Evidence of the interview......

Ning Jin glanced at the secret room, isn't this just in front of him!

"Hua Shao, I haven't finished what I said just now, I suspect that Cuiwei's secret room leads to the destination where she met Zhenyu. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Moreover, it is estimated that they met half an hour ago, because after the ecstasy incense came in, half of Cuiwei's body was still in the secret room."

"So......" Ning Jin blinked at the video with wide eyes: "Hua Shao, it's okay, I'll hang up here first, and then go to the secret room to explore after I restore the information to its original state." ”

"Hmmm! Note that the full word "...... has not been spoken, and the video has been interrupted.

Hua Shao stared at the screen of the transparent phone expressionlessly for a long time before looking away.

The video hangs so neatly, and the words before the feelings are just on the lips!

Ning Jin held the transparent mobile phone, her eyes were shining with smugness, girl, let you ignore me before! Let you taste it, too.

The wandering gaze swept to the scattered folders on the ground, and the joy faded away.

After putting away the transparent mobile phone, Ning Jin began to sort out the folders that had been half organized, and all the documents were arranged one by one in the original order.

I originally wanted to see if there was a pistol in the safe, but I was shocked by this unexpected "surprise", which can be regarded as a different kind of gain!

After returning the safe to its original position, Ning Jin's gaze circled around the room, it was impossible for a woman like Cuiwei not to even have a pistol for defense.

The bedroom is not big, it is not small, if the bedroom is turned upside down, it will naturally be found, but in this way, when Cuiwei wakes up, he will definitely find that the bedroom has been flipped.

Where should it be hidden?

When a person suddenly breaks into the bedroom, the person's first reaction should be to be defensive.

Only when you sleep in the bedroom, sleeping, bed?

Ning Jin's eyes were under the pillow, and the bedside table was found, but no.

After a few steps to the bed, Ning Jin turned over the pillow, the joy on his face disappeared, and there was still no ......

Where will it be?

Ning Jin stood at the head of the bed, his eyes were still staring at the head of the bed, and the pistol must be on the bed.

The weapon of defense can only be within reach, and the first reaction of a person who is suddenly frightened is to sit up, and after getting up in bed, the body will lean against the head of the bed, and the position of the hand is just attached to the back of the bed.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Ning Jin bent forward and pouted his buttocks, kneeling and groping in the gap between the bed.

Suddenly, a flash of joy swept across her eyes.

"Sure enough."

She reached in and touched a soft gap, and her whole hand reached in, and the cold touch made Ning Jin excited.

This is the weapon she is most familiar with, and she doesn't need to look at the information that has already popped up in her mind.

QSG98 pistol!

Fires DAP 9mm pistol rounds, but also balabylum rounds.

The total length of the gun is 199 mm, the mass of the whole gun is 0.76 kg, the barrel is 111 mm long, and it is fed with a double-row double-feed magazine of 15 rounds, and the effective range is 50 meters.

The jet-black pistol was dazzling in the light, and Ning Jin couldn't put it down and stroked the body of the gun.

I didn't expect Cuiwei to get such a good pistol, the QSG98 pistol in her hand is her usual pistol, and its function is ranked fifth in the world, except that it has been worn on her during the mission.

The old things that I hadn't seen for three years were suddenly seen, although they were not original, they were just temporary substitutes, which still made Ning Jin very excited.

Looking at the entrance of the secret room, Ning Jin's eyes lit up, weapons! Pregnant! Is there a big move waiting for her next?

She put everything she had moved in the same place, the sharp knife stuck behind her back, and the pistol in her hand was clenched and walked towards the secret room.

Originally, Ning Jin thought that the entrance to this secret room was a staircase design, but he didn't expect that his feet would fall into the real world.

Slowly approaching in a defensive posture, the cold touch of the glass on the soles of her feet could not extinguish the fiery passion in her heart,

It's been three years, she hasn't used a gun in three years, and she feels a little impatient.

THE FLOOR OF THE PASSAGE IS PAVED WITH 12MM THICK GLASS BRICKS, AND THE SIDES OF THE PASSAGE ARE PAVED WITH LIGHT BLUE AND PALE YELLOW PLAIN TILES.

A faint light hangs on the lamp in five steps, which is not dazzling, and can see the movement in front clearly.

They have spent a lot of energy and money on this secret path!

NOT TO MENTION THE 12MM BACK GLASS LAID ON THE GROUND, LET'S JUST TALK ABOUT THE SUHUA TILES PASTED ON BOTH SIDES OF THE AISLE, AFTER COMING IN FROM CUIWEI'S BEDROOM, IT TOOK A FULL SIXTEEN MINUTES.

According to the market factory price: one inch of plain flowers is equal to 1,000 yuan per square meter, but she has already walked nearly 350 meters, Ning Jin smacked her mouth, my obedient yo, this can buy a house in the suburbs.

Thinking of this, Ning Jin was a little skeptical, since he quietly spent such a lot of money here, it would definitely take a group of laborers to do it.

Everything is done, there is a shadow, but Yongling City has never had such news......

What about these people?

Thinking of Cuiwei's basement being cut out and locked in a cage, her face sank.

If this is really what she thinks, then the decision-maker of this decision must have a heart like ice for ten thousand years and despise life.

Thinking about it, Ning Jin's spirit was not slacking off for a moment, and after being woken up by Hua Shao's stick, she paid attention to the safety of her surroundings at any time.

After continuing to walk for another five or six minutes or so, Ning Jin vaguely saw another exit.

Because he was barefoot, and it was a glass floor, he didn't approach it carelessly.

Suddenly, a thin and weak voice came into Ning Jin's ears, and she sped up, her voice becoming clearer and clearer.

They're all night owls!

She had a task ahead of her, so she hadn't been put into bed in the middle of the night.

But why don't they sleep in the middle of the night?

Can't you talk about it during the day?

This exit was blocked by a piece of wood, Ning Jin estimated that this was also a wardrobe, her disgusted Nunu mouth, leaned down, her ears were close to the wooden wardrobe, and the conversation in the room clearly entered her ears.

"Still no results."

"She's out of use, find someone to replace her."

"You can do it yourself."

It turned out to be a phone call! Did she think it was two people talking?

There was a long silence in the room, and Ning Jin estimated that someone was talking on the other end of the phone.

It's just that Zhenyu said that there is no result, is it a matter of Lintian International Hotel?

Who does he mean by "she"? Cuiwei?

Ning Jin frowned and thought, these words have no beginning or end.

In fact, Ning Jin's guess is not far from ten, and the person in Zhenyu's mouth is "Cuiwei".

The matter is also the matter of Lintian International Hotel, this matter is too big, and people who are far away in Kyoto have put pressure on him.