Meng Chuyue thought for a moment, "Maybe it's someone close to the elders of the Song Family."
The old man clearly looked like a servant, Meng Chuyue, who had read many novels in her past life, thought that this man was most likely a confidant of Old Master Song.
Shen Ci quickly arrived as well.
He looked at the photos and videos Meng Chuyue had taken and said, "I know who he is, his name is Song Cheng, he was the trusted butler of Old Master Song, and after Old Master Song passed away, he became an ordinary servant at the Song Family's Medicine Hall."
Han Zheng pondered for a while, "It seems Old Master Song knew of your existence."
Shen Ci nodded, "It's not good to capture him now, let's come earlier tomorrow."
Meng Chuyue shook her head, "Why wait until tomorrow morning? Have you forgotten I have a space? We can stay here all night."
Shen Ci, "..."
He smiled, looked around the environment and said, "Okay, let's move the car a bit farther away."
"Okay."
