He was familiar with that voice. He had seen the little girl he saw on the roadside on his way back a few times.
And this voice was the little girl's scream.
He would wake up very early every morning.
To be more precise, he had insomnia every day. In the morning, he would see the little girl pushing her grandmother's wheelchair out to get some sun.
He didn't know much about the little girl.
However, at the very least, he didn't see anyone else around her, so it was likely that she had been living in this old neighborhood with her old grandmother.
The six or seven-year-old girl's voice had been filled with fear and shock just two seconds ago.
However, Bo Yi stood on the spot for a while. He hesitated for a moment and pursed his lips. His hand still landed on the armrest. He opened the door and pushed it open.
the huge villa was dark. even though it was night time, the windows were still covered by thick curtains.
He stopped at the entrance.
