Mi August turned around and called, “Butler.”
The butler, who looked like a dusty old man, came silently.
Mi August said: “Arrange accommodation for four guests.”
The housekeeper asked Yu Hu and the four of them to follow him.
Yu Hu lifted the young man from the ground with one hand, as relaxed as lifting a feather.
The eyes of the young boy, whose limbs were limp and drooping, were filled with a viciousness rarely seen at his age, and his gaze was like a knife shaving Mi August’s face.
Mi August glanced at him lightly and said to Yu Hu and the others, “I am a doctor. If you need any help, you can come to me.”
Yu Hu and the others had no special reaction to her words. On the contrary, the young man’s eyes trembled when he thought of the thin blade and invisible muscle-cutting skills.
…
The housekeeper arranged three rooms side by side for the four of them, one for Yu Hu, one for the twins, and one for Ban Lu.
After they thanked each other and waited for the housekeeper to leave, the four of them stayed at Yu Hu’s place together without going to their respective rooms.
Yu Hu threw the boy to the ground, and Ban Lu asked one of the twins: “Abao, what do you mean by shaking your head just now? Is that woman lying or not?”
Liu Jinbao said: “I can’t hear her voice.”
Ban Lu opened his eyes wide.
Liu Zhaocai, the elder brother of the twins, was listening attentively, “They were eating, and the woman called the child Feixue. If the child didn’t say anything, he was probably mute.”
At this time, Liu Jinbao interrupted and said, “I can’t hear what the child and the housekeeper are saying either.”
Ban Lu shouted: “I just said that there is something weird about the people in this house. The more good-looking the man is, the better he is at lying. What kind of excuse is this? Then we believe our words as soon as we come here because he thinks we are not good-looking.” .”
The three men present all felt slightly impressed.
Yu Hu waved his hand, “Okay, no matter what weirdness they have, the first priority is to deal with this kid. Abao, come here for interrogation.”
Liu Jinbao, who was called out, obediently stepped forward, pulled the smelly rag from the boy’s mouth and asked him, “Where did you put the ‘sympathy’?”
The young man smiled coldly, “What do you think?”
Liu Jinbao’s expression changed slightly.
Yu Hu noticed, “What’s wrong?”
Liu Jinbao was silent for two seconds and then looked confused and ugly. He turned to Yu Hu and said, “Boss, I can’t hear his voice either.”