Villa in the south of the city.

Two police cars were parked at the gate of the villa, and six or seven policemen came down from inside, and a middle-aged couple, about 50 years old, got out of the car with the police.

Everyone in the villa was woken up by the sound of the siren, and one by one they came to the hall downstairs in their pajamas.

"Is Ye Hao here?" A police officer asked, voluntarily showing his ID.

When Xia Jingshu heard that these policemen were looking for her son, her face immediately became nervous, and she hurriedly pushed her wheelchair over.

"What's wrong? Come to my house at night. Xia Jingshu frowned, looked at these policemen suspiciously, and faintly began to feel a little anxious in her heart, because the policemen would not come over in the middle of the night for no reason.

"Hello, Old Madam Ye." The policeman pointed to a middle-aged couple on the side and said, "We received a call from this couple, and they said that they have not been in contact with their daughter Wang Lan for four days, and their daughter has been working as a maid in your house for the past four years, so we came to understand the situation and want to search the bedroom where Wang Lan lives."

"Wang Lan......" Xia Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.

"She took leave of absence four days ago, and she wasn't here, why, didn't she come home? When she asked for leave, she said that her mother was sick and needed to prepare for surgery, and she would go back to take care of her. ”

"She didn't come back." Chen Meifeng, Wang Lan's mother on the side, said excitedly: "She cut off contact with us four days ago, and her phone can't be reached now." ”

Chen Meifeng was anxious when she thought that she hadn't contacted her daughter for a few days, and a layer of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

His husband, Wang Dongming, hurriedly shook his wife's hand.

The policemen got permission and came to Wang Lan's bedroom, which was a bedroom of about 20 square meters, not very big, and only Wang Lan lived alone. The room has a bed, a chair, a large wardrobe and a dresser.

There are some makeup, lipstick, eyeshadow and so on on the dresser.

Several police officers began to search the room, one to search the closet, one to search the dresser, and the other to search the bed.

The police found a lot of skincare and cosmetics from the dresser, and even two diamond necklaces, which were all luxury brands such as Chanel, La Mer, Helena, etc., and another police officer dug through the closet several LV bags.

The policeman put all these things on the bed and asked, "Are these all her usual uses?" ”

Xia Jingshu looked at these things, she looked puzzled, and she also felt very strange. How did Wang Lan buy so many luxury goods.

Wang Lan's parents on the side were even more shocked. They can't believe that their daughter, who is so frugal and sends her salary to the family every month, will buy so many expensive things.

"Comrade policeman, this must have been given to my daughter, my daughter is usually very economical, and her monthly salary is handed over to us." Wang Lan's mother grabbed one of the policemen and said excitedly.

The policeman nodded.

"Don't worry, we will investigate these, the current situation, she is missing, we will investigate her social relations."

There is no evidence, and the police can't judge what happened to this Wang Lan, who has been missing for four days. It's just that judging from all indications, this girl should have no possibility of suicide.

"I'm sorry for you, comrade policeman, you must help find my daughter."