After Ning Jin finished breakfast, there was no sound in the living room, refused the fruit brought by the maid kindly, and continued to return to his bedroom under the servant's strange eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's no wonder that the servants will look at her with strange eyes, it is really Ning Jin who is a strange existence in the eyes of their new servants.

Except for three meals a day or occasionally appearing in a place other than the bedroom with Miss Cuiwei, the rest of the time he stays in the bedroom all day, and anyone who sees it will feel weird.

Ning Jin, who returned to the bedroom, naturally didn't have the time to guess the minds of these maids, the first thing she did was to turn on the computer, click on the video of the sticky flowers on satellite surveillance, and continue to monitor Cuiwei's words.

Cuiwei didn't have breakfast this morning, so she went down to the living room and drank a cup of red date milk tea and went to the bedroom.

Ning Jin didn't leave immediately after Cuiwei left the living room, but instead lingered in the living room for nearly ten minutes before leaving.

In the display screen, the black and white dots and the slight frequency sizzling sound made Ning Jin's magic extremely serious.

This is the picture and sound that is displayed when the signal is interfered with!

I didn't expect Zhenyu to spend such a big price at the place where he met Cuiwei.

Not right either!

Ning Jin's eyes were deeper and more solemn, if it was just because of Cuiwei, Zhenyu didn't spend so much money to make a temporary contact point so secret, and even the signal of the sticky flower could be blocked......

Unless...... It's a particularly confidential space. You know, Hua Shao put a lot of effort into this little sticky flower.

couldn't monitor Cuiwei's meeting with Zhenyu, Ning Jin's delicate silkworm eyebrows wrinkled into a caterpillar, and the pinhole high-definition camera installed in Cuiwei's bedroom was called out to see that Cuiwei was really not in the bedroom.

Although Cuiwei's person was not in the bedroom, Ning Jin kept her eyes on the floor-to-ceiling wardrobe in her bedroom.

The door of the floor-to-ceiling wardrobe was ajar, and Ning Jin guessed that Cuiwei never thought that someone would install surveillance in her bedroom, so when she entered the passage to meet Zhenyu, she just took the wardrobe door with her.

has been lurking by Cuiwei's side for so long, just for this moment, I must find a way to get the evidence of Cuiwei's meeting with Zhenyu!

Ning Jin's estimate was very correct, and Cuiwei did act according to the steps estimated in Ning Jin's mind.

At this time, Cui Wei hung her head, standing in horror in the secret room that appeared last time, which was also the place that Ning Jin had always wanted to enter.

The difference is that this time Cuiwei's treatment is obviously much better than last time.

Last time, she knelt a foot away from Zhenyu, and this time she stood half a step behind Zhenyu.

In the secret room, a night scene ultra-thin monitor that occupies almost the entire wall is installed on the opposite wall of Zhenyu and Cuiwei.

The frozen picture of the monitor is the gate of the First People's Court of China, the mother and daughter of the Ji family, Lan Li, and Xiao Nanlin are standing in it.

Cuiwei didn't have any expression except for seeing the pupils of the picture in the monitor shrink from the moment she entered the secret room.

She didn't dare to look up again, Zhenyu's majesty made her dare not raise her head unexpectedly, and there was a more important reason.

The person she misses in the picture naturally stands on the steps, and compared with three years ago, her child has faded from her youthful immaturity and is much more mature.

Zhenyu has been sitting in the secret room and looking at this picture on the wall for five minutes.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

Somehow, since I received this message this morning, this sentence has been echoing in my mind.

……

At this time, outside Cuiwei's bedroom door, Ning Jin glanced left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, a light dodge entered Cuiwei's bedroom.

After closing the door, Ning Jin quickly opened the half-covered door of the floor-to-ceiling closet, and walked quickly towards the passage.

Ning Jin was wearing a pair of white socks on his feet, and he was walking quickly on the glass floor, and his mind was always running.

It would take twelve minutes to reach Zhenyu's 'secret base' from the bedroom entrance at her speed, and at least twenty-five minutes to reach Zhenyu's 'secret base' at Cuiwei's speed.

Except for the ten minutes when Cuiwei went first, she didn't have much time, so she could only speed up.

Ning Jin's pace under his feet gradually accelerated, from three steps to two steps, and he ran quickly through the glass passage.

When he was about to approach his destination, Ning Jin looked at the closed steel door wall not far away without a single gap and stopped running, stood in place and took a deep breath to calm the chaotic breath.

Zhenyu didn't speak in the secret room, and this silent silence made Cuiwei's heart chill.

Cuiwei didn't know how long she had been standing, until her calves trembled slightly, and Zhenyu's voice reached her ears.

"It's all dealt with!"

Zhenyu's words were an understatement, but Cuiwei could feel the cruel gore from them.

"Yes, please rest assured, I'll go to Kyoto myself." Cui Wei bowed her head, her attitude was humble, and she replied seriously.

Disposing of two human lives is insignificant in their mouths.

Ning Jin, who was separated by a wall, put away her transparent mobile phone, and the paragraph she had just recorded had already been sent to Hua Shao through the satellite at the same time as she recorded it.

There was a long silence inside, Ning Jin had already begun to evacuate, and this conversation ended everywhere.

Half an hour later......

Ning Jin sat peacefully on the sofa in the living room under the strange gaze of the maid, holding a glass bowl with salad inside, and sending it to his mouth with a matching glass spoon.

The coldness in his mouth made Ning Jin squint his eyes, not to mention anything else, this pastry chef invited by Cuiwei must praise his craftsmanship.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded like a stone falling into the water, and the calm water surface stirred waves. Ning Jin turned around, and Cuiwei happened to walk to the first floor.

"Sister Cuiwei." Ning Jin got up, walked into Cuiwei with the glass bowl in his arms, and greeted him with a smile.

"Hmm!" Cuiwei didn't look at her, just answered casually and walked directly out the door.

The servant guarding the door opened the door, and Ning Jin just saw a white Cadillac parked outside the door.

"Sister Cuiwei, are you going out?" Ning Jin quickly caught up with Cuiwei and asked again.

Cuiwei turned around, and the girl in a light brown short-sleeved long skirt was holding a glass bowl in her hand ridiculously, and her bright eyes were looking at her pitifully.

"Girl, sister is going to go on a long trip, you ......" Cuiwei was silent for a while, and reached out to gently stroke the top of Ning Jin's head.

"Sister promised you that she would do it, and someone would come to pick you up tonight."

"No, Sister Cuiwei, that's not what I meant." Ning Jin's tender face was swollen red, like a sunrise.

Cuiwei didn't speak again, smiled gently at Ning Jin, turned around and left.