"If that's all you can reveal to me, Gong Chen, do you know what kind of question I'm thinking about right now?"

Mr. Song pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, stared at Gong Chen with indifferent eyes and said, "It seems that your consciousness is not high!" Maybe I should call Director Bao right away and let him update me on your wife's situation?" ”

"No, you can't do that."

Gong Chen tried to restrain his emotions, and some green tendons had already emerged from his arms.

"Of course I can do that, but as long as you're willing to cooperate, I'll try to make the process a little more user-friendly."

Mr. Song tapped the tip of his ballpoint pen with the bald cap of his notebook a few times, and then pointed the tip of his nose at Gong Chen.

"I don't know what else you need to know, but I told you how many digits I have. But you have always been like an unsatisfied appetite, demanding more from me. What else is there to say, do you want me to share with you the experience of wetting the bed a few times when I was a child? ”

Gong Chen took a deep breath, trying not to let his tone sound anything excessive.

"Ah, I think I see what you mean. You're starting to get bored with me, don't worry, I'm sure we'll be on the same page soon. You see, I just have a few nice photos in my collection, and I'm going to give them back to you. ”

Mr. Song flipped the last few pages of the notepad in his hand, and with a slight shaking, several extremely high-pixel photos fell out and floated to the ground. Gong Chen grabbed it casually, and found that the one in his hand was Gao Xiaofang, who was dressed in casual clothes, lying on the sofa where he liked to be his bed, watching boring movies, and next to some unopened music albums he bought for her not long ago.

"The time of the shoot is on the back of the photo, I think this should make you 'change your mind', right?"

Mr. Song had a posture of victory, and that smug look made his already not handsome face even more hateful.

"Shall we start now? Or do you need to warm up your problems? ”

Gong Chen smiled uncharacteristically after silently putting all the photos on the ground into his pocket. Mr. Song was surprised by his sudden change, and after turning the notebook back to the previous number of pages, Mr. Song said, "Let's start with the person you know Yu Siqi." ”

Surely the conversation on the mountain will not reach Siqi's ears, just as what they have experienced will not be known to others. It's just that when Yu Siqi and the others walked to Du Lan's side, Du Lan, who should have reacted to them, chose to be silent.

"Asleep, Duran?"

Wan Jie patted its majestic body, but did not get any response. In fact, when she made this kind of action, Yu Siqi's mind unconsciously came up with an idiom of 'grasshoppers shaking trees'. Considering that she is not in a very good mood now, Yu Siqi decided not to tell her what she was thinking.

Duran, who didn't make any movement, naturally attracted the attention of Father An, but after taking a moment to look around, he moved his gaze to the top.

"It's not quite right, I think we'll have to go up and have a look."

Father An, who took a few steps back, rushed directly to Duran's body in a running position, and with the help of the power of this sprint, he grabbed a branch that was still relatively strong.

Thanks to his agility, Father Ann did not have any obstacles in climbing trees. After a while, he was already more than ten meters away from Yu Siqi and them.

"Climbing trees? I'm not as good as you, but I'm more handy. ”

Yu Siqi thought about it and felt that he might be able to do better than the priest. So, without Wan Jie's consent, he hugged her soft waist and flew straight up.

Looking at Father An, who was easily left behind by himself, Yu Siqi smiled and handed his left hand over. The latter, after thinking for a moment, leaped forward and grabbed his wrist. To be reasonable, the force suddenly exerted almost made him lose his balance. After barely steadying his figure, he endured the pain in his shoulders and flew towards the top with the two of them.

It wasn't until they officially landed in the middle of the tree trunk where they had stayed before that Yu Siqi and the others began to realize how bad the situation here was.

The bloodied wings and the abundance of broken branches are indicative of what has happened here. Not to mention that in the course of their careful search, under the withered petals, they found the artificially destroyed tape recorder and the small bead that had been lost to the side.

"It seems that she is still there, and everyone else is gone, including William."

When Yu Siqi picked up the core of Shengjia, he found that this thing was unexpectedly a little hot, so he casually threw it into his pocket.

"Duran was seriously injured, and someone injected him with a large amount of highly concentrated salt water when he was not looking."

Wan Jie, who was squatting on the side, focused on a few knots, and at the same time used her fingers to put some of the liquid on it that had not been fully absorbed into her mouth and tasted it, saying, "This is processed with sea salt, which is very inferior." ”

"It seems that we have fallen for the plan of 'diverting the tiger from the mountain'!"

Fr. Ann looked through the clutter of leaves and looked in the direction they had come.

"It was your procrastination that made us so passive, and as I said a long time ago, there is no need to confirm such a 'human tragedy'. This back and forth invisibly delayed a lot of time that should not be delayed, allowing the gangsters to take advantage of the loopholes. ”

Wan Jie's reason for still choosing this topic, Yu Siqi is very clear, presumably Father An should know better than them. So, Fr. Ann bypassed the topic and pointed in the other direction, saying, "Now that the matter has come to this, I thought that instead of continuing to bother with me about such trivial matters, it would be better to work with me to put everything in order before it becomes irreparable." ”

"Of course I'd love to do that, but how can I be sure that your inference won't lead people down the wrong path like the previous 'ventriloquist incident'?"

Wan Jie chose to directly pick out the matter, which is very in line with her own character.

"Oh, if you insist that it was a 'mistake,' then I can only say sorry to you again. Believe me, though, more than any of you, I don't want anything to happen to Xie Baozhen or any of our people. Including Duran, I've always liked this honest big guy. So, can we just get started? Seriously, don't you think that staying here and fighting between words is exactly what the other side is looking forward to? ”

Father An used very clever words to resolve Wan Jie's dissatisfaction with him again, and at the same time turned their spearhead to the outside, which made Yu Siqi quite moved.