One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 642 The Locked Room Door

Calvin let go of the mouse and sighed, "The plane that took mommy has gone out of the airspace of

this country and reached the airspace of other countries, so the satellite surveillance was automatically

turned off."

Otherwise, the country would be involved in the crime of spying on another country, which,

internationally, would cause disputes.

"So that's how it is." Jessie and the others nodded in a dazed manner.

Stanley wrinkled his brow and said nothing.

Jessie said to him, "Mr. Murphy, so what do we do now? Should we stop going to the country the plane

entered and use their satellites to track it again?"

"It's useless." At that moment, Calvin suddenly shook his head.

The crowd looked to him.

He scratched his hair and said, "Not all countries have satellites, the country we just saw the plane

enter is still in the middle of the pack at the moment and hasn't made its own satellite at all, so it's

useless."

"So, then, we've completely lost track of Violet now?" Jessie's eyes went wide. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Calvin clenched his little fist, "You could say that."

"No matter what, I have to find Violet." Stanley stood up and looked at Calvin, "Calvin, consolidate all

the countries in the direction the plane flew to, I'll look for them one country at a time, also, take a copy

of the surveillance just now down and give it to the identification section of the police, so they can

check the origin of the plane."

Things like planes, unlike cars, are all over the place.

And the planes are loaded with location systems, so if you find the factory data of that plane and then

check the factory department of the plane, you can definitely lock the plane's location system and then

find the location of the plane.

"I got it, daddy." Calvin nodded heavily before his fingers tapped on the keyboard once more.

Stanley called Fraser out of the hotel, not knowing what to do.

On the island, Violet stood on the beach for almost two hours until the sky gradually darkened and the

sea breeze picked up, the maid came out of the villa with a jacket, "Madam, it's going to rain, let's go

back first."

The maid unfolded the jacket and tried to drape it on Violet.

Violet wanted to refuse, but then swallowed back her refusal when she thought that she had to keep

herself healthy and not get sick if she wanted to escape.

No matter what, even if she was now trapped on this deserted island, she couldn't lose hope, she still

had to find a way to escape from here, and even if she couldn't escape, she still had to find a way to

reach Stanley.

"Thanks." Violet put on her jacket, and her body, which had been a bit chilled by the wind, became

warm at once.

The maid retreated to the side, "You're welcome, ma'am, let's go back."

The maid said it again.

Violet finally looked at the ocean in front of her and nodded, "Okay."

The two men turned and walked towards the villa.

Back at the villa, the maid poured her a glass of water.

After Violet took it, her eyes flashed and she asked, "Are you the only one maid here? Is there others

like a bodyguard or something."

"I'm the only one." The maid nodded.

Violet lifted her chin.

It seems to be true that there are no bodyguards left.

The one who brought her here was really confident that she couldn't run away, so he only arranged for

a maid and thought she could keep an eye on her.

Violet took a sip of water and put the cup down.

Seeing this, the maid asked again, "Would you like some fruit?"

Violet shook her head, "No, I don't have an appetite."

"Okay." The maid responded.

Violet lowered her eyelids, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a few seconds, her eyes suddenly lit up and she looked at the maid, "The meal is good, but the

vegetables are just a bit less fresh. Is there no fresh vegetables?"

The maid sighed, "It's like this, ma'am, the vegetables you ate at noon were picked from the ground

and then expedited to this island, but this island is so far from the mainland that it takes two days to

drive the boat, so when they were delivered, they must not have been as fresh as when they were just

picked."

Hearing these words, Violet's heart thumped very fast.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

It had just occurred to her that many of the ingredients in the meal she had eaten for lunch were not

from this island.

Since it's not from the island, it must have been sent from the mainland, so it was sent, except by boat

or by plane.

Then she so tentatively questioned, and really asked, that on this island, there would be boats bringing

ingredients over.

She just didn't know when it would be sent.

Thinking, Violet deliberately asked, "Is that so? Do you send vegetables over every two days?"

If so, she could get hold of the information on the grocery delivery vessel and then take the opportunity

to slip on board and leave.

However the maid shook her head, "No, because I'm basically the only one on the island, and Sir and

Miss only come occasionally, so the boats that deliver the vegetables don't come at a fixed time, it's

always Sir who asks the delivery people to come."

At those words, Violet's originally excited heart instantly cooled down.

She could not believe it.

Then, in that case, she couldn't really grasp the information about the ship, not good enough to plan an

escape route.

For a moment, Violet's mood became sullen.

When the maid saw her like this, she couldn't be bothered and quietly retreated.

After the maid left, Violet rubbed her temples and stood up, and started wandering around the living

room, trying to find if there was a phone or something.

When she had come downstairs before, she had been in sight of the maid, so she hadn't dared to look

so openly, and now that the maid was out, it was good for her.

However the living room looked down, not to mention the phone call, Violet did not even see the TV.

She just didn't know if the man didn't install a TV on purpose, or if he didn't think to do so.

Violet shook her head and dropped her gaze upstairs.

She squeezed her palms, ready to go upstairs and see if there was a cell phone or something.

Thinking, Violet looked around to make sure there were no maid around before lifting the hem of her

skirt and heading upstairs.

She made her way to the second floor first, and after much hesitation, put her hand to the door of the

room where the thing was hanging.

On the way to reach over, Violet's hands were trembling, because this was the first time she had

entered someone's room without permission, like a thief.

All she had in her heart was nothing but apology and fear, fear that if the owner would came back later.

But in order to reach Stanley and get out of here, she had no other choice but to do so.

"I'm sorry!" Violet murmured in a small voice before turning the door handle.

Unfortunately, though, the door to the room was locked, and Violet could not open it.

This caused Violet to lose.

Looks like the people who live in this house are very vigilant, locking their rooms when they go out.

Violet let go of her hand and looked to the other room on this floor.

The other two rooms were unlocked, but there weren't any electronics inside except for the furniture

elevator.

Looks like there's no hope for the second floor.

Violet sighed and walked towards the third floor.

The third floor was the floor of the room she stayed in before, the one she stayed in, and instead of

going there, she went straight towards the other rooms.

This time, Violet encountered another obstacle; several rooms on the third floor, just like the one on the

second floor where someone was staying, were locked and she couldn't enter.

This made Violet annoyed and devastated, but at the same time, there was some vague hope.

To be able to lock the room, it seems there must be something important in there.

She didn't know what it was, but she had to find a way to find out, just in case there was something that

connected to the outside world.