Chapter 387 Barging into the Wrong ce


    Inch’s reaction, although intense, did not surprise me.


    It was only natural given the circumstances. After a moment of panic, he quickly regained his


    composure and restarted the car. He nced at me and asked, "How did you... find out?"


    I pursed my lips, feeling a heavy sense of unease in my heart. "The Youngs have been having one


    problem after another, and Idris has been targeted multiple times. The police know he''s in Lake City,


    but he hasn''t shown himself. He''s hiding in the shadows, and it''s truly despicable."


    Inch pressed his lips together slightly and asked, "So, the police only know he''s in Lake City but


    haven''t found him yet?"


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    I nodded, feeling mentally exhausted. "You should be careful too. This maniac deliberatelye to


    Lake City, and he''s undoubtedly targeting us."


    He acknowledged with a grunt and fell silent.


    Before long, the car arrived at Charlie''s vi. Having been here a few times before, I was already


    familiar with the ce. I got out of the car and entered the courtyard. It was cold, and there were


    hardly any people outside, which made the open space unsettling.


    Inside the hall, Charlie was having tea with someone, or rather, he was the one drinking while the


    other person stood respectfully, seemingly listening to his instructions.


    The standing man was someone I had seen a few times before. He had a crew cut, slightly tanned


    skin, and his facial features resembled those of Southeast ra’s descendants. He always wore a


    stern expression, and his aura was quite intimidating. Although I had seen him a few times, I had


    never spoken to him.


    When Charlie saw me arrive, he did not say much to the man. He simply told him, "You can go


    attend to your duties."


    The man nodded and turned to leave.


    I was genuinely curious about him and could not help but nce at him a few times. Charlie noticed


    my gaze and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Is he your type?"


    I snapped out of my thoughts and quickly shook my head, furrowing my brows. "I was just curious. I


    feel like I''ve seen him somewhere before, but I can''t quite ce it."


    He chuckled lightly and did not respond to myment. Instead, he said, "Let''s go. I''ll take you to


    see those two little guys."


    With that, he stood up and led me upstairs. It must be good to have money as Charlie had


    dedicated an entire floor of his spacious vi to raise two stray cats. He had even set up several


    natural cat trees for them. The two little ones seemed to have gotten used to their surroundings.


    They were ying in the room, and as soon as they saw us, they ran toward us, rubbing against our


    legs.


    Charlie picked up the little female cat and casually handed me the small male cat, saying, "Here,


    you can y with them."


    I was taken aback for a moment but then epted the little kitten. They had improved a lot since I


    last saw them. Their fur was much smoother, and both the mother and her kitten had a tricolor coat,


    which made them look adorable.


    "Have you given them names?" I stroked the small kitten, and my tense and nervous emotions from


    the police station seemed to dissipate.


    He raised an eyebrow, looking at me. "You can name them."


    I was a bit surprised, but after a moment of thought, I did not hesitate to say, "The little female cat


    will be called Furball, and the little male cat will be called Egg."


    The corner of his mouth started twitching, and his expression was inscrutable. He remarked


    sarcastically, "You''re quite good at naming things."


    I pursed my lips and said, "Then why don''t you give them names yourself?"


    He replied, "Cotton, Candy."


    I…


    I paused for a moment but found that the name actually sounded quite nice. I said, "The mother cat


    is Cotton, and the kitten is Candy?"


    He nodded.


    I could not deny that they were nice names. I said, "Then let''s go with that." With that said, I started


    to murmur to the two cats.


    His phone rang, and he put down the cats to answer the call. Cotton was frolicking around the


    room, clearly delighted, while Candy, being smaller, took little steps trying to follow its mother.


    Bang! A decorative item on a shelf was knocked over by Cotton. I got up to pick it up and noticed


    something unusual when I put it back. Behind the shelf, a hidden door had opened automatically,


    and the shelf had moved aside as well.


    A secret door!


    These words immediately shed in my mind as I peered into the dark interior of the secret door.


    There were no lights inside, but there was one at the entrance. I opened it and went inside. In no


    time, I reached a staircase, leading to what seemed like another set of rooms.


    Theyout inside was cold and dark, with predominantly somber ck decor. There was a neatly


    made bed, giving the impression that someone rested here almost daily. On the bedside table, there


    were several guns neatly arranged.


    Guns?!


    At first, I thought they were toy guns, but upon closer inspection, they were real firearms. Realizing


    this, a shiver ran down my spine, and goosebumps erupted all over my body.


    The room had argeyout, with numerous cabs. I had no idea what was inside, so I opened


    one and was stunned by what I found.


    Except for a red sandalwood box that was ced conspicuously, the rest were filled with neatly


    arranged gold bars. There were so many gold bars that it exceeded myprehension.


    "You seem curious about my bedroom," a voice came from behind me.