Chapter 301 A good man will do it to the end

  As early as the press conference ended, Song Qingyou changed her clothes, and now she was wearing a mask. As long as she didn't act high-profile, she wouldn't be recognized for a while.

   Two people and a cat followed the person who sent the message, and after a while, they arrived at the southeast entrance and exit of the conference venue.

   It's just, the imaginary picture surrounded by bodyguards, not at all.

   Not only that, the old man who was either rich or noble in the mouth of the person who sent the message was completely gone.

  The young man looked around in a daze, and quickly explained to Song Qingyou.

   "Sister Song, I really didn't lie to you, it was the old gentleman's bodyguard who asked me to send you a message... But I don't know why they suddenly disappeared..."

   Seeing that the other party was about to speak incoherently, Chen Lan patted him on the shoulder and said:

   "Don't be nervous, we don't suspect you to be a liar."

   "Maybe that gentleman felt that he waited too long and left directly."

   "Yes." The young man nodded, "It should be like this..."

   Before the three of them could finish speaking, a loud noise came from not far away.

   "I don't know him at all! He is either a pervert or a human trafficker! Please call the police! Who can call the police for me?!"

  The woman's voice was very sharp, full of anger.

   "I really don't know him! You believe me!"

   "Let go of me! Let go of me! Did you hear that?!"

  Song Qingyou was attracted by the sound and walked over unconsciously.

  Meddling and acting bravely are two concepts. If it is really a matter of abduction and trafficking of women, she doesn't want to stand idly by.

  So while Chen Lan was still arguing with the young man who was passing the message, Song Qingyou walked towards the crowd with the cat in her arms.

  In the crowd, a hot mom pushing a stroller was being grabbed by the wrist by an old man.

  The hot mom is still shouting:

   "As I said, I don't know him, he either wants to touch me, or he wants to abduct and sell my children!"

  The old man whom she said 'hands and feet' was holding a transparent food bag in his hand, which contained some broken pastries.

  He seemed to be frightened by the woman, he opened his mouth for a long while but was unable to speak.

   "Eat...give...Xiaoxiao to eat."

   "Cake, give it to Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao to eat!"

  The woman slapped his hand out of the pastry and spoke harshly:

   "How do you know my daughter's name is Xiaoxiao? It must have been investigated, right? You stinky trafficker!"

   There are more and more people eating melons, and there are also enthusiastic people in the crowd who come out to help women pull the old people away.

  The old man seemed to be unable to sense the surrounding environment, and the words that popped out of his mouth were still the same as before.

   "Pull the man away, this old man doesn't look normal."

   "Crazy people don't need to go to jail for killing people. Don't watch the excitement, just leave."

   "What is he holding in his hand? It looks disgusting."

   "Maybe you will be hit! It's better to stay away, don't be blackmailed and bankrupt."

  …

   The surrounding discussions are getting louder and louder.

   At this time, the woman who was caught just now also realized that the old man was mentally abnormal, and was rescued by the kind elder brother, and hurried away pushing the baby carriage.

   "Xiaoxiao, don't run away."

   "Grandpa's Xiaoxiao!"

  The old man seemed to be going crazy, and the people who joined in the fun quickly dispersed.

  Song Qingyou looked at the old man's clothes.

  The clothes don’t have a brand, but in terms of tailoring and texture, they are better than those haute couture she wore.

  So most of the old people sneaked out from home.

  After thinking about it, she decided to call the police first.

   After there was no one around, the old man quickly turned around and looked at her.

   "Xiaoxiao—"

  When the old man saw Song Qingyou, he blurted out the name just now.

   After a while, she shook her head again, "Xiaoxiao...Xiaoxiao is still a baby, you are not Xiaoxiao."

  Song Qingyou was worried that the old man was walking into the middle of the road, so she simply supported him.

   "Yes, I am not Xiaoxiao."

  She just wanted to ask the old man if she still remembered where her home was, when she saw the old man staring at her, and then grabbed her hand in turn:

   "Manzhen? Why are you here too? Manzhen?"

   "Manzhen, Xiaoxiao is gone! Xiaoxiao is gone!"

  Song Qingyou was completely confused.

  However, the old man's mental state is unstable, and it is common sense to admit the wrong person.

   "Old man, I'm not Manzhen..."

"no?"

  The old man hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head vigorously.

   "Why not Manzhen?"

   "You are Manzhen!"

   "You look exactly like Manzhen! Don't try to lie to me!"

   Seeing the old man's resolute and determined look, Song Qingyou didn't want to argue with him, so she asked:

   "Would you like to come with me and sit there for a while?"

   As he spoke, he pointed to the venue where the press conference was held.

   "Let's go, let's go together." The old man nodded obediently, "Let's go with Manzhen."

   Probably because she especially trusted this person named "Manzhen". The old man was led by Song Qingyou, not only did she not make a fuss, but she asked her if she was tired after walking two steps, and if she wanted to take a break...

  By the time Chen Lan found her, Song Qingyou had already returned with an old man.

   "Qingyou, you—"

  Chen Lan was surprised, and then looked at the person behind him, "Could it be..."

   Is that the boss? ?

   Before the messenger could speak, Song Qingyou answered for him: "No."

   "This old man probably got separated from his family, Sister Lan, please help me to call the police."

   "Oh." Chen Lan said yes, and took out her mobile phone to make a call.

  The young man behind looked at the old man, and asked cautiously: "Sister Song, is he not in good spirits..."

  Song Qingyou: "Shh."

   "I mean, there is actually a high-end nursing home nearby. Do you think the old man escaped from the nursing home?"

  Song Qingyou looked up: "Nursing home?"

   "So Sister Song didn't know?" The young man was stunned for a moment, scratching his head, "Sorry, my house is nearby, and I forgot that Sister Song is not from here."

   "I don't know much about this nursing home. I only know that entry and exit seem to be relatively strict. I just heard it from my classmates before, and I don't know where it is. Anyway, rich people should be able to live there..."

  Song Qingyou doesn't care whether the sanatorium is high-level or not, she interrupted the other party, "Does this sanatorium have external contact information?"

   "No, right? Some people say that this nursing home may be private and closed to the public, but they just don't know who lives in it..."

  Song Qingyou lost interest when she heard the words.

   On the other side, Chen Lan reported to the police and answered another call before returning.

   "The car has already been delivered, should we go first, or..."

  Her eyes fell on the old man.

  Song Qingyou looked at her hand that was firmly grasped, and sighed: "A good man will do it to the end, so wait here first."

  The cat in her other hand has been staring at the obedient old man since just now

  —Jiang Zhihan always felt that this old man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where the familiarity was.

  (end of this chapter)