The guard wanted to protest, but he couldn't find a way to do so. Meanwhile, the two people who had gone to look for the man had already come out. Their expressions were grim. Upon seeing the police, they pointed at Wei Fu and the others and said, "Comrade police, I suspect they're planning to murder the head of the household."

When they entered the room of the so-called young master, they saw that their young master and the head of the family were all unconscious.

The police immediately followed in and saw five or six people unconscious in the room.

This situation has become very complicated. The people who can take charge are all unconscious.

The police asked, "Where is Mr. Feng?"

They knew who lived here. Mr. Feng was the eldest son of the head of the family and was half the helmsman of the Feng family.

The bodyguard reacted belatedly and immediately called Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng was originally in a meeting, but he rushed back as soon as he received the call. When he hurried back, he saw Wei Fu, Long Yin and Ying Jiu eating snacks.

There’s nothing we can do, they’re hungry!

Especially Wei Fu, she can eat a whole table of food by herself, and snacks will not make her feel full, so she needs to eat more.

On his way back, Mr. Feng had already learned the cause of the incident. At this time, he had no time to bother Wei Fu and the others. He was more worried about his father and son.

He entered the room and heard the family doctor say that Mr. Feng and the others were all fine, but their expressions had eased a little since they had been unconscious.

The police officer said, "Mr. Feng, we want to check the surveillance footage."

"There are so many differences between what the two sides say."

Mr. Feng is a little bald, and it's not just different. What the people here said is simply a fantasy. If it weren't for their identities, the police would probably treat the people here as mentally ill.

He knew that after his son contracted a strange disease, his father gradually changed from seeking medical treatment and medicine to believing in feudal superstitions. Although he didn't believe it, what if?

So when his father said yesterday that he wanted to invite a Taoist priest who was said to be very powerful to come to the house, he didn't say anything.

But no matter how powerful a Taoist priest is, can he turn a person into a wooden stake?

"Let's check it out!" He also wanted to know what happened.

He didn't believe what his own people said.