Huo Zhi heard the voice and immediately bent over to bow, saying respectfully, "Uncle Qiang found the person who attacked cousin master last night, and the master has personally gone to check the situation."
Qin Ruan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed as she gazed out through the floor-to-ceiling windows along the corridor at the sunset, which was already half-swallowed by the horizon. Her voice softened considerably as she asked in a gentle tone, "Where is he?"
Huo Zhi: "Downstairs."
"Understood." Qin Ruan withdrew her gaze and walked toward the stairs.
Downstairs.
Huo Qiang pulled up all the surveillance footage from last night when Huo Yirong and Josh went out. He edited together every video where they came into contact with a stranger.
There were six computers laid out on the table in the hall, each screen displaying images of Huo Yirong and Josh.
