William saw the people in the room leaning on the soft leather sofa through the little crack in the door.

"Recently the police... have been watching..."

In such a late night, Earl Vito was wearing a nightgown and was talking to the stooped thin senior executive. The light shone on them, and the elongated figure fell indistinctly at the door, as if an evil spirit was spying on the crack of the door. .

Something rubbed past his feet, and the furry feeling made people feel creepy in the middle of the night. William looked down without changing his expression, it was a cat.

He watched the cat lick its lips, stared at William in this quiet environment and meowed.

The conversation in the room stopped instantly, and the butler looked up at the door: "Count, it should be Lucas calling."

Lucas, a tabby cat owned by Meredith, forages at night but doesn't like to bark.

The count narrowed his eyes, and his voice turned cold: "Go out and have a look."

The butler quietly pushed the door open and walked out, holding the cane on the wall in his hand as if it were a weapon in front of him.He turned his head and looked sharply, only to see the tabby cat leaning against the wall, stretching its hind legs and licking its fur conscientiously.

He went out and looked around, not letting go of any corner, but he still returned without success.

He stood there for a while, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement around him. William didn't have time to climb the wall, but walked into the villa and hid in a room where there was a discarded piano. The door was ajar. He could see all the structures in the room, and when the housekeeper passed by, he didn't suspect that the possible thief would run in.

The count also lost interest in the conversation, put down the cigar in his hand, and stopped chatting with the butler who returned in vain.

Listening to the movement outside the room, William slowly returned to calm, and it took a while before he took any action.A slender figure flashed out of the room, because the cat increased their vigilance, and for safety reasons, the wisest choice for him was to leave here quickly to avoid being discovered.

Although reason makes this choice, when William thinks of Maggie whose life or death is uncertain, he can no longer move away.

What would Maggie do if he was gone?

Could she be tortured, a person too scared to know what to do?

The thought of Maggie not being able to ask them for help, being at the mercy of others

The crying face... His footsteps could no longer move.

His knowledge cannot allow him to solve the predicament in front of him now, even the most intelligent lone wolf will lose the ability to judge due to the change of the weather, he slowly retreated to the room, suddenly born to stay here until he finds Ma Ji's crazy idea.

He would be discovered sooner or later, reason let him go, but being an older brother couldn't do the most sensible thing.

He and Louis, without her by his side, he couldn't imagine their lives without Maggie.

On the bright side, they are protecting the innocent little sister. Who knows how much Maggie will influence them... Such a well-behaved and sensible child keeps them clean for the last time in this chaotic world place.

But the tabby cat seemed to like him very much. As soon as William sat on the ground, the cat came over and meowed and rubbed against his trouser legs, which made William feel bad.

As soon as he stooped out and hid in a corner of the villa hall, he heard footsteps walking towards the room he just stayed in. It was the housekeeper.

If he was still here, maybe he would be caught within 10 minutes, which was completely contrary to his original intention.

Maybe before Maggie found him, he would be caught.It doesn't matter whether they are thrown out or locked up. At that time, their hope of surviving will be even slimmer.

Although unwilling, William finally left Earl Vito's house first. Louis had been waiting for him. William came back with nothing. The two brothers didn't ask or say anything. They nestled on the unburned grass and opened their eyes. dawn.

Early the next morning, the children got up exhausted, looking at the orphanage where they could no longer live, they were a little at a loss for the future.

William showed a very different calmness among teenagers. He packed up the little things they had left, and took Louis to find Bertha's family. He knew too little. This time Maggie's disappearance must have something to do with the earl's family Connected.

Bertha's father was a helper at the dock, and his income was not high. He relied on his strength to eat, and he went out in the early morning before returning home at night.But now that his daughter is gone, his wife has been stimulated to a state of insanity, and his state is up and down. It is impossible for him to work with peace of mind.

Unable to find the murderer, the police station gave them a condolence money as compensation, which allowed them to support until today.

"Excuse me," Will

Lian smiled and asked him, "Did Earl Vito's family give Bertha any valuable gifts?"

The man was taken aback, because he didn't really know about it because he left early and returned late, but the red-haired woman beside him became agitated. She trembled uncontrollably, grabbed William's arm with her hands, and nodded emotionally: "Why don't you You know? I gave it... a green ring!"

green ring...

Bertha has a pair of beautiful green eyes, inherited from Bertha's mother, and to their surprise, when Bertha was found, the eyes were gouged out.

It's like a kind of equivalent exchange, a silent transaction of being selected.

Not long after they asked, Bertha's home welcomed another guest—the dean of the orphanage.She seemed to have been looking for them for a long time, because the orphanage was burned down, she looked very haggard now, and it could be seen that her hairstyle had been taken care of in a hurry. She held a shoe in her hand and looked anxiously at the two brothers.

"Is this Maggie's shoe? Someone found one on the pier..."

Hearing this sentence, Louis stared at the shoe with his pupils tight. He only saw a small section, but the style and newness of the pair of shoes... were exactly the same as those worn by Maggie.

The reason why he remembered so clearly was that after he was woken up by Maggie splashing water, it was he who put the shoes on the barefoot Maggie, and then they concentrated on fighting the fire.

All the smiles on the corners of William's mouth were restrained, and the corners of his mouth were flattened. When he was not smiling, his expressionless expression exuded an aura of not getting close to strangers.William reached out to take the shoe, which was too small, not as long as his palm.

The dean looked at the two brothers who were silent, and such a reaction was actually an answer.She couldn't bear to ask any more, so she lowered her voice to comfort them: "The person hasn't been found yet, the shoe may have fallen off accidentally."

William suddenly thought that Bertha was discovered in the sea.

His grip on the shoe was getting tighter and tighter.

……

Maggie was locked in a basement with no windows around, a simple bed and a table, plus a faintly glowing lamp hanging on the wall, constituted her current living environment.

There was enough food and water for her a day on the table, and there was a bucket in the corner for her to defecate. Maggie cried out without fear. She checked around and tried to find out what William had taught her in normal times.

A chance of escape.

Crying is the most useless method, William had told her.

The iron door was closed tightly, and no light from outside could penetrate.She tried to push and slap, but got no response.When she pressed her ear to the door, she could only hear a slight movement outside.

Judging from the surrounding situation, the other party did not let down her vigilance because she was a child.

The only exit was the iron door. Maggie only tried a little food and water, worried that she would be drugged, but it was absolutely impossible not to eat.These were what William taught her, and compared to other knowledge, this was the only thing Maggie could understand.

There was no physical discomfort after eating. After waiting for several hours, Maggie hid half of the food under the bed, and the rest went into her stomach.

She didn't dare to fall asleep at night. Although she was already very sleepy, she tried to keep herself awake to deal with possible dangerous moments.She also doesn't know what time it is, how long she has been locked up, and the rotation time of the sun and the moon seems to have passed only a few hours, and it seems to have passed a few days.

Until she heard the sound of unlocking the iron door.

Maggie got up from the bed and hid. She leaned against the wall and watched the man come down with food. The man's slender ankles were exposed in the straight trouser legs. He could tell from his figure that it was Count Vito's butler.

It's the housekeeper who treats them very well. Although he doesn't like to laugh usually, he always gives them more rewards. He is a kind-hearted person, and everyone outside says so.

But now, Maggie doesn't think so.

In her eyes, the butler had become a villain. She remembered that when she was resting at the entrance of the orphanage, she saw this trouser leg, which was exactly the same.

In other words, the housekeeper kidnapped her, and now, he keeps her here in captivity, like a small pet, providing her with food and water, but he doesn't know the reason.

She glanced at the door that was not tightly closed, and just as she had an idea, the housekeeper suddenly turned his face as if he had sensed it, and looked down at the direction where she was hiding: "Maggie, you can't run away from me."

The little girl stared at him. Although she didn't speak, her eyes were full of rejection.

He puts down his food and picks up the leftover plates from yesterday, before leaving

Like taking a deep look at her.

"Maggie, just stay here...you'll be fine."

So why is she here, or in this way?

She climbed the steps and ran towards the butler, but he had long legs and great strength. Before she could climb halfway, the iron door closed from the outside, and then there was the sound of locking.

No matter how much Maggie yelled for help, no matter how much she slapped, it was useless. When she was tired of slapping and her strength was exhausted, she slowly climbed down, nestled on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

She needs to save her energy, absolutely... Absolutely run out.

The butler came out from behind the garden, just in time to bump into Meredith who was going downstairs.

The young man looked down at the butler who was saluting him. From his direction, he saw that the butler was holding the key that had not been put back in his pocket.

Meredith's eyes were cold: "What have you been up to recently, and you haven't seen anyone?"

The butler still bent down and looked down. He was suddenly glad that he met the maid who gave her the plate instead of taking it back by himself. His movements were steady, and his voice did not change: "Master Meredith, it's been hot recently, the flowers in the garden It takes a lot of time to take care of…”

"Have you ordered me to do anything?"

Meredith stared at him for a while, then chuckled, "It's okay."

"Then I'll go to work first, young master."

Meredith watched him walk towards the back kitchen, and cast a curious look in the direction of the garden playfully.

He didn't go in the direction of the garden, but went upstairs. The butler who was hiding behind the door watched him go upstairs before looking away.

If he knew that Meredith was going upstairs to get the tools, he wouldn't be as calm as he is now.

Maggie was breaking her fingers, lying on the bed, trying to pretend that William was beside her and talking to herself to ease her emotions. She was actually very flustered, and suddenly encountered kidnapping for no reason. For a child who was only a few years old, it was a A very scary thing.

She guessed that William and Louis must be looking for her anxiously, but she didn't know where she was locked up.

The little girl sniffed, and she held her face and comforted herself in a low voice: "My brother said that crying is the most useless way...you can't cry."

But when she thought of being separated from her brothers for so long, thoughts flooded up, she covered her eyes, and wiped away the seeping tears with her sleeve sadly

Water, eyes flushed, like a red-eyed rabbit trying to suppress emotions.

The surroundings were very quiet, and Maggie was too tired to move, when suddenly a knocking sound was transmitted to her ears.

someone is coming? !

Is it my brother?

She quickly got out of bed, the fatigue just now seemed to have disappeared, she held up the hem of her skirt to avoid being tripped, and quickly climbed up the steps, and then heard a hard knocking sound, as if someone was knocking hard on the handle The thud of the lock.

Maggie responded to the knock on the other side of the door as if she was saved. She slammed on the iron door and called out to her brother.

And the other end suddenly became quiet, as if hearing her faint voice, holding her breath to identify again, when Maggie slammed on the door again, the other end finally confirmed that it was her, and raised the hammer in her hand to the top of her head, Then slam it down hard--

The voice was sharp and muffled, and Maggie covered her ears.

And the lock was finally overwhelmed, and it was smashed open. The young man stretched out his hand to grab the lock and threw it aside.

He didn't speak. When Maggie heard the sound of pulling the door, her eyes were suddenly stimulated by the white light and she couldn't open her eyes for a while, only to hear the young man above her head chuckle as if he had finally found a prey, stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, pulling her out.

"So you are here."

Maggie was a little dizzy, and Meredith picked her up, dropped the hammer, and strode away.

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