The living room of the Nan family's old house was completely silent.

All the masters of the Nan family, including An Shiquan and An Mujia who came to attend the banquet, sat on the sofa with serious expressions, while a trembling maid knelt on the floor.

"Smack—"

Nan Yizhong slammed his hand on the coffee table in front of him angrily and shouted, "Tell me, did you hide Little Koi? How could Little Koi, who is that big, just disappear!"

Birthdays are supposed to be a joyous occasion, but now, because of his birthday, his beloved great-grandson is missing, which makes Nan Yizhong feel extremely guilty.

Seeing this, the maid trembled even more violently. Her lips quivered as she cried out.

“I didn’t. I didn’t hide the young master. When the banquet started, the young mistress came to me and asked me to keep an eye on the young master. Of course, I readily agreed. But later, someone told me that the young mistress was looking for me, so I went out. I even locked the door when I went out. After I went out, I didn’t find the young mistress, so I went back. But when I got back, I found that the door had been opened and the young master was gone.”

After the maid finished speaking, Song Yuli frowned slightly: "I didn't send anyone to look for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the living room fell silent, with only the maid's low sobs breaking the silence.

After a long pause, Qi Peihua spoke with a serious expression: "Are you sure you locked the door when you left?"

The maid nodded: "I'm absolutely sure."

Upon hearing this, Qi Peihua continued, "Then do you know who called you?"

The maid shook her head: "That person didn't appear in front of me, but judging from the voice, it was a man."

The members of the Nan family exchanged glances, and then Nan Yizhong said, "He Chun, go and call all the male servants in the house."

He Chun nodded, and within five minutes, all the male servants of the Nan family's old house had gathered in the living room.

Nan Yizhong stared at them sharply: "Young Master is missing, and you are all suspects. So, each of you say a sentence so that Xiaomin can identify him personally."

The number of male servants at the Nan family's old mansion was neither too many nor too few. Including the driver and security guards, there were about twenty people in total, so identifying them one by one would take a lot of time.

Then, half an hour later, after all the male servants had been identified, the maid named Xiaomin was somewhat desperate.

"None of them are!"

Nan Yizhong's face instantly darkened. He was about to say something when Nangong Yu, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Aunt Chun, how many servants are there in the house?"

He Chun was taken aback, then immediately said, "There are a total of fifty-four servants in the house, 29 female servants and 25 male servants."

Nangong Yu's voice was indifferent: "Then check how many people are here."

He Chun nodded and immediately began counting the number of people. Finally, her face turned very ugly: "Reporting to the Third Young Master, there are 24 people here in total."

"Oh."

Nangong Yu sneered: "Who's missing?"

He Chun couldn't remember for a moment. Just then, a man dressed as a security guard suddenly spoke up: "Third Young Master, Chen Ming didn't come."

Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does Chen Ming do?"

The man continued, "He's a security guard, just like me."

Nangong Yu pursed his thin lips and coldly uttered a single word: "Investigate!"

...

Just as Nangong Yu and his team were conducting their investigation, Song Yuli suddenly received a message from an unknown number.