"You have been away for more than five years with your nephew. You haven't called the police or worried about his life's safety?" Yin He became more and more serious.

Yi Yahui sighed and said, "How can I not worry? I almost completely let go of the company in the first year he left. I climbed over twenty mountains in China in a year just to get him out, but it was useless! I couldn't find it at all!"

This is consistent with the dividend data obtained by Yin He. His performance fell a lot that year, but it rose rapidly the next year.

"Later, I could only accept reality. As long as I knew he was still alive and lived well, I would manage the company well so that he would not lack money to spend."

Yin He continued to ask: "How did you contact us in the past few years and how did you transfer money."

"He contacted me, usually one month or one video call, not fixed, and only one call lasted half a year," Yi Yahui said, "The first transfer was to transfer to the bank card, but later it was changed to using WeChat, and he transferred 20,000 yuan a month.

In order to make sure he is still safe, I tried to send him 200 red envelopes every day, but most of the time I didn't answer. He probably turned off the phone and only turned on it once a while."

Yin He touched his chin and thought to himself that he had given Yun Zheyue 200 red envelopes every day to confirm that she was depressed after the divorce and was safe and sound!

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt so noble!

Why didn't you think of it before?

Retrieving his thoughts from the scene, Yin He asked again, "When you passed the video before, did you have any screenshots? Maybe I can find his location through the screenshots."

"Yes, but it shouldn't be of use. He was videotaping in the room, and the curtains were still pulled. I thought about what you said, and I have recorded the sounds," Yi Yahui picked up her phone and suddenly said, "I just changed to Huawei 1, and those screenshots and recordings are gone!"

So, the call records are gone, Yin He thought, is this a coincidence?

Yi Yahui said again, "I have a transfer record on WeChat. Do you want to read it?"

Yin He waved his hand, that meaningless, "Auntie, before Dabao left, did he have any emotional experiences or did he know any strange people."

"It shouldn't be. He usually reads books and surfs the Internet at home. I cook them for him when I go back. He loves to eat the food I cook. As for whether he knows anyone online, I don't know," Yi Yahui sighed, "I also think it's not good for him. He should have more contact with the outside world, but when the child is older, I really can't control him."

In fact, Dabao's aunt is not very old, and it seems that she is only 9 years older than Dabao and less than forty years old, but her tone is comparable to Yin He's mother.

Yin He has no other problems for the time being. He was silent for a moment, "Auntie, I don't know what the company has developed for so many years, this..."

"Oh, wait a moment," Yi Yahui opened a folder on the computer. "All the company's accounts have been here over the years, and there is also an account book locked up by me. I will take it over for you tomorrow."

"I'd better send professionals to see you. I'm not proficient in these," Yin He stood up, "Then see you tomorrow, oh, and also, if Dabao calls you again, please let him call me, and I'm willing to ask for immortality."
Chapter completed!