Zhang Leifeng sat in the car, the driver turned his head and looked at him with a hint of surprise, and said, "I said little brother, did you get on the wrong car?" ”

"No, let's get to the airport now." Zhang Leifeng replied bluntly.

"Little brother, I'm not here to pick you up, if you want to take a taxi out of the community, you can do it." The driver's tone remained calm, and Zhang Leifeng could analyze it from his words, this is a very kind person.

Since you're a kind person, then I won't let you worry.

Zhang Leifeng sat up straight and replied to him seriously: "Hello, I know that you are here to pick up Fan Miaomiao, in fact, she is not the one who really wants to take the car, and I am, so I trouble you and send me to the airport." ”

After listening to this, the driver was a little confused, and looked at Zhang Leifeng blankly for half a minute without answering.

The brain kept turning, Fan Miaomiao was living with a man? And it's a guy who looks sick in the head.

When he was still stunned, Zhang Leifeng took out his mobile phone and dialed Fan Miaomiao's number, and then asked her to explain to the driver that if she spent it here, her time would really not be rich.

After the driver listened, he started the car, drove away from the community, and followed Zhang Leifeng's guidance all the way to the airport.

When I arrived at the airport, I raised my hand to look at my watch, which was five minutes later than I expected, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

After passing through the security check, I entered the VIP lounge, and after waiting in the lounge for less than ten minutes, I heard the waiter say to himself that he was going to start checking the ticket.

Stepping on the plane to country M, sit in the spacious business class, change stocks left and right, close your eyes and rest.

This is his first time abroad, and his heart is not as excited as he imagined, but his brain has always been in a state of emptiness. In Zhang Leifeng's words, brain cells must die where they should die.

After flying for more than 16 hours, the plane arrived at the international airport of country M, where Zhang Leifeng stepped off the plane, walked through the passage, and walked out of the security checkpoint.

From afar, I saw a guy holding a sign standing there looking around, and next to him stood a woman with black hair and yellow skin. It seems that she should be the one who called me at noon.

Zhang Leifeng carried his backpack from a distance and came to the two of them.

The man holding the sign probed Zhang Leifeng from top to bottom, and then the woman next to him asked, "Are you Mr. Zhang?" ”

Zhang Leifeng nodded.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I'm here to pick you up for the boss, you can call me Nasha." The woman introduced herself in a friendly manner.

Zhang Leifeng symbolically shook hands with her, and walked out of the airport with the two of them.

Sitting in the car, the woman kept saying something unrelated to the case, Zhang Leifeng sat in the back of the car and nodded in response, but in fact, his ears didn't hear a word at all.

It's too boring to want to know how your hometown is, how to know your motherland, and not to go back and run over to ask yourself.

The car was driving on the road, Zhang Leifeng looked at Nasha and was about to continue, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her: "Nasha, I want to rest for a while now, is it okay?" ”

Nasha's face was a little embarrassed, and she forced a smile: "I'm sorry, I may be because I can't stop seeing the people of the motherland, you can rest for a while, we will be there for a long time." ”

When Zhang Leifeng heard her say this, he felt a little too much for the first time in his heart, as the old saying goes, "meet old acquaintances in a foreign land".

As soon as the words came out, it would definitely not work if he wanted to take it back, Zhang Leifeng nodded with a smile and closed his eyes.

After driving for nearly two hours, the car stopped in front of a villa that looked reasonably low-key from the outside, and the door of the villa slowly opened, and the car drove in.

Zhang Leifeng sat in the car and looked around quickly.

Chirping!

The car stops and the doors open.

Nasha was the first to walk out, and then made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Leifeng: "Mr. Zhang, please come here." ”

Following Nasha to the villa, the two servants were working silently, they heard the sound of the door opening and turned their heads to look at Nasha and Zhang Leifeng who walked in, and then continued to work with their heads down.

Looking at their hands, skin, and the state of work, Zhang Leifeng concluded that these two people were not too poor people, the skin on their faces was very good, which showed that they would often be maintained, and their hands were not as rough as those servants he had seen before, if they didn't say it, no one would know that their work would be servants.

Of course, these are not reasons for Zhang Leifeng's suspicions, after all, the owner of this family is very rich, and the salary of a servant may be higher than that of a white-collar worker.

Passing by their side, Zhang Leifeng sniffed with his nose, and they were sprayed with mid-range perfume.

"Mr. Zhang, please." Nasha, who was walking in front, said as she stood on the stairs.

Zhang Leifeng quickened his pace and followed her to the second floor.

The second floor is the room where the maid lives, and the place where the owner meets and exercises, the third floor is the master's bedroom, the study, and the room for their two children, oh, by the way, at the end of the corridor is a video room for watching movies and playing games.

Coming to the reception room on the second floor, Nasha pushed open the door, invited Zhang Leifeng to sit down first, and then poured him a glass of water.

"Mr. Zhang, wait a minute, I'll go and inform the boss now."

"Okay."

Nasha walked out of the room, Zhang Leifeng got up from the sofa and quickly walked around the room.

In the reception room, there is a large leather sofa, a desk, a bookcase on the other side, and a table in the right corner with a coffee machine and other equipment.

Da-da-da-da!

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Zhang Leifeng quickly returned to the sofa and sat there upright.

Chirping!

The door opened, and a man of nearly fifty years old walked in from the outside, about 1.9 meters tall, with a high nose, blue eyes, and curly blond hair, typical of M people.

He was wearing a white shirt and a black blazer, and there was no brand on the suit and shirt, which showed that this was a private suit and the price was expensive from the workmanship.

From his bloodshot eyes and sad expression, it was clear that he hadn't slept peacefully for a long time, either because he was busy with work or because of his wife's disappearance.

came to Zhang Leifeng and stretched out his right hand: "Hello Mr. Zhang, I'm Cliff." "Introduce yourself.

Zhang Leifeng shook hands with him, and the two of them immediately sat down facing each other.

Nasha sat next to Zhang Leifeng, acting as a translator.

Cliff sat on the couch, his lips moving slightly, showing some uneasiness inside.

"Mr. Zhang, the reason why I want to invite you here is because you used to handle things for a friend of mine, Jason, so I really hope that you can help me solve this matter."