Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend Chapter 1188 1188: Found Him

"I, I don't know who he is, but he was there to protect Mr. Consul. Maybe... he's soone from Yanhuang Soul, or perhaps a bodyguard from South Sea."

"I'll check it out. I locked Shen Zuimo up just for your good, to give us ti to prepare."

"Got it, Dad, I was wrong earlier."

"Mhm, you should prepare too. The 70th-anniversary celebration is in a couple of days, and there's a competition. I've only reserved one spot for you."

"One spot? Dad, isn't this supposed to be all handled by Yanhuang Soul?"

"How would I know? The notice ca from above, and Fan Lingtian's managing the list. It seems he's still valued by the people up top."

"That old thing." Liu Minggong cursed along.

"Go, go, go, get to training and aim to achieve a good result in the competition. It'll bring honor to your father. You understand, right?"

"Yes, Dad."

The father and son duo matched each other's tone effortlessly.

anwhile, Shen Zuimo quietly accepted his punishnt.

"Zuimo, you just got off the plane. Take a good rest."

"Mhm."

"Alright, we're heading off then."

"Hey, brother..."

"Ah?"

"Let know as soon as there's news about Xiaofan."

"Okay. Soon."

With the 70th-anniversary competition just around the corner, what on earth is that kid up to?

The night passed, yet there was no sign of Xiaofan. This has everyone even more worried.

How could such a lively person, clearly in the Capital City, just disappear like that?

No one could sleep peacefully throughout the night.

The only conclusion is that Xiaofan must have encountered sothing.

"What's up with all of you? You look so dull eating breakfast," Ye Weiwei comnted early in the morning as she helped prepare breakfast, thinking to herself she's preparing to be a wife soon.

Han Shengjun had said before that they'd get married as soon as Xiaofan returned, and now, it seems very close.

In preparing to be his wife, of course, she wanted to cook and do laundry for him.

"Strangely, everyone thinks carefully. I called Liu Siyan last night to probe, and they have no idea Xiaofan returned. So, Xiaofan didn't go to them, and with Shen Zuimo back at Yanhuang Soul, we're all here, and Xiaofan's parents are in another province. Where else could he go?" Li Kuo thought deeply.

"Li Sisi? Feng Feifei?" Li San interjected.

"Impossible, I haven't even seen them. How could he have gone to other won?" Ren Ling blinked, speaking.

"He must've run into sothing. But what could stop him from even calling?" Xiaolei muttered.

"Why not check then?" Ye Weiwei interjected.

"Check? How?" Han Shengjun asked curiously.

"Hey, I said you're silly, and you really are. Don't you know where he was last seen? Start checking from there," Ye Weiwei continued.

"I still don't get it..." Han Shengjun was still unclear.

"Oh, now I see," Li Kuo suddenly understood, imdiately taking out his laptop.

Li San and others quickly gathered behind Li Kuo.

"Hey, what are you all talking about?" Han Shengjun still looked confused.

"Ask your wife, I don't have ti to explain."

"Huh? Wife..."

"Yeah?"

"No, I an, Weiwei, what's going on? How do we check?"

"I'm so done with you. Look, if Xiaofan wasn't intentionally hiding from us, then he ran into sothing. What in a place like the Capital City could make such a capable person vanish without a trace? If sothing did, it must be a big deal, probably all over the news or the headlines," Ye Weiwei explained softly.

"Ah, that's how it is." Han Shengjun suddenly realized.

Starting from the Yanhuang Soul base and marking the routes, Li Kuo noted all routes leading to the Ren family. Then he checked online for incidents along these routes from yesterday afternoon to evening.

"Hey, there's one here. A Honda hit a bus. Could Xiaofan have been in an accident and ended up in the hospital?" Ye Weiwei also took out her phone to help search.

"No, apart from the Honda driver who was seriously injured, the bus passengers were either unhard or lightly injured," Li Kuo explained slowly.

"Wow, you found out so quickly."

"Of course, I'm a professional."

The sound of rapid typing filled everyone's ears as they all forgot about breakfast, each pulling out their phones to search.

"Why aren't you all eating breakfast? You're all on computers and phones?" At this point, Old Mrs. Ren arrived at the table and sat down.

"Good morning, Grandma."

"Good morning, Grandma."

Everyone greeted her with heads down, appearing sowhat impolite, but seeing their serious expressions, Old Mrs. Ren just shook her head, taking out a remote to turn on the TV.

"Young people these days, on phones during als, at bedti, and even while walking. I don't get it. What's so interesting about phones? When we were young, we didn't even have TVs to watch."

After a few nagging words, Old Mrs. Ren sat quietly, eating breakfast and watching the news.

"Breaking news: There was a reported violent assault incident at a small restaurant on Evergreen Road yesterday at 6:45 PM, with intense gunfire inside. At 8 AM today, the police departnt released a statent linking last night's actions to the many missing persons in recent tis. At the ti, a deputy commissioner-level female officer offered herself in exchange for hostages because the criminals were strapped with bombs. There were a dozen diners inside the restaurant, and without this female officer's bravery, the outco would have been disastrous. Additionally, a foreign man at the scene was coerced into driving. The criminals are currently missing without a trace. Photos of the female officer and the foreign man have been released. If you see them, please call the 110 ergency number imdiately."

"This female officer seems familiar, like a friend of yours," Old Mrs. Ren said while watching the news.

No one responded, focusing instead on their phones.

"Hey, this foreigner looks familiar too. Ren Ling, didn't you make a mask for Xiaofan last ti that looked like this?"

"Hmm?"

With Old Mrs. Ren's remarks, everyone at the dining table imdiately looked up, turning their attention to the TV.