Torture (5)

An Qing just whispered this, but all of a sudden opened everyone's minds.

It seems that everything can be explained, even why the amusement park was built exactly like the painting left by Sweet Treasure's mother.

"This possibility is not ruled out. Good Bao may not have been taken away by her mother's clansmen, but there must be something involved. ”

"Then we know which force it is, and do we continue to interrogate? It's better to go straight to the black area to save my sister. ”

"Trial, of course, we have to continue to review, knowing that the black area is not enough, the black area is not big, but the organization inside is very messy, it is not so simple to find a person, we still need more information."

An Song said, and instructed Steward An on the side: "Steward An, wake her up." ”

"Butler Ann? Butler Ann? An Song shouted, but saw Steward An looking at the fake sweetness in front of him, a thoughtful look, so that An Lang shouted a few times, but Steward An did not react.

"Hey, Steward Ann!" An Song stepped forward and waved his hand, and then he barely called the person back.

"Sir! What's wrong with the master? ”

"Why are you stunned when I call you, what are you thinking?"

"Master, I'll tell you the truth, I think this fake little lady is a little familiar, I think it's very much like a person." Steward An looked at the sleepy person in front of him and didn't know why, and felt that the more he looked at it, the more similar he felt.

"Like whom? You say come and hear it. Ansong came to be interested.

"Master, do you remember the cyborg cub of the welfare society funded by the An family six years ago? It's the one named Minjia. ”

"At that time, we came to the eldest young master's birthday party and cut off the little lady's clothes and even injured the little miss, and then we cut off her funding and imprisoned her, and then she escaped and pushed the little miss into the alien beast teleportation circle again, and finally the cyborg cub who died."

"Master, I don't know why, I think that cyborg cub and the fake little lady in front of me feel very similar to me, as if they are the same person."

Although this statement is ridiculous, after all, how can a person who died in the first place come back, but he just feels very similar inexplicably.

"Are you sure?" Anson asked.

"I'm not sure, it's just my sixth sense, but master, you also know, we black cat orcs sometimes have a very good sixth sense."

After all, his ancestors made a fortune by measuring feng shui and counting fate, and later due to various reasons, when he came here, he no longer had the so-called prediction ability.

But there are still some special feelings and predictions from time to time.

"Master, that's all I say, you can make a joke with me." After all, I only rely on my feelings to judge a thing, and it is indeed groundless.

An Song listened to Steward An's words, thought for a while, and replied: "Whether it's true or not, let's wake up someone and interrogate it first." Put a wall here, and then you guys look behind you, and if there's anything wrong, we'll analyze it.

Everyone felt that there was no problem, so they moved two stools and let the two old men sit respectively, and then Anqing Anyang and Mocang stepped back two meters and set up a separation wall.

They could see Ansong and Steward An's interrogation, but Minjia and the others couldn't see their presence from the other side.

Steward An woke people up, and An Song's first sentence directly asked: "Minjia, you dare to come back!" ”