【Chapter 270】Will be handed over

The maid's aunt pointed to the gas stove and said to the property manager: "Look, the switches are still on, but they can't catch fire, and I don't know where it's broken." ”

The property manager sniffed: "Sister, you can't just turn on the switch of the gas stove, the gas in the pipe is released, go and open all the windows, it's a big smell of gas, don't be poisoned for a while." ”

The aunt panicked for a moment, and hurriedly ran to the living room and various rooms, opening all the windows to disperse the smell.

It smells of gas, but in fact, as long as it doesn't catch fire, either the gas stove is out of power, or the gas is disconnected.

There is still some gas left in the pipe of the original gas stove, and as soon as the switch is turned on and does not burn, it will run out of the stove, and there is not much concentration, so there is no need to be so nervous.

The property manager pretended to inspect, but in fact, he knew that the reason why the fire could not be ignited here was that he turned off the main valve of the natural gas riser in the gas pipeline pressure regulating room downstairs.

The maid's aunt, who was in the dark, saw that there was no fire on the stove, and was wondering, the property manager just came up to find a small plane, and she didn't have to call the property office, so she asked the property manager to come in and repair it.

The security captain was holding a small plane on the side, and the property manager looked through the cabinet under the gas stove and said to the security captain: "You go downstairs to the pressure regulating room to see if there is any tripping." ”

After taking the security captain away, the property manager glanced outside the kitchen, and hurriedly walked out to quickly glance around the living room while the maid aunt was still opening the windows in each room for ventilation.

Looking at it, I don't know where it is that it is not so conspicuous and can be easily found.

In the living room?

This space is a bit large, there are a lot of furnishings in the living room, the coffee table is easy to find, but it is too conspicuous, and the gap in the sofa is not so obvious, but it is not easy to find.

The TV cabinet is also not good, and it is clear that there is no place to hide things.

Looking at it, I finally understood that it was a problem of the century.

The corner of her eyes squinted so that the maid's aunt was about to walk out of a room, and the property manager didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly turned around and went into the kitchen.

When I passed by the restaurant, I saw the wine cabinet on the bar, and I didn't have time to hesitate, so I walked over and stuffed the document bag into the top compartment and put it flat, and pressed it with a heavy bottle of foreign wine, then took out my mobile phone to take a photo, and then immediately walked into the kitchen and continued to check the gas stove.

It stands to reason that the wine cabinet is full of wine, and this place will not be used every day, so it is not so conspicuous, but if you pay a little attention, you can find the document bag pressed under the bottle of foreign wine.

If it doesn't work, he can't help it, so he'll just hand it over!

"Okay? What's the problem? "As soon as the property manager returned to the kitchen, the maid aunt came in, so dangerous!

"Your gas stove is not broken, and there is no problem with the valve of the entrance pipe, I have asked people to go downstairs to check the main valve, please wait a while, I will definitely help you fix it."

"Thank you so much, your property company is really thoughtful."

After a while, the property manager tried to turn on the gas stove switch, and after a flint hit the ignition, it actually caught fire.

I think it was the security captain who was in the gas pipeline pressure regulating room downstairs, and just opened the main valve.

The property manager not only repaired the natural gas, but also did not charge a penny of service fees, this time the aunt thanked again and again, and politely sent people to the door.

Seeing the aunt close the door, the property manager who came out of the corridor took out his mobile phone and sent Han Xu a photo taken from the wine cabinet, explaining: "This place is safe! ”

After waiting for a while, Han Xu didn't reply, the property manager hurriedly went downstairs to the office, stared at the monitoring host of the entire building for a long time, and then learned to pick up his own water cup and poured a large glass of water on the host like Li Tianhu did last time.

Not long after Han Xu was sent back to the Song family's villa by Li Tianhu, he first changed into a set of home clothes in the room, took care of himself, and then took out his mobile phone to see the message from the property manager.

Click on the picture above to see that it is the wine cabinet on the bar in the restaurant, she has never entered the mansion, and she doesn't know if the scene on the picture belongs to that suite.

But since I left the matter to the property manager, I can only choose to believe it, and I can't be picky about the place where I put it, after all, it is a place that I can't get into.

He replied simply, "Great work! ”

The property manager sent a lot of nonsense again, which was nothing more than asking her to speak well in front of Song Qingyun, and Rory was full of flattery.

Han Xu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, changed his clothes and went downstairs, and saw Xiao Su running in from the gate in a panic.

Seeing his second young grandmother, Xiao Su didn't seem to think of a few derogatory words, but immediately rushed out the back door, probably back to the servant's small building.

Han Xu sneered, there was no reason to walk into the restaurant by himself.

Song Qingyun was already sitting at the dining table, drinking the soup slowly, and it was still Lao Zhao who was waiting beside him.

Han Xu walked over to say hello, also sat down to eat, and asked pretendly: "Why is it that my mother is eating, and Xiao Su doesn't come to serve?" ”

Song Qingyun immediately straightened his face: "Hmph, that girl, she disappeared all day, and she didn't see the ghost shadow, and she was still counting on her to serve me for dinner!" ”

"Did I see her just now?" Han Xu was stunned and stretched out his hand and pointed to the back door: "She ran to the servant building in the back, as if there was something urgent." ”

Song Qingyun threw the spoon into the bowl, splashed the steaming soup on the table, and shouted to Lao Zhao angrily: "Go!" Call her in for me! ”

……

In the police station, a group of tall and mighty policemen squatted on the ground, surrounded a little boy, forcibly held their rough voices, and spoke softly to the little boy.

"Kid, do you know your mom and dad's phone numbers, or where you live?"

"The kindergarten phone number is also fine, if you know, tell Shu Xiao, and Shu Huang will send you home."

"Be quiet, don't scare him, you loud and loud man."

"I'm already very gentle, don't be afraid, children, Shu Huang is a policeman, specializing in catching bad guys, you are a good boy, we will protect you, come and talk to Shu Xiao, what is the phone number?"

The little boy's indifferent face blinked his eyes in annoyance: "I don't know! ”

The Shu millet took the trouble to bring the sugar: "Look, what is this? Do you want to eat it? Tell me if you want to eat. ”

The little boy rolled his eyes at the candy: "I don't eat such cheap things!" It doesn't taste good when you look at it! ”

"Oops! You're a little skinny kid, and you're quite arrogant, aren't you? So, what about this? Shu Huang conjured up a box of fried chicken nuggets from behind his back, this was their overtime dinner, and now in order to coax the children, they even contributed their own dinner.

Who would have thought, the child glanced at the fried chicken nuggets disdainfully: "Junk food, my mother won't let me eat it!" ”

Shu Huang had a headache one by one, and he didn't know where to start, but this child was picked up on the street in the evening.