Missing?
Zhou Mu frowned.
A few words subconsciously appeared in his mind.
An underwater tomb!
However, Wu Xie's heart was burning with anxiety, so he couldn't explain. He only comforted him and told him not to be anxious.
"Let's go back and take a look first."
"Find out what happened."
Wu Xie nodded.
Pan Zi was a cautious and reliable person. He would never speak nonsense on such matters.
Something must have happened to Third Uncle.
For a moment, they were not in the mood to stroll around. The two of them quickly went down the mountain and drove all the way to the city.
When they reached the place.
Zhou Mu looked up.
Only then did he realize that it was not his usual residence, but Mountain Wu Residence.
The two of them hurriedly entered.
She saw Pan Zi squatting at the door smoking.
The ground was littered with cigarette butts.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His expression was dejected, revealing a deep sense of fatigue and powerlessness.
He looked like he had not slept for at least a day or two.
"Little Third Master."
"Priest Zhou."
Seeing the two of them come in, Pan Zi quickly put out the cigarette butt in his hand.
"What's going on, Pan Zi? What's wrong with Third Uncle?”
Wu Xie went up and asked anxiously.
"I can't explain it clearly in one or two sentences. Let's enter the house first. Be careful that the walls have ears.”
Pan Zi shook his head.
He had followed Wu Sansheng for many years.
He knew how deep the waters in this industry were.
Although Third Master Wu looked impressive on the surface, there were many eyes eyeing him covetously behind his back.
After all…
He was in charge of almost the entire business of Hang City's inverted fighting shop.
The profits alone were enough to make people go crazy.
"Alright."
Wu Xie still wanted to say something.
However, Zhou Mu patted him on the shoulder, indicating for him to enter first.
Seeing this.
Wu Xie could only suppress his thoughts.
After entering the door.
After listening to Pan Zi's explanation, he finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that when he returned to Hangzhou from Xishan in the middle of the night, after his third uncle sent him to the hospital, he left alone and only called a few waiters to take care of him at the hospital.
In the past few days.
Pan Zi's injuries were almost healed.
He was a person who couldn't lie down.
However, without Third Master's order, the few waiters did not dare to let him leave the hospital.
Pan Zi had no choice but to call Third Master, but there was no response.
He immediately sensed that something might have happened.
He quickly called home.
However, a few of the waiters said that Third Master had left a few days ago, leaving only one sentence, saying that he was going out.
As for what he was going to do.
He did not leave a single word behind.
Hearing this situation.
Pan Zi couldn't sit still anymore. He hurried back to Mount Wu Residence. His subordinates asked around, but no one knew where Third Master was.
Helplessly.
Pan Zi could only ask someone to look for Wu Sansheng's ticket purchase records.
He finally found a clue.
"Xisha?"
Wu Xie frowned.
It was unbelievable.
This place was extremely unfamiliar to him. He had never heard his third uncle mention it before.
Why did he have to go to such a godforsaken place?
"It wasn't until midnight last night that I received a mysterious call. It was said that Third Master was on a boat that went out to sea and encountered a storm. Now, I can't contact him at all.”
Pan Zi lowered his head.
His face was filled with frustration.
He always felt that it was his fault.
If she hadn't been injured and hospitalized, she would definitely have followed Third Master and things wouldn't have come to this.
"Pan Zi, don't think too much."
"Third Uncle is blessed by the heavens. He will definitely be fine.”
Wu Xie couldn't help but take the initiative to comfort Pan Zi when he saw him blaming himself.
"But…"
Pan Zi raised his head.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But in the end, he swallowed it back.
Little Third Master was too young. He did not know how complicated this was.
What if someone deliberately lured Third Master away?
Was this a murder from the beginning?
Also, he had specifically asked someone to investigate the mysterious phone call, but he could not find the source.
Who was it?
Could it be that someone had set up a trap to lure them away?
At that time, no one would be in charge of Hangzhou.
The masterminds behind the scenes would drop the guillotine?
He hadn't slept the whole night, and his mind was in a mess.
If it was in the past, he would have gone to Xisha without caring about anything else.
"Third Uncle didn't send a message from the beginning?”
"No, I haven't."
Facing Wu Xie's question.
Pan Zi shook his head.
These few days, he had someone call him 24/7.
But…it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and there was no movement.
Third Master was like a drop of rain falling into a river.
He disappeared without a trace.
"Have you ever thought that Mr. Wu has never done anything without a drop of water? How could he make such a mistake?”
As the atmosphere sank into despair, a deathly silence appeared.
Zhou Mu, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.
"Priest Zhou, what do you mean?"
This sentence was like a clap of thunder, waking the two of them up from their panic.
Not only Wu Xie.
Pan Zi also raised his head abruptly.
How could he not know that the more panicked he was, the more chaotic he became. Once he panicked, it was easy for him to walk into a dead end.
But the situation is urgent and cannot be controlled by others.
It was not something he could control.
"Go find the summons. Mr. Wu might have left some clues.”
Zhou Mu's voice wasn't loud.
Wu Xie and Pan Zi looked at each other in shock.
"I'll go to the study."
"I'll go to the bedroom."
Without any hesitation.
The two of them left quickly.
Zhou Mu stood up and stood on the balcony, calmly waiting for the results.
About half an hour later.
Wu Xie left and returned.
He was holding something in his hand.
"Found it?"
Zhou Mu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Wu Xie must have seen the photo, for he had an indescribable look on his face.
He was shocked and puzzled.
It was even more unbelievable.
Pan Zi was also alarmed and rushed over from the bedroom.
The three of them gathered around the table and looked down.
It was a scan of a group photo. Judging from the style of the photo, it should have been taken a few years ago.
Ten people stood in two rows.
Behind him was an endless sea and boats.
However, they turned a blind eye to all of this. They only stared at a figure in the back row.
That area had been specially circled with a pen.
It was even more eye-catching.
The person inside…looked exactly like Zhang Qi Ling!
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