Chapter 242
Ford listens carefully for a while.
His complexion changes slightly, he turns to look at Alexander Foster, and says, "There's the voice of a little girl."
Alexander Foster points to a direction, his expression calm, "Walk in that direction for about fifty meters."
Ford immediately helps him over there.
The terrain they were on was slightly higher, they walked a few meters forward, bypassing the highest point, and as they descended, they spotted a wooden house.
The wooden house was surrounded by a modern fence, and there was a sign that read: No trespassing.
Ford glanced to the side and saw the young girl leaning against a window.
She was holding a piece of grass, staring blankly at them, not saying anything.
She looked as though she had noticed them coming along time ago.
But...
Ford looked around, but from this angle, it seemed impossible.
Their footsteps were also very light.
"Mr. Ford, why have we stopped?" Alexander Foster spoke up.
