Luo Xiao heard that and hurried over.

"This may be the head of the fire." The first person to find here speculated.

He didn't express any opinion, just squatted down and observed carefully.

And picked up a charred branch and clattered on the ground, as if looking for something.

After a while, he stood up again: "The fire is not here. You see, there is a layer of soil under the fire marks, and there are also burn marks under the soil. I think it should be here after the fire was discovered." People just cover it up."

While talking, Luo Xiao's eyes were attracted by something exposed on the ground.

He bent down again.

A metal thing, although it was blackened by the fire, its original color can still be seen.

The thing looked so familiar to him that he couldn't help reaching out and digging around it.

The few people standing beside him still looked at him suspiciously.

Soon, though, they saw the wreckage of a mobile phone leaking out.

*

"Did you find any clues about Yang in the past today?"

Over the past few days, because of this matter, Qi Yemo's head has grown a lot of white hair.

"I found some clues about the young master today." Luo Xiao walked up to Qi Yemo and took out the broken cell phone from his pocket.

Holding it, Qi Yemo's eyes became serious.

He turned around slowly, walked to the study window, and looked at the sky outside.

No one noticed that tears were welling up in his eyes at this moment.

This is my son's cell phone.

It is exactly the same as Chenchen's.

Not only that, there are still letters of Yang Yang's initials on the back cover of the phone.

"You go out first, I want to be alone." He said, he raised his left hand and waved it lightly.

*

When Luo Xiao retreated from Qi Yemo's study, he happened to catch up with Qin Huo coming in from the outside.

"Any news about Young Master Yangyang?"

"Just found his phone today and it has been burned."

Qin Huo's heart sank.

If Yang Yang is missing, if he is still alive, if the phone is still on him, then there is still hope of finding him.

But now it seems that hope is fading little by little.

The phone is gone, even if Young Master Yangyang is still alive, it is like finding a needle in a haystack.

If he was ill and was taken in by kind people, no one would know his true identity, let alone actively looking for him.

The kindling and dashing of hope is so fleeting.

"In my opinion, if it really doesn't work, we have to release the information to the outside world. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to achieve anything. The longer this time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to Young Master Yangyang."

In fact, Luo Xiao had always wanted to do this, but Qi Yemo kept telling them to keep their word.

When Yang Yang's cell phone was found, he thought it was time to do so.

Qin Huo frowned: "Your method may not be feasible, master..." He swallowed half of his words.

This really made them feel a little embarrassed.

Obviously everyone has the same goal, but they are doing contradictory things.

*

"It's been more than a month since the message was sent out, did you receive anything useful?"

Qin Huo shook his head with a serious face: "There is still no definite news. In the early days, there will be a few calls to me, but after verification, they are all wrong. There are even scam calls."

Qi Yemo nodded: "Okay, you go out."

After speaking, he threw the tenth cigarette that was about to burn out into the ashtray in front of him.

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