Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Zhou Weiqi paused and asked, "Did you hear it?"

"I'm an old man, and my ears have long been insensitive. I have to turn the volume on my mobile phone to the maximum." Professor Xia asked, "Since you heard it, why don't you just tell me what it is? I can just describe it."

Ling Feng shook his head, saying that he didn't hear anything.

"I can't tell, it sounds like something falling." Zhou Weiqi said irritably, "Should we go back and have a look? What if Xiao Du is in danger?"

Professor Xia said bluntly: "That means you heard it wrong. I didn't hear it, and Director Ling didn't hear it either. We've been walking for so long, and turning back would be a waste of energy. You have to go alone."

Zhou Weiqi felt indescribably aggrieved. He felt that Professor Xia seemed to be targeting him, picking his own thorns with every word.

However, due to Professor Xia's status, he couldn't say anything.

Professor Xia noticed his dissatisfaction, but didn't take it seriously.

Young people are easy to catch wind and shadow, and they are definitely not as calm as his elders.

If you leave everything up to them, you will get into big trouble sooner or later.

"You're right, let's go back and take a look." Although Ling Feng didn't hear the noise, he still supported Zhou Weiqi's idea.

His idea is simple, since they are a group, everyone must play their role.

And he had been thinking about other things just now. He was so distracted that he probably didn't notice the sound.

Professor Xia snorted coldly and said: "Okay, okay, there are many of you, even if you vote, you will win, what can I say?"

The three people turned back and found a broken light bulb lying on the road they had just walked.

Zhou Weiqi suddenly became excited. He pointed at the light bulb on the ground and said repeatedly: "Look, I said there is something."

"It's just a light bulb. It's not fixed properly and fell from above. Is this worth making a fuss about?" Professor Xia said sarcastically, "It's really..."

Halfway through his words, Professor Xia suddenly closed his mouth.

He suddenly realized, when did he become such a mean person?

It was normal for the two of them to have differences. As he was so many years older than Zhou Weiqi, he should have given way to him, but he magnified his feelings towards Zhou Weiqi a lot.

"It's strange, there are more footprints on the ground. Come and take a look." Ling Feng waved to Zhou Weiqi.

Zhou Weiqi took a closer look and found that it was true, and he also discovered another strange thing, "Director, are the footprints we just saw the same size?"

These were clearly the footprints of two women. How could they identify them as Xiao Du's?

Ling Feng was in a rare trance. He had no memory of what happened just a few minutes ago.

No matter how hard he thought about it, his brain never gave an accurate answer. If he said yes, it would be impossible for him to make a wildly wrong judgment; if he said no, he would feel a bit familiar.

Click, click...

A strange sound penetrated their eardrums, and the next second, Zhou Weiqi's vision was covered by a bright red.

"What's going on! I can't see clearly, am I blind?!" He yelled, desperately rubbing his eyes with his hands.

It couldn't be wiped clean, but it wasn't blood. Instead, it smelled like paint.