At this time, Cheng Ming's face was almost cold, which made the backstage staff stand beside him tremblingly, not daring to get too close to him, and even speaking very carefully.
The surveillance in the airport hall has not been passive, so Cheng Ming soon saw Huo Yao's figure on the screen.
After looking for the whereabouts under several shots, he finally located Huo Yao's whereabouts at the exclusive parking lot of the airport's internal leaders.
Cheng Ming asked the staff to adjust the surveillance over there, but the screen after the adjustment was completely black, apparently someone covered the camera with something.
Seeing this, the staff next to him quickly explained: "The monitoring of the internal parking lot generally does not allow outsiders to drive in the car, so it is not in the scope of our focus on weekdays, so we did not notice the abnormality of the camera."
What he said is also true. There are hundreds of surveillance cameras, large and small, at the airport. It is impossible to send someone to watch every one of them, especially the internal parking lot, and there is no need for people to guard them all the time.
Cheng Ming's eyes fell on the monitoring screen, he squeezed his fist, thanked him, and walked out of the monitoring room.
He went to the parking lot again.
The internal parking lot is not too big, but there are five or six cars parked inside at this moment. After checking around, Cheng Ming didn't find anything.
Not finding it means that it is impossible to confirm whether the eldest lady has been here.
Cheng Ming's expression became more and more serious, and he turned around to leave, but after taking a few steps, he seemed to see something, and then quickly took two steps forward to the right, bent over and picked up a very thin needle on the ground.
The needle was not an ordinary needle at first glance. Cheng Ming had seen Huo Yao use it before, so he could almost tell at a glance that the needle belonged to her.
Something really happened to Missy.
Cheng Ming held the needle, and the last trace of luck in his heart dissipated.
**
the other side.
Min Yu was talking with someone, the phone vibrated a few times in his pocket, but he ignored it.
Ten minutes later, Zhuo Yun pushed open the door of the reception room, without caring about anything else, and walked towards Min Yu quickly, with an anxious expression on his face, "Brother Yu, something happened."
Min Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Zhuo Yun, "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Yun was still holding the phone in his hand, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Didn't you order to see Miss Huo's grandmother yesterday? She may be dying soon."
Min Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed instantly, "What's going on?"
"It should be seriously ill. According to the news from the hospital, the old lady has been in the hospital for a few days, and now she is hanging her last breath, saying that it may be possible at any time..." Zhuo Yun didn't dare to say that dead word .
Hearing this, Min Yu dropped the pen in his hand to the table, losing his composure for the first time.
Mrs. Yang means a lot to Huo Yao, almost more special than her biological parents.
He still remembered that when the little girl told him two days ago that she was going back to her hometown to see the old lady, the expression on her face was rare and soft.
If she knew that the old lady was about to die... Min Yu took a deep breath, stood up, "Go get ready for the helicopter."
After speaking, he strode out of the reception room.
Seeing this, Zhuo Yun hurriedly said "sorry" to the partner who was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, and followed his master's pace without waiting for him to speak.
…
After Zhuo Yun received the news from his subordinates for the helicopter, he had already arranged for people to prepare it.
After a while, Min Yu arrived on the tarmac. Before boarding the plane, he called Huo Yao again, but there was still no answer.
(end of this chapter)