Suddenly, Lao Dao revealed a strange smile, like a normal person whose mouth had been abruptly ripped open into that of a clown.

"Brother Dao, what's wrong with you?!"

The ant was startled; even if it didn't understand anything, it could tell that Old Knife was acting strangely.

When I saw this scene, my heart skipped a beat.

After all, Lao Dao's expression was quite strange just now.

"Hehe, it's alright, don't worry, don't worry, he won't find it!"

Old Dao shook his head, his expression still strange.

I squinted my eyes slightly; that's the feeling.

"Haha, just kidding, Brother Chen. Don't worry, with me here, I'll definitely find it for you."

Old Dao's expression returned to normal after a moment, and then he gave a joking smile.

"Brother Dao, you scared me to death! I thought I was possessed by a ghost!"

The ant shuddered, almost bursting into tears and snot.

I checked carefully, and while this place is a bit strange, there's nothing sinister about it.

Perhaps Lao Dao was just joking; after all, anyone would go crazy staying in such a run-down place.

I was worried about Lao Dao, so I left my phone number with both Lao Dao and Ant, telling them to let me know if anything happened. They were naturally very grateful.

After doing all that, I left.

And then, in the evening, my phone rang.

I took out my phone and was a little surprised to see Ant's call.

Could something have happened?

"Brother Chen, Brother Dao called me just now, but he didn't say anything when I answered and then turned off his phone. I felt something was wrong, so I wanted to report this to you right away."

On the other end of the phone, Ant recounted the entire incident in detail, not missing a single detail.

I was also startled for a moment.

An unease settled over me.

We can't let this hard-won lead slip away again.

I think there must be some other details, but I just haven't thought of them yet.

This old guy can't afford to get into trouble.