HAN LUO IS MISSING

"Then where will we look for her?"

Han Sheng Ming was worried. 

For Han Luo, it wasn't only a new place to visit, but also invisible enemies were lurking around. It wasn't safe for her.

"Let's go out," Mo Yuan suggested.

At that time, Han Luo reached her destination. She paid the taxi driver and got out of the car.

After the taxi left, she took off her sunglasses and glanced at the house in front of her. 

It was a two-storied building. In that residential area, most of the houses were two to three-storied buildings. 

She checked the text she got in the morning. 

'If you want to know the truth behind your mother's death, meet me in 23/A *** district at 11 am. Don't tell anyone. Come alone.'

Just as per the instruction, she knocked on the door. The door was ajar. She went inside.

"Hello? Anybody home? Sorry for intruding."