Chapter 422 A helping hand

Cheng Ling glanced at it casually, and then the page she was browsing froze for a moment.

Then it kept spinning in a small circle and couldn't be opened.

Cheng Ling refreshed the interface, but all the information about the explosion of gold that she had seen before was gone.

——Someone has blocked this entry.

Cheng Ling didn't pursue it further.

There are more important things to solve——

Jiang Qilan mentioned the prisoners' escape from the island in the text message. He not only clearly stated the way the prisoners escaped, but also clearly mentioned the direction of the prisoners' escape.

Brother Lan didn't tell his father about this.

There must be a reason why Jiang's father couldn't show up.

Brother Lan didn't say that he asked the rescue team for help, so there is only one possibility, Brother Lan is worried that the rescue team has infiltrated the power of the Heji Society.

Cheng Ling opened the map and locked the location of the Golden Island.

Brother Lan said: They escaped by boat.

Then they must not be able to run far.

Golden Island is in chaos at the moment. Once everything is settled, people will definitely be sent to chase the prisoners.

Can't let Brother Lan's painstaking rescue go to waste.

Let her help these people.

*

On the beach of Cuba Tidal Beach Commercial Resort, the old gypsy lady, Saya, is enjoying an evening beach barbecue.

She likes the smell of the wind and the feeling of the wind blowing on her face.

Although, these winds are not as strong and refreshing as the wind driven by fast cars.

She grabbed the draft beer, took a big sip, and breathed a comfortable "Ha".

This is the most pleasant moment of her day.

She also hates people disturbing her most pleasant moment.

Some people are blind.

A young male voice sounded beside her:

"Saya, someone is calling you."

Saya came out at once. This is the eight-year-old son of the owner of the beach beverage kiosk.

Saya has many strange habits.

For example, she doesn't like to use mobile phones.

Although there are mobile phones for the blind, she still refuses.

She thinks that kind of thing must be inhabited by evil souls.

If you keep this kind of thing around, your soul will be eroded by evil spirits.

Hearing that someone is looking for you, Saya is indifferent.

Sai Ya fumbled to grab the knife and fork, and accurately cut a piece of the juicy roast beef on the plate, put it in her mouth, and tasted it slowly.

"Saya——"

Saya put the fork on the plate with force, and said fiercely: "Kid, has anyone told you not to disturb the weird Sai Ya when she is eating?"

The boy was startled and trembling: "That person said that as long as you say her name, you will definitely answer the phone."

Saya raised her head and laughed, and the wrinkles on her face were like sharp blades.

"I, Sai Ya, haven't met such a self-righteous idiot for many years!"

The boy was also brave. He was so scared that he was about to cry, but he still insisted on conveying the words completely.

"She said that she is your good friend, a person who likes to drive fast."

Saya's laughter stopped abruptly.

Then, she pushed the beach stool hard and stood up.

The knife and fork fell to the ground and the beer spilled, but she didn't care.

Seya raised her right hand, her tone was anxious:

"Boy, come here, hold me, I'll answer the phone."

She walked very fast, as if the other party was a very impatient person, and if she answered the phone late, the other party would hang up.

Seya's eyes flashed with longing and excitement.

Has this heartless and cold-blooded girl finally remembered her old bones?

She hasn't taken me to drive fast for a long time.

"Hello?" Seya said.

Cheng Ling couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips slightly. It's been a long time since she heard Seya's voice.

"Saya, do you remember me?" Cheng Ling imitated the voice she used to have.

Blind people can't see, so their other senses will be extremely sharp.

Especially hearing.

Seya's ear was close to the microphone: "You...why is your voice different from before?"

Cheng Ling had a headache.

At this time, she had to prove her identity.

"The first time we met, the table next to us was eating grilled lamb chops..." Cheng Ling said.

"You don't need to prove it to me, I can tell. You are you." Seya said.

Cheng Ling was very grateful. Gypsies often seem to have magic powers.

Cheng Ling spoke quickly: "Seya, I have a very urgent and important matter now, I want to ask you for help..."

"No help!" Seya interrupted her.

Cheng Ling was stunned: "Ah?"

Seya said angrily: "How long have you not come to see me? They drive fast and can't bring up the wind! I'm almost fed up with it!"

Cheng Ling laughed: "I promise you, I will find you as soon as possible and take you for a drive, okay? But right now, it's really a matter of life and death."

Seya insisted: "No, you have to promise me. When can you come to me, give me a specific date."

"Uh," Cheng Ling quickly calculated in her mind that if nothing unexpected happened, her play would be finished in about three months. Moreover, even if it was not finished by then, she could take three or four days off.

So she said: "One hundred days."

Saya muttered: "Such a long time... Is today the first day, or tomorrow the first day?"

Cheng Ling laughed: "Today is the first day."

Saya was satisfied: "Okay, tell me, who do you want me to help you save?"