She Came To My Concert

"I just got out of the car!"

Zhu Wenshu only brought a mobile phone, looked around, with sweat dripping from his forehead, "What's going on?"

The nanny gasped and said, "Didn't I take him to participate in class activities today! Seeing that he was sweating from running, I asked another parent to help watch and pour some hot water, but when I came back, I found that he was gone. I heard from my parents that some boys went to play in the pavilion. When I walked over, I saw those two old things squatting in front of Yuan Yuan talking. I yelled, and when they saw it was me, they carried Yuan Yuan into the car up!

It's not easy to take a taxi over there, so I called my parents everywhere for help, and when I drove out to chase, I couldn't see the shadow! "

I saw that his watch was destined to come home, and his dad also said he was in touch and asked me to come here to look for it, but I didn't see anyone! Positioning is also interrupted! "

The nanny turned around in a hurry, Zhu Wenshu stopped sticking and walked towards the security booth.

"Is there surveillance here? Go and ask the security guard if they saw anyone."

Just two steps away, Zhu Wenshu saw a brown car driving diagonally.

Normally, you have to slow down when you pull over to park, but this car has been going very fast. Zhu Wenshu felt something was wrong, so he stopped and stared at the car.

Sure enough, the brown car braked to a sudden stop, and the door opened, making Siyuan almost jump out.

Zhu Wenshu's heart jumped out of his throat. Even though he knew the roadside was safe, he reflexively rushed forward. It's a pity that people hugged him, but the eight-year-old boy was not light, and fell to the ground with Zhu Wenshu.

The nanny yelled and rushed over, making Siyuan cry too. When Zhu Wenshu raised his head, the car had already driven out.

After Ling Siyuan was picked up by the nanny, Zhu Wenshu stood up in embarrassment, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, glanced at the road, and immediately ran out.

After rushing a few meters away, Zhu Wenshu realized that it was impossible for him to catch up with the car. Moreover, she just fell to her knee, and she didn't feel the pain until several seconds later, but she ran too fast, her limbs couldn't keep up with the reaction speed of her brain, and she was wearing ill-fitting shoes, waiting for a violent burst of pain from her ankle. When the pain was felt, the person had already fallen to the ground again.

Fortunately, the car was forced to stop due to traffic at the intersection. Zhu Wenshu lay on the ground, and before he could get up, he turned on the camera and took a picture of the license plate number.

An hour later, Zhu Wenshu was wrapped in the coat given to her by the dean, and sat on the iron chair of the police station with her body half crooked.

She just finished talking with Ling Xingyan on the phone, and she still hasn't recovered.

The grade director, several teachers from the teaching office, and the school leaders all came, as well as some people from Ling Xingyan's side. Zhu Wenshu didn't know anyone, and there were only their voices chatting in twos and threes.

Ling Siyuan, who was held in the arms of the nanny, was tired from crying, sobbing in a low voice, it seemed that the voice of grievance in the interrogation room was very clear.

"What kind of kidnapping! No kidnapping! We sent him home! We are relatives, we just took him to play!"

"We didn't kidnap! We even called his father, you police don't spit blood! We are—"

I don't know which policeman roared, and the people in the interrogation room immediately fell silent.

The surroundings quieted down a little, but Zhu Wenshu's mind kept buzzing.

Just now Ling Xingyan told her on the phone that the old couple probably couldn't get in touch with Ling Chen, so they went to squat Ling Siyuan again. After getting the child into the car, I asked for Ling Chen's contact information, but found that it was still the empty number before, so I called him.

Ling Xingyan didn't know what the children were in at the time, so he didn't dare to say harsh words for fear of angering them. He just told them that such behavior would lead to imprisonment. Send it back, everything is easy to talk about.

In short, Ling Siyuan was found safely, and the old couple were stopped by the police car before they left the city because of the license plate number Zhu Wenshu took.

Now the police are working inside, and Zhu Wenshu is waiting to be questioned at any time, so he has no way to go to the hospital to see his leg.

She lowered her head and pulled up her pants, looking at her calves. Because she was in a hurry to go out, she was wearing Ying Fei's shoes, which were two sizes too big, and they fell off within a few steps. The trousers were thin home trousers again, and when they fell on the concrete floor, a large piece of skin was scratched on the calf, and it was burning hot at the moment.

"Congratulations, teacher!"

Teacher Zhong, the former homeroom teacher who was still in confinement, also rushed over. After reading the order Siyuan, he came to Zhu Wenshu, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Wenshu couldn't remember how many people came to ask her about her situation, so she recounted the general situation.

Teacher Zhong was relieved to hear that there was no danger, and turned to talk to Ling Siyuan again.

After a while, the dean came over with a cup of hot water.

"Have a drink." She had been paying attention to Zhu Wenshu since she arrived at the police station, and seeing that she was sitting quietly despite her complexion, she said, "Fortunately nothing happened, you are really calm , If I were young, I would have cried a lot.”

Zhu Wenshu nodded, lacking the strength to speak, took two sips and put it aside.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of footsteps at the door.

Except for Zhu Wenshu, everyone looked over there one after another.

The incandescent lamps in the hall were extraordinarily cold in the solemn environment, making everything appear to have no temperature. Ling Chen stood there, his face was almost bloodless, only the violent ups and downs of his chest showed that he was a living person.