Grandpa nodded. He also wanted to go out and look for someone, but he was afraid of causing trouble for Jingyao.
Jixiang followed Jingyao and left.
If we can’t find Aunt Lin, we’ll have to rely on Jixiang’s sense of smell.
The man and the wolf left the community and arrived at the distribution point. The work there had already been completed and the staff were clearing the items.
Jingyao looked around but didn't see Aunt Lin.
Xiao Qi, who was packing his things, recognized Jing Yao.
"Miss, are you here to get your meal?"
At the same time, he saw Jixiang, who was following Jingyao, took a step back in fear.
Seeing her fear, Jingyao pulled Jixiang and asked it to stand behind her.
"Don't be afraid, Jixiang doesn't bite."
Then he thought for a moment and asked her, "Is anyone here to pick up the food at Qingluyuan Villa No. 3?"
"Let me help you take a look."
Xiao Qi walked into the tent, picked up a notebook and flipped through it.
"Yes, it was Lin Aixia who came to get it."
Lin Aixia is Aunt Lin's name.
She received the meal but did not go back, so she must have encountered something on the way back.
"Was she alone when she left?"
Xiao Qi nodded: "But, I seem to see someone following her."
Jing Yao had a bad feeling in her heart.
"I see. Thank you."
Jing Yao turned and left, and not long after she walked away, she patted Jixiang's head.
"Smell where Aunt Lin's scent disappeared."
Jixiang raised his head and smelled the air, then turned and ran towards the road next to him.
“Ahhh!!”
(That’s it! That’s it!)
Jing Yao looked around.
This road should have existed before the high temperature, but it has never been open to traffic.
And the distribution point is on another road, and the patrol team will not come here.
Jingyao saw the marks of the wheel on the ground.
It seems that the other party brought Aunt Lin here and took her away in a car.
“Ahhh~”
Jixiang pulled Jingyao's pants and asked her to follow it.
Jingyao followed Jixiang and saw the familiar lunch box in the open sewer.
That was their own lunch box. She and Aunt Lin always used it to get their meals.
Jixiang jumped down and picked up the lunch box.
Jingyao held the lunch box, which seemed to be still full.
These people came for Aunt Lin, who else would target a cook?
The answer in Jingyao's mind was about to come out.
"Can you smell where these people are going?"
Jixiang sniffed carefully and then barked in one direction.
That direction is exactly the south of the city.
Jingyao's gaze narrowed. Is Aunt Lin's son related to Chengnan?
He took Jixiang Jingyao and hurried home.
"Yaoyao, have you found Xiaolin?"
Jingyao put the lunch box on the ground.
"I have an idea. I'll drive out for a while. Grandpa, you wait at home."
At this time, Jixiang ran down holding Jingyao's long sword in his mouth.
Grandpa watched Jingyao put the long knife on the passenger seat, and Jixiang got into the back seat consciously.
"Where are you going to find it?"
"South of the city."
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