To come to Modu?
Hearing the news that Xia Xueqing was coming, Song Qiao was stunned for a moment.
If this girl came to Modu, wouldn't Modu become a battlefield in the future?
Thinking of this, Song Qiao couldn't help but swallow, and quickly asked.
"Why are you coming to Modu all of a sudden?"
"Huh? There's something wrong with you!" On the other end of the phone, Xia Xueqing immediately became suspicious.
She questioned Song Qiao, "Why can't I go to Modu?"
"You're guilty! Hurry up and tell me! Did you do something bad behind my back?"
Song Qiao felt embarrassed and quickly gave a wry smile to gloss over it.
"That's not true, what are you thinking?"
"It's just that Modu has been a bit restless lately. Who would come here if there's nothing going on?"
When Xia Xueqing asked why Modu was not peaceful.
Song Qiao stammered, unable to explain.
He was suffering internally and couldn't help but complain: How would I know why it's not peaceful?
I just said it casually, who knew this girl insisted on understanding?
Thinking this, he dared not say it aloud.
Song Qiao had to continue to gloss over it, "I just heard someone say so."
"It's better to believe it than not, just to be safe. If you have nothing to do, it's better..."
Before Song Qiao could finish speaking, Xia Xueqing on the other end of the phone immediately became unhappy.
"Who said I have nothing to do? Of course, I have something to do when I come to Modu!"
"And I have to visit my teacher."
Hearing this, Song Qiao quickly moved the receiver away from his ear.
As expected, Xia Xueqing's voice in the phone immediately increased by several decibels.
"You are too outrageous! You are clearly in Modu, and you don't even go to see her!"
Xia Xueqing rambled on for a few more sentences, and Song Qiao finally found a chance to interject.
"It's just that I've been too busy lately, and I forgot when I got busy."
"You're coming to Modu? We can go see her together then."
Hearing Song Qiao say this, Xia Xueqing on the other end of the phone felt a little more satisfied.
"That's more like it. By the way, how is Gao Meng doing now?"
"I see so much criticism online, all directed at her."
"Some comments are disgusting to look at! I'm a bit worried about her state."
The Gao family, in order to retaliate against Gao Meng, used fabricated news to target what a woman cares about most.
That is reputation!
If such a thing happened to another woman, she might not dare to lift her head when walking on the street.
For fear of being met with strange looks from those around her as soon as she showed her face.
But Gao Meng was completely different.
Song Qiao smiled and said, "Don't worry about these things, they won't affect her."
"Don't look at her young age, she usually appears cute and easy to bully."
"In reality, her psychological quality is very strong, and she is very stubborn deep down."
After hearing Song Qiao's words, Xia Xueqing on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little more relieved.
The two chatted casually for a few more words, and the call ended.
Song Qiao collected his thoughts and began to continue searching for Sheng Xiong's whereabouts according to the locations provided by Wei Feng and Chen Chen.
After leaving Shen Fu's house, he searched two more locations, but also found nothing.
At this point, Song Qiao was already a little discouraged.
He felt that in the vast Modu, looking for one person was no different from searching for a needle in a haystack.
Bang!
Song Qiao raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the bridge arch in front of him.
"Damn it! Where the hell is this bastard hiding!"
Thinking of Sheng Xiong slipping through his fingers twice, Song Qiao felt a surge of suffocating anger.
The last time they met, he had warned Sheng Xiong that he would not be able to escape if he was in Modu.
But now, he couldn't even find a shadow of him.
This was an unprecedented blow to Song Qiao.
Lalala~
Just then, a singing voice suddenly came to his ears.
No accompaniment, just simple guitar playing.
But the singing was sweet and gentle, and the melody was melodious.
It sounded like heavenly music.
At this moment, Song Qiao's heart, which was gradually becoming agitated, seemed to be soothed.
No longer as anxious and disheartened as before, it miraculously became calm.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his facial expression gradually changed from gloomy to enjoyment.
Soon, the simple melody was finished, and Song Qiao still felt unsatisfied.
He slowly opened his eyes and began to search in the direction from which the singing came.
About 10 meters away from his location, there was a subway entrance.
Song Qiao knew that the singing just now came from there.
Following the sound, he saw a girl about 20 years old.
She wore a pair of not-so-good-looking sunglasses on her nose. Song Qiao thought she would look better if she took them off.
The girl was looking straight ahead, adjusting her guitar with both hands.
She was dressed neatly, but the guitar in her arms was a little worn.
Song Qiao walked up to her, took out two bills from his wallet, and handed them to the girl.
The latter did not reach out to take them.
Song Qiao didn't think much of it, so he bent down and placed the money in front of her, but she still didn't respond.
This made him feel a little strange.
He lowered his head, and through the gap between the edge of the sunglasses and her eyebrows.
He discovered the emptiness and depth in her eyes.
She was actually blind?
Song Qiao was greatly surprised, and recalled the pleasant singing just now. Connecting it with her identity as a blind person.
Song Qiao's heart trembled violently.
He stopped and listened to another song, and took out a few more bills from his wallet and handed them to the girl.
"Put them in your pocket, it's safer."
To prevent the money from being snatched away, Song Qiao said with a sigh of relief.
"Ah? Oh, thank you, you are such a good person!"
The girl was slightly taken aback, then smiled happily.
She clasped her hands together and thanked Song Qiao repeatedly, and even asked him if he wanted to request a song.
Song Qiao smiled and shook his head. He remembered that she couldn't see, so he added. m..oΓg
"I've been listening here for a while. I have something to do, so I'm leaving now."
The girl was blind, but Song Qiao couldn't hear any stories in her singing.
This was a rare and valuable spirit.
Usually, people who have experienced life or suffered tragic encounters.
Whether they are pretending or complaining unnecessarily, you can feel that they hide stories when you talk to them.
But there was none of that in the girl's voice.
This meant that she might have been depressed, but she never thought of giving up, nor was she dissatisfied with her current situation.
In comparison, Song Qiao felt ashamed just standing in front of her.
"Let's keep searching, we absolutely cannot give up!"
Meeting that girl, Song Qiao was greatly encouraged.
Although there were still no clues or leads, he had made up his mind not to give up searching for Sheng Xiong's whereabouts!
Just as he was about to go to the next place where Sheng Xiong might be hiding, Jiang Rou's call suddenly came in.
"Hello, helmsman, there are some things I want to report to you."
"Just say it directly."
"It's like this, helmsman. There's a vice-helmsman named Cheng Dong in our branch of the Tongmen."
"He wants to hold a birthday party for his daughter soon."
Hearing that it was such a matter, Song Qiao couldn't help but frown.
"If he wants to have it, let him have it. What does it have to do with me?"
Are you kidding? I don't know him.
Can I control it if someone celebrates their daughter's birthday?
Jiang Rou's intention was clearly not this, she patiently explained to Song Qiao.
"No, helmsman, I mean, will you be going?"
Before Song Qiao could reply, Jiang Rou immediately gave her opinion.
"I suggest you should go."
"Cheng Dong has found a marriage for his daughter, and the other party is a big figure."
"And Cheng Dong is also a vice-helmsman of our branch, who worked under my master."
"As the helmsman of our Tongmen, you will surely have to take over the management of the branch in the future."
"Through occasions like banquets, you can get to know the internal personnel better."
Song Qiao thought carefully and felt that Jiang Rou's consideration was very proper.
He had indeed never met that vice-helmsman.
Since there was an opportunity now, it wouldn't hurt to go.
"Then that's settled. Remind me when the time comes."