098. This is your plan
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Cheng Yi slept in Ruan Zhi's study, with Xiaoba watching. But he wasn't willing, but Ruan Zhi lured him with strawberry-flavored ice cream, and he could only dedicate himself to ice cream.
Xiaoba walked around, around, and from time to time glanced at the woman on the bed, thinking of the sister of his friend Xiaoyu.
Hey, speaking of which, Cheng Yi seems to be a little like Ning Huan.
A bright smile appeared in Ning Huan's stupid eldest sister's mind, and Xiaoba shook his head vigorously, no, no, it's not like Ning Huan, it's true like that onmyoji.
I made up Zhou Shiwei's iceberg face again, and magically coincided with Cheng Yi's face in front of him.
Yes, just like her.
Xiaoba was tired of wandering, so he simply rested on his stomach and squinted on the side of the bed, and he didn't know what kind of vision Daoist Song had, so why did he choose such an iceberg as his wife.
However, it is very good to be able to conjure up ice ridge refrigerated ice cream in summer, and he likes it very much, huhu, so sleepy. Go to sleep.
Cheng Yi's breathing was weak, his eyebrows were occasionally wrinkled, and he didn't know if he had any uncomfortable dreams again.
In her original rented house, Lin Xingtian and Wang Wang sat aside, listening to Song Tianyu and Wu Yao discuss the action of entering Cheng's house.
To him, it sounded so sketchy that it was not an action at all.
They were going to use Lin Xingtian's transparent advantage to enter Cheng's house, find the blood-sucking Cheng Yuxue, and then wait for them to bring the spirit police in to arrest him.
Listen, how perfect, how naΓ―ve.
"Two big brothers, this is your plan?" Lin Xingtian raised his eyebrows, "I can list at least ten factors that affect the action, are you interested in hearing about it?" β
It was indeed an ill-thought-out plan.
Wu Yao's face was slightly red, his old face couldn't hold back, and he glared at him: "Shut up!" Do you have a part in talking? You just have to follow the instructions. He turned his head to look at Song Tianyu, his eyes signaled, this kid is also reasonable, our plan has too many loopholes.
Song Tianyu didn't know, but the boss had already asked Ruan Zhi to inform them to stop, which meant that the Cheng family would get the news soon, and if they didn't make a move as soon as possible, it would be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.
The current situation is that you have done something wrong, but if you don't do it, you don't even have a chance to make a mistake.
Song Tianyu was willing to take this risk. He stood up, "Let's go, let's go find Lao Yu." β
Lao Yu is the spirit police they know well in Dragon City, and he was the one who let him see the scene of the case last time. He is also a key member of this plan.
Heavenly oracle is going to do it to the end.
Wu Yao knew his brother, he was originally a hot-blooded person, and when he saw Song Tianyu like this, he was simply ignited, so he got up suddenly, "Okay, whatever, let's talk about it." β
Song Tianyu nodded at him.
The two brothers walked out side by side.
Lin Xingtian in the living room touched Wang's head and sneered, "Son, you don't see that those two look like they are going to war." "It's like heroism.
The corners of his mouth smiled, but a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, so it seems that this trip is really not simple.
Lin Xingtian lowered his head and smiled, he couldn't live because of his own sin, and he thought that he shouldn't have been soft-hearted to help Wu Jing in the first place.
Women are the most troublesome.
Wu Jing too, Cheng Yi too.
By the way, the woman is okay now. She shouldn't know the secret that Song Tianyu said today, should she tell her?
Lin Xingtian's brows couldn't help frowning.
***
Cheng Zhai.
The people in the house were panicked, and the reason was that Cheng Yi was missing.
Steward Xu was waiting in the study, Cheng Jiale looked cold and solemn at the back, stood in front of the window and asked in a low voice, "What about people." β
Steward Xu bowed his head: "Young master, I have searched all over the hospital, the riverside apartment, and the fourth lady's previous rented house, and there is no whereabouts of the second miss." β
"Nope." Cheng Jiale repeated, and then said nothing.
Steward Xu stood up and waited.
"Dragon City University."
Yes, Long University, Miss Four was there to audit the class, and I heard that she was very interested in that professor. Steward Xu was sweating on his forehead, why didn't he think of it......
"Young master, I'll go and ask."
Five minutes later, Steward Xu came back and didn't bring Cheng Jiale good news.
The school replied that there was no class without Ruan Zhi today, so Cheng Yi should not come to class.
And sent it to Ruan Zhi and got a reply: "Cheng Yi, she did come to me, but that was a few days ago." I heard that she was sick and hospitalized, is she okay? β
Well, no one can find it, no one can answer his question.
Steward Xu hung up the phone in a hurry and came back to report.
No, nowhere is it?
His long and narrow eyes narrowed, and Cheng Jiale said coldly, "Old Xu, how much is the Cheng family's eyeliner in Dragon City." β
Steward Xu was stunned for a moment, "Of course, young master." More than half of the real estate business in Longcheng is owned by our Cheng family. β
Outsiders have always thought that the Cheng family is a little rich, mainly relying on the remnants of their ancestors, but they don't know that the reason why the Cheng family is low-key is because the Cheng family is too rich.
If the wealth of most cities is not well hidden, it will invite a lot of trouble.
"Use all your manpower and find it for me."
Cheng Jiale's voice was low and cold, and it was surprisingly oppressive against the backdrop of the deep night.
Steward Xu only felt a tremor in his heart, and unconsciously surrendered to him, "Yes, young master." β
The head of the Cheng family gave an order, and the calm night of Dragon City suddenly swelled.
The action lasted until dawn, then until noon, and finally it was dark again.
The Cheng family's eyeliner full of Dragon City found nothing.
In a dark and secluded place, a small group of people gathered.
"What's going on, someone is checking on someone? It's a big move. β
"Who?"
"I don't know, but there are rumors that the people of the alliance are playing tricks in order to take the opportunity to check our strength."
"Phew, those pretentious guys have the ability to fight our brothers in the wings."
"Cut, it's not that you don't know how tightly they have suppressed them over the years, don't say these cool words."
"Hey you......"
Hong Zao leaned against the peeling paint wall, and Lan Feng listened for a long time, then leaned over to her and said, "What do you think?" Is it the Alliance's people? β
Hong Zao opened his palm, and red spider silk-like silk threads came out of it, and his face was cool, "It doesn't matter who he is, he has the ability." β
Kill them all.
Tsk tsk, girls are so angry. Lan Feng shook his head, "I'll go to the front and inquire about the situation." β
It doesn't matter who it is, it's always good to have more messages.
"Whatever you want." Red said coldly, practicing his moves wholeheartedly.
Last time, I was not strong enough to be hurt by those little deflated three.
Hong Zao's eyes flashed over a noble face, and he was suddenly annoyed, and the red line flew out and wrapped around his companion who was passing by, making him scream in fright.
"Ahh
"What's wrong?"
"What's going on?"
"Someone attacked? Is it the people of the Alliance? β
Lan Feng squeezed through the crowd and saw the red silk thread, and looked over helplessly, "Red morning." β
Hong sneered, "Seed." He took the thread and turned around and left.
The frightened man's face was blue and red, and he was very embarrassed.
Lan Feng went over and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, brother. β
The man glared at him and walked away angrily.
"Cut, it's boring."
"It's just, a piece of waste and a woman."
The crowd quickly dispersed.
Lan Feng looked at the empty venue and shrugged his shoulders, he knew that the people in the wing gate were not good at parties.
"Red morning, wait for me to ......" (to be continued.) )