In less than two minutes, Quan Tianyou's car stopped at the villa's entrance. He and Andy, armed with pistols, quietly snuck in. This was the last place left; the likelihood of Tony being inside was high, and they couldn't afford to be careless.
Upon entering the villa, Quan Tianyou frowned at the furniture covered with dust cloths, feeling a bit disappointed. "Andy, this place looks like no one has stayed here. Did I really judge incorrectly?"
Quan Tianyou was convinced Tony would be in this memory-filled place for him, but now he found no trace of him.
Andy carefully searched around and found something new. "Chad, come over and take a look!"
Quan Tianyou quickly walked over to Andy's side and asked, "What did you find?"
"Chad, look, this window isn't fully closed. Normally, the windowsill should be covered in dust, but it's too clean. What does this imply?"
