When these words fell, the two people over there were slightly stunned, and one of them lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, it will take some time." ”

With that, they continued their work.

Wen Xian stared at them casually, dialed a phone call, and walked leisurely towards the sofa and sat down.

The repairman saw her movements, and seemed to look behind him from time to time.

Wen Xian's phone call rang: "Hello?"

At this time, a man's voice came from the phone, and he asked:

"Hello, this is 110, do you need help now?"

Wen Xian noticed that the person at the entrance was looking over, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said with a chuckle: "Yes, your things have fallen on me, come and pick them up at my house." ”

As soon as these words came out, the other end of the phone was stunned, and then confirmed again:

"Miss, are you not very convenient now?

Wen Xian chuckled again, played with her beautiful nails, and said unhurriedly:

"Yes, you still remember the address of my house, but it has been half a year since you last came, Tomson Yipin**Building**Household, don't make a mistake, I'm waiting for you." ”

The other side of the phone immediately said: "Okay, Miss, we will send the nearest comrade over immediately!"

Wen Xian answered and hung up the phone, but instead of putting it down, she continued to pretend to be on the phone.

After all, she was still on the phone, and these two people didn't dare to come up and do anything.

In doing so, she also gave the police some time.

Yes, after she recorded the evidence just now, she directly reported to the police, if she was looking for a property, what if the property was also bought?

So, she can only trust the police.

And now, when Wen Xian looked over again, he just happened to bump into a gaze that came over.

The other party was wearing a mask, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

But the man quickly avoided his gaze.

But the eyes between people are so subtle that it's easy to detect that something is wrong, and one of the maintenance workers has a screwdriver in his hand.

It's just that at this moment, Wen Xian flipped up his bag and held his mobile phone at the same time, and the old bank played a role, pretending to be on the phone:

"Eh, Sister Ling, I seem to have lost something, did it fall somewhere? ”

As soon as these words came out, the maintenance worker over there was suddenly stunned, looking busy, but his ears were listening to every move here.

Wen Xian glanced at them, thinking about the thing he had guessed, and simply said directly:

"What else could it be, it's that USB flash drive, the file you gave me needs to be copied down, it's silver, it's not big, I haven't used it yet. ”

As she said this, she deliberately observed the two men.

Sure enough, when the two repairmen heard these words, they didn't even notice a pause in their movements.

It's clearly distracted.

Wen Xian: "......"

When she spoke again, she pretended to be helpless and said, "What?

I don't know what was said over there, she sighed:

"Forget it, if you lose it, you lose it, anyway, I haven't used it yet, there is no information about us in it, just buy another one. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two people at the door: "......"

Wen Xian's phone call was finally over, she got up, and then walked to the entrance.

The two people at the door were inexplicably tense.

Wen Xian looked at them—