Chapter 18: Take out the tracker
Yun Shujiu looked at the housekeeper, weighed the pros and cons, raised his lips slightly, and looked at Hebei Beiyan with pity.
He Beiyan was quiet for a moment, and then said calmly: "I can pay you." ”
"Ahem!" Steward Han coughed violently, and Hebei Yan and Yun Shujiu looked back.
Steward Han said sorry awkwardly, and then looked away.
Sure enough, the scene that Steward Han was worried about happened.
Yun Shujiu looked at He Beiyan with a cold face and said, "You want to insult my personal dignity with money?" I care about the money you give? ”
Steward Han covered his face.
In the next second, Yun Shujiu smiled brightly, sat on the sofa, and smiled: "I just think this place is good, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the scenery is pleasant." ”
He Beiyan nodded, got up and walked upstairs.
Steward Han looked at this scene dumbfounded, with a black question mark on his face.
Is that okay?!
Yunshujiu sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.
Money is not important, but it can let Hebei Yan let down some of her guard, and it will not be too late for her to find another opportunity to escape.
Yun Shujiu relaxed, twisted his neck, and then frowned.
She reached for the back of her neck.
There is a small bump on the back of the skin.
Micro tracker?
Yun Shujiu walked upstairs and saw Hebei Yan who had just come out of the bathroom.
The man was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, his black hair was dripping with water, and his temperament was full of evil charm.
When Hebei Yan saw Yunshu Wine, he paused for a moment and asked, "Something?" ”
Yun Shujiu looked away and said, "Is there a room?" ”
He Beiyan glanced around, and then said, "Steward Han will prepare it for you." ”
"Oh, thanks." Yun Shujiu turned around, and the air pressure was a little low.
Hebei Yan frowned and looked at Yunshu Wine.
Yun Shujiu walked into the room and sat in front of the dressing mirror in the room.
Taking out a small scalpel from his pocket, Yun Shujiu's hand trembled a little.
Although, these are things that I have trained and experienced when I was a child.
But she was still very scared, she was really afraid of pain, and she had thought about it when the organization couldn't get along.
However, the thought that it might hurt rekindled her hope for life.
Forced.
The blade slashed through the flesh little by little, and Yun Shujiu bit the corner of his clothes, and the blood slowly slid down his neck.
The miniature tracker was a centimeter deep under the skin, and Yun Shujiu carefully took out the tracker, put it on the table, and then immediately pressed the wound with a tissue.
"Okay, it hurts!" Yun Shujiu's face turned pale.
When she was in the organization, she tried her best to climb up, and there was a very important reason, that is, she could avoid a few beatings from the trainer.
Even if I have been beaten a lot, I am still afraid of pain, but I am used to it, not to mention it.
"What are you doing!" The door of the room suddenly opened, and Yun Shujiu turned around and saw Hebeiyan walking towards her.
Yun Shujiu immediately sat up, looking calm and relaxed: "I didn't do anything." ”
He Beiyan stood beside Yun Shujiu, looking at the blood-stained miniature tracker on the paper towel on the table, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
He stretched out his hand towards the place where Yun Shujiu covered the wound, and Yun Shujiu immediately picked up the scalpel and pointed it at He Beiyan, "What do you want to do?" ”
He saw a strong vigilance and distrust in the girl's eyes, and Hebeiyan paused for a moment.
For Yunshu wine, the most fatal thing is not the injury, the injury is a small injury, and the pain is a real pain.
He Beiyan frowned, but still reached out and took the weapon in Yun Shujiu's hand, and said, "Why don't you say it?" ”
Yun Shujiu looked at He Beiyan's eyes, and after a while, he let go of his hand and said sullenly: "I don't want to trouble." ”
Compared to Yun Weichen, he doesn't seem to be very trustworthy......
He Beiyan took away Yunshujiu's hand, looked at the wound, his eyes flashed, and said outward: "Medicine box." ”
After a while, Steward Han immediately came in with a medical kit.
He Beiyan stretched out his hand to pick up the hair of Yunshu wine and poured medicinal powder on the wound.
The medicine powder touched the wound, and Yun Shujiu's aching shoulders trembled slightly.
Yunshujiu's expression was very calm, but he was crying wolf in his heart.
Hebei Yan glanced at the mirror, the girl's face became more and more pale, her movements paused, and she became cautious at random.
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