Leng Ying followed the address given by Mi Shen and went up to the third floor. Before he got close, he saw that the door to the rental was wide open, with light spilling from the doorway.
All around was silence; then suddenly, a cold wind swept past his face, and in the distance, someone's dog began to bark wildly, its sounds eerily resonating in such an environment. Leng Ying's brows furrowed, his years of professional experience gave him an overly sharp sense of danger.
He hurried over and stood in the doorway, quickly surveying the situation inside the room.
The room was tidy and not very messy. Mao Beibei lay unconscious on the floor, but Mi Shen was nowhere to be seen.
A sense of alarm went off in Leng Ying's heart as he quickly stepped forward to help Mao Beibei up, "Miss Mao?"