The other party fell silent. Even from such a distance, I could feel the low airflow.

Snap!

The next second, the big iron gate was opened, but no dog ran out.

Wen Xiru walked in as if she were at home, and called out to the two idiots, "Come in quickly, what are you standing there for!"

Chen Quan and Chu Yanran hurriedly followed her pace. The three of them arrived at the villa, and Song Shilin was already waiting for them inside with a sullen face.

"Song...Brother Song!"

Looking at Song Shilin's haggard and gloomy face, Chen Quan and Chu Yanran shuddered and almost didn't want to step forward.

Is it too late to regret leaving now?

Wen Xi completely ignored Song Shilin's low pressure, sat on the sofa opposite Song Shilin, and said to Uncle Zhou next to him, "Hello, I'd like a cup of tea, thank you."

Uncle Zhou's expression was a little stiff, and he glanced at Song Shilin.

Song Shilin seemed to have not taken good care of himself for a few days. There was still a trace of beard on his thin face, and his cold eyes were dark. He leaned against the sofa, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Uncle Zhou, go pour tea!"

"Okay, Master!"

Uncle Zhou then accepted the order and poured Wen Xi a cup of steaming hot tea.

Song Shilin crossed his legs and asked coldly, "Miss Wen, what did you mean by that? Song Shiming just missed school and went out for a few days. How can you say he was saved?"

Wen Xi took a sip of tea, the corners of his lips curled up, "Mr. Song is really stubborn. Song Shiming has been missing for three days, and you are still deliberately hiding it. Is it interesting?"

Song Shilin's pupils shrank, and he stared at her with a stern gaze. He asked word by word, "How do you know that Song Shiming is missing and not out? Are you in contact with him?"

"He connected with me live yesterday!"

Wen Xi dropped a thunderbolt.

Song Shilin suddenly stood up and asked anxiously, "His phone has been completely unreachable these past few days, and he actually connected with you live? What did he tell you? Where is he? Is he safe now?"

"Oh? Mr. Song admitted that he's missing?"

Song Shilin pulled his stiff face and said in a deep voice, "Wen Xi, I don't have time to argue with you here right now. You just need to answer my questions."

Wen Xi put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at the door and said, "The guests will be arriving soon. I might as well wait until everyone is here and then we can talk together."

Song Shilin frowned and opened his mouth to say something when the doorbell rang and everyone looked towards the door.

Uncle Zhou went forward to ask some questions, then opened the door. A man and a woman who looked exhausted walked in from outside.

The man has a slender figure and a sunny smile on his handsome face. The woman has a charming figure, an expressionless face, and a cold and aloof temperament.

"Hello, Mr. Song. I'm Chen Zhao from the Special Management Bureau. This is our deputy captain, Yao Qianqian. Our captain is away on a mission recently, so we're handling your brother's paranormal situation. Don't worry, our deputy captain, Yao, is equally capable and will definitely find your brother."

Chen Zhao smiled and walked forward to show Song Shilin his ID.

Song Shilin's face showed a hint of urgency. He shook hands with Chen Zhao and asked him, "When can we start?"

Before Chen Zhao could answer, a cry of surprise came from the side, "Brother Song, what does this mean? Is Brother Ming really missing? Could he have been kidnapped? Why didn't you call the police?"

They glanced at Chen Quan and the others. Yao Qianqian crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and said in a haughty manner, "When the Special Management Bureau is doing business, the outsiders should be cleared out first. Doesn't Mr. Song understand this principle?"

Chu Yanran's expression was complicated. She tugged at the corner of Chen Quan's clothes and said, "Stupid, can't you hear? This is from the Special Management Bureau, which is the abbreviation of the country's Special Situation Management Bureau. It specializes in dealing with supernatural events. Even if Brother Ming was kidnapped, he was kidnapped by ghosts."

Ghost? So scary! Chen Quan's face turned pale.

Chen Zhao smiled and said, "You know quite a lot, little girl. Yes, we do deal with supernatural events. This matter is very serious and has nothing to do with you. You'd better not get involved. Go home."

Although Chen Quan was afraid, he clenched his fists and said, "No, Brother Ming is our good friend and brother. We can't just let him disappear like this. We have to do our part. If there's anything you need our help with, just let us know."

Yao Qianqian sneered, "Contribute? You idiots will only hinder us. You'd better go home and feed your mother."

Seeing their angry eyes, Chen Zhao smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't mind me. Our deputy captain has always spoken like this... bluntly. You'll get used to it. She doesn't mean any harm. She's doing this for your own good. As for the ghosts, you'll only get hurt if you go. Just be obedient."

Chu Yanran snorted softly, "Although you are from the Special Management Bureau, we have Sister Wen. She can exorcise ghosts, tell fortunes, and draw talismans. She's very powerful."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Xi, who was calmly drinking tea. Song Shilin frowned and asked, "Wen Xi, can you really exorcise ghosts?"

Wen Xi stood up, met their inquiring gazes, and said lazily, "Nonsense, if you can't exorcise ghosts, who do you think saved Wang Qinghe's life in the first place?"

Song Shilin fell silent. He had indeed heard about Wang Qinghe's affairs from Song Shiming, but he always maintained a skeptical attitude!

"Wen Xi?"

Chen Zhao and Yao Qianqian exchanged a glance and couldn't help but ask, "Your name is Wen Xi? This name sounds familiar. I think I've heard it from our Captain Ling before."

"Ling Feng? I've met him once."

Chen Zhao exhaled and said with a smile, "You and our captain really know each other. If that's the case, you must have some skills, otherwise, our captain wouldn't mention your name so often."

A gleam flashed across Yao Qianqian's eyes as she said coldly, "So what if you have some skills? You're still just a little girl with hair barely grown. Take your friends back and have some meat floss porridge. We have business to get down to business."

Wen Xi stared at her with her beautiful eyes and retorted, "Hey, did you just come out of the garbage dump? Your mouth still tastes bad. Why don't you go brush your teeth first?"

Yao Qianqian's eyes were blazing with fire, her face grew colder, and bursts of cold air began to emanate from her body. A layer of frost could be seen to have formed on the nearby floor with the naked eye.

"Huh, is the air conditioner on? Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Chen Quan exhaled a breath of white air and hugged his arms, shivering from the cold.

Wen Xi remained unmoved. He glanced at Bingshuang and said calmly, "Oh? So that's all you can do?"

Chen Zhao frowned and said, "Deputy Captain Yao, there are ordinary people here."

Yao Qianqian then snorted coldly, raised her hand, and the cold air around her disappeared instantly.

She turned to Song Shilin and said, "Mr. Song, let's not waste time here. Get them out of here. We need to go find your brother as soon as possible."

Song Shilin glanced at Wen Xi and said, "Wen Xi said that she had a live broadcast with Xiao Ming yesterday."

"What?"

Yao Qianqian raised an eyebrow and commanded, "Did he connect with you live? What did he say? You must tell us everything!"