Xia Wanshu held her breath aside and listened for a long time, and she also realized that her daughter's disappearance was probably related to Leng Ximo, the young master of the Leng family.

Fu Nanting couldn't rashly break into Leng Ximo's house to find someone. She knew that it was not because he was concerned about the Leng family, but because he was worried that going over rashly would make Leng Ximo hurt Xiaoge.

After the phone was quiet for a long time, Leng Ximo suddenly laughed: "Brother Fu is really joking. This means that I kidnapped Miss Shu. After the interview, Miss Shu left my villa alone. The servants in the villa in our city saw it. How do I know where she went? Don't worry, Miss Shu is not a three-year-old child, and she is a living person. Can you still disappear? Let Mrs. Shu rest assured."

Seeing that he didn't get any oil and salt, Fu Nanting hung up the phone directly.

Xia Wanshu rushed over immediately, frightened:

"Why, Leng Ximo doesn't admit that he is related to Xiaoge's disappearance?... Did he do it? If so, what exactly did he want to do? Xiaoge has no grudges and no grudges, what exactly did he want to do? Where will Xiaoge be brought to him now?"

Because I was so excited that I ended up for the middle of the night and was too tired. As soon as I finished speaking, my body slipped down.

"Madam, don't be anxious..." Aunt Hua hurriedly hugged Xia Wanshu.

Fu Nanting made a gesture, Jiang Zhiting, who had been waiting beside him, hurriedly jogged over and worked with Aunt Hua to help Xia Wanshu back on the sofa.

Then he strode out of the villa and got on the Hummer.

After Lian Jin took Xiao Niugao upstairs to bed, he had already gone downstairs and had been by his side. He had known that something had happened to Shu Ge, and at this moment he knew where the third master wanted to go, so he immediately followed him.

**

As the Hummer galloped, he soon arrived at Jiuding Mountain in front of Leng Ximo's private mansion.

The Chinese-style mansion in the early morning is particularly gloomy in the night and night wind in the deep mountains.

Fu Nanting got out of the car, walked to the trunk, took out the long-handled axe that had been prepared, and strided to the front door. Kuang Kuang slashed open the lock on the copper ring of the Chinese door.

Lian Jin was stunned, watching the solid vermilion door creaking and hurriedly followed the third master in.

After entering the main gate, the door inside the house was nothing to Fu Nanting.

Along the way, I saw the door smashing the door and the window broke.

Unable to be found on the entire first floor, he and Lian Jin went straight to the second floor and searched separately.

I kicked each room and looked around, but there was still no one in my sight.

And it is basically the breath of no one living there for many years.

Until Lian Jin's voice came from the next room: "San Master, come here quickly, this room is a bit weird!"

Fu Nanting immediately walked over quickly, pushed open the room where Lian Jin was, and his face suddenly turned cold.

This should be a bedroom, but it doesn't look like a bedroom, and there is not even a bed.

It seems that it has just been cleaned up. It is extremely clean and bare, with no furniture.

And... there seem to be traces of nailing at four corners of each window.

He took two steps, squinted his eyes and checked it, and then fell on the carpet, like wood chips.

I immediately understood that the window of this room had been blocked before.

And it is a kind of seal that is not transparent.

Judging from the depth and newness of the nail eye, I am afraid it has been nailed for more than one or two years.

What was hidden in the room that made Leng Ximo so nervous that he wanted to turn the whole room into a tomb of a living dead?

Lian Jin obviously noticed it and was surprised: "San Master, is there someone under house arrest in this room? Could it be Miss Shu?"
Chapter completed!