Jiang Wuche personally thinks that there are a lot of melons.

However, apart from a bunch of foul language that exposed his personal qualities, the parties did not continue to disclose more effective information.

The phone's memory is almost bottoming out, but he still hasn't deleted a large part of the back.

The popular fried chicken and the beggar scolded each other, and the character collapsed. If the news is revealed to the media, it will definitely be vigorous.

If you take this to his brokerage company to make money, you will definitely be able to make a lot of money.

The house can finally be opened.

That's nice.

Detective Jiang Wuche, whose reputation in the industry has become intimidating, is ready to change careers to become a paparazzi.

The garden is shaded by a variety of plants, like a grove at the back of the campus, giving it a sense of privacy and security.

Jiang Wucheka's blind spot eavesdropping, which is also very convenient.

He was about to turn off his phone when he noticed a WiFi signal in his phone.

Password required.

I can't connect.

There is no network signal here, which means that even if you forcibly crack the password and connect to the other party's WiFi, it is useless.

He glanced at the name, and didn't know who it was for: "Do me a favor." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wuche turned on the hotspot on his mobile phone and replied by changing his name.

Now that there are many people sitting back at the square table playing with their mobile phones, Jiang Wuche is still not sure who it is.

In order to show that he was not so unconventional in the blind spot of squatting like this, Jiang Wuche also slipped back to his position before others noticed him.

"Lucheng, market price." The other party immediately changed his WiFi name. To put it simply, it looks like a veteran.

It seems that he is indeed looking for him.

The corners of Jiang Wuche's lips rose slightly: "Okay." ”

Sure enough, a third person spotted it, and got a terrified emoji.

Jiang Wuche was very suspicious, and now all the people who were looking at their mobile phones were watching this secret transaction with the mentality of a voyeur hidden in the shadows.

Both of them turned off the mobile phone hotspot at the first time.

Jiang Wuche is actually not afraid of being screenshotted to check the IP.

After all, this kind of screenshot can be forged in P-pictures, and it is not physical evidence.

Moreover, without clear evidence and backstage, ordinary people do not dare to do anything to him.

Anyway, who is Lu Cheng!?

Everyone arrived one after another, and fourteen people were still sitting around the square table as they had done last night.

Jiang Wuche's seat was backlit at this time.

I only felt that the sun behind me was shining brightly, and it was simply not normal.

He just wanted to turn around and take a look, but was grabbed by Yu Qian.

"Don't look." He covered Jiang Wuche's eyes and leaned into his ear and said.

The two were very close. When Yu Qian spoke, the scorching breath from her mouth lingered in Jiang Wuche's ears.

Hot, itchy.

For some reason, there is a feeling of grinding ears and temples.

Jiang Wuche didn't struggle, and he couldn't struggle.

The strange feeling of light and land made his brain dizzy, and when he entered the dream world, he didn't stand firmly, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell.

"Be careful." Yu Qian supported him at the first time.

Fu Ziqi, who already knows Yu Qian's true gender and lives in the two-dimensional world all year round, seems to have discovered something that he shouldn't know.

"Is it a random map match now?" In order to prove that he didn't know anything, he shifted the conversation to this dream map.

Jiang Wuche didn't feel anything wrong from beginning to end.

He looked up at the sky.

It's daytime, autumn is crisp and cloudless.