Yingzhen got up and chased after him with several bodyguards to check. He only heard the sound of a motorcycle in the distance. The man had already run away.
Despite this, the bodyguard still used the walkie-talkie to talk and sent someone to chase him.
Yingzhen carefully checked the power grid and found that the section where the man climbed over the wall had been pinched off. No wonder he couldn't be electrified.
"Miss Belle, where did you find him?" the bodyguard asked quickly
Yingzhen led them to the slightly open window and said: "This is it." She didn't know what this house was for. Maybe the original Belle knew, so she couldn't say much.
The bodyguard gave the answer himself: "Buddhist hall?"
"Go in and see what's missing," Yingzhen said.
The bodyguard hesitated a little: "After returning from San Francisco, the young master has not allowed anyone to enter this room. Even cleaning and other tasks are done by the crazy lions."
Yingzhen immediately felt that the matter was not trivial and said quickly: "Hurry up and call the young master."
Mo Yanyi came back quickly, and Yingzhen was waiting for him in the hall. His face was calm, but his eyes were very cold. He just smiled at Yingzhen in a hurry, then disappeared, and walked towards the Buddhist hall with Kuangshi and the others.
Yingzhen didn't follow him
Nothing was missing. Mo Kaisen's urn was still placed on the Buddhist altar. There was not even a trace of movement. Fu Jian used infrared detection and found no fingerprints.
The same goes for other places, as if no one has come in, but the windows are slightly open, indicating that the peace in the room has been broken.
"Damn it, why did this man come to the Buddhist hall?" Liehu cursed in confusion.
Mo Yanyi reached out and touched Mo Kaisen's urn and said: "The truth will be revealed soon. Mad Lion, call the pursuers back."
"Boss?" Kuangshi was puzzled.
There was a faint sneer on Mo Yanyi's lips: "Someone can't calm down anymore."
After that, open the door and go out
Yingzhen went up to him and asked, "Did you throw anything away?"
Mo Yanyi shook his head slightly, took Ying Zhen's hand and walked up the stairs. His habits were slowly being affected by Ying Zhen.
After entering the room, Mo Yanyi said: "My father's urn is placed in the Buddhist hall."
Yingzhen was startled for a moment, she thought there was something important inside.
"That……"
"If I'm not wrong, someone will soon know that my father has passed away." Mo Yanyi let go of Ying Zhen, walked slowly for a few steps, and said, "It won't be peaceful soon."