After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Jiang Baige's fingers twisted together unconsciously.

It was now 11:23 am. She and Song Siwen had a simple meal - it couldn't be considered lunch, but they really had no appetite, so they followed the navigation and came to the vicinity of the police station.

It was totally quiet there, without any sign of undercurrent.

The sun was shining brightly and warmly near noon, and the sky was slightly blue; it was almost good weather.

But now is not the time to enjoy the scenery.

Just as Zhuang Yao said, there is a small clinic less than a hundred meters away from the police station.

As long as you stand at a higher place, you can see both places at the same time.

Jiang Baige thought, since Zhuang Yao knew that the police station was here, why didn't she call the police when she had the clue?

It’s hard to think any further on this line, or you’ll feel even more isolated and helpless.

The clinic's door was always busy with people coming in and out. Jiang Baige and Song Siwen kept their eyes on the road, afraid of missing Zhuang Yao's appearance.

Suddenly, Song Siwen pushed Jiang Baige's shoulder: "There."

They saw a person who was dressed completely differently from the Aying they saw this morning, but had a very similar figure, walking hurriedly into the clinic, covering her cheek.

"It should be her."

With the attitude of preferring to make a mistake rather than miss it, the two decided to take a closer look.

They won't take the initiative to greet each other in case someone follows her.

Instead, they chose a location where they could be seen as soon as they came out of the clinic. If that person was really Zhuang Yao, she would probably come to find them on her own initiative.

Jiang Baige felt a little dry in the mouth. She turned her head to look at Song Siwen: "Does it feel like we're in a spy movie?"

"Why, have you got inspiration for a new novel?" Song Siwen also used a joke to ease the tense atmosphere. "You still have inspiration for a novel at this time. I can only say that you are worthy of it... But to be honest, there are still some big spy movies in recent years."

"Then why don't I just write about the story of rescuing a kidnapped female college student? Wouldn't that be more realistic?"

As they were chatting and laughing, a figure walked up to them.

Jiang Baige raised her head and first saw a little scar. Then she looked up and saw that it was covered by a piece of snow-white gauze.

The other party didn't say anything, but quickly walked away from them and went to another place.

Jiang Baige and Song Siwen looked around and hurriedly followed.

Only when they reached a place far away from the crowd did Zhuang Yao finally stop and take off his hat.

"Senior, what's wrong with your face..."

Jiang Baige pointed at the half of the face that was almost completely covered by gauze, while Song Siwen stood there in a daze.

Zhuang Yao, on the other hand, said calmly, "I tore the wound, so they asked me to come over and treat it again."

Song Siwen took a breath and said, "How did it become like this..."

"To make a long story short." Zhuang Yao did not smile, as if she did not want to touch the wound on her face. "Ai Min Hotel is their den of thieves and transit station. The police were watching them because of Xiaomi's disappearance, so they closed the hotel in the name of renovation. In fact, they were transferring the abducted women..."

Xiaomi is the friend that Zhuang Yao met in the forum.

"Then those people have already..."

Zhuang Yao sighed, "Yes, Xiaomi had been transferred before I came. In order to find out where she was, I had to infiltrate the inner circle, but I almost got caught by them. Fortunately, I pretended to fall and scratched my face. They thought I couldn't be sold at a good price, so they kept me in the hotel and kept an eye on me..."

It was similar to what Jiang Baige guessed, although he didn’t know why this group of people didn’t let Zhuang Yao go in the previous life.

But they will definitely be able to save her in this life.

"Did you get any useful information?"

Instead of caring about Zhuang Yao's injuries, they should make each of Zhuang Yao's injuries more valuable.

"I saw a list and learned that Xiaomi was sold to a village in Fengshui County, but I can't get away now..."

"Don't worry about that. We can go find it."

Jiang Baige wrote down the name of the village on her mobile phone: Wangnan Village.

"Even with this information, we still can't report the case?" Song Siwen asked the question in their minds.

Zhuang Yao shook her head: "It's not that easy, otherwise Xiaomi should have been saved when we tracked her down to the hotel."

It seemed that she had already thought of what they had thought of.

That’s right. After all, Zhuang Yao is three years older than they are now. She has interned at newspapers and TV stations. She is calmer when facing various emergencies and looks at problems more comprehensively.

"Then we will set out for Wangnan Village tomorrow."

After finishing their business, they finally had time to care about Zhuang Yao: "Senior, this wound on your face... won't leave a scar, right?"

"Compared to life or death, a scar isn't that important, right?"

"But what if you want to fall in love and get married in the future..." Song Siwen was a little anxious, "Even if not, it will have an impact if you want to be a reporter and appear on camera in the future. Otherwise, why don't you leave here first and leave the rest to me and Bai Ge?"

"No." Zhuang Yao refused immediately.

Then she patted Song Siwen on the shoulder, indicating that she knew their intentions, but her refusal could not be refuted.

"If I run away now, those people will definitely be alert, and then everything I have done before will be in vain. Besides, if you go to Wangnan Village and encounter any danger, I will be outside and can help you."

"Then...be careful." Jiang Baige held Zhuang Yao's hand, "We will definitely come back with good news as soon as possible."

Zhuang Yao nodded and held Song Siwen's hand again.

The three of them stacked their palms together, feeling the warmth and moisture in each other's palms, and a sense of security was passed between them.

"You also have to be... careful."

Before leaving, Song Siwen seemed to have thought of something and stuffed his cell phone into Zhuang Yao's hand.

"Sister, please hold my phone. If anything happens, we can always contact each other... Oh, by the way, the lock screen is my birthday, you know."

This time, Zhuang Yao did not refuse, but quickly unlocked the phone and set it to silent mode.

"Yes." Jiang Baige also said, "I will fully charge the power bank before tomorrow and leave it in the room...If it comes with a wire, you can use it directly."

Then he told Zhuang Yao the locations of several cameras in the room and asked her to pay attention when she came in.

Speaking of the camera, Song Siwen recalled what happened this morning.

"When I checked the surveillance today, I found several blind spots... Oh, I took pictures of them."

She took out her cell phone and pulled up all the surveillance camera images she had taken before leaving the security room this morning.

"If it's convenient for you, you can pay attention to it. There must be something wrong with these places. They might be secret doors or passages that they use to do illegal things."

Zhuang Yao looked at them and nodded solemnly.