Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

As early as the press conference ended, Song Qingyou changed her clothes and now put on a mask. As long as she didn't behave in a high-profile manner, she wouldn't be recognized for a while.

Two people and one cat followed the person who delivered the message, and after a while, they arrived at the southeast entrance of the venue where the press conference was held.

However, the imaginary picture of being surrounded by bodyguards was not there at all.

Not only that, the old man who was said to be either rich or noble by the messenger was completely missing.

The young man looked around in stunned silence and quickly explained to Song Qingyou.

"Sister Song, I really didn't lie to you. It was the old gentleman's bodyguard who asked me to send you a message... But I don't know why they suddenly disappeared..."

Seeing that the other party was about to become incoherent, Chen Lan patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be nervous, we don't suspect you of being a liar."

"Perhaps the gentleman felt that he had waited too long and left directly."

"Yes." The young man nodded, "That should be it..."

Before the three of them finished speaking, a noise came from not far away.

"I don't know him at all! He's either a pervert or a human trafficker! Call the police! Who can call the police for me?!"

The woman's voice was very sharp and full of anger.

"I really don't know him! You believe me!"

"Let me go! Let me go! Do you hear me?!"

Song Qingyou was attracted by the sound and walked over unconsciously.

Being nosy and acting bravely are two different concepts. If it was really a matter of abducting women, she would not want to stand by and watch.

So while Chen Lan was still chatting with the young man who was delivering the message, Song Qingyou walked toward the crowd with the cat in her arms.

In the crowd, a hot mom pushing a stroller was being grabbed by the wrist by an old man.

Hot mom is still shouting:

"I told you, I don't know him. He either wants to do something to me, or he wants to kidnap my child!"

The old man whom she said had "touched her hands and feet" was holding a transparent food bag filled with broken pastries.

He seemed to be frightened by the woman, and he opened his mouth for a long time without being able to speak.

"Eat... give it to... Xiaoxiao."

"Cake, give it to Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao eats it!"

The woman slapped away his hand that held out the cake and said harshly:

"How do you know my daughter's name is Xiaoxiao? You must have investigated it, right? You stinking human trafficker!"

There are more and more people eating melons, and there are also some enthusiastic people in the crowd who come out to help the woman pull the old man away.

The old man seemed to be unable to feel his surroundings, and the few words that came out of his mouth were still the same as before.

"Get him away quickly, this old man doesn't look normal."

"You don't have to go to jail for a psychopath to commit murder. Stop watching the fun and leave quickly."

"What are these things in his hands? They look disgusting."

"Maybe you'll get raped! It's best to stay away, otherwise you'll be blackmailed and bankrupted."

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The chatter around them became louder and louder.

At this time, the woman who had just been arrested also realized that the old man was mentally unstable. As soon as she was rescued by the kind brother, she quickly ran away with the baby stroller.

"Xiaoxiao, don't run."

"Grandpa's Xiaoxiao!"

The old man seemed to be going crazy, and the people joining in the fun quickly dispersed.

Song Qingyou looked at the old man's clothes.

The brand of the clothes is not visible, but the cut and texture are better than those high-end clothes she has worn.

So most of the old people ran away from home.

She thought about it and decided to call the police first.

But when there was no one around, the old man quickly turned around and looked at her.

"Xiaoxiao——"

When the old man saw Song Qingyou, he blurted out the name he just called her.

After a while, he shook his head again, "Xiaoxiao... Xiaoxiao is still a baby, you are not Xiaoxiao."

Song Qingyou was worried that the old man would walk into the middle of the road, so she simply supported him.

"Yes, I'm not Xiaoxiao."

She was just about to ask the old man if he still remembered where her home was, when she saw him staring at her, and then grabbed her hand in turn:

"Manzhen? Why are you here too? Manzhen?"

"Manzhen, Xiaoxiao is missing! Xiaoxiao is missing!"

Song Qingyou was completely confused.

However, the old man's mental state is unstable, and it is normal for him to admit the wrong person.

"Old man, I am not Manzhen..."

"no?"

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"Why not Manzhen?"

"You are Manzhen!"

"You and Manzhen look exactly the same! Don't even try to lie to me!"

Seeing the old man's resolute look, Song Qingyou didn't want to argue with him, so she asked:

"Would you like to come with me and sit over there for a while?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the venue where the press conference was held.

"Let's go together." The old man nodded obediently, "Let's go together with Manzhen."

Probably because he particularly trusted this person named "Manzhen", the old man was led by Song Qingyou. Not only did he not make a fuss, he even took two steps and asked her if she was tired and if she wanted to take a rest...

By the time Chen Lan came over, Song Qingyou had already returned with an old man.

"Qingyou, you—"

Chen Lan was surprised for a moment, then looked at the person behind him, "Could this be..."

Is that the big guy? ?

Before the messenger could speak, Song Qingyou answered for him: "No."

"This old man must have been separated from his family. Sister Lan, please call the police for your help."

"Oh." Chen Lan said hello, took out her mobile phone and made a call.

The young man behind looked at the old man and asked cautiously: "Sister Song, is he not in good spirits..."

Song Qingyou: "Shh."

"I mean, there is actually a high-end nursing home nearby. Do you think the old man ran away from the nursing home?"

Song Qingyou looked up: "Sanatorium?"

"So Sister Song doesn't know?" The young man was stunned for a moment and scratched his head, "I'm sorry, my home is nearby, and I forgot that Sister Song is not from here."

"I don't know much about this nursing home. I only know that entry and exit seem to be strict. I just heard it from my classmates before, and I don't know where it is. Anyway, it should be a place where rich people can afford it..."

Song Qingyou didn't care whether the nursing home was high-end or not. She interrupted the other party, "Does this nursing home have external contact information?"

"No? Some people say that this nursing home may be private and not open to the public. I just don't know who lives in it..."

When Song Qingyou heard this, she immediately lost interest.

On the other side, Chen Lan came back after calling the police and taking another call.

"The car has been delivered. Should we leave first, or..."

Her eyes fell on the old man.

Song Qingyou looked at her hand that was firmly held and sighed: "A good person will do it to the end, so wait here first."

The cat she was holding in her other hand had been staring at the old man sitting obediently since just now.

——Jiang Zhihan always felt that this old man looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he looked familiar.