Okay, okay, young master, don't worry too much, Qiao Qiao is very powerful, I'll go find him. ”

Fu Nanli called Fu Chuan and asked him to contact Lu Youyou to find Wen Qiao together.

No matter how worried he was, he had to board the plane and turn off his phone.

The 10-hour flight was exhausting.

Over there, Wen Qiao slept for four hours, not knowing that his sight would only make people angry in the eyes of others.

She sat up, opened her phone, and saw that it was already six o'clock in the evening.

I don't know if the family has found out about her disappearance.

It's actually a twenty-minute walk from her house, which is quite close, but it's blocked by the big trees in the yard.

Wen Qiao sat cross-legged on the floor, fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand, but the upper right corner of the mobile phone screen still showed no signal.

She sat calmly for a moment, thinking that she could try to modify her phone and unlock the shielding function of the nearby signal jammer.

She hadn't done it before, but in theory it would work.

Her fingers fluttered across her phone.

In front of the screen, He Xihuai was eating Western food elegantly, while taking a sip of red wine, looking at the large window at dusk, the woman was staring at her mobile phone.

"Do you have a signal jammer?"

Theresa: "Yes, it's in the yard, it's very effective, Miss Wen's mobile phone should have no signal at this time." ”

"Miss Wen?" He Xihuai seems to be dissatisfied with this title.

Theresa immediately changed her words: "Wen Qiao's mobile phone must have no signal, probably playing some game that comes with the phone." ”

He Xihuai casually threw the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a white napkin, and the maid immediately withdrew the table in front of him.

"She's quite relaxed, and she's still in the mood to play games?"

He Xihuai was on the verge of air bombing.

Theresa was very worried, and felt that if Miss Wen was so calm, I was afraid that Mr. Wen would come to her door to teach her a lesson.

About half an hour later, Wen Qiao hadn't cracked the signal jammer yet, but cracking this thing was particularly power-intensive, and her phone was only 20 percent charged.

Suddenly, she heard what seemed to be movement downstairs, the sound of footsteps that seemed to be out of nowhere, and the sound of the iron door slowly rising.

In the night, the sound was a little weird.

She immediately put away her phone and hurried downstairs.

He Xihuai in front of the screen frowned, sat on the wide sofa, gently supported his head with one hand, and looked very displeased: "Why isn't she afraid?" ”

How can there be a woman who is locked up in an abandoned old building and immediately follows the sound as soon as she hears the movement?

Theresa didn't know what to say.

Wen Qiao seems to be not afraid of heaven and earth.

This incident obviously did not meet the expectations of the husband, and the black face of the gentleman made her heart tremble.

"Maybe it's that the newborn calf isn't afraid of tigers, or maybe it's that she has a lot of nerves."

He Xihuai's eyes were gloomy, staring at the woman on the screen, and soon, she went down the stairs and couldn't see her.

Wen Qiao quickly went downstairs, and saw the iron door fall again, she took another step slowly, and in the dim light, she saw something similar to a sweeping robot, making a strange sound.

It's a lot like the horror music in a ghost movie, with the occasional ethereal little girl's laughter.

If she just stayed upstairs and didn't come down to take a look, she would have panicked when she heard this kind of voice.

'Giggle' the little girl's voice, chuckling low.

Wen Qiao walked up to the little robot and picked it up with one hand, and the laughter turned into the creak of the old wooden door again.

Wen Qiao sighed lightly, there are quite a lot of tricks for small things.

Do you want to scare her?

She took the little robot back to the second floor, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, threw the robot on the ground in front of the camera in front of the big tree, and then stepped on it hard.

The whole house was quiet again.

The eerie laughter was gone.

Theresa's heart trembled in front of the screen, and she didn't dare to look at her husband.

He Xihuai's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was not heavy, 'a bunch of waste'.