When the concierge heard Coco's scream, he ran over immediately, "Mrs. Yan, what happened..."
Halfway through the words, the concierge couldn't continue because he saw the things that Coco held tightly in his arms, and then he also saw the empty box.
Who did this kind of unscrupulous thing?
"Who is it, who is it, who is it..." Keke stepped on her feet a few more times, gasped and took a few steps back, hugging the things in her arms more tightly.
"Mrs. Yan, this thing can't be..."
"Who is it? Who is it? Do you know who it is?" Coco suddenly turned her head and asked the concierge with wide eyes.
The uncle shook his head, "Mrs. Yan, I'm not sure, but could this be brought by the woman who came to see you today?"
"She's the only one looking for me today, isn't she?"
"Yes, she is the only one."
"Then it must be her, it must be her, but who is she and what does she look like? Do you still remember it? Please describe it to me. I must find this person." Keke was determined not to let go of any clue.
She insisted on finding out who was so cruel and who was so cruel to her!
But at this time, the concierge was in a dilemma. What should be said and described had just been said, what else could he say now?
"Mrs. Yan, that person's appearance is what I just described. I don't know the details. After all, I have only seen her once."
"Even if you have a meeting, you should remember certain characteristics. Don't you have these?"
The concierge shook his head, "Sorry, she came in a car wearing big sunglasses. She was in the car the whole time, so I couldn't see clearly."
"Then, then..." Keke didn't know anymore, and the person involved couldn't tell. She was just guessing here, and she couldn't figure it out even if she guessed.
"By the way, there's that thing." Suddenly, the concierge thought of something and took Coco to the concierge.
"Uncle, did you remember anything?"
"It's not that I remembered anything, but this community is a high-end residential area. There are cameras all over the community. I want to see what I can see."
When Coco thought about it, it was true. People like Mr. Yan would not live in a place with poor security facilities. They didn't care about this small amount of money.
"Well, then help me find it quickly. Which woman driving the car came to see me. I have to find her."
Next, the concierge switched the cameras one by one and looked back one by one to see if he could find a frontal image.
However, it was as if God was against Coco. Even though the car was found in several cameras, none of them captured the woman's front face. Either she turned sideways, or the driver's head was turned in other directions. In the end,
What is clear is only the profile of a woman, and she is wearing sunglasses, so it is impossible to tell who this person is.
"Mrs. Yan, I'm sorry, this is all I can provide here." The concierge also felt very sorry. Such a big thing happened, but he couldn't take a picture of the person involved. It's really...
Coco has also figured it out. If that person’s goal is her, then she will definitely come to the door again. As long as she waits patiently, she will definitely know who that person is and what he wants to do!
but……
Coco looked at the thing in her arms with distressed eyes, cautiously, fearing that she would drop it and hit it.
"Uncle, thank you, I'll go back first." Coco turned around sadly and walked back step by step.
The uncle wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't think of what to say or how to say it for a moment, so he could only watch her walk back like that.
'Boom~~' Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder, and Coco was so frightened that she almost threw away the things in her arms. Then she looked up at the scary sky with dark eyes, and ran back quickly, forgetting even the food at the door.
Take it back.
The concierge was really worried when he saw her like that, so he found the owner's registration book and called Mr. Yan.
But the phone kept ringing and ringing, but no one answered.
If you can't get through now, then you call again, but it's still the same. The call goes through, but no one answers.
"Master Yan, what are you doing? Why don't you answer the phone at the critical moment?" The uncle muttered anxiously and dialed again and again without giving up.
But no matter how many calls he made, Mr. Yan just wouldn't answer the phone.
Finally, two hours later, the impromptu meeting with Mr. Yan was over. He also took out his mobile phone and was about to call Coco and tell her that she was going back soon. But when he looked at his mobile phone, he saw dozens of missed calls, and
It was still the same number, which made him feel nervous, as if he felt something was wrong.
He dialed back the number. As soon as the uncle heard the call, he quickly picked it up and said, "Is it Mr. Yan?"
"Yes, you are..."
"Hello, Mr. Yan, I am the concierge of the community. I made the call just now to you."
"Well, what happened? I was in a meeting just now and my phone was muted." After Yan Shao finished speaking, he felt strange.
What's wrong with me? Are you trying to explain this? It's very unlike his previous style!
The concierge didn't care whether he had a meeting or not. He only knew that something happened at his house, so he grabbed the phone and kept urging him to come back quickly.
"Young Master Yan, you'd better come back soon. Something happened in your family. Mrs. Yan seemed to be looking very bad just now..."
"Tell me what's going on specifically!" As soon as Mr. Yan heard that something happened to Coco, he couldn't think about anything else. He took the car keys and rushed downstairs, while he listened to the concierge on his cell phone.
The uncle told what happened.
"What!!" Young Master Yan was also startled by what was in Coco's arms, "Who did this? What on earth are they going to do?"
"Young Master Yan, I don't know about this. That person came well prepared. The video I have here doesn't contain a single face, so I can't be sure who did it... You'd better come back soon, Mrs. Yan is really watching
Very sad!!"
Yan Shao steadied himself, nodded, threw the phone aside, and rushed home as he hit the accelerator.
"Master, I'm back." As soon as he entered the community, Mr. Yan said hello and drove in.
With a 'crunch~~' sound, the car stopped and Mr. Yan got out of the car. However, the moment he entered the door, he almost tripped over the two bags of food under his feet.
"This is..." He squatted down, opened it and took a look. He saw that they were all newly bought things from the supermarket, but why were they thrown here?
He arranged the things, carried them through the door, turned on the light, and immediately saw Coco kneeling on the ground.
"Keke, what's wrong with you?" He rushed over and wanted to pick up Keke. The ground was cold and it was not good for a girl to sit for a long time, but Keke couldn't afford it and kept staring at the memorial tablet on the sofa in a daze.