Chapter 390 (1/2)

Five minutes later, the infrared system in the room was still on, but Luo Fanxing could walk around the room safely.

Luo Fanxing quickly locked the table where Leslie's personal photos were placed.

Luo Fanxing glanced at the picture placed on the table. It was an image of a real person, Leslie's own.

Looking at the smiling man on the photo, Luo Fanxing showed a look of disgust.

A very narcissistic peacock.

Luo Fanxing opened the drawer under the desk and saw some documents that were very important to the whole royal family. It was a pity that these documents were irrelevant to her.

When she scanned these documents, she accidentally saw a document about Fu'an town.

Fu'an town!

That's the name again.

It seems that the royal family loves this place so much! Even Leslie was so persistent that he appeared in Liangcheng one after another in the name of charity. In fact, he had been looking for something in Fu'an town.

The person the royal family is looking for is in Fu'an town! Or once in Fu'an town!

For so long, I have been looking for those people in the original list.

Woman! In his forties, he lived in Fu'an town more than 20 years ago.

This is the only similarity. No one knows that one person is missing from the list, but Luo Fanxing knows.

If you say

If the royal family is looking for a mother, then behind this

Luo Fanxing's expression sank. At this moment, she suddenly turned back and looked in the direction of the door.

Outside, there were footsteps at the end of the corridor. It was very light. There was only one person.

A person, the person who comes to this room, except Leslie, should not be anyone else.

Luofanxing dodged and disappeared into the darkness.

Soon, the sound of opening the door came from the door, and then a shadow appeared at the door.

Leslie glanced at the quiet room, reached out, pressed the disarming system, and went straight into the room.

Leslie came to the desk, opened the drawer, glanced at the documents inside, and then reached out to take out the bottom document about Fu'an town.

Leslie looked at the information, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Your Highness." A voice came from the door. It was Kevin, the Royal agent.

"Come in." Leslie said coldly in a calm voice.

Kevin walked in, came to Leslie and nodded gently: "Your Highness, the president said that no matter how much it costs, you should find someone as soon as possible. I'm afraid Mr. Wei can't hold out for a few days now."

Leslie heard what Kevin said and slapped him on the table.

"It still needs his orders. Of course, I know that no matter how much it costs, we must find that person. Only when we find that person can we find that thing." Leslie's expression sank, gloomy and terrible: "that thing only belongs to the royal family."

Kevin bowed his head and dared not say anything more.

Leslie was a little unhappy: "weimingyang can't die until he finds something. Tell the Royal medical team that if they want to live longer, they will keep an eye on me. If weimingyang makes any mistakes, none of them will want to walk out of the treatment room alive."

"Yes, your highness." Kevin nodded.

"Step back." Leslie leaned lazily against the chair behind him, reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows, as if he was worried.

Kevin nodded and retreated silently, but when Kevin retreated to the door, Leslie called him back.

"Albert cannot leave the royal family if necessary."

Kevin hears the speech, nods his head gently and walks out.