Fortunately, Qiuqiu woke up.
"Hello, Qiuqiu? Are you listening, me?"
"I'm here."
It was a deep male voice, and Mingmei was taken aback for a moment.
"The ambulance doesn't need to come. You wait at the door for a while, and I'll have someone bring you in."
Afterwards, Mo Si hung up the communication.
He looked at Mrs. Al: "The little girl has two friends who want to see her. Mrs. Al, how many more people do you have here?"
"Come on, I'm an old lady, and I like to be lively."
Mosi logged into his terminal and sent a message to the guard.
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Wandering outside the starry sky, Xiaoqian always saw that Mingmei hung up the communication, and asked, "Is it connected?"
"It's connected, but Qiuqiu didn't pick it up. It seems to be the male voice in the live broadcast room..." Mingmei frowned, "He also told us not to bring an ambulance in! How can we do it without an ambulance?"
The two were still talking, and the guard room received a communication from Mo Si, and immediately opened the gate, ordering someone to lead the way.
"Is it true that ambulances can't go in?" Mingmei asked without giving up.
The retired soldier leading the way shook his head, "It's useless to come in."
"... yes." Mr. Qian suddenly stopped Mingmei, shook his head, and signaled her to stop talking.
Before entering the door, Xiaoqian always thought that this was just a high-end residential area, but after the guard came out to lead the way, he realized something was wrong.
Their family is a building builder. Although Qian Xingxing's mental power level is not high, he still has a B+, and his perception of mental power is still very obvious.
The level of mental strength of this guard is higher than his.
An A-level doorman—
Also equipped with a gun.
This is obviously no ordinary place.
He thought about the surrounding environment he saw when he came here, and suddenly felt that the company's live broadcast switching point could be built near here, which is... so strange.
Mrs. Al's house arrived soon, and the guard opened the door for the two of them. Mingmei and Qian Xingxing met Mrs. Al's eyes as soon as they entered the courtyard.
Mrs. Al greeted the two children.
Mingmei also raised her hand subconsciously, but Qian Xingxing looked at this face—
"Mrs. Al!" he exclaimed suddenly.
"Oh, it seems that some children still remember my old face."
"You live here?!"
Mrs. Al blinked, "Of course, aren't you here to see a friend? That little girl is in the inner room."
"We're going right now."
In the corridor inside the house, Qian Xingxing was a little excited: "I finally know why the guard said that calling an ambulance is unnecessary!"
Mingmei also felt like she was in a dream: "House, it's Mrs. Al?"
"yes."
At the end of the long corridor was the inner room, the door was slightly closed, Mingmei knocked on the door, and Mosi in the room opened the door.
"Are you here to see her?"
The man's aura is too impressive, even though on the maglev car, Mingmei always said that she would teach the man who took Qiuqiu at random, but when she saw the real person—
Ah, second counsel.
And Qian Xingxing looked at the face in front of him, his pupils dilated slightly, and a stronger shock appeared in his mind.
He had seen this face when he was a teenager.
Mo family
"Stand at the door all the time, won't you come in?"
When the two entered the door, Mo Si took a step outside and half-closed the door. At this moment, the guard came trotting over.
He gave a military salute to Mo Si.
Mo Si raised his hand to signal that he didn't need it, and asked directly what happened this afternoon.
He paused for a moment, organized his words, and recounted what he saw today.
Without saying a word, the expression on Mo Si's face became more and more ugly. In the end, there was only endless coldness in the corner of his eyes and brows, "Who does she guess?"
"Jiang Jia Tianming is... the younger brother of Major Tianqi."