Chapter 1670: What's Abnormal?

n didn't return home all night. The next day, Lin Jinran was afraid that Mr. Fu would ask about it, so he left Fu's house early and went to the company.During this time, Hou Shao has been on leave, an...Back in his study, Fu Shaoting pulled out all the other photo albums from the bookcase and laid them on the coffee table.

He flipped through the photo albums one after another, carefully looking at each picture. He went through three albums and still found no clues.

Fu Shaoqing disappointedly leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and stretched out his arms to rest on the back of the sofa.

I had a little doubt in my mind.

Did he get it wrong

That photo was unremarkable and had nothing special about it.

Did he ignore it, or...

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his black eyes and sat up straight. He flipped through the photo album again and took out that picture, looking at it carefully.

He spared no flower or blade of grass, scrutinizing the scenery near and far.

He abruptly stood up from the sofa and walked to the balcony, holding the photo up to the sunlight, trying to see if anything would show.

It's just photos, nothing special.

Fu Shaoqing impatiently lowered his hand, still unable to figure out what his mother meant. Was she just reminiscing after seeing the photo

While I was still pondering, a sudden knock on the door broke the silence. "Knock, knock, knock."

"Come in," he said in a low voice.

"Click." The door creaked open, and a maid walked in. She was the one he had just asked for.

The maid stood respectfully at the door, holding a bucket of water in one hand and bowing her head. "Young master," she said, "I'm here to clean."

"No need to clean up." Fu Shaoqing waved his hand, signaling for her to leave.

The maid bent over, carrying a bucket of water, turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Fu Shaoqing frowned, staring at the closed door. Thinking of the water bucket the maid had been carrying, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

He strode into the study and, with a single motion, poured the water from the table onto the photograph.

He shook the excess water from the photo and looked at it, but nothing had changed. He flipped to the back and it was still empty.

He reached out and took a tissue, just about to wipe away the water stains, when a line of characters appeared on the back of the photo - an address in Nanjiang.

Fu Shaoqing hurriedly took out his phone and snapped a picture of the address that was gradually fading in color.

He pulled out this photograph from the photo album, removing it from among the others surrounding it. All the other photos on the back were splashed with water, and no further writing was visible.

Fu Shaoting wiped the watermarks off the photo and put the rest back in the album. He took it up and walked towards the bookshelf, putting the entire album back.

After closing the bookcase door, Fu Shaoting decided that after resting, he would go and see what was on the back of the photo.

Now he is both tired and weak, all he wants to do is sleep.

After leaving the study, Fu Shaoqing went downstairs to tell the maid not to cook lunch. Turning around, he returned to his room to wash up and rest.

After a few minutes, the figure disappeared upstairs. The cleaning maid put down her cloth and returned to her room, taking out her cell phone to make a call.

He went back to his room.

On the other end of the phone was a frail voice, "Is there anything unusual"

"No."

The aged voice sounded again, "Keep watching. Notify me immediately if anything unusual happens."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, the maid took out another mobile phone from the inner compartment of her bag and sent a text message.

A few seconds later, the phone screen lit up. A set of text messages came in. The maid read the messages and pressed the delete key, putting the phone back into its bag compartment.

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