Chapter 679

As soon as the words came to an end, the rest of the men burst out laughing.

Xiaotian wanted to ask more questions, but before he spoke, everyone turned around and went out. By the way, they locked the door of the warehouse from the outside.

In an instant, the warehouse became dark, and only one vent could let in a little sunlight.

Xiao Tian looked around him, empty, the mud on the ground is about mixed with rain, become particularly viscous, stained with him.

Compared with him, fufu is better, and his hands and feet are not bound. Maybe they also think that this is just a child and it's not worth thinking about.

Fufu lay on the ground, and soon he was covered with mud. He looked like a mud doll from a distance, and the cry continued. It was the only sound that could be heard here.

It's really that every day should not be, and the earth should not work

Think in your heart. In spite of this, Xiaotian still moved little by little to the vent, across the wall, shouting for help.

Back in the office, Jos seemed to be pulled away from his soul and sat in a leather chair.

Aware of her strangeness, Zhao Yang knocked on the door from the outside and came in, only to find that the person opposite didn't notice her action at all.

"What's the matter with you, Jos?"

Do not ask is OK, a ask but see her eyes overflow two lines of crystal clear tears, slide from the cheek.

The whole person fell into a very low state, and joss looked up at Zhao Yang. The despair in her eyes surprised her.

"Fufu... Is missing..."

"What

On hearing this, Zhao Yang hurried to Jos's side and gently stroked her back.

As a woman, she can understand the feelings of joss at the moment. After all, the child is the flesh that falls from her body. As a mother, she is more distressed than others, for fear that something might happen to her child.

Recently, one after another, people are overwhelmed. The project case has just come to an end, but the child has disappeared again.

Looking at Qiao Si's appearance, Zhao Yang is very anxious in the bottom of his heart, but she can't help. She can only accompany Qiao si all afternoon and comfort her.

Outside came the sound of walking. Zhao Yang looked up at the wall clock. It was time to get off work.

Jos was still sitting in his seat with his head in his arms, motionless.

No more tears, but no other emotions.

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of footsteps outside the office. The door was slowly pushed open and Jing chihan came in from the outside.

"Jing general..." Zhao Yang sees the appearance of the visitor and nods slightly.

Jing chihan nodded and said hello. He came to Jos's side and squatted down slightly to make himself parallel with her sight.

In Zhao Yang's opinion, such a low attitude is almost unprecedented.

The president of Jingda will only show such a different side in front of joss.

"Come on, let's go home."

He pulls joss up from his seat. Jing chihan takes down his coat from the hanger beside him and puts it behind him. Before going out, he turns to look at Zhao Yang.

"Thank you."

Then he held Jos tightly and walked out, his eyes full of heartache and pity.

Black Jaguars are galloping along the streets of s city. Joss is looking out of the window, passing a completely strange scene.

It doesn't seem to be the way home.

"Where are we going?"

She turned around and looked at the man beside her and asked.

"Go to the police station and report."

Although arrangements have been made to investigate the matter privately, it is the most appropriate way to console her mood with the help of the police force.

Of course, he did not believe in the ability of the police in this respect.

The car stops at the door of the police station. Jing zhehan opens the door and holds Jos's shoulder with one hand. Two people walk into the police station.

As a well-known figure in S City, the appearance of Jing zhehan excited the police on duty.

Every time, the president of King's group, who can only be seen on the news channel, suddenly appeared in the police station and soon caused a riot in the police station.

Even in the back of the work of the copywriter younger sister, all ran to the hall, looking at the tall man from a distance.

A string of peach hearts came out of his eyes.

Jing Che Han deliberately ignored these, went directly to the police on duty, "we come to report the case, are you responsible?"

Police on duty quickly nodded, and a hand to his clothes rubbed rubbed, this just handed to the king of cold, "I'm police Xiao Zhao... Mr. King... Oh no, king, hello."

Jing chihan nodded, raised a hand and held it symbolically.

"My sister-in-law Xiaotian and our child suddenly disappeared today."

Xiao Zhao listened and wrote them down in the record one by one. After knowing all the information, he frowned slightly. It is reasonable to say that the missing person is not allowed to file a case within 24 hours.

But this person in front of us has an absolute position in s city. I'm afraid it can be treated as a special case.

Thinking about this, Xiao Zhao simply told them the police regulations.

Jing zhehan is naturally nothing, because originally he had no hope.

However, joss seems more excited and concerned, especially when her child is missing. Now she has lost her ability to judge.

"Please help me find the baby as soon as possible... Thank you... Thank you."

Jing zhehan put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her repeatedly. He gave a look to the policeman Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao naturally agreed that he would do his best to help her find the child as soon as possible.

The night came slowly and shrouded s city.

Xiaotian in the warehouse has been calling for help all day, and his voice has gradually become hoarse.

Fufu had been crying for a long time, and most of them were asleep.

The moonlight outside shines through the vent. Xiaotian looks at the broken bowl on his leg. There is a lot of dust standing in the steamed bread. I'm afraid he doesn't know where it came from.

But in any case, only after eating can we have the strength to continue to call for help.

And fufu... Compared with themselves, children are naturally weaker. I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, fufu will definitely get sick.

Xiaotian lowers his head and bites one of the steamed buns. The sour taste immediately fills his mouth.

"It's just bad..."