Late at night, in urban area.

The lights in the Qin family's villa were still bright, with the big lights upstairs and downstairs on, as if they were sleeping all the time.

In the living room, there were several men in black suits standing.

These men all lowered their heads, looking ashamed, and did not dare to look at the man on the sofa.

The man sitting on the sofa had a tired look on his brows, his charming red eyes were slightly closed, and he held his forehead with his slender fingers, gently rubbing his head without saying a word.

His voluptuous and outstanding face no longer had the brilliance of the past, and looked particularly cold, and the curve of the corners of his thin red lips gave rise to a kind of indifferent sadness for no reason.

"Any news?"

Su Mo, who was next to Qin Yichen, didn't look good at all. Facing these men, he spoke coldly.

The few men with their heads lowered looked even more ashamed on their faces. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Trash!" Su Mo's handsome face was cold, evil spirits burst out in his eyes, and he cursed angrily.

"I haven't had any clues for so many days, so what use are you!!"

Su Mo clenched his hands tightly and spoke coldly.

Several people were so scolded by him that they could not even lift their heads and did not dare to answer.

Su Mo turned his head and looked at Qin Yichen, who was still silent on the sofa. He was worried about his young master, making him even more angry.

"Go and look for it again, dig three feet into the ground, turn over inch by inch, and still find it!"

This sentence is as cold as the solid ice on the glacier and snowfield, and every word is harsh and heavy.

The people below were covered in cold sweat.

"Go away yet!" Seeing Qin Yichen's expression on the sofa also turned ugly, Su Mo cursed again.

The men hurried out and continued to give orders, searching for the needle in the haystack, searching over and over again.

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After the men retreated, silence finally returned to the huge living room.

At this time, the fifth sister-in-law came out of the kitchen, brought a cup of tea, and gently placed it on the table next to Qin Yichen. She glanced at Qin Yichen's face, and stepped back with her eyes filled with pity.

"Master, let's have a cup of tea, you look very bad!" Su Mo lowered his voice and said slowly.

It has been more than a week since Miss Han was taken away by Dongchuan Yu and then disappeared at the dance. The young master has not had a good meal or a good sleep.

After losing the news about Miss Han, this situation became even worse.

It had only been a few days, but the president was already so haggard.

Su Mo didn't understand why a good person suddenly disappeared.

There is no news at all, it seems to have evaporated out of thin air.

I sent people out to search every day, but found nothing in various places.

In fact, Su Mo had a guess in his mind, just a vague guess.

That means Miss Han has encountered something unexpected and is no longer alive.

Otherwise, there would be no trace of a living person until now.

But Su Mo didn't dare to say anything about this guess, nor did he dare to think too much about it.

I'm afraid that once it comes out, it will really become the same.

"No more drinking!" Qin Yichen waved his hand, raised his head, and opened his narrow eyes. There was deep fatigue in his eyes.

In addition to worry, there was also an emotion in his eyes that was incomprehensible.

He had listened to everything his subordinates had just said, but he still couldn't find it, and still had no news...

In the past few days, he had not heard a good word.

He clenched his hands slightly, and felt a slight pain in his heart, which was unbearable.
Chapter completed!