"I'll call and ask."

Song Bin took out a Nokia from the baggage behind him.

A number was dialed.

After a while, a middle-aged voice came over there, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is it Song Yan? Me, your father, Song Bin."

When Song Bin heard this voice, his eyes were a little moist.

"Why are you calling me?" Song Yan's voice was obviously startled.

"I have left the Silver Moon Sect, where are you now? I want to go."

Song Bin was a little choked, "By the way, give your mother a grave."

"Don't use it anymore, our family is very harmonious now, you outsider, it's inappropriate to come."

Song Yan said over there.

Hearing this, Feng Lin couldn't help frowning.

He snatched the phone and said to the inside: "Why are you talking to your dad? He didn't mean it, it was Silver Moon Sect that didn't let him come out."

"Who are you? Does the matter between us have anything to do with you?"

Song Yan's voice was a little higher.

"I rescued your dad! Report the address and I will send him over now!"

Feng Lin said coldly.

But the other party did not speak, and hung up the phone.

"Fuck?"

Feng Lin looked at the hung-up cell phone and was about to call again.

"No, it's normal for a child not to recognize me. I really shouldn't bother them, this bad old man."

Song Bin put his hand on the phone and shook his head gently.

"What is the name of your son's wife?"

Feng Lin took out his mobile phone and planned to use the country's database to check this person.

A single name may have many repetitions.

But the wife's name is also the same, even if there are repetitions, there are definitely not many.

"Yang Hongxia."

Song Bin still has this name, which was told to him by his wife at the time.

"Okay, wait."

Feng Lin called the customer service of the secret agency and reported the couple's name.

Within a minute, the customer service sent the information.

Feng Lin glanced at him. Among all Huaxia's couples, there were only three couples with the man's name being Song Yan and the woman's name being Yang Hongxia.

Feng Lin opened the photos of the three men and handed them to Song Bin, "Look, which one is your son?"

"this."

Song Bin pointed to the first photo, but didn't look at the back.

As a father, even if he hasn't seen him for so many years, he can still see his son at a glance.

"Woohoo!"

Fan Susu found that someone could be found with a single phone call, and couldn't help giving Feng Lin a thumbs up.

"Don't shoot me flattering!"

Feng Lin rubbed Fan Susu's head, called the customer service number, and reported Song Bin's ID card.

Now it is a network society.

ID cards, phone numbers, and bank cards are all tied together.

As long as you know one of them, everything can be investigated.

Feng Lin asked the customer service to check the transaction records of Songyan's bank card.

I learned that Song Yan works at a construction site in Jiaocheng.

But two months ago, his salary rose from more than 6,000 to 30,000.

In the next two months, no salary was recorded.

Obviously quit.

On the information, there is also a record of his ticket purchase, and he returned to his hometown.

"Go! I'll take you to find him."

Feng Lin glanced at Song Bin and took him and Fan Susu on the county bus.

Song Yan is currently in a rural area under Jiaocheng.

His Wuling Hongguang was driven away by Xu Ruoying. His sports car was two-seater and could not take three people.

You can only take the bus to the county seat and then take the bus.

On the bus, Feng Lin and Fan Susu sat together.

He took out a bottle of mineral water from the space ring and handed it to her, "Drink half a bottle."

"Wow."

Fan Susu nodded.

Opened the bottle and drank half of it.

Feng Lin poured the remaining half of the bottle out of the window, leaving only a small mouthful.

He took out the medicinal materials and the treasures of heaven and earth from the space ring, and refined them on the car.

The green essence fell into the mineral water bottle drop by drop along the palm of the hand.

After a few drops, the water was dyed green.

"Yes, don't drink it, keep the medicine near your throat."

Feng Lin handed the mineral water to Fan Susu again.

"kindness."

Fan Susu poured this small mouth into his mouth.

She closed her mouth, raised her head, and found that when the medicine was near her throat, she felt a tingling sensation.

very comfortable.

She simply closed her eyes and kept this position.

Feng Lin looked at Song Bin on the other side of the aisle.

He was grabbing his luggage and looking out of the car with misty eyes.

Feng Lin felt that his honesty was not pretending, and he should have not deceived himself.

So Feng Lin took out the letter, "Old Man Song, don't be nervous, can you understand it? That's why I helped you."

Song Bin accepted the letter, "This is a cursive script unique to our Yinyue Sect."

He looked at it carefully and nodded to himself, "That's it, it turns out that the baby only has one month."

"Just forget it if you don't know, but since I agree, even if you don't know, I will help you to the end."

Feng Lin smiled and hugged the back of his head.

"Mr. Feng Lin, you are such a good person."

Song Bin smiled honestly.

"Don't kill me, I also do it for myself."

Feng Lin waved his hand.

...

Several people came to the county seat and took another bus to Jiaocheng.

The bus was on the way and happened to pass the village.

It took only two and a half hours to reach the destination.

"Did you see it? Songjiazhuang."

Feng Lin pointed to the village in front of him, and led the two of them over.

At the crossroads in the village, a few old men are playing chess here.

Feng Lin smiled and walked over and asked, "Uncle! Do you know where Song Yan's house is? His wife's name is Yang Hongxia."

"Oh! Are you Song Yan's relatives? Song Yan, a very honest boy, really unlucky!"

An old man smoking a cigarette stood up and said.

"What happened to Song Yan?"

Song Bin, who was following behind, felt a little bit in his heart, and hurriedly walked over to ask.

"Song Yan did a good job on the construction site. He fell from a height two months ago and broke a leg."

The old smoking man said, "Hey! His son is not working, and now he can't work. This family still doesn't know what to do."

"It's okay! Qiangwei is beautiful, as long as you can find a good husband's house, this one will have no worries about eating and drinking."

"Don't talk about it! In the surrounding villages, who doesn't know Qiangwei's younger brother? What is the name of the word my grandson said the other day? Yes! Help the demon."

"That said, whoever marries Qiangwei, this younger brother must borrow money all day long."

...

Listening to the talk of the old men, Feng Lin roughly guessed what happened.

No wonder Song Yan's salary suddenly rose to tens of thousands, which seemed to be just compensation.

"By the way, aren't you looking for Song Yan? The street in front is the first one on the east side of the road."

The old smoking man pointed to the distance and said.

"thank you."

Feng Lin glanced at Song Bin, "Go."

"good!"

Song Bin quickened his pace, and he probably guessed why Song Yan would treat him that way.

It must be because of the injury, and I don't want him to know.

"This is it!"

Feng Lin came to a brick house.

"Fuck! Who am I doing this for? Not for our family!"

Before Feng Lin went in, a short-sleeved young man with short sleeves broke out.

He also has a black dragon tattooed on his left arm.

Song Xiong found Feng Lin at the door, frowning and cursing, "You look at the fart?"