The man's voice disappeared from the phone, and a few seconds later, the woman's voice returned with a hint of confusion and puzzlement:
"Strange, did he leave? I just finished pouring the water..."
Immediately, the voice on the phone became sharp and panicked,
"Baby, baby, where are you? Ma Xuan, hurry back, the baby is gone?"
Listening to the panicked cries on the phone, Ma Xuan's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked extremely ferocious as he stared hard at Feng Mu:
"Was it you?"
Feng Mu squeezed out a look of aggrievement: "You can't accuse me, I'm not even in the Prison Chief's position yet."
Ma Xuan said harshly: "Then let me go."
Feng Mu flatly refused: "No way, you can't go anywhere right now."
Ma Xuan's forehead veins popped as he listened to the cries calling his name on the phone, his neck swelling with tension, and he hoarsely said:
"Feng Mu, help me, I need to find my child."
