This operation is familiar

"Brother Bai! God Z is gone!"

"Run away? Where did you go? How did you run away?"

Qiao Cheng called Bai Zong at the service desk of Nanfeng Airport, and said anxiously: "I don't know, God Z disappeared after I went to the toilet, and he took all my luggage, wallet and mobile phone away." !"

"What did he do with your luggage and purse? No, why did you give him your mobile phone?" Bai Zong was so anxious that he couldn't find the point. He stood in the office and reprimanded Qiao Cheng while flipping through the address book at hand.

Qiao Cheng held the landline phone of the service desk in one hand and was about to cry. "I didn't want to give it to him at first. Before going to the toilet, he said that his mobile phone was out of battery and wanted to use my mobile phone to play games."

"Then you will give it to him?"

"Then, then I have no reason not to give it to him."

"Okay, okay, did you call the police? Have you checked the airport surveillance?" Bai Zong threw away the address book irritably, and raised his hand to grab the hair that had been sprayed with styling gel this morning.

"The monitoring can only see him dragging his luggage out of the airport gate, and then got on a bus..."

"Then call the police and let the police help you find it!"

"Brother Bai, how do you call the police?" Qiao Cheng glanced apologetically at the little girl at the service desk who kept warning him to be quiet, and whispered while covering the phone: "No one in the league knows that God Z lost his memory after a car accident. If we call the police now, everyone will know about it, and when the media writes about it, other teams will mess up the rhythm, which will definitely affect our club's next games."

"What kind of competition do you still think about at this time? The key is to find the person first. He doesn't remember anything now. What if he is sold?"

Qiao Cheng complained with a complicated expression: "If he doesn't sell others, everything will be fine. Brother Bai, don't worry, God Z shouldn't be far away. He has no money on him, so if he can't find a place to live, he should contact us. "

"No money? Didn't he take your wallet?" Bai Zong's hairstyle is already messed up, and no matter how strong the styling gel's styling ability is, he can't stop him from scratching wildly. "Also, you took the 5 last time." Have you saved your money yet?"

Qiao Cheng blinked, "I haven't had time to save it yet, so I put the suitcase casually."

"If you put 5 yuan in the suitcase, you put it in the suitcase? Do you think that the monthly salary I gave you is too high, so you treat money like dirt?"

"It's not Brother Bai. Didn't I withdraw the 5 yuan for God Z? He suddenly said that day that he didn't recognize banknotes, so he asked me to take out a little more to help him recognize the money."

"He has lost his memory but not his mind! What kind of money can make him recognize [-] yuan without knowing it?"

Qiao Cheng's brain was short-circuited, and only now did he recall some clues, "Then... did he plan to run away?"

Bai Zong gradually calmed down, and sat back on the chair, "I guess he didn't fully believe what we said from the moment he woke up, this time you took him to go abroad for treatment, and the decision was hasty and hasty, He must have had doubts and wanted to figure it out for himself."

"What now?"

"Forget it, you come back from the airport first, I will contact a friend to help you find it privately, if it doesn't work, you have to call the police."