Three days later, when Mu Yunhan was recruiting a shopkeeper for a new restaurant, Gou Sheng'er came in with a thick letter from outside.
There are only five words written on the cover: "Personally signed by Mu Yunhan", but there is no signature.
Mu Yunhan tore open the envelope and only read a few lines before his expression changed.
It records the missing persons cases recorded in the entire Gyeonggi region in the past three years.
There were more than twenty cases in total, among which the names of twelve people were marked in red with cinnabar.
The word "beautiful" was written in small regular script next to it.
Mu Yunhan felt a chill running down his spine.
If these missing people were averaged, they would not be very noticeable, but once they were gathered together, more than half of them were beautiful people, which would be scary if you think about it carefully.
This is just the Gyeonggi area. How many cases will there be in the entire Zhao Kingdom?
Mu Yunhan turned to the end and saw a drawing.
It says: "When your distinguished guest builds a road, it is best to build it in this shape."
There is a picture drawn on the drawing, a low mountain, a field, and a village.
A road comes out of Zhuangzi. It is straight at first. After approaching the low mountain, it suddenly makes a semicircle to the left, then goes around again and keeps going forward.
The person who wrote this letter is undoubtedly Song Yushi.
Mu Yunhan thought for a while and called Mu Li in: "Let me know from the side, what is Song Yushi doing now? Don't let anyone find you."
Mu Li came back soon: "I was recuperating at home. I heard that he begged the people from the Jingzhao Mansion and the patrol camp to find the whereabouts of his son. He was scolded and kicked out. He became angry and closed the door to thank the guests. No one could
not see."
Mu Yunhan cursed secretly.
This old fox was obviously taking the opportunity to find his son's whereabouts these days. He found acquaintances and checked all the missing persons files in the past few years.
Then knowing that he didn't have the ability to touch this, he quietly threw this hot potato to himself.
Regardless of whether he wants to care about it or not, it won't do him any harm, but it's just a worry for him.
And she really doesn't seem to care.
Because she promised Zhou Shou and Young Master Zhou that if there was a chance, she would find the whereabouts of Young Master Zhou.
She didn't have the ability to investigate, but she could leave it to Gu Fenglin and report the situation to the Zhou family.
With so many clues coming together, a line can always be drawn.
As for this painting, Mu Yunhan thought about it for a long time and decided to go there in person.
Sure enough, the Zhou family had built most of the road ahead, just enough for her car to drive in.
Mu Yunhan stood behind Zhuangzi and looked around. The fields were desolate and he couldn't see anything.
She slowly walked forward along the route painted by Song Yushi, until she reached the semicircle on the left side of the short mountain, where she stopped and looked around, trying to see any difference.
However, everything looked desolate. Just when I was disappointed, a bit of green suddenly came into my eyes.
Mu Yunhan walked forward slowly, bent down, and saw that it was a patch of wire grass.
It is already very cold this season, and the wire grass in other places has long since withered and turned yellow. Only this patch of wire grass is full of green.
Mu Yunhan's heart was beating wildly and she looked around as if nothing had happened. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she quickly pulled out the wire grass and told Xiaomi: "Take out your handkerchief."
Xiaomi didn't understand why, so she obediently took out the handkerchief.
Mu Yunhan immediately wrapped the wire straw tightly with a handkerchief.
Xiaomi's eyes lit up: "Have you discovered the rare medicinal materials, girl?"
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes. If she guessed correctly, there should be a hot spring below. (To be continued)