I didn't have time to ink, so I pushed the door open.

But the house was already empty.

We went separately to look for Lao Wang, and I walked to the kitchen alone, only to hear the sound of crunching knives, and I could vaguely hear Lao Wang's whimpering.

Following the direction of the sound, I looked into the small room in the kitchen.

Without hesitation, I kicked open the door and looked at the ...... who was sharpening his knife

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