Under Song Ya's explanation, Xia Yi knew that the maid was very popular among the Song family.

Looking at the maid who was about forty years old and looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman, Xia Yi was a little skeptical of Song Ya's words.

"Don't worry, no matter who you meet, as long as you say that you are from Zhima's family, they will treat you preferentially."

Is it so magical?

Although curious, Xia Yi didn't ask much, and it was not polite to question her in front of others.

asked Song's father for a key card to enter and exit the community, and Xia Yi left the villa and walked around the community.

Song Ya didn't come out, although she successfully threatened her father, but she didn't have any good ideas for other clansmen.

Walking on the path of the community, Xia Yi thought:

First go to a woman from the Song family, inquire about the situation of the Song family, and then decide where to start.

Although he had already read the information in the "mountain", that kind of information was relatively less accurate than asking directly.

The reason why "relative" instead of "absolute" is used is because of the truth that "the authorities are obsessed with bystanders", and it is rare for people to be able to recognize themselves, let alone recognize their own families.

While thinking, Xia Yi wandered along the road.

It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and there is no one in the community, and a few young people who came back from outside who passed by didn't notice Xia Yi because they were not in good spirits.

It wasn't until he walked to the side of the black villa that Xia Yi was noticed.

"Hey, who are you?" A crisp female voice sounded upstairs.

Raising his head, Xia Yi saw the girl who poked her head out of the window.

This girl is somewhat familiar.

"Aren't you the one you were yesterday, why did you get here?" The girl looked at Xia Yi in surprise.

It's the blindfolded girl I met yesterday!

It's up to you! Xia Yi knocked down the decision in his heart to use charm on the girl.

"Can you come down and talk?" At this distance, it is a bit difficult to use [Enchantment].

"Come in!"

At the invitation of the girl, Xia Yi entered the villa, and he sat on the sofa and waited for the girl.

The girl quickly walked down.

"Who are you?" She asked Xia Yi.

"I'm a friend of Song Ya." Xia Yi replied.

He wasn't afraid to show his feet for Granny Song to notice, because he would read the file after asking.

"You're actually Song Ya's friend?" The girl's eyes immediately changed.

As the daughter of the heir of the Song family, Song Ya's name is still somewhat useful.

didn't say any more nonsense, in the face of the opposite sex, no relationship is as good as [charm].

He said to the maiden, "Look into my eyes." ”

"See what?" As soon as the girl saw Xia Yi's eyes, her eyes became confused.

She pounced on Xia Yi's body and reached out to untie Xia Yi's clothes.

Holding down the girl, Xia Yi began to ask about business.

In the state of charm, the girl knew everything, and combined with the information she had seen before, Xia Yi successfully summed up the basic situation of the Song family.

At present, the supreme leader of the Song family is Granny Song, and it is Song Ya's father who is actually in charge.

The so-called management is just to collect the opinions of the clansmen and see what infrastructure to build or what activities to hold.

The entire Song family implements a stocking policy, and there are many clansmen in the family who are not doing their jobs.

After finishing the question about the Song family, Xia Yi asked about Song Ya again.

The girl replied, "Song Ya only came here a year ago, and I don't know about her. ”

"Only came here a year ago? Where was she before? Xia Yi was a little surprised.

"She had been living in the mountains with the head of her family."

What the head of the family said was Granny Song.

"In your understanding, what kind of person is Song Ya?"

Although the other party has only known Song Ya for a year, and maybe the contact time with Song Ya is shorter than his own, but from different angles, looking at the same thing is also different.

Xia Yi looked at Song Ya from the perspective of her boyfriend and the investigator.

And when the girl looks at Song Ya, she doesn't have any special feelings.

"An arrogant guy."

It seems that Song Ya's image in the eyes of the clan is not very good.

"Be specific."

"No matter what the activity, drinking and shopping in the dark, she won't go when she is called, and she will not give a good face."

In other words, Song Ya is very cold to the clansmen?

Xia Yi remembered what Song Ya said before, disgusted with Granny Song, and said that his father was a waste.

Writing down this information, Xia Yi asked again:

"Who has more contact with Song Ya, or who knows Song Ya better?"

"The head of the house."

"Except for the head of the house and her father?"

"Her brother."

"Where does her brother live?"

"The house in front."

Clicking to read the file, Xia Yi returned to the point in time before the charming girl.

Along the road, he came to the villa before the black villa, which was the house he had seen before, the house that had been pained.

Coming to the gate money, Xia Yi pressed the doorbell.

Five seconds later, the electronic screen at the gate lit up, and the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy appeared on the screen.

"Who?" He asked.

"I'm your sister's friend and want to ask you something." Xia Yi once again pulled out Song Ya's relationship.

Normally, when an elder sister's friend sends an invitation to communicate, the younger brother will not refuse. But this time, Xia Yi encountered an exception.

"Nope!" The teenager hung up the communication directly.

Is Song Ya so unpopular? Even his own brother ignores her?

Xia Yi rang the doorbell again, but no one answered.

In desperation, he could only click to read the file.

Before coming to this villa again, Xia Yi rang the doorbell.

"Who are you?" The boy's face appeared on the screen.

"Check the water meter."

The screen immediately went black, and for no reason.

Reading the file again, Xia Yi rang the doorbell.

"Who are you?"

"Deliver the courier."

"Why don't you get dressed?"

"I was hit by a truck on the road and my clothes were torn."

"Broken ......, I haven't had a courier lately, liar!"

Looking at the blackened screen, Xia Yi rubbed his forehead and tried to read the file again.

He used the name of Song Ya's father, the name of the Gothic girl in the villa, the name of food delivery, and the name of sales, but they were all unsuccessful.

Tried to use [Realm Shuttle] to infiltrate again, Xia Yi controlled the boy, and just threatened, the boy used his magic to commit suicide.

It's so strong.

It seems that the Song family's bright face is also very powerful, otherwise when he went to school, he would have been subjected to the teacher's "slight" ** and mental violence, and most of his self-esteem would have been worn out.

Reading the file again, Xia Yi made one last attempt, if he failed this time, he was ready to choose another opportunity.

"Who are you?" The boy asked as usual.

"I'm a relative of Zhi's mother."

Click-

The door of the villa in front of Xia Yi opened.

“……”

That maid's path is a bit wild!

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