Abigail slowed her steps, cautiously moving forward, finally stopping in front of the window.
The old mansion, with its ancient style, had plum blossom-patterned window frames. Abigail carefully approached, wanting to see who was inside.
"Mr. Thompson, we've checked. There's no one in the old mansion; it suddenly became empty. It looks like Master Brandon was prepared before going to the hospital." The technician in charge of surveillance reported.
"How could everyone disappear in just one morning? Check again." Thompson Taylor left the parking lot and, upon learning about the situation at Piers' Mansion, rushed over non-stop, hoping to make up for his mistakes but found nothing.
He couldn't understand how everyone disappeared while he was constantly monitoring the mansion.
The technician shook his head. "All surveillance in the mansion shut down after three o'clock. We can't restore it. The nearby residents are just ordinary villagers; we can't get any useful information."
