It took more than two hours of driving from the capital to Rongcheng.

He went directly to the Flood Control Bureau to learn about the rain situation and road conditions, and the person on duty pulled up satellite cloud images for him to see.

Josnian held a cigarette between his fingers, his brows furrowed, and his figure was slender but somewhat desolate under his long black windbreaker.

"Mr. Qiao, the rainfall will not decrease in the past few days. We have people going down to provide disaster relief. At present, the rain will not cause casualties, but if rocks fall on the mountain, it will be difficult to say."

"Is the road from Rongcheng to the village blocked?"

"This road is mainly mountainous. It is muddy and low-lying, making it difficult to drive. A large section of the road has to be walked on foot."

Of course Josnian knew.

He walked by.

On a good day, we still have to walk for several hours, let alone now.

No wonder the city's rescue workers haven't arrived yet.

"Where's the helicopter?"

"Mr. Qiao, that area is full of mountains, and the helicopter cannot land."

Josnian frowned.

"Mr. Qiao, don't be anxious. Just sit down and I'll report to you as soon as possible if anything happens." The staff on duty felt that it was useless to rush the matter.

"My fucking wife is in the village, can I not be in a hurry?" Josnian yelled.

The staff were stunned for a moment, and were overwhelmed by Josnian's aura.

What... my wife is in the village?

The superiors told him not to neglect Mr. Qiao.

But Mr. Qiao's wife... why would a rich lady go to such a poor village?

"Mr. Qiao...it's my fault. I'll ask my colleagues right away to see if they can find a solution."

Josnian took a few puffs of cigarette, his face was not very calm, his pupils were constricted, his thin lips were pursed, the light elongated his figure, and there was a cold chill all over his body.

The staff on duty immediately started making phone calls to friends in various bureaus, busy trying to resolve the matter.

Ye Jiaqi's phone still couldn't be reached.

It rains heavier in Rongcheng than in Beijing. The noisy rain can be heard in the small office, mixed with the sound of staff talking on the phone.

Josnian also called many of his friends and used all his available connections.

If Ye Jiaqi doesn't answer the phone again, he will go crazy.

All the instability in Josnian's life was given to Ye Jiaqi. He had never been calm in front of her.

The calls were made one after another, but there was still no feasible solution. Even Josnian couldn't go to the village.

"When will the rescuers arrive?" Josnian asked, smoking a cigarette.

"I received a call saying that the village is still two or three hours away."

"So long."

"The road conditions are too bad, there is nothing we can do."

Josnian was not going to sit still and wait for death. He had to rush over. No matter how difficult the road was, he had to go over.

Josnian didn't say much to the man on duty, so he took his driver and left.

…

Qingshan Village.

Ye Jiaqi and Zhuo Yuanhang are still looking for someone.

After flipping through the page, she couldn't hear the children's cries for help, and she didn't know where the children had gone.

The flashlight was almost out of power, leaving only a faint light.

"Jiaji, let's go back the way we came. It's getting late, you're covered in rain, and the flashlight is running out of power." Zhuo Yuan said.

"Where did you say these children went? They shouldn't be found...could they have fallen into the river..."

"Can they swim?"

"Metropolis."
Chapter completed!