Xin Manqing got off the plane, looking at the strange exotic scenery around her, people of all colors, a sense of confusion rose to her heart, can she find someone on this trip?

Taking a deep breath, he took a taxi with his suitcase and followed the note given by Mr. Heaney. Then a black car followed Xin Manqing.

Although Xin Manqing repeatedly emphasized that he would not let Bo Jingyu's subordinates follow, they did not dare to obey orders, and if his wife had any mistakes, they really couldn't explain to the president.

The car stopped in front of an old-style Gothic villa, Xin Manqing got out of the car, a little surprised, he didn't expect the well-known doctor to like this style.

I rang the doorbell, and it was only after a while that someone answered that it was an Indian.

"Is there anything wrong with Miss?"

Xin Manqing explained his intentions and made a point of emphasizing that Mr. Heaney introduced himself.

The person who came was puzzled, looked at the note in her hand and said: "It seems that there is such a person, it should be the former owner of this villa, and I don't know where he is now." ”

Xin Manqing's heart that was originally full of hope dimmed, and he asked the other party as if pleading: "Do you know the contact information of the former owner of this villa?" ”

"I just asked him to have afternoon tea with me, you can wait for him to come over." The Indian invited her in after saying that.

Xin Manqing hesitated slightly, and finally followed him in.

"Miss is here for medical treatment?"

Xin Manqing shook his head: "I want to apprentice." ”

The Indian was startled when he heard this, and lowered his voice: "I heard that this person seems to be related to some human experiment, it is particularly ferocious, and it seems that he is eating people alive, I advise you not to wade into this troubled water." ”

Xin Manqing was surprised, this was roughly the same as what she had heard in Mr. Heaney, but the details were too exaggerated.

But it's no wonder that people are always afraid of the unknown, the unknown and powerful science.

"Thank you." Xin Manqing thanked him euphemistically, and expressed his intention that he must see people.

It was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon local time when he came out of the Gothic villa, and Xin Manqing took the current address of Mr. Shen Zhiqiu, who the Indians had asked for, and found a hotel to settle in.

After packing her luggage, Xin Manqing collapsed on the bed and pressed the tired forehead, she had been running around all day, and the jet lag had not yet adjusted, from one note to another, hoping that she would not run empty tomorrow.

Bo Jingyu's subordinates also followed into the hotel, watched Xin Manqing turn off the light in the window before going over to rest, and dutifully reported to Bo Jingyu her itinerary for the day.

In the early morning of the next day, Xin Man woke up early in the morning, looked at the rising sun and gave him courage, and then took a taxi and ran in the direction of the note.

The distance is getting more and more remote, Xin Manqing looked at the large farms and sheep and cows in the distance through the car window, he was a little apprehensive, he held the mobile phone tightly in his hand, and looked at the itinerary above that he did not deviate from the navigation and was slightly relieved.

The news of the single woman who had seen before and lost contact in a taxi gradually appeared in his mind, and Xin Manqing scared himself enough. The car turned a corner and entered the mountain road, and Xin Manqing's hand holding the mobile phone gradually oozed sweat.

Suddenly, she saw a black extended Lincoln following closely behind her through the rearview mirror, and suddenly realized that it was Bo Jingyu's subordinate, so she breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.

"Miss, don't be afraid, your address is relatively remote, and this is the manor of a gentleman surnamed Shen." The driver saw that Xin Manqing was nervous and comforted him.

Xin Manqing's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the word surnamed Shen, and he asked, "Is it Shen Zhiqiu?" ”

The driver nodded: "I didn't expect Mr. Shen to be quite famous, you know." ”

Xin Manqing didn't care about answering his words, she was immersed in great joy, so she found Shen Zhiqiu!

After getting out of the car, Xin Manqing couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him. The villa is surrounded by clusters of red roses, the garden is also full of roses, and the fence outside is covered with beautiful roses, and the authentic American architecture is particularly magnificent.

After tidying up the somewhat wrinkled clothes, Xin Manqing pressed the doorbell, and the maid went out, and when she saw her, she was stunned at first and then welcomed Xin Manqing in.

After Xin Manqing explained her intentions, no one responded to her for a long time, and the servants all looked at her directly, constantly exchanging heads.

"Is there anything rude about me?" Xin Manqing was puzzled by their attitude.

The servant at the head hurriedly shook his head, and glanced at the others, motioning for them to greet the guests.

"Are you looking for Mr. Shen?"

Xin Manqing was helpless and repeated his meaning again.

The maid took the coffee apologetically and put it in her hand: "You are a step late, our husband only left two weeks ago, and he went to Haicheng." ”

Xin Manqing's face that was originally full of anticipation fell, but he didn't give up and asked: "Then where did he settle in Haicheng, can you tell me?" ”

The housekeeper's eyes lit up, and he said politely: "We don't know about this, but you can leave your name and contact information, and we can tell him when Mr. comes back." ”

"Then when will Mr. Shen come back?" Xin Manqing was a little anxious, and the person in front of her made it clear that she didn't want to tell herself, she didn't want to be so passive.

"It's hard to say, Mr. is going back to his hometown this time, and he will stay a little longer." The housekeeper looked at Xin Manqing carefully with his peripheral vision, as if he was sure of something.

Xin Manqing took his leave after understanding the situation, but in the end she still didn't see anyone.

Back at the hotel, Xin Manqing didn't stop for a moment, neatly packed her luggage and planned to go back to Haicheng, instead of waiting here stupidly, it was better to take the initiative to find Mr. Shen in Haicheng, so the initiative was in her hands, not to mention that it was not a problem to find someone in Haicheng with Bo Jingyu's ability.

got on the plane, Xin Manqing clenched the bloodstone bracelet on his wrist, which was given to him by Bo Jingyu when he was in Connecticut, he knew that he would be very happy to go back so early.

I haven't seen Bo Jingyu and Yihuan for half a month, and the thoughts in my heart have long been overflowing.

It's just that Xin Manqing didn't know that as early as the moment she got on the plane, her subordinates had already called Bo Jingyu and told him everything about Atlanta.

On the other side, she left Shen Zhiqiu's villa with her front foot, and the maid immediately called Mr. Shen, who was far away in Haicheng.

"Sir, just now a woman who looks exactly like your painting came to you in the villa, saying that she wanted to apprentice."

Shen Zhiqiu held the microphone for a long time without speaking, as if he couldn't believe it, he repeated again: "The same as the person in the painting?" ”

The servant knew that he was interested, and immediately told him all about the situation.

Shen Zhiqiu gently repeated Xin Manqing's name, and asked in a slow voice towards the emptiness: "Is this your daughter?" ”