Song Yong took two beautiful bodyguards to the central villa of Midtown International.

He looked at the two women, "You will live here in the future, anyway, there are a lot of rooms, you just choose two."

"Yes, master."

The two women said in unison, but the tone still seemed bland.

Song Yan continued: "As for your meal, there are kitchenware in this villa that you can cook by yourself. If you don't want to cook it yourself, you can eat outside. Right, and your salary is tentatively set at 12 million a year. Give me your card number and I will advance your salary one year in advance! "

Hearing that Song Ye paid them such a high salary, the second girl's cold face finally had a touch of movement.

Leng Xue said, "Master, you don't have to pay us."

Song Zheng waved his hand: "I'm not a black capitalist. Give me your card number."

"Yes, master."

The two women didn't say anything, they reported to Song Ye a card number, and Song Ye didn't confuse them, and directly entered 13 million for each.

Receiving a text message from the bank, Leng Xue said again, "Master, why is it one million more?"

"This million is for your living expenses and clothing expenses!" Song Yan smiled.

"Thank you, Master!" The second girl was grateful.

Song Ye waved his hand again: "You're welcome. You can't kill me for me. I can't treat you badly. In this way, you don't have to follow me first. You should be familiar with the topography of Xiangcheng!"

"Master, before receiving the order, we have completely remembered the terrain of Xiangcheng, so we don't need to search again!" Leng Xue replied.

"So, you go shopping, I won't leave Xiangcheng during this time, you will follow after leaving Xiangcheng!"

"But Master, our order is to protect you personally!" Leng Xue yelled.

Song Yan didn't want to take two female bodyguards to swagger around, so she said in a deep voice: "You are my bodyguards now, you should obey my orders. I will let you do whatever you want, you know?"

There was a moment of hesitation on their faces, and they nodded in the end.

Having set up two bodyguards, Song Ye set off for the school.

After school, Han Sha sent a message to Song Yi, asking him to wait for him near the school.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Han Sha walked out of the school and found Song Ye's car. She walked quickly and pulled the car door to sit up.

"Sister Sha, are you asking me to wait here for you?" Song Yan pulled Han Sha's silky hands and rubbed his hands. Since breaking through that relationship, Han Sha has been reluctant to call her teacher again.

"Don't play hooligan, I have something to tell you."

Han Sha took her palm back and Shen said: "Wang Ziming hasn't come to class for four days. His family is poor and he doesn't have a phone. I plan to go to his house to see what is going on. The place is messy, so I want you to go with me. "

I still know a bit about Wang Ziming and Song Yan. He was abandoned by his parents when he was young and lived with his grandma who picked up trash. His family was poor, his grades were poor, and his character was weak. Therefore, he felt very weak in class.

If it were Yan Weimin, if a student like Wang Ziming didn't come to school, I'm afraid he would agree.

But Han Sha is different. She treats students equally and does not look down on poor students.

The so-called slums are actually urban villages.

Those who live here are the bottom and bitter of some society.

Song Yuan didn't drive his car into the village in the city, because the streets here are very narrow, and there are many small merchants and hawkers operating on the roads, so driving is not as fast as walking.

After parking the car, the two walked into the village in the city together.

The smell in the air is not good, and the street floor is very messy. Garbage peels and rotten vegetable leaves are everywhere. In addition, there was a heavy rain yesterday. From time to time, muddy streets appear in disrepaired potholes. Puddle.

"Wang Ziming's home is here!" Han Sha pointed to a low earthen house.

"I'll knock on the door!"

Song Yan grabbed the door knocker and slammed on the door panel for a few moments, but there was no reaction in the room.

"Willn't you be home?" Hansha said.

Mindful of his thoughts, Song Yan opened the perspective magic power and found that the vacuum inside the house was empty.

"Should no one be at home, or should we wait?" Song Yan looked at Han Sha and asked.

"Wait a minute then!"

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Ziming still didn't return. Just when an uncle passed by, Song Ye stopped him and asked, "Uncle, do you know Wang Ziming?"

"I know, I live next door!"

The uncle pointed to the tile house next door.

"Then do you know when he will return?" Song Yan continued to ask.

Uncle suddenly added a little vigilance on his face: "Who are you?"

"I'm his classmate Song Yan, and this is his teacher Han Sha. No, he hasn't come to school for four days, so Teacher Han asked me to accompany her to see what happened?" To prove myself As a result, Song Ye showed his student ID and Han Sha showed her work permit to the uncle.

"Let's go, if you don't hate it, just go to my house and talk!" The uncle looked around nervously.

Song Zheng looked at Han Sha, and the other nodded.

So the two followed his uncle to his home. Uncle Xinyang was an old resident in the village in the city.

Uncle Yang poured a glass of water for Song Ye and Han Sha, and then sighed, "Xiao Ming ’s boy was abandoned by his biological parents since he was a child. He lived with the lonely old man Wang Laotai. When I picked up the garbage, I didn't know who was beaten to death by someone, because I found it was late and I let it go before I got to the hospital.

However, I heard that it seemed that Granny Wang saw something she shouldn't see, and then she went to the police station to call the police. No, she was seriously injured as soon as she left the police station. "

"Who did it? Even the old lady had to go!" Han Sha said indignantly.

The uncle shook his head: "I don't know about this, but Xiao Ming seems to know who did it. After cooking with the help of the neighbours, he left and never returned.

Soon after he left, from time to time, there would be a group of people in the community walking around and inquiring about Xiaoming's whereabouts. It seemed that Xiaoming had chopped their eldest brother! "

Having said that, the uncle sighed again: "Xiao Ming's child I grew up watching, usually well-behaved and very kind, and very polite to our neighbours, I think it must be that he knows how to hurt Granny Only the murderer will hack people.

You are his teacher and classmate. If you can help, please help him, that kid is really poor! "

Walking out of Uncle Yang's home, Han Sha was in a very heavy mood. I didn't expect that in just a few days, Wang Ziming's family had so many things.

Seeing this, Song Yan grabbed her hand and whispered, "Sister Sha, rest assured, leave this to me!"

But at this moment, Song Zheng found that four men with poor faces surrounded them from the surrounding area, and surrounded them secretly.

"Two, acquaintances, please come with us!" A flat-headed man headed coldly.

Song Yan faintly felt that these four people should be what Uncle Yang said, searching for the group of Wang Ziming, in order to find out the truth, he nodded: "Okay, let's follow you!"