Amber stuffed the money into his pocket, showing a grateful expression. "Uncle, thank you, you are so kind. Let me send these biscuits in for you."
"No, no one in our family eats cookies, you can take them back." The middle-aged man waved his hand and was about to close the door.
"Ah. Wait, uncle, can you please sign for me? We will record everyone who contributes to poor children." Amber happily took out a small book and pretended to put it in his pocket
After rummaging around for a long time, he patted his forehead in frustration. "I'm sorry, uncle, I forgot to bring my pen. Can you lend me a pen?"
She added sheepishly: "Also, I walked a long way holding these biscuits. Uncle, could you give me some water?"
The middle-aged man looked at Amber carefully, his expression a little subtle. Amber's heart was already in her throat at this moment, for fear that he would notice something was wrong.
After a while, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Okay, come in."
"Thank you." After Amber walked into the room, she turned around and pretended to close the door, but carefully left a crack.
The floor here is spotless, every piece of furniture has been wiped clean, and the decoration is gorgeous and extraordinary. Amber looked around carefully and couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, this place is like a palace."
"What did you say?" The middle-aged man found a pen from the living room and walked up to her.
"It's nothing." Amber forced herself to show an innocent and lovely smile, and said in a lively tone: "Uncle, I thank you for your generosity on behalf of the children in need."
"You're welcome."
Amber continued to look around the living room. She felt that although it looked luxurious and grand, it was like a quiet ice cave, lifeless.
The middle-aged man signed his name in the small book handed over by Amber, then turned and entered the kitchen. "Wait a moment, kid, I'll find you a cup first."
"Okay." Amber quietly took out her mobile phone and sent Liu Weike a text message with only the number "1" on it, indicating that everything was going well and she could take action. She immediately followed the kitchen and said happily next to the middle-aged man.
Say something to let him focus on himself for a while.
Liu Weike carefully opened the door and walked in quietly.
When the housekeeper who was staying in the kitchen was not paying attention, she walked through the living room and cautiously opened several doors on the first floor. However, every room on the first floor was quiet and cold, not even a single person could be seen.
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The largest bedroom on the first floor still displays Zou Shigang's family portrait, but the room is clean but deserted, as if no one has lived in it for a long time. Liu Weike also noticed that every place on the first floor seemed to be sprayed with a lot of perfume.
, the smell coming from the living room was particularly strong, and the overly rich perfume made her feel dizzy.
Liu Weike tiptoed out of the room, quickly climbed up the stairs, and rushed to the second floor of the villa.
When he arrived at the second floor, Liu Weike couldn't help but was stunned. The environment here was completely different from the environment on the first floor. The first floor was clean and bright, almost spotless. But the corridor on the second floor was dirty and covered with all kinds of paper.
Debris and dust were piled on the ground, and slippers were placed here and there, making it extremely chaotic.
Liu Weike took two more steps forward and gradually smelled a pungent smell, as if the garbage that had been accumulated for a long time had begun to rot and deteriorate. If the first floor had not been sprayed with so much perfume to cover it up, I am afraid that as soon as they entered the door
You can smell this strange smell.
She heard a very slight sound, as if a kitten was gently scratching the door. The sound was intermittent and soft, and if you didn't listen carefully, it would be difficult to detect. Liu Weike took two more steps in the direction of the sound.
, and then a dull "Woo" sound came from the ears.
She held her breath and stood in front of the room where the sound came from. She paused for a moment and listened to the sound inside with her ears raised.
"Okay, kid, you've got the money and the water. Shouldn't you go back early? Look, you still have so many cookies that haven't been sold. Go and do your task."
The housekeeper's voice rang from downstairs. Liu Weike nervously opened the door in front of him without any further hesitation.
Appearing in front of her were Fang Xiaojing and Zou Changming who were tied up. Zou Shigang, who had lost the ability to move, was sitting in a wheelchair, his head tilted to one side, his hands curled up in a strange arc. The mouths of the family of three were all blocked by towels.
It couldn't make a cry at all, and could only make a weak "woo-woo" sound.
The windows in the room were closed tightly and the curtains were tightly drawn, not even a trace of light came through.
The room has not been cleaned for a long time, and there is a layer of dust accumulated on the floor and table. The clothes worn by the three members of the Zou family are full of wrinkles, dirty, and exude a peculiar smell. It is not known how long they have not been washed.
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When Fang Xiaojing saw Liu Weike, she first showed a panicked expression. She moved a little in the direction of Zou Changming and used her body to block her already emaciated son.
She stared at Liu Weike with red eyes. After a while, she made a vague sound from her throat, as if she was shouting "help".
Liu Weike pulled the towel out of her mouth and asked, "What's going on? Who tied you up?"
Two lines of tears welled up in Fang Xiaojing's eyes, and she said in a hoarse voice: "It was the icv people who kidnapped us. They want to hold Shihua in the palm of their hands. They want to plunder all the wealth of the Zou family!"
At this time, Fang Xiaojing looked haggard and disheveled, but she still had the sense of grace and splendor from the past.
And Zou Shigang, who used to be an all-powerful man in the business world, was curled up in a wheelchair, his eyes were empty and his expression was dull. His face was covered with stains, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. He moved his hands with difficulty, and uttered "Woo-woo"
"the sound of.
"You are from the Security Bureau, right? Please save me, save my son, otherwise the ICV people will kill us sooner or later!" Fang Xiaojing begged in a hoarse voice.
Liu Weike didn't have time to ask in detail, so he quickly untied Fang Xiaojing and Zou Changming. Zou Changming tore off the towel stuffed in his mouth, looked at Liu Weike with tears in his eyes, and almost burst into tears. Liu Weike quickly covered his head.
His mouth said: "Shh, keep your voice down, otherwise we will be discovered by bad guys. Don't be afraid, I will rescue you."
"You can't save yourself now, who are you trying to save?" The middle-aged "butler" walked into the room. He took Amber's arm and roughly pulled her in.
