In the second floor of the airport, He Cheng didn't know how many times Chu Xingyun's phone number was broadcast, but Chu Xingyun's phone number was no answered an hour ago. It was still available at that time. Now the voice broadcast has been turned off.

He didn't know if Chu Xingyun had encountered any difficulties. He only knew that the journey from the hotel to the airport was extremely smooth. Perhaps Zheng Xihe helped him lead the pursuers away and left a safe path, so that he could take Chen Jing to the airport unimpeded.

At this time, there were only twenty minutes left before the agreed meeting time, and the flight to Yinjiang also took off after twenty minutes. However, Chu Xingyun not only did not show up, but even fell into the loss of contact with unknown fortune and misfortune.

The phone suddenly rang, and he quickly picked it up, and when he heard Zheng Xihe's voice, he couldn't help but feel lost and discouraged.

"Where are you?"

Zheng Xihe seemed to be avoiding people, hid in a claustrophobic space, almost speaking with his voice.

He Cheng pulled the collar of his shirt a little annoyed: "At the airport, can you contact Chu Xingyun?"

"Chu Xingyun isn't with you?"

Zheng Xihe was more surprised than him.

He Cheng sat on the sofa, lowered his head, and said dejectedly: "No, I can't contact him." As he said that, he glanced at Chen Jing who was looking at him with a panic and nervous look, and asked: "Have you found a photo of that girl?"

"No."

He heard Zheng Xihe gritting his teeth: "A step late, those people almost demolished the house, and nothing valuable was left."

He Cheng muttered and said calmly: "Director Qin is also looking for this girl?"

"Now you and Chu Xingyun are chasing this old case. If he wants to escape responsibility and sanctions, he can only die without evidence!"

Cheng He understood that Director Qin planned to kill someone to silence the victim. If he could not kill the murderer's mouth, he would destroy the victim's mouth. Without the victim's confession, no matter how much evidence he had, he could not turn the confession.

However, judging from his current search for Chen Yunan's whereabouts, Director Qin is likely to follow Chen Yunan's clue to find the real murderer and carry out a arrest operation that was thirteen years late. However, this arrest was not to repair the criminal law that was violated, but to lie and to cover up his evil deeds that lasted for thirteen years.

Let the wrongful and false case thirteen years ago be completely buried in the wilderness and no one cares about it.

Therefore, Chen Yunan must not be allowed to fall into the hands of Director Qin.

He passed this sentence to Zheng Xihe.

Zheng Xihe took a break and said, "I know, I will continue to look for photos."

When he was about to hang up the phone, Zheng Xihe suddenly said: "You and Chen Jing go first. You may have some solutions in Yinjiang, but here you are more passive than me and can't help at all."

Although He Cheng was so angry after hearing this, what Zheng Xihe said was true, not to mention that he was not alone, and Chen Jing needed his protection, and he also had to ensure Chen Jing's safety.

He called Chu Xingyun again, and the response to his cold reminder was still cold.

However, at this time, a third radio urging passengers flying to Yinjiang to go through security checks and board the plane was heard in the airport lobby on the first floor.

He Cheng was silent for a moment, then took out his ID and boarding pass from his suit pocket, got up to help Chen Jing: "Let's go."

Twenty minutes later, an aircraft took off from the apron every second and flew from south to north.

As soon as the man with sunglasses got off the taxi, he saw a giant white bird whizzing past his head with his own eyes.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was just past six o'clock. If he was lucky, he would wait a few minutes before the red light, and he would probably be able to arrive on time to leave with He Cheng.

But he is still a little worried now.

Chu Xingyun took off his dusty coat and held it in his hand, ran to the airport building.

Entering the terminal building and heading straight to the check-in counter. The staff behind the counter was startled by the man who suddenly rushed over, and covered his heart and fell back.

"Have the flight to Yinjiang taken off at six o'clock?"

The man's aura was as surging as flames, and his short sleeves seemed to have been washed in the mud and dust, and they were torn apart. Even if he was wearing sunglasses, he could feel his fierce eyes hidden behind the lenses.

"It has taken off, is there anything that can help you sir?"

Chu Xingyun held his arm on the counter, glanced around vigilantly, reported He Cheng's name, and said, "Check it out, have he boarded the plane."

While the check-in crew checked the boarding personnel information, Chu Xingyun saw a group of three people pushing open the revolving door of the lobby and walking in through the glass wall behind her. It was the remnant of the troops he had not thrown away in the alley.

"This cond—"

The check-in officer said halfway, and looked up and saw that there was no one in front of him.

Walking through the first floor lobby with bustling heads, he put his coat on the back of a person's chair, and then walked a few quick steps up the steps leading to the second floor.

When he arrived at the second floor, he took the lead in touching the men's bathroom and hid in the compartment to try to reboot the phone that was crushed by the wheels, but the phone, which lacked half of the screen, was still black and motionless.

So he put his cell phone on and walked out of the compartment, unscrewed the faucet and washed his face, then walked to the bathroom door, with his back close to the wall. He held his sunglasses in his hand and looked out through the reflection reflected on the lens and looked at the left and right corridors. After confirming that there was no one, he quickly flashed out of the bathroom and walked towards the safe passage of the stairs at the end of the corridor, intending to detour to the first floor and escape from the airport first.

The side stairs were very quiet, with only his footsteps echoing. Chu Xingyun was trying to turn on the computer while going down the stairs, while listening to the movement downstairs. He was too distracted, so he didn't notice that he had just turned the stairs and the passage door connecting the stairs and the corridor on the first floor was suddenly opened-

When he noticed someone approaching behind him, his arm was already pulled back by a strong force, causing him to flip back and pounce on the wall.

Chu Xingyun was forced to turn around and felt angry. He swung his fist and was about to send it out. He saw the face of the person holding his arm in a flash, and quickly pulled back his strength.

The force of lifting his arm to send it out was too harsh, but the withdrawal was too hasty. The strength in his body was not focused and could only digest it internally, almost straining the muscles of his arm. He changed his face at that time because of the pain.

"You didn't get on the plane?!"

His eyes widened and he looked at He Cheng in surprise and anger.

He Cheng moved his hand to his waist, put it hard on himself, looked down at his eyes and said, "I'm waiting for you."

Chu Xingyun's face turned black into a piece of charcoal, and he began to regret why the punch didn't fall on his face just now! He knew that He Cheng refused to get on the plane honestly!

He was grinding his teeth and was about to argue with him. Suddenly, the door opened again. Chen Jing and a meticulous man in a suit and tie walked in.

"Assistant Xiao?"

Chu Xingyun opened his eyes and thought he had read it wrong.

Xiao Shu closed the door with a panic look, glanced at him with a rough look, and then drove him and He Cheng downstairs like a kid: "Let's go, go, the plane is waiting for us."

After leaving the terminal, under the guidance of an airport ground staffer, Chu Xingyun helped Lin Jing and trotted to a private plane docked on the edge of the sunset.

He had never heard of He Cheng and his private plane. He couldn't help but ask He Cheng while running: "Whose plane?"

He Cheng's one is the tallest and longest among them, so he only takes steps slowly and can maintain his demeanor, saying, "He Ying."

Chu Xingyun was shocked and wanted to ask again, but saw Xiao Shu standing next to the gangway, waving at them.

He helped Chen Jing onto the plane, Chu Xingyun stood on the last gangway and turned around and pulled He Cheng. He Cheng held his hand and took a few steps on board the plane. Then the cabin door closed, and the plane slid a hundred meters in the corridor and flew into the sky.

The cabin that can accommodate more than a dozen people was divided into two cabins. Xiao Shu placed Chen Jing in Cabin No. 2, and Chu Xingyun and He Cheng stayed in Cabin No. 1.

He picked up a seat and sat down next to the window, dragged He Cheng to the opposite side, and asked, "Is it He Ying you contacted?"

"You mean this plane?"

"Um."

He Cheng took off his suit jacket and threw it on the empty seat next door, pulled the collar of his shirt, and said, "No, Xiao Shu arrived when I was boarding the plane with Chen Jing, and brought a plane. I will stay and wait for you."

He Cheng's usual tone was like Xiao Shu bringing him a bicycle.

Just at this moment, Xiao Shu came out of the No. 1 cabin. Chu Xingyun raised his hand and called him over and asked, "What's going on in Yinjiang now?"

Xiao Shu stood in the aisle, glanced at them, and smiled bitterly: "The weather was calm on the surface, and the wind was surging in the dark. You should know the reason better than me."

Chu Xingyun thought for a while and asked again: "Is He Ying back?"

Xiao Shu shook his head: "No."

A hint of annoyance appeared on Chu Xingyun's face: "Now, every item is targeted at He Cheng, can he sit still?"

Xiao Shu patted the back of the seat and smiled: "Isn't this impossible to sit still?" He said: "Don't you worry, as long as we return to Yinjiang smoothly, you will be safe."

Chu Xingyun glanced at He Cheng who was walking opposite him and was enjoying the sunset outside the window. He sighed very sadly, rubbed his forehead and said, "What's important is him. If he is safe, I will worry."

Xiao Shu also glanced at He Cheng and said, "Last time it was an accident. This time we must strictly guard it, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"This kid is uncontrollable. When his emotions come up, he dares to do anything. You should take him seriously these days and don't give him the chance to do anything wrong."

Feeling that he had a heavy responsibility, Xiao Shu couldn't help but sweat and promised: "Don't worry, there will definitely be no accident like the last time."

"It's better to find a bundle of ropes to tie him up!"

He Cheng:......

Chu Xingyun raised his eyes, stared at him with anger, and looked at him seriously and said, "If you don't want to be tied up, you will be honest when you return to Yinjiang. If you dare to make small moves, I will throw you into the detention center for a few days!"

He Cheng was calm and slowly folded his legs, supported his forehead and smiled: "I'm fine, the key lies in you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're willing to bear it?"

This sentence was heartbreaking, and he really couldn't bear to let it go.

Chu Xingyun's aura of fox-like power dissipated in an instant, and he pointed at him with his index finger up: "Anyway, be honest, otherwise you will be willing to let me go when I see!"

Seeing that the topic was off track, Xiao Shu suddenly felt that he had a lot of money and returned to Cabin No. 1 in silence.

He Cheng narrowed his eyes lazily, but looked at him with a smile.

Chu Xingyun glanced at his smiling face angrily, thinking that this guy was really heartless and didn't know the disaster was coming. At the same time, he remembered a key question: "Have Zheng Xihe found Chen Yunan's photo?"

"You were on the phone just now-"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, because Chu Xingyun spoke faster and stronger at this time, so he had to be covered by him halfway through his words and could only quietly stop the sound.

He Cheng still couldn't keep up with his pace these two days. He wanted to talk to Chu Xingyun about his private affairs, but Chu Xingyun was only concerned about business affairs, only Chen Yunan. Perhaps he had already left behind the scenes that he said to him on the phone this afternoon.
To be continued...