Chapter 446 (2/2)
”Miss two, my brother said the ticket has been reserved.”
Gu min looks up at ye Huanyan.
”Come on, check in.”
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In Siji mountain villa, Gu Ming is drinking tea on the sofa in the living room. Wen Yigang loses his temper. Now he goes to the shooting range to find someone to vent his anger. After all, it's about ye Huanyan and Ling Han.
”Dad, Yanyan already knows about Linghan's disappearance.”
”I can't hide it from her.”
Gu Ming sighed, ”that girl doesn't know what to do.”
”Gu min is following with her,” Gu Sinian said, sitting opposite Gu Ming and putting down her tea cup. ”She said that she was cutting in from the inside of Huanyu Group and was investigating two directors who didn't deal with Ling Han.”
”Happy director?” Gu Ming shook his head. ”They don't have such great skills. They can reach out to Los Angeles.”
Gu Sinian looked light. ”If she wants to check, let her check. Maybe it's not necessarily related to this. There's no news from Los Angeles. The people who secretly searched have turned the place under there upside down in the past two days, and they haven't found any clues.”
”Is it?” Gu Ming frowned.
”But don't worry. I think since the other party has spent so much effort to hide Ling Han, I'm afraid there are still plans behind him. He may not be in great danger now.”
Gu Sinian felt his chin thoughtfully. ”Tomorrow I'll go to Los Angeles to have a look. Maybe there will be clues on the other side of the dock.”
”Well.”
When he came out of Dongyuan, Gu Sinian was a little absent-minded. According to the manpower and material resources of Gu's family in Los Angeles, he checked for nearly a week, but there should be no trace.
If you can't find anything, there's only one possibility. Ling Han didn't disappear in Los Angeles.
Thinking of this, he suddenly got a wire in his head, took out his cell phone and dialed a call.
”Dana, half a month ago, you told me what happened to the abandoned fishing boat stranded on Ximen beach?”
“……”
The west gate of Siji mountain villa is a vast beach. It has been developed for a long time. It is muddy and not suitable for normal sightseeing. Therefore, there is no Wharf at the west gate. Only Dana, the gatekeeper of the west gate, is arranged to check the security of the beach regularly.
Just half a month ago, a fishing boat was stranded on Ximen beach. The night was dark and the wind was high. Gu Sinian turned on his flashlight and walked all the way to the west gate. Dana said the fishing boat suddenly disappeared a week ago. The day that he disappeared was the day that Linghan left Siji villa. Ximen is the most desolate place in Siji villa. Dana is an aborigine on the island. She is older than Gu Ming. She has silver hair and walks with a tremor. Gu liulai persuades her to move to the villa several times, but she doesn't want to. In Gu Liu's words, Dana is a strange old lady. After Gu Ming bought the four seasons villa, the people who used to live on the island worked in the four seasons villa and helped to look at the door. The days were the same as before. In front of Ximen's cabin, Gu Sinian planned to knock on the door. After hesitating for a while, he decided not to disturb the old man's rest and walked along the beach with a flashlight. Walking along the beach for a while, the flashlight showed a bush. Some people trampled on it. It was almost trampled out of a path. Gu Sixian frowned. Judging from the slope, Dana doesn't usually patrol here. What are the trample marks here? He climbed up the hillside and illuminated the light of the flashlight along the footprints. He vaguely saw an iron door leading to the underground hidden under a bush. Gu Sinian looked around and made sure there was no one on the beach. Then he raised his hand and pushed the door‘ Creak'a, rust spots fall, a door half opened, showing a ray of light. He frowned, touched his waist and found the pistol he was carrying. Four seasons villa is the place where he grew up. He has never heard of such a place. There's someone in here? The faint light came out from the depth of the passage, and a long corridor seemed to have no end. The sound of water drops ”ticking” fell from my ear, as if it were just behind the wall. This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.