Freda didn't stay long.
Coaxed by Ghost, Freda was driven out of the house.
Standing at the door, Freda wanted to hum a few more words to see if she could acquire a chance to enter the room, but she suddenly received a call from Rex.
"Boss, can you be more careful?" A slightly disdainful voice came from the other end of the phone.
Confused, Freda asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"Of course you were photographed by someone again. What else can you do? You are either photographed by this person or by that person every day. I feel like I'm the person who collects garbage. Stay in front of the computer every day to collect the sudden trash photos of you."
Freda was almost amused by Rex's complaint. After a while, she said, "What photos of me have been taken again?"
Rex didn't say anything, after a burst of rapid keyboard sound, Freda received a few messages.
Freda clicked on it and found it was the photo of her meeting with her master at the Montevo Cemetery that day.
However, her face was not very clear. It seemed to be taken from a distance, and Freda could only see a vague picture.
The next picture was the scene Freda walked into the building just now, wearing a mask. Although her face could not be seen clearly, it was much clearer.
Freda frowned and thought, "It seems that the master has been targeted for a long time. These pictures are taken by that person who is searching for him?"
What did they want to do?
Having no time to think about the other party's purpose, Freda had to tell Rex to delete the photos first. After all, Zed Smith was still watching her every day, so she couldn't let him catch her.
Because Rex was familiar with Freda, the moment when he saw the photos, he deleted them all on the Internet and controlled the spread in time. It was estimated that no one had seen these photos.
Satisfied with the speed of Rex's dealing with the matter, Freda ordered, "Check who sent it out..."
Before she could finish her words, Rex interrupted her, "Wait! Boss, the person who sent the photo take the initiative to contact us!"
"What?" Freda was stunned for a second.
It never occurred to Rex that this would happen. "Really, boss, they contacted your account of Red Fox and said that they wanted you to check out this woman. Shall we answer it?"
After thinking for a while, Freda said, "Answer it and see what they are going to do." Anyway, Freda herself would go for them. Now that they take the initiative, it's no need for her to find them.
On the other side, a man sitting in front of the computer looked at the "OK" reply. He quickly walked into a room and said to the person inside who couldn't be seen clearly, "Master, they agreed."
The man raised his hand and waved it slightly, indicating the man to continue the transaction.
The man got the order and left the room respectfully.
However, the man inside pressed his chest tightly the next second, and blood left a stain at the corner of his mouth.
...
When Freda came to the office of Rex, she took over a computer and began to track the man's address.
Looking at the address, Freda suddenly felt that it looked familiar.
Why was it getting closer and closer to the Smith family?
With curiosity, Freda checked the address more carefully. Now she was sure that it was from the Smith family's old house.
Was the Smith family looking for Ghost?
Or was Zed Smith looking for her?
If it were Zed Smith, he would know that Freda was Red Fox and didn't have to ask Freda to look for herself. It meant that the person wasn't Zed Smith.
It seemed to be someone in the Smith family. The important masters of the Smith family were none other than Master Smith and Adrian Smith. Was either of the two not feeling well?
Thinking of this, Freda subconsciously thought it was Master Smith.
After all, Master Smith was old.
But Freda recalled the daily condition of Master Smith carefully. When she got close to Master Smith this morning, she didn't find anything wrong with him.
Instead of worrying about Ghost, Freda was worried about Master Smith on the contrary.
Freda went back home in the afternoon.
Then, Freda wanted to probe the Smith family, so she said to Adrian Smith deliberately during the meal, "Adrian, why do you look pale recently?"
Confused, Adrian Smith asked, "Really?"
"Well, you must be too busy with your work." said Freda seriously.
"Maybe, haha."
Adrian Smith's answer was nothing abnormal. On the contrary, Master Smith, who was sitting in the host position, coughed uncontrollably when Freda asked Adrian about his pale face.
Now, Freda was surer that the Smith family looked for Ghost was probably because of Master Smith.
Master Smith was the best elder to her, except her mother, grandfather, and Ghost.
Freda guessed that he might not be feeling well, and this couldn't be delayed.
So Freda found a good opportunity and contacted the man with the identity of Red Fox, agreeing to meet Master Smith.
Knowing that it was Master Smith who was behind the scene and that Freda was going to meet him, Rex was a little worried.
Seeing that Freda had already removed Emily White's look, Rex asked, "Master Smith is a smart man. Will he recognize you?"
Of course, Freda had thought about it, but she didn't think so, "I don't think so. In the Smith family, I not only change my look but also changed my voice deliberately. I don't think Master Smith can recognize me."
It was not until then that Rex nodded and did not continue to persuade Freda and sent her to the designated place.
When Freda went in, Master Smith was already waiting in the room.
As she expected, Master Smith didn't connect the beautiful woman in front of him with ugly Emily White at home at all.
So Master Smith's attitude was also a little cold.
"Hello." Master Smith spoke first.
Freda greeted politely and sat down face to Master Smith.
The two of them didn't talk for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
After a while, Freda asked, "Sir, may I ask why you are looking for me?"
Master Smith took out the photos and pushed them in front of Freda. He asked coldly, "Miss, what's your relationship with Ghost?"
"Ghost is my master," Freda said with a smile
Master Smith's eyes widened. The highly skilled doctor, Ghost, indeed had an apprentice, but no one had ever seen the person.
Master Smith didn't expect that the girl in front of him was the disciple of Ghost.
Feeling a little excited, Master Smith's mood suddenly became better. "I mean no offense. It's just that there is something wrong with my body, so I want to ask Mr. Ghost to see."
Although Freda had guessed that and she also cared about Master Smith's health.
But she couldn't make a decision for her master, so she suggested, "Although I'm a disciple of Ghost, I can't make a decision for my master. If you don't mind, I can examine it for you first."
Master Smith understood what Freda meant, so he gave his hand to Freda.
Freda had been learning medicine from Ghost for many years. Unless there was something extremely tough, she could handle it.
As soon as Freda felt the pulse of Master Smith, she found something wrong and looked at Master Smith in surprise.