The calm under the bridge hole was restored, and the rain gradually decreased. Fatty Wang looked at the driver from the distance and looked at Lin Qingyin a little hesitantly: “Little Master, is he dead?”

Lin Qingyin shook her head: “He has no human life on his hands, he won’t be hacked to death.”

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At this time, Zhang Simiao’s father, Zhang Qiao, went crazy looking for his daughter, and the school was in chaos. Principal Wang Qingfeng, the teaching director Wang Hai, the class adviser Teacher Yu Chengze, and some teachers close to the school were called out. When they arrived at school, they all went out to look for Zhang Simiao.

The surveillance near the school showed that Zhang Simiao got in a black car and drove all the way to the west. However, in the west of the city, there was a wilderness 10 kilometers away from the county seat. Recently, the government plans to transform it into a new area. However, the construction was only just halfway, so the roads were still in a mess and have no surveillance camera. Besides, it was very difficult to find people under this heavy rain.

As time passed by, Zhang Qiao couldn’t help but cry. It was almost an hour and a half since his daughter disappeared. One and a half hours was not long but also short. If people want to harm someone, this time was enough.

Wang Qingfeng, who was sitting in the police car, couldn’t help but squeeze his hair in despair. The school finally restored its peace and calm, so why did a student disappear after school!

After squeezing his hair twice, Wang Qingfeng suddenly remembered Lin Qingyin. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed while comforting Zhang Qiao: “Don’t worry, Mr. Zhang. I will immediately find a master that can figure out where Zhang Simiao is.”

The policeman sitting in the co-pilot couldn’t help but looked back at Wang Qingfeng when he heard these words…

This Principal is crazy!

The phone rang twice before it was answered. When Wang Qingfeng heard Lin Qingyin’s voice, he almost cried: “Little Master…”

“You’re looking for Zhang Simiao, right?” Before the principal could speak, Lin Qingyin guessed her purpose: “Don’t worry, I got her out. You can bring the police here. I’ll send you the location on WeChat. By the way… …” Li Qingyin hesitated for a moment, then added: “Call an ambulance!”

In nervousness, Wang Qingfeng pressed the hands-free mode on his mobile phone. Everyone heard Lin Qingyin’s words. The policeman hurriedly stepped on the brakes and waited for the location address.

When Zhang Qiao heard the words ‘call an ambulance’ over the phone call, his brain was filled with the appearance of his daughter lying in a pool of blood. He couldn’t help but burst into tears. Wang Qingfeng handed his mobile phone to the police officer to see the location. Then clumsily comforted Zhang Qiao, who was sitting next to him: “Don’t think for the worst. Maybe it’s just that Simiao was frightened and has a fever. What’s more, the person who saved Simiao is the little master. She must have figured out that this would happen in advance! Then rescued Simiao. She will definitely not let her get hurt.”

Zhang Qiao was like someone who was about to drown and caught the last straw. He had only this hope in his heart: “I hope what you said is true!”

“It must be true!” Wang Qingfeng wanted to give an example, but the school matters can’t be revealed outside, especially in front of the police. When he was worried, he habitually touched his hair again and again. This inspiration suddenly came to mind: “Do you see my hair? I just squeezed it twice but they didn’t fall off. And recently, a lot of new hair has grown. Isn’t it awesome?”

Seeing Zhang Qiao’s stunned eyes, Wang Qingfeng raised his chest proudly: “The Little Master cured it for me.”

It turned out to be just a master of hair loss, and so Zhang Qiao shed more tears.

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