Chapter 557
Trump Card Warm Marriage
Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION
âWhatâs the use of saying sorry now? You still donât dare to pack your things and move to another place. Donât tell me you want to wait to be caught? â Ye Fengchi yelled at the phone and then slammed the phone down hard.
He was so angry.
He couldnât even control a woman. He really didnât know what was the use of raising these people.
After being angry, Ye Fengchi calmed down again and thought of countermeasures. Now that Mei Ruolan already knew his identity, he absolutely couldnât let her live anymore.
Originally, he had thought that Mei ruolan would at most live for a month, so he just had to wait. But now, things had changed. He couldnât even wait for a month.
But now, he had to know where Mei Ruolan was in advance.
Thinking of this, Ye Fengchi changed his cell phone and made a call. He instructed, âhelp me check where Mei Ruolan is now. â
The other party acknowledged. Ye Fengchi hung up the phone and then sat down. He lit a cigar and smoked while thinking about something.
On brother Wenâs side, after Ye Fengchi hung up the phone, he immediately called for everyone to move.
As Si Mufeng watched, his eyes flashed. He followed everyone and headed towards their new base.
After they moved, Mei Ruolan sat in Si Zhanbeiâs car and brought some policemen to this place. Unexpectedly, it was empty.
Looking at this empty house, Mei Ruolanâs expression turned ugly. She rushed to the house where she was tortured and saw the torture instruments inside. She then turned to Si Zhanbei and said, âItâs here. I was tortured here before. â
As she spoke, Mei Ruolan walked forward and picked up one of the torture instruments. She said, âthe injuries on my body were caused by this thing. â
Si Zhanbei glanced at the thing in Mei Ruolanâs hand and then started searching around to see if he could find any clues.
Si Zhanbei looked through the entire torture room and did not miss a single corner. Unfortunately, he did not find any clues.
Sheng Fenghua followed behind Si Zhanbei and also looked around, but she did not find anything. Just as she was about to leave, she stopped and looked down.
A small wooden bead was lying on the ground, emitting a faint light. If Sheng Fenghua had not stepped on it, she would not have noticed it.
Sheng Fenghua squatted down and picked up the small bead.
Si Zhanbei took a few steps and saw that Sheng Fenghua had stopped. He stopped and turned to look at her, asking, âwife, whatâs wrong? â
âI picked up a small bead. â Sheng Fenghua smiled and opened the bead in her hand for Si Zhanbei to see.
Seeing the bead, Si Zhanbeiâs expression changed. He took it from Sheng Fenghuaâs hand and said, âthis, this... â
âWhatâs wrong? â Sheng Fenghua was a little puzzled and looked at the excited Si Zhanbei. It was just a small bead, why was he so excited.
âThis is uncleâs thing. â Si Zhanbei said with a smile on his face. Mei Ruolan did not lie to him. Uncle was really alive and in B city.
Sheng Fenghua looked at the bead again and did not find anything special about it. She could not help but ask, âhow do you know? â
âOf course I know, because there are words on the bead. â Si Zhanbei laughed and then pulled Sheng Fenghuaâs hand out of the torture room.
He wanted to find a place to see what the words in the bead meant.
âThere are words, why didnât I see it? â Sheng Fenghua frowned. She had looked at the bead more than once, why didnât she see it?