If memory serves, this number seems to be a hidden number that Ji Xiao does not know.

Even he knew it through the "foreknowledge" images that flashed in his mind from time to time......

So, how exactly did An Evening know?

And the voice recorder......

On the other end of the phone, Ji Xiao kept tightening his five fingers and crumpled the contract that had just been printed in his palm.

Sven Qingjun's face behind the gold-rimmed glasses was almost distorted......

After the contract was signed in duplicate, An Wan left one of them to the Mercedes-Benz owner, and one was thrown into Lu Feng's arms by her.

"Teacher An?" Lu Fenghu looked at the documents in his hand and An Wan in front of him suspiciously.

"Your mental damage fee." An evening said.

"I don't need to." Lu Feng said.

An Wan's index finger pointed forward: "The trash can is there." ”

Lu Feng: "......"

"Keep it, you'll need it." An Wan patted Lu Feng on the shoulder and said.

Seeing that An Wan was leaving, Lu Feng blurted out: "Can you talk?" ”

An Wan paused to leave, and turned his head to look at him: "At any time." ”

In the café box next to the entrance of the Royal View School.

An Wan and Lu Feng sat opposite each other, An Wan was eating dessert leisurely, with a calm face, and she didn't seem to be curious about what Lu Feng wanted to talk to her about.

"Take the liberty of asking the teacher a few questions." Lu Feng spoke politely.

"Just ask." An Wan disagreed.

"I don't know...... How did the teacher find out that someone was trying to harm me? ”

"Ji Xiao and that uncle told me by themselves." An evening said.

Lu Feng: "??? ”

"Why are they telling you?" Lu Feng asked.

Hearing this, An Wan's answer paused, she recalled the scene at that time, and said hesitantly: "Because the two of them are mentally retarded?" ”

Lu Feng: "......"

Lu Feng frowned slightly, just when he wondered if An Wan didn't want to answer him, so he deliberately said this, but a very magical scene appeared in his mind.

In the crowded café booth, An Wan and the Mercedes-Benz owner sat back to back across the sofa.

After a while, Ji Xiao, who had been slightly disguised, came to sit opposite the Mercedes-Benz owner.

In front of the public, the two men were talking to themselves and whispering......

Looking at this scene in his mind, Lu Feng fell into silence for a long time.

He couldn't help but reflect on himself, was he also stupid when he was almost calculated by someone as stupid as Ji Xiao?

Looking at the box that suddenly fell silent, the system couldn't help but secretly poke and poke in his heart to whitewash Ji Xiao and the Mercedes-Benz owner.

The voices of the two of them when they spoke were obviously very low, and only non-humans like the host could hear them.

Moreover, Ji Xiao was extremely vague when communicating with the Mercedes-Benz owner, except for An Wan and Lu Feng, other outsiders couldn't understand what the two people said.

Wait a minute!

Lu Feng looked at the picture in his mind and suddenly paused, he raised his eyes, looked at An Wan with a complicated gaze and asked, "...... that recorder?"

"I recorded it myself." An night did not hide the slightest, and said extremely honestly.

Lu Feng: "......"

Looking at the stiff look on Lu Feng's face, An Wan continued: "You don't know, my specialty is dubbing. ”

Lu Feng: "......"

This time, without waiting for Lu Feng to ask, An Wan took the initiative to say: "Although the recorder is fake, it is true that those two people want to harm you." ”

"By the way, there is also this contract, which I specially drew up with a lawyer, and there are absolutely no loopholes, you can rest assured."

Lu Feng: "......"