Escape after crossing

Everyone was talking about it, and they all felt sorry for the Fang family's experience. At the same time, they were also worried about their own safety. After all, such a thing happened in the city, making everyone a little uneasy.

"I wonder how the Fang family is doing now? Have they sent anyone to look for the young master?" someone asked curiously.

"They should have been sent out, otherwise how can they feel at ease?" another person answered.

"I think Mrs. Fang is almost going crazy with worry. How pitiful." A woman said sympathetically.

"Yeah, the mother must be heartbroken." The person next to him nodded in agreement.

People were talking and sighing, as if they felt the same way. But at this moment, the Fang family was filled with sorrow and the entire family was shrouded in a shadow.

Jiang Ziluo, Mingyue and Mingxi looked at each other, and doubts rose in their hearts. Mingxi was the first to break the silence and said in a low voice: "Were those people we met when we went down the mountain yesterday the Fang family?" Her tone was a little doubtful and uneasy.

Mingyue nodded in agreement, and then added: "If that's true, then the people we met are undoubtedly the Fang family. But the problem is that the number of people we saw at the time was not large. If they rely on the strength of only a few people to rescue people, I am afraid they will face many difficulties." As she spoke, she frowned, as if she was thinking about something.

Mingxi also echoed: "Yes, I remember that I only saw a few people at that time. It is almost an impossible task to successfully rescue the kidnapped people." Her eyes revealed her worry and helplessness about this matter.

Jiang Ziluo listened to the conversation between the two quietly, and pondered in his heart. They did have some contact with those people yesterday, but they were not completely sure whether they belonged to the Fang family. However, no matter what, this incident seemed to involve a complicated and dangerous situation.

At this moment, Jiang Ziluo suddenly thought of something and asked, "They should also be able to think that it is impossible to rescue people with just a few people. Since they can't rescue people, then why do you think they are there?"

This question made Mingyue and Mingxi fall into deep thought. Perhaps these people were instructed by someone, or had other ulterior motives?

"Maybe, they are not members of the Fang family..." Mingyue said after thinking for a while.

Mingxi frowned and asked, "If you are not from the Fang family, why did you go up the mountain at that time? And the leader was not dressed badly."

"Do you think the young master of the Fang family was really abducted by bandits?" A middle-aged man suddenly asked among the crowd that was just talking.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. The chattering crowd suddenly quieted down, and all their eyes were focused on the middle-aged man. Jiang Ziluo, Mingxi, and Mingyue looked at each other, and they all thought this question was very interesting, so they stood there and continued to listen.

"Is there any other hidden story?" Mingxi couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man who had just spoken glanced at the others and saw that they all looked puzzled, as if they had not figured out what was going on. He couldn't help but smile complacently, and then he spoke slowly.

"Don't forget, the Fang family still has two wives. Young Master Fang was born to the first wife, and the second wife gave birth to a boy not long ago."

Hearing this, everyone around them suddenly realized something, but most of them were still skeptical. Someone spoke up.

"No way, that Second Madam doesn't look like that kind of person!"

Another person echoed: "Yeah, I think she's a pretty good person in her daily life, she wouldn't do something like this."

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "You can only know a person's face but not his heart. Who knows what she is thinking? Besides, if she really attacked the eldest lady's son, how could anyone find out?"

As soon as these words came out, the people around nodded in agreement. After all, people's hearts are hidden, and no one knows what others are thinking.

Mingxi frowned and said thoughtfully: "So this matter is indeed a bit strange." Jiang Ziluo also nodded in agreement.

"If it's true as that person said, those people who went down the mountain yesterday didn't go to rescue people. They let us go, and if someone asks about it, it can be said that someone did see them going up the mountain to rescue people. The three of us have become their best proof." Jiang Ziluo seemed to have figured something out, and spoke to Mingyue and Mingxi in a low voice.

"Young Master, what if it wasn't done by Madam Fang II? When we were on the mountain, we did see the Third Boss capturing someone and bringing him up the mountain." Mingyue said with a frown.

"Whether she did it or not, this matter is strange. If she really did it, how could she be sure that the third in command would bring people to the mountain, and why did she do this? Also, if it wasn't her, then who did it?" The more Jiang Ziluo thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was not simple.

He felt an uneasy feeling in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

"We have to go back and take a look. We originally thought that Leng Chenming would deal with those people, so we didn't rescue them. Now it seems that things may not be that simple. We can't wait for Leng Chenming to take action."

Jiang Ziluo decided not to wait any longer and she had to investigate it herself. She hurried out of the city with Mingyue and Mingxi, preparing to return to the village to find out what was going on.

They moved forward cautiously along the familiar route, full of vigilance. Along the way, she kept thinking about various possibilities, trying to sort out the mystery behind it.

However, when they approached the mountain stronghold, they found that everything had changed. When they approached the bandit's den, they found that the surroundings were unusually quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the past.