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Chapter 334

At this moment, Feng Yiyue, who was waiting in the corner, felt that every second seemed as long as a century.

But she couldn't act rashly without waiting for Mu Qing's signal.

From time to time, there were cars passing by and the sound of people chatting outside.

Mu Qing also successfully reached the second floor.

When he reached the second floor, Mu Qing could hear some sounds. The sounds were so subtle that you couldn't hear them unless you listened carefully.

Mu Qing quietly walked over and came to the door. A sliver of light showed through the crack on the floor.

The sound came from inside.

But she wasn't sure who was inside, so she couldn't pass it in suddenly.

Just when Mu Qing was about to search other rooms, he saw the doorknob turning. Mu Qing held his breath and pressed against the wall, clenching the dagger tightly in his hand.

"Huh! It's really unlucky. I won't let you die, but I still have to take care of you!"

At noon the maid came out cursing, holding a broken broom in her hand.

The corridor was too dark, and the woman didn't notice Mu Qing. She immediately closed and locked the door as soon as she walked out. She did it very quickly, as if she had done it many times before, as if she was familiar with it.

"Don't make a sound and follow me."

Just when the woman was about to turn around, Mu Qing's dagger was already placed on the woman's neck.

The woman was so frightened that she trembled violently.

"you......"

"I told you not to make a sound." Mu Qing's dagger pressed closer to the woman's neck. It was unimaginably sharp and the woman felt pain in her neck just because it was so close.

The woman did not dare to speak anymore and followed Mu Qing to another room.

Before the woman could say anything, Mu Qing knocked the woman unconscious with a knife.

The woman collapsed on the ground. Mu Qing took the key from the woman's hand, locked her in the room, and then went downstairs to find Feng Yiyue.

It is certain that there are only two people in this villa.

Feng Yiyue's anxious waiting made her very impatient. Just when she was about to climb through the window and go in to find Mu Qing, Mu Qing came out.

"Cousin, come with me."

Feng Yiyue followed Mu Qing into the villa, and the two went directly to the second floor. Mu Qing opened the woman's room, which was locked. The woman was not awake yet, so she found something to tie her up. Feng Yiyue took a glass of water and poured it on her.

Woman's face.

The woman suddenly woke up under the cold stimulation.

The room was dark, and she couldn't tell who the person standing in front of her was, and she was filled with fear and hatred.

"Who are you and what are you going to do to me?!"

"I...I am not the owner of this home, I am just a servant hired by the owner to take care of the elderly!"

"Where is the owner of this family?" Mu Qing said in a deep voice.

"He went out for something, but his father is here, in the next room!" The woman was afraid of death and immediately sold the location where Tang Rong was.

Just as Feng Yiyue turned around to go find Tang Rong, the woman spoke again.

"That old man has Alzheimer's disease. It's useless for you to find him!"

Hearing what the woman said, Feng Yiyue was stunned and even took back the steps she took.

She thought of the last time she saw Tang Rong, although she was a little frustrated and depressed, but she would never forget those shrewd and cloudy eyes.

How could such a person become Alzheimer's in such a short period of time?

"You lied."

"I didn't! I really didn't lie. I was asked by the owner of this family to take care of his father. The old man was not as serious as he is now at first, but every time he was alone with his son for a while, he became even crazier. If

If you don’t hit him, he will keep howling!”

Mu Qing thought of the broken broom that the woman had taken out just now.

"Did you hit him with the broom to break it?"

The woman shrank her neck: "I can't help it. This is what the master ordered. Taking care of an elderly person with dementia is really tiring..."


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