Chapter 551

There are several bottles of red wine randomly placed in the messy study. Ouyang Ye stares at the computer in front of him in a daze. After a long time, he comes back to himself. "Do you mean you can't get in touch with Jia?"

"Yes," the man bowed his head respectfully, looking embarrassed. "We've sent a lot of people to report to Miss Liang Jia secretly, but it's useless. We can't escape the obstruction of the foreigner with blue eyes."

With his fingers tapping on the table, Ouyang Ye's face is covered with sadness.

If he wants to convey the news to Liang Jia, there is no way at all. Liang Jia doesn't use SMS and email. He doesn't know how to contact Liang Jia.

The dark pupils of his eyes become deep. After thinking for a while, Ouyang Ye's eyes gradually move to the screen.

The blue screen glowed and gathered his eyes for a long time. Ouyang Ye frowned and typed on the computer. Although he could not contact Liang Jia, he still knew Zhou Xingchen's number and personal email.

Even if it was to avoid him, the people in his circle were also dug out for him. If he was not worried about Liang Jia's safety and that Yu Huaqing would really do harm to her, he really hated giving the credit to Zhou Xingchen in vain.

But now, with so many methods, there was no way to let Liang Jia know, so he had to... Tell Zhou Xingchen about it.

With his fingers tapping on the keyboard, Ouyang Ye narrowed his eyes. After typing the line, he hit the send button.

Although Zhou Xingchen snatched the credit this time, he still hoped Liang Jia would be OK.

In another brightly lit room, the door was closed. Zhou Xingchen frowned and was concentrating on opening the folder in his hand.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing.

He is seriously pondering the place where Liang Ruian may be imprisoned, but he is suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

Frowning, Zhou Xingchen was displeased, but he said, "come in."

A man rushed to Zhou Xingchen's desk, panting and waiting. It seemed that he had something of vital importance to report to Zhou Xingchen.

At the same time, "Ding Dong" a, the computer issued a clear sound, but quickly to the man's voice to live.

"Zhou Shao... Zhou Shao... News from London!"

News?

Suddenly, standing up from the sofa, Zhou Xingchen didn't seem to hear the news from the computer at all. He quickly walked around the desk and came to the man.

Looking down at the man in front of him, Zhou Xingchen narrowed his eyes, a pair of black eyes were bright and bright, "how, what clues have you found?"

Completely unaware that Ouyang Ye has sent him crucial news, Zhou Xingchen's whole mind is put in the mouth of several kneeling men in front of him.

With a wink, Zhou Xingchen had the door shut.

"Young master, we found the villa Yu Huaqing bought in a remote place outside London, and Yu Huaqing has lived there these days. Young master, we suspect that Mrs. Zhou is hiding in that manor. "

Sitting on the black sofa, Zhou Xingchen's fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa, a pair of heroic sword eyebrows tightly frowned, "have you all searched? Is this news really certain? "

"No," the man looked down at Zhou Xingchen with some fear. "But young master... We've been looking for so long, and we haven't found any clues. The most likely place is Yu's home in London. It can't be anywhere else..."

"And the Yu family's address in London is unusually hidden, It's the best way to hide Mrs. Zhou there. "

A face is completely indifferent, Zhou Xingchen silence for a long time, just raised his eyes to see the man who spoke, "go to check! Check it for me at once

"See if Mrs. Dazhou is there!"

There are still a few days before the wedding, which is the key time, so he must find out the people before the wedding, otherwise

He was warned by the last incident, so he can't waste any more time.

The man on the ground shivered and tried to explain, "young master, before you ordered us, we had already sent someone into Yu's house. Now we are searching. Maybe we have found it now..."

The atmosphere suddenly condenses, Zhou Xingchen's eyebrows slightly frown, "what do you say, you did not tell me, have already gone in to look for?"

Recently, the weather has become a bit wet, everywhere is wet, the man crept over the railings, into the quiet corridor.The manor is quiet. Yu Huaqing seems to be absent. Everything is strange.

Creeping into the dark tunnel, several men began to investigate carefully. Along the road, the man walked quietly towards the door of the basement.

Before the third floor and the second floor have been carefully searched, if not the basement, it may really not be in Yu's home.

It's getting darker and wetter along the steps.

When the flashlight was turned on, several men gathered together and carefully stuck to the door to listen to the sound inside. When they heard the sound coming from inside, they were very happy and immediately took out the silver needle to pry open the old lock.

Bit by bit with the lock, several people hold their breath, suddenly opened the cold wet door.

The telephone rang suddenly, and the man kneeling in front of Zhou Xingchen was stiff and a little at a loss. He really didn't know that after he said this, the man at the other end called.

"Zhou Shao... Should have called from there." With his head down, the man was afraid of Zhou Xingchen“ They should have news. "

Black eyes become a bit deep, Zhou Xingchen's fingers are still not slow to tap the armrest of the sofa, but the whole body I do not know when full of the gas of killing, up and down to examine the man for a while, he said, "then."

Trembling, he reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone to answer the phone. The man's face became flustered and swallowed his saliva. He bit his lower lip. "What's the matter... Over there, is there any news?"

There are several bare walls in the cold and humid basement. Except for some mice and cockroaches, there is no sign of people, let alone Liang Ruian.

The hand holding the flashlight trembled slightly, and the hearts of several men suddenly lost to the top, "no... not at all. This is an empty basement, and no one can be found."

"I think Yu Huaqing probably didn't hide Mrs. Zhou in Yu's house."

The man's voice is very clear in the quiet basement. He is holding a mobile phone and has been filled with a sense of loss for a long time without noticing the approaching footsteps.

"Bata, Bata."

It's bloodthirsty.