Hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed an ordinary mobile phone, but it was still a signal that did not work.

The two looked at each other, and they both had a nervous sense of crisis.

"Check the civil aviation, if they want to take off, they must report to the local air traffic control bureau." A clear and calm voice came calmly from upstairs.

The two men looked up and saw Ye Lu slowly walking down from the stairs, his expression calm, and his voice was clear and sharp.

Fei Yu's face sank when she saw her, she watched the video, and she had such a casual attitude, and when she heard that San Shao was in an accident now, she didn't show a bit of panic.

What a heartless and heartless woman.

"Hmph, you even care about Sanshao." Although his tone was not good, he also knew that what Ye Lu said made sense, so he immediately picked up the phone, contacted some connections, and went to check on civil aviation.

Then the face became even more ugly.

"What's wrong?" Iwaki has an even worse premonition.

Fei Yu's face was ugly: "They reported the route and departure time, but when they got to that point, they didn't take off." ”

"So, they didn't get on the plane at all." Yan Feng was surprised, "This is not normal, if you don't get on the plane, then the ordinary phone should be smooth, fast, and make a few more calls to different people." ”

The two of them worked together and dialed a few subordinates who followed, and what shocked them was that none of them could get through, the two men turned white, and for a while, they both realized that they were afraid that Jun Sanshao was in danger, such a situation had never been tried!

Ye Lu's heart shook when he saw their nervous pale faces, his fingers clenched, his nails dug into the flesh, and he breathed rapidly.

Although she was calm on the surface, without a trace of sadness, she just knew that now was not the time to be sad, and if she blindly immersed herself in the pain just now, she would definitely collapse, and she would not help anything except cause trouble.

So, she forced herself to stop grieving and stay calm and composed.

If Jun Sanshao really has an accident, at least she can take control of the situation instead of him, which is what can really help him.

Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the news of Jun Sanshao's return, he disappeared and could not be contacted.

Ye Lu didn't know what had happened to him now, but he knew that he must be in a dangerous state.

But in China, they can't be clear and specific, and they can't do anything about it, so they can only do it in a hurry. Ye Lu's heart was like electricity, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, no, instead of waiting here nervously and powerlessly, it was better to go over, she wanted to go to him, help him, and fight with him.

"Feiyu, immediately prepare the helicopter, let's fly over!" She ordered loudly, there is not much time, they have to rush over as much as possible, one step faster, they can help Jun Sanshao quickly.

Fei Yu looked at her in astonishment, and then sank his face with disdain: "You don't have the right to order me." ”

"You just slapped me."

Ye Lu pointed to the still swollen left side of his face and said coldly.

Fei Yu's breath was suffocated, he turned his face away, and was annoyed: "Do you want to complain to Sanshao and let him punish me, since I dare to fight, I am not afraid." ”

Although he said this, there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Ye Lu is Sanshao's treasure, he is really afraid of melting in the palm of his hand, he can't touch a single hair, he slapped his heart and liver, Sanshao is not thunderous, and he will never let himself go.

"Punish you, why punish you?"

"What are you pretending to be, don't you hold a grudge and not complain?"

Ye Lu's eyes were like glass, transparent and clear with a faint luster, and he looked at Fei Yu quietly.

"Why am I holding a grudge, I think you played right."

The 8th is finished, comrades, don't be anxious, the 13th flute has a big recommendation, the editor asks the flute to be at least 30,000 words, the dizi is desperately writing, and it will explode at one time at that time.