Chapter 940 Lure the Snake Out of Its Hole (10)

Around noon, Song Qingchun realized that someone was following him.

In a weather of more than 20 degrees, normal people would wear a singlet even if they didn't wear short-sleeved shirts. But that man wore all black, wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling, covered his whole body tightly, and also wore a hat and Face mask.

Song Qingchun pretended not to notice, and looked around, trying on clothes, as usual when shopping.

No matter where she went, as long as she looked through the mirror and paid special attention for a while, she would always see the armed and closely followed person.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingchun drank a cup of hot milk and rested with a magazine for about twenty minutes in the coffee shop on the fourth floor. Then when his cell phone rang, he raised his eyes and glanced at the screen to read the message. He deleted the text message he received, then called the waiter to pay, stood up, and walked to the elevator that led directly to the underground parking lot.

Song Qingchun stepped into the elevator and pressed the close button. Through the slowly closing elevator door, she once again saw the stalker wearing black clothes.

As soon as he came out of the elevator, it was Song Qingchun's car. When he walked to the car, he discovered that the four tires had been deflated at some point.

Song Qingchun held up her mobile phone and contacted the towing company first, then stepped into the elevator again and went up to the first floor.

Song Qingchun walked out of the mall and stood on the roadside waiting for a taxi.

But in just half a minute, a yellow taxi stopped in front of her.

Song Qingchun glanced at the person sitting in the driver's seat through the car window, opened the back door, got in, and then told the taxi driver Song's address.

The taxi driver didn't say anything. After Song Qingchun sat firmly, he started the car.

Song Qingchun lowered his eyes and when he pressed his phone, he glanced at the clothes hidden under the car seat. He was dressed in black, with a mask and a peaked cap rolled inside.

Song Qingchun just glanced at it and pretended not to see anything. He closed his eyes and rested as if he was tired.

Song Qingchun actually didn't fall asleep at all. Although she closed her eyes, she knew that the car stopped midway, and the taxi driver turned around and took her mobile phone away from her fingertips.

But she never opened her eyes. It took more than half an hour before she looked like she was sleepy, rubbed her eyes, and opened her eyelids.

She was stunned for a while, and then she looked out the car window and found that the car had already left Beijing and entered the highway. She first asked doubtfully: "Where is this?" Then she suddenly woke up. He sat up straight, as if he didn't know anything, and patted the taxi driver's back seat: "Master, you are driving the wrong way..."

The taxi driver seemed not to hear her words and continued to increase the accelerator and drive forward unmoved.

There was a net guardrail between the back seat and the front seat of the taxi. Song Qingchun couldn't touch the taxi driver at all, so he had to turn around to pull the door and found that the car had been locked. Then he pretended to be panicked and questioned the taxi driver. Where on earth was he going to pull her? While he started looking for his cell phone, he responded by calling the police.

Unable to find her mobile phone, she began to panic and become afraid, and began to cry and beg the taxi driver.

The taxi driver turned a deaf ear and didn't respond at all. He just stared at the road ahead and drove quickly.