Xiao Ling: [Okay.]
"Today is a good day~ May all your wishes come true~ Today is a good day~ Let's open the door and welcome the spring breeze~" This is the festive song "Good Day".
Qiao Zhen was startled by the abrupt turn of events. Although the song that reached Qiao Zhen's ears had been altered, it still sounded like a woman crying to An Zhao.
An Zhao thought Qiao Zhen was also frightened. He poked his head out from under the thin blanket and groped to hug Qiao Zhen. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here for you."
He was trembling with panic, yet he still forced himself to comfort her, which deeply moved Qiao Zhen. "Zhao Zhao, don't be afraid, be good. I'll go find out where the sound is coming from."
"Be careful." An Zhao's eyes were empty and lifeless, yet Qiao Zhen could sense his longing. She tucked the blanket around him. "Don't worry."
Qiao Zhen followed the sound and finally pressed her ear to the crack in the door. The sound was coming from there, but as she went in and out to observe the door and the walls, there was not a single flaw. That was the biggest problem.
[Xiao Ling, silence me.]
Xiao Ling: [Yes, ma'am!]
She went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and with a swift stroke, a crack appeared in the door. She chopped many more times, finally cutting the door in half. It can now be determined that the sound came from the upper half of the door.
Qiao Zhen chopped the door into wood chips like a whirlwind, and finally saw something inside that she couldn't tell what it was. If you said it was a recording pen, it was thinner than a recording pen; if you said it was a camera, it was bigger than a camera.
There are indeed cameras that can transmit sound from the video holder to the camera, but who would scare Ahn Jo in the middle of the night? Could it be someone coveting Ahn's father's property?
Qiao Zhen: [Xiao Ling, go and investigate An's father's family relationships, be as detailed as possible.]
Xiao Ling: [Okay.]
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