help we can get now is really too small, and it is a drop in the bucket for the search."

"We need help from the police."

"There is no signal now, where are you going to find the police..."

"You drive away."

"What did you say?"

"You drive away."

The middle-aged man said word by word: "Go outside and call the police. I'll stay here and continue to monitor the situation to see if Xiaoyuan will come back on his own."

"Even if he is really kidnapped, the person who kidnapped him should have a plan, and I can deal with him. If he is abducted by human traffickers, he will not be able to leave this mountain for a while. I can act according to the situation."

"And you go out and call the police now, this is the best way!"

After listening to her husband's words, the beautiful woman finally calmed down, and the two immediately left the lobby and rushed towards the parking lot. After a while, the middle-aged man came back alone.

Without saying a word, he came to the edge of the chair and sat down, his brows looking tired.

Any father would be so anxious about the mysterious disappearance of his child, right?

People watching this scene couldn't help but have this thought in their minds.

Even my cousin couldn't bear it and planned to stay for a while to see if he could help the father in any way.

In the direction of the bathroom, Gao Yi walked out slowly, his mood also a little complicated.

He had just used [Mysterious Surprise] to observe the meteorite from a distance. But whether it was because it took too long to fall or because it was washed by rain this morning, the meteorite had lost all traces of its mystery.

So, is this an unusual incident, or just an ordinary missing persons case? Or is it both?

Gao Yi was lost in thought when suddenly his head seemed to hit something and he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Idiot~Idiot~"

Looking up, Gao Yi discovered that there was a wooden birdcage hanging above the side of the counter. Inside, a budgerigar was shouting loudly and flapping its wings, as if it was frightened.

"I'm sorry."

The old man came over, smiled sheepishly, and explained to Gao Yi: "My little grandson is ignorant and taught him some nasty words. Don't be angry, young man."

Before Gao Yi could answer, the budgerigar replied first.

"Idiot~Idiot~"

"Huzi, be quiet!"

"Nagging bumpkin~"

"Quiet!"

"Special Big Fool~"

"shut up!"

The parrot just said a few words, and the old man suddenly became so angry that he blushed and had a thick neck. He took off the birdcage and rushed directly towards the kitchen.

Gao Yi naturally didn't take this insignificant episode seriously. He continued walking back, still thinking about the context of the whole thing.

Time passes minute by minute.

After returning from the house, they searched again to no avail. The middle-aged man looked as cold as a sculpture, sitting lifelessly on the chair, not even in the mood to make tea.

Counting the time, it was time for Descartes to come back... Looking towards the door of the farmhouse, Gao Yi's expression was also a little solemn.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he saw a woman appear at the door of the farmhouse and hurried inside.

This is...that child's mother?!

Didn't she go to the police? Why did she come back just now?

Gao Yi's question was quickly answered.

"What did you say!"

The middle-aged man's sculpture-like expression was moved by it. His tone was trembling, and he spoke in disbelief: "Landslide, winding mountain road... blocked?"

After saying this, the middle-aged man slumped down and slumped down, as if all his strength had been drained away.

His calmness, his meticulousness, and his strength are all as fragile as bubbles in front of this despair that is as real as reality, and will collapse when touched.

In the lobby, the atmosphere suddenly became dull again, making people a little breathless. Gao Yi was still staring in the direction of the door.

As time passed and it got closer to evening, the gloomy sky above our heads began to dim quickly.

On the ground that was still a little wet, suddenly a few drops of rain fell.

Pattering...

The clouds like ink stains in the sky surged, pouring a chaotic spring rain onto the cold mountains again.

The mountain wind blew up and the bead curtains were in chaos. Even Gao Yi, who was hiding under the shelter, felt the biting cold in the wind and rain.

Gao Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

This chill came not only from the environment, but also from his heart.

Without the Internet and transportation, the entire mountain is isolated from society at this moment, just like Shabin City during the storm a few years ago, with confusion and confusion.

Gao Yi looked at the mountains in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist. In the dim sky, bit by bit, it disappeared and sank into the vastness.

In the misty rain curtain, a streak of white snow gradually enlarged.

Pa-ta ~ pa-ta ~

The Samoyed came treading water with a cheerful pace.


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