"In the basement on the first floor, I rented a room there and set up a laboratory."
Because Lu Ziqian was only seven years old, Xiang Mei was not wary of him at all.
Lu Ziqian had already walked to the bathroom at this time.
The bathroom in Xiang Mei's house was not big, only about three or four square meters. After Lu Ziqian entered, he was careful and quickly found a trace of blood in the corner behind the bathroom door, as well as the letters "sos" written with toothpaste.
His little eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that Xiang Mei was very suspicious.
At this time, Xiang Mei had already cooked the meal and called him in the restaurant.
Lu Ziqian washed his hands, then walked to the dining table outside and sat down calmly.
Xiang Mei enthusiastically served him a bowl of lean meat porridge: "Come, the poison in your body has just been lifted. Eat something light for now, and then let your parents give you a good supplement when you get home."
At this point, Xiang Mei pretended to know nothing and asked him: "Kid, you look familiar to me, but I can't remember who you are. Can you tell Auntie where you live? I'll send it to you later.
You go back."
Lu Ziqian took a mouthful of porridge, glanced at her and said calmly: "My father is Lu Chenxu, the president of Lu Group. Thank you aunt for saving me. However, I want to see her laboratory and know how she prepares the antidote."
Save me."
His intuition told him that there must be something wrong with Xiang Mei.
Sure enough, when she heard that Lu Ziqian was going to visit her laboratory, Xiang Mei looked a little uncomfortable.
"Well, the basement is too dark and damp. You are in good health and have been pampered since you were a child. How can you go to a place like that? If you want to visit the laboratory, after you go back, aunt will take you to our company's laboratory. How about it?
"Xiang Mei quickly found a reason to refuse.
However, the more she acted like this, the more Lu Ziqian felt that there was something wrong with her.
"Auntie, do you know Wang Qi and Wang Niannian, mother and daughter?" He decided to strike first.
Sure enough, when Xiang Mei heard him mention Wang Qi and her daughter, her hands shook violently.
"I've heard of her, but I'm not familiar with her. She's a top figure in our field. I seem to have forgotten to turn off the fire in the kitchen. I'll go take a look." As she said that, she stood up with a guilty conscience and found a reason to leave.
Lu Ziqian's lips curled up. This Xiang Mei really had a problem. He stood up and quickly stopped at the kitchen door.
"Auntie, can I use your phone? I want to call my family and ask them to pick me up." He stared at Xiang Mei.
"Well, okay, just wait and Auntie will get you the phone."
With that said, Xiang Mei turned around and went to the bedroom, preparing to delete all the conversations between her and Baldhead on her phone, and then give the phone to Lu Ziqian.
However, for some reason, after she finished all this, she opened the door and took a step forward. Her feet slipped and she fell solidly to the ground.
She was hit so hard that stars flashed in her eyes, and before she could recover, Lu Ziqian, who had just been at the door of the kitchen, suddenly rushed over and put a kitchen knife directly on her neck.
The floor at her door had been deliberately covered with cooking oil from the kitchen by Lu Ziqian.
"You, what are you going to do?" The child in front of him had cold eyes, a sharp expression, and an aura of death.
"Where are Wang Qi and his daughter?" As he spoke, Lu Ziqian exerted force on his wrist, and the sharp kitchen knife had already cut through the skin of Xiang Mei's neck.
She was about to open her mouth to lie, but was frightened by Lu Ziqian's actions and started crying.
"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, I'm just a kid and this kitchen knife is too heavy. I might accidentally cut off the blood vessels in your neck."
"Also, I'm only seven years old and underage. Even if I accidentally kill you, I don't have to pay for my life."
Lu Ziqian's thin little face showed indifference, confidence, and wisdom that were extremely inconsistent with his age.