"I don't want a factory director, I just want him to live well. Zheng Sanmei wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

"Okay, as long as you can do any of them, you can do it. Zhang Weiwen seems to be very talkative.

Zheng Sanmei left in a hurry.

Zhang Weiwen stood at the door and looked twice, closed the door again, and went upstairs.

Upstairs, the man and the woman were still entangled without shame.

Ling Peng closed his eyes in pain, tears kept falling, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Zhang Weiwen walked in, looked at Ling Peng expressionlessly, then walked to the side of the bed, raised his leg and kicked the two of them who were twisted into twists, and said coldly: "It's endless, isn't it? ”

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

The two of them immediately separated, grabbed something at random, wiped them clean, put on their clothes and followed out.

Zhang Weiwen returned downstairs and walked into the kitchen.

The two men in the back also arrived, and the three of them worked together to remove the dilapidated kitchen cabinet.

Underneath the kitchen cabinet was an iron plate.

Zhang Weiwen pulled hard, and there was a cellar under the iron plate.

There were two dozen large wooden boxes in the cellar.

In the corner was a square table, full of messes.

The woman stayed on it to wash rice and cook.

Zhang Weiwen took the man down, and when he got to the bottom, the two opened a wooden box first.

Inside, there was a faint little girl, who looked no more than three or four years old.

Carambola Xi was stunned for a moment, and was about to take a closer look, when suddenly her eyes turned black, and her head hurt for a while, and she hurriedly withdrew her consciousness.

This is the result of an overdraft.

Carambola Creek ran to the kitchen and poured a large glass of milk to drink, the things in the kitchen now have a very strong aura, but it can relieve her excessive pain.

It's just that for the time being, she can't "see" the situation inside.

After drinking two cups, Carambola Creek took another red heart dragon fruit and returned outside, scooping it while thinking about what it saw.

She thinks that this should be the real Zhang Weiwen.

No matter how crazy a white person is, there should be a bottom line, they shouldn't be able to roll like that in front of people, right?

If it's true that Zhang Weiwen is back, then, that kid ......

Carambola Xi sat up straight all of a sudden, threw the dragon fruit in his hand to the side, and quickly called up the system and drew it.

The things that the divine sense can see can't take screenshots, and the pictures that can be intercepted don't have such a substantive thing, so only she has to make evidence.

Anyway, what she drew is true.

Half an hour later, Carambola Creek regained some of her spirits slightly.

She didn't dare to use her divine sense anymore, she only listened to the movement inside, made sure that Zhang Weiwen and they were still busy inside, and listened to the movement outside to make sure that it was safe, so she exited the 33rd floor, turned back from the courtyard the same way, and rode to the city bureau.

The city bureau is still busy.

The doorman was pouring water into the teapot, with his back to this side.

Carambola Creek rode quickly past the window of the guard's room, and as soon as his hand was raised, something floated in through the crack in the window and landed firmly on the table, which was very conspicuous.

It was a self-made white envelope containing a photograph she had made, with the words "Mo Wenxiao receiving, urgent" written on it.

Carambola Creek rode out of the way, found a place to change clothes, turned around again, and swaggered into the gate of the city bureau: "Uncle, is Team Mo here?"

She is so upright, and she is sure that there is no such artifact as cameras on the streets and alleys now.

"Team Mo is in the office, huh, aren't you the little girl who came before?" the doorman turned and recognized Carambola Creek.

"yes, I've been here a few times. Carambola Xi nodded with a smile and parked the car next to the guard's room, "Uncle, I'll talk to Team Mo and leave, the car will be here first, you can help me take a look." ”

"Okay. The doorman put the thermos away, smiled and nodded, and walked slowly to the table with the teapot.

Carambola Creek parked the car slowly, locked the chain, and walked in slowly, counting in his heart.

Five...... Four...... Three...... Two......

"Little girl, you wait. Later, the doorman shouted, "There's a letter here for Team Mo, can you help me bring it in?" I'm only one person here, and I can't leave." ”

"Mm-hmm, yes. Carambola Creek turned back enthusiastically.

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