Nangong Yun stood in the blind corner of the camera, saw that there was no one around, and took out an old-fashioned mobile phone with a black and white screen from his handbag, the style of which had been discontinued a few years ago in the four empires, and he could only ask someone to buy it in Africa.

And this kind of mobile phone has one of the biggest advantages, that is, it cannot be connected to the network, and even top hackers cannot steal the information in the mobile phone, unless they get the communication card and read it with a machine.

Nangong Yun pressed the dial-through button after entering a string of numbers, and after the earpiece rang three times, she hung up the phone by herself, and then stared at the mobile phone screen a little irritably.

Three minutes later, the mobile phone began to vibrate, and Nangong Yun almost answered in seconds, and said excitedly in a low voice: "It's me!" You promised that the current success rate of this method is 100%, but now that my side has failed, how do you explain it?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to expect this result, and was stunned for a few seconds before the other party asked Nangong Yun to explain in detail the process of Erha being shaken and subdued.

After she finished speaking, the other party's voice changed but it became cold: "Miss Nangong Yun, the reason for the failure lies with you, not us!"

Nangong Yun frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Idiot, the target you want to kill is not an ordinary female college student with a high force value, but an awakened psychic master!

You do it yourself, don't bother us, we won't do this business!" the other party said angrily and hung up the phone directly.

Every president has an agreement with the heads of the major families, and in order to prevent the spiritualists and demons from being known, they can only tell the more reliable core members of the family's direct line.

Nangong Yun's status in the Nangong family was not higher than that of the side branch, so he didn't know about the existence of the spirit magician, and even the organization that used demonic beasts to harm people was only inadvertently known not long ago.

She wanted to know what was going on, but when she called the other party again, she was already told that there was no such number.

Immediately afterward, another phone received a refund from the previous organization.

Nangong Yun gritted his teeth, so he had to go back to the bedroom first with a gloomy face.

The birthday dinner ends.

Under the reluctant gaze of the second elder of Nangong, Nangong Yi and Lu Jinlan, he got into Mo Liangyu's car and left the old mansion and returned to the Purple Banquet Mansion.

The little girl got out of the car, picked up the big bag containing her loot today, and rushed back to the bedroom, and went to the small treasury with Mei Zizi.

Mo Liangyu, who ate a mouthful of soil, was angry and funny, but his eyes were full of spoiling.

After shaking and tidying up the small vault, he drilled into the space of consciousness.

Before the second unification, the information on the collection of black money by several students who helped Nangong Yunhe and her on the school forum, as well as the evidence of the relationship between the transferor and Nangong Yun's former assistant, were all sorted out.

After shaking the light and writing the title, Fu'er set the release time at one o'clock in the morning, and went to sleep after throwing it to the school forum.

At one o'clock in the morning on Monday, the post blew up a large number of night owls who hadn't slept yet, and students soon moved the evidence from the school forum to Weibo.

On Monday morning, Weibo and school forums fermented all night, and when Nangong Yun's public relations team found out, she was already in the top ten of the hot search list again because of black material.

On the bus to the 930 Festival.

Ning Zhixue didn't expect Shaoguang to really come, so she deliberately switched places with the girl who was originally sitting next to Shaoguang.

While touching up his makeup, he mocked in a low voice: "Ning Shaoguang, the 930 Music Festival is not a place for you to slap a swollen face and become fat." ”