When the Bentley car returned to the Lu family villa, it was almost twelve o'clock. As soon as Zhang Kun got out of the car, a maid ran over in the distance.

"Master Zhang, the master is waiting for you in the living room and said he would come over after you come back."

"I understand!" Zhang Kun nodded, turned to look at Mr. Cao who was floating behind him and smiled helplessly, and then walked towards the living room.

Cheng Feng went to rest after sending Zhang Kun to the living room.

In the Lu Family Villa, Zhang Kun's safety should not be a problem. On the contrary, he, the old man, handed over all Zhang Kun's safety issues in Hong Kong Island to him, so he would seize any minute and second to rest.

Who knows what will happen tomorrow? When Cheng Feng was someone else's personal bodyguard, he tried for more than 40 hours without closing his eyes, so being able to enter a rest state anytime and anywhere is also a necessary skill for a bodyguard.

The living room was still brightly lit. The old man sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper in one hand and holding a teacup in the other, drinking sips.

When he walked into the living room, Zhang Kun sat directly on the sofa opposite the old man. The maid next to him immediately gave him a brand-bright tea cup and poured hot black tea.

After Zhang Kun sat down, the old man put down the newspaper, waved the servants around him, and then looked at Zhang Kun: "Have you seen Zhou Qi? How about it?"

Zhang Kun picked up the teacup and took a sip first, warming his body, then raised his head and looked at the old man and nodded: "I've seen it, I have gained a lot tonight. The question that has been bothering me has finally known the answer!"

"That's good, what are the plans next?" The old man put down the teacup.

Zhang Kun shook his head: "I don't know yet!"

"Okay, in short, if you have any needs, just say it directly, by the way, I'll give it to you!" The old man didn't ask too much, and after saying that, he pushed a file bag on the coffee table to Zhang Kun.

"Is this?" Zhang Kun picked up the file bag curiously and looked at it. There was no mark on it outside.

"Some of Zhou Qi's information may be helpful to you!" After saying that, the old man stretched his waist and stood up: "I'm so tired. I'm old and can't stay up late. Just like that, you can see first, let's talk about what we'll talk about tomorrow!"

"By the way, your room is still the same as before, and it has been cleaned up. If you need anything else, you call your servant yourself. You have been living here for more than a month. You probably won't be a guest!"

After hearing what the old man said, Zhang Kun remembered that it was almost twelve o'clock now. Zhang Kun remembered that the old man had rested on time at 11 o'clock in the past!

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun nodded quickly and sent the old man out of the living room. Then he walked towards the room he mentioned by himself.

Last time, in order to treat Xingfu's illness, Zhang Kun lived here for more than a month, but he was basically familiar with the villa. He followed the route of memory and walked to the room he lived in last time.

When I opened the door, it was very refreshing. It was obviously just cleaned. All the places were cleaned and some daily necessities were replaced. Although it didn't matter to Zhang Kun, I still felt warm after seeing it.

The details actually show their attitude. The old man is really saying nothing about him.

After returning to the room, Zhang Kun put down the file bag and did not rush to open it. Instead, he turned around and looked at Mr. Cao who had been following him.

"Old man, I'm here to ask you for help this time. I hope you can help me find a dead soul!" Zhang Kun said straight to the point.

After saying it out, Zhang Kun directly told all the entanglements between him and Zhou Yaqi for the first time, and what he saw tonight.

After saying that, Mr. Cao's face was filled with surprise: "A dead soul and a living person are exactly the same? This is impossible!"

Zhang Kun nodded with a heavy expression: "Yes, I don't believe that such a thing will happen, so there must be something wrong with it."

"Old man, you should have a soul that you know or familiar with in Hong Kong Island. Please help me to motivate it."

"No matter who it is, as long as I can help me find Zhou Qi's soul, I agree and will do my best to help him fulfill an unfulfilled wish!" Zhang Kun said with a little vicious look on his face.

Zhou Qi, you hide, I let you hide, I want to see where you can hide!

Zhang Kun knew the temptation of his promise.

Why is the soul stagnant in the world? Isn’t it because of an unfulfilled wish? So how could they not do their best to help the soul fulfill any unfulfilled wish?

Zhang Kun doesn’t know how many stranded souls there are in Hong Kong, because he hasn’t gone out much, but I think the population density is so high, so it’s not too small.

Then, Zhou Qi, I want to see where you are hiding...!

Mr. Cao left, and he left with Zhang Kun's entrustment and promise.

Although Zhang Kun had thought that the temptation of his promise would be great, he could never imagine how great it would be.

That night, a commotion broke out in Hong Kong Island that ordinary people could not see. Nearly half of the souls stranded on Hong Kong Island moved. They were searching for a soul named Zhou Qi.

...

After Mr. Cao left, Zhang Kun had no intention of falling asleep. He opened the file bag given to him by the old man. A thick stack of information about Zhou Qi was included, including from childhood to now.

In fact, the Lu family has been doing these things, not just Zhou Qi, but also the Lu family has special records of those with names and surnames in Hong Kong.

I think the same is true for other wealthy families.

Holding the thick information, Zhang Kun sat on the bed and looked carefully.

Time passed by bit by bit, and Zhang Kun held a page of Zhou Qi's information and stared at him with his eyes tightly.

"On June 13, 2005, Zhou's brother and sister, Zhou Qi and Zhou Yaqi were in a car accident while returning home and passing through Bofulin Road. The two were injured, and Zhou Qi was judged to have intermittent amnesia!"

Zhang Kun read all the profiles of Zhou Qi over the past decade. Among all the information, only this car accident was the one that made him most suspicious.

"Intermittent amnesia?" Zhang Kun curled his lips disdainfully.

Is it really just amnesia?

With a snorted, he had a little guess in his mind. But whether the guess was true was still needed to verify further.

But at this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded from Zhang Kun's head.

"You finally found this place!"

Zhang Kun's face was stunned, then he looked up with surprise and looked at the familiar figure on the ceiling. The corners of Zhang Kun's mouth slightly raised.

Zhou Qi…!
Chapter completed!