"Have you found any information about the card holder?" Ji Wanzhou looked at Old Hua beside him.
"Dead person card." Old Hua's thick glasses flashed as he ran his hands over the keyboard.
"Dead person card?" Ji Wanzhou frowned. That was hard to find.
The person who opened the account was already dead, but this account hadn't been deleted yet. It would be difficult to check it out. It seemed like the kidnappers had some skill after all.
Ji Wanzhou's pupils darkened, "Hurry up!"
In a small wooden house on the mountain.
Xu Xiaohui had never been able to withstand such a shock. Her condition deteriorated rapidly, and she became extremely excited.
Even if the kidnapper threatened her with a knife, she wouldn't be afraid.
"Damn, this old lady is crazy!" A tall, thin man with dyed yellow hair cursed.