"Who is that child? The one who followed Wen Ning in and yelled at Zhiyin? What kind of kidnapping?"

Old lady Xie was downstairs, muttering dissatisfied.

Xie Jin walked downstairs, frowned and said to Xie Yun, "Ayun, take your mother to the guest room to rest first.

I have some housework to take care of."

At first, Xie Jin was not sure whether what Wen Ning said was true.

Secondly, Mrs. Xie must not be allowed to know about or get involved in this matter.

He took a few male servants and walked straight to the backyard of Xie's house.

"Father! You can't just open my utility room just because my sister wants to see it. The Xie family also has Xie family rules. When my sister comes, she aggressively searches the Xie family. What's the reason and what do you think?"

Wenying also obstructed, "That's right, hubby! This house is in perfect order, why should Wen Ning search everything he wants?"

"Why do you really not know? You are suspected of kidnapping my son, and the evidence points to you!" Wen Ning looked coldly at Xie Zhiyin who was chasing after him.

She and Wenying tried their best to stop it, and the confused look in their eyes showed that they were very guilty.

Xie Zhiyin probably didn't expect it: she had the evidence.

After all, she and Jiujiu had never leaked anything before, and it was only by chance that they discovered that Xie Zhiyin was related to Mo Bao's disappearance.

It was even more impossible for Xie Zhiyin to know about their conversation with Huo Ling in the hospital yesterday.

The more she stops him, the more likely it is that Mo Bao is locked up in that villa.

"Grandpa! Mo Bao is right there. It's better to kill him by mistake than to miss it. You have someone break open the door!" Jiujiu clutched Xie Jin's hand in a panic.

Xie Jin relented.

Mo Bao is a little life, a grandson he has not met yet.

Open the villa that has been dusty for many years and take a look. Nothing has been lost!

"Pry open the door and open all the windows." - Xie Jin.

Xie Zhiyin and Wenying's faces turned pale.

Wen Ning saw it in his eyes.

She contacted Huo Ling.

Huo Ling came here with a few elite men. They will spare no effort to search every corner where people can hide.

If Mo Bao is locked up inside, he will definitely be found!

Wen Ning and Jiujiu broke in and first rushed into the basement where Jiujiu observed!

This villa looks small from the outside, but is surprisingly big inside.

The basement was dug very deep, and the dust and musty smell almost suffocated Wen Ning. She covered Jiujiu's mouth and nose with a wet rag, turned on the flashlight, and told Huo Ling's men, "Collect fingerprints while searching."

"Yes, Miss Wen!"

Two hours later——

Huo Ling received a call from Li Beichen.

He returned to the imperial capital and was on his way to Xie's house.

Huo Ling handed over his men and walked out of Xie's house, waiting for his third brother on the curve.

Li Beichen's Bentley drove up, and he was sitting in the back seat, looking pale. His handsome appearance had not been seen for two days, and his appearance had been greatly reduced.

It was a bit difficult for him to get up.

Huo Ling glanced at his chest and immediately stopped him. He got in the car, "Wen Ning and I have made a major discovery. I'll tell you everything."

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In Xie's courtyard.

After nearly three hours of searching, Wen Ning couldn't find the calligraphy treasure!

Huo Ling's men searched every inch. They are proficient in reconnaissance and collection techniques.

But they told Wen Ning, "No fingerprints of the child were found."

Wen Ning was filled with sadness, his heart tightened, and he came out of the villa in disgrace.

At this moment, Xie Zhiyin had changed her expression. She was relaxed, with tears of grievance on her pale face, but a hint of success dotted the corners of her eyes.


Chapter completed!