Ying Mingxin said to the security guard, "Hello, I'm looking for the owner of xx."
"Do you mean the homeowner, or Mr. Xu, who was renting the place?" The security guard flipped through his notebook and asked.
"I'm looking for Mr. Xu. Is he here?" Ying Mingxin replied.
The security guard said in confusion, "Didn't he tell you that he'd already moved out?"
"What? He moved out?!" Ying Mingxin was stunned. "I only spoke to him on the phone the day before yesterday, and he never mentioned anything! When did he move out?"
The security guard shrugged and said, "Come to think of it, we found it strange too. He moved out overnight yesterday. At the time, the homeowner even told us that Mr. Xu was acting very strangely. The homeowner said that if he left early, his deposit and everything else wouldn't be refunded, but Mr. Xu didn't seem to care at all."
Everyone exchanged glances. It was obvious that something was fishy without needing to think too much. What made Chu Chen think even more was that they had only brought this matter up last night, yet Xu Yueshui had moved out overnight. Could that really be just a coincidence? It probably wasn't that simple.
With that thought, Chu Chen asked the security guard, "Do you know where he moved to?"
The security guard shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. In fact, it wasn't just him—even the landlord had no idea where the man had gone.
Although the answer was within his expectations, Chu Chen still felt somewhat disappointed. Since they could no longer obtain any useful information here, they could only return.
When they arrived at Mao Jiancheng's antiques shop, everyone was stunned after hearing the news. They then began discussing what the reason could