The dog was frightened by Fu Xingzhi's kicking, and immediately got up in recognition of each other, wagging his tail and rushing out of the room.

"Silly dog!"

Fu Xingzhi retracted his gaze indifferently and glanced at the quiet sleeping girl in the video, his eyes instantly softened.

Good job!

Fu Xingzhi transferred the monitoring to the mobile phone, lay down on the sofa, put the mobile phone in the position of his heart, supported the back of his head with both hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Little thing, good dreams!"

——

Joe slept in a daze and had nightmares all night.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

The maid brought breakfast to the room and said respectfully, "Miss Qiao, please eat." ”

Qiao Wan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, just stepping on the mobile phone that was thrown out by himself last night.

Thinking of what Fu Xingzhi said, Qiao Wan frowned slightly and picked up the phone.

This is the first time Qiao Wan has carefully observed Fu Xingzhi's mobile phone, which is no different from ordinary mobile phones, except that there are two letters engraved on the back cover.

F.

Maybe it's been too long, and the second letter is so hard to read the words.

Is it V or W?

"What is Miss Joe looking at?" The servant asked, puzzled.

Qiao Wan shook her head, put down her phone casually, and asked softly, "Is grandpa awake?" ”

"The old man is having breakfast downstairs."

"Bring breakfast down, I'll use it with my grandfather."

"Okay, Miss Joe!"

The maid respectfully exited the room.

Qiao Wan finished washing up and was about to go downstairs when his mobile phone rang suddenly.

Except for Fu Xingzhi, there will be no one else.

Qiao Wan frowned slightly, slid off the phone, and opened the mouth without waiting for the man on the other end of the conversation: "Half past ten, at the door of Shanshui Hometown." ”

"Fu Xingzhi ......"

Qiao Wan still wanted to speak, but the phone had hung up ruthlessly.

When I dialed it again, the other party had already turned off the phone.

This bastard!

It's half past nine now, how is she going to find an excuse to go out?

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth and threw her phone on the bed before turning around and going downstairs.

Song Zhicheng sat on the main seat, Mrs. Song sat on the side, and there was an untouched breakfast opposite her, which should have been prepared for her.

Qiao Wan walked over and said hello before sitting down.

Seeing Qiao Wan's face, Mrs. Song's chewing movements slowed down, and her throat choked violently.

"I have a friend in J. Bureau who is good at drawing portraits of people based on descriptions. He came over at night, and you gave him a serious description of Qiao Ran's appearance. ”

Hearing Song Zhicheng's words, Qiao Wan immediately put down the milk and said excitedly: "Grandpa, are you going to start looking for someone?" ”

Song Zhicheng nodded lovingly: "That's your own sister, the blood of the Song family, how can she let her wander." ”

Qiao Wan nodded movingly, "Grandpa, the murderer ......"

"Grandpa, let's report J and let J. investigate ......"

"Late, late!" Song Zhicheng interrupted Qiao Wan's words, gently held her hand, and frowned: "Didn't you say that you shouldn't interfere in this matter?" ”

"But I'm an eyewitness!" Qiao Wan became excited: "Grandpa, those people have been at large for four years, they are crazy, they deserve to die!" ”

"I live to take revenge, and I must take revenge!"

"Qiao Wan!" Mrs. Song interrupted Qiao Wan's words coldly, stared at her clean and firm eyes, and her fingertips trembled: "You have thought about it, to investigate this matter, you have to find out all the scandals of the Song family more than twenty years ago." ”

"The Song family has been tossed by your mother, and you want to kick it one last time and pull the entire Song family to accompany the funeral?!"

——

Good night, vote obediently.