Lin Tang sighed with relief.
In a hushed voice, "You should head back quickly, I'll go in first, be careful on the way."
Gu Yingzhou, recalling the incident the young girl had in Sea City Guest House, felt uneasy about her luck.
He entered the house with Lin Tang, checking everything thoroughly both front and back.
Only after confirming there was no issue with the doors and windows did he leave.
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Elsewhere.
Relying on the light from the moon and their flashlights, Lin Qingshan and the others managed to return to Shuangshan Brigade before half-past ten.
The streetlights at the entrance of the village were still on.
From a distance, the elongated shadows of the figures provided a peculiar sense of comfort.
Lin Fu was looking forward eagerly.
Seeing Lin Zhicheng, his aged face lit up with joy.
He stepped forward eagerly and gave the young rascal's head a pat.
"You little rascal, your granddad and granny were almost worried sick, where did you run off to?"