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... ards HK, she asked "Give me the Blueprint"

Opening the blueprint of the villa on his cellphone, HK immediately passed it to Sia.

After a brief look, Sia pointed at one area and said "This place doesn't look right. Let's check this place"

"This is.... The servant room I guess? But we did not find them anywhere there" HK responded.

"Let's check it out first," Sia said before marching towards the villa.

Not long after, Sia and HK arrived at the location. One ...

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