"She said she had a stomach upset and just left to go to the bathroom." Bai Jiu said.

Xi Jiyu's originally slightly frowning brows became a little deeper: "What did she eat today?" ”

Bai Jiu shook her head and complained calmly: "I don't know, I ate a lot anyway, and she has always had a good appetite." ”

Xi Jiyu pursed her lips, and then spoke: "Next time, remind her that when you are on a mission, don't eat casually!" ”

Xi Jiyu's voice was flat, but Bai Jiu clearly heard a trace of Xi Jiyu's displeasure with him.

He couldn't help but secretly fret: This Ji Mo is eating something and having diarrhea now, can he become cannon fodder?

Bai Jiu turned his head to look at the bandage on Xi Jiyu's neck, it seemed that this bandage answered all the doubts in his heart.

Weakly retracting his gaze, Bai Jiu nodded honestly: "Yes, I will supervise it well, and I will never let her make such a mistake next time." ”

After Ji Mo bypassed, he didn't go to the bathroom, took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, dodged the monitoring equipment, and climbed directly over the wall and outside.

1808, Lao Tzu is coming!

Ji Mo was a little excited, leaning against the outside wall, she looked down.

It's pitch black, only a few street lamps stand there, if you fall down, you have to hang it up!

Suppressing the excitement at the moment, Ji Mo cautiously walked towards Qiye's room.

Soon, we finally reached the location of the window opening.

The room was dark, Ji Mo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, is this already asleep?

Ji Mo turned over and entered the room, and as soon as she entered, a gun was pressed against her head!

"Don't move!" Qiye spoke coldly.

Ji Mo was not nervous at all, and told her not to move, she turned to look at the person, the muzzle of a gun on her head was lower, but there was no panic on her face.

Staring straight at the person with his eyes, Ji Mo spoke: "Give you a second, put down the gun quickly!" ”

The moment Ji Mo's words fell, he directly reached out to hold the gun, his head was slightly open, and he directly raised his foot and kicked towards the man's lower body.

The moment the man subconsciously dodged, he reached out to protect it almost reflexively.

Ji Mo looked at someone's movements, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "Don't worry, I haven't thought of letting you be your father-in-law yet!" ”

Qiye should have been angry, but the woman's playful words and the action she had just made were still damn familiar to him.

"You ......"

Ji Mo walked to the sofa and sat down, and unceremoniously ordered: "Close the window!" ”

Qiye looked at a certain woman like an uncle, and wanted to give her a bullet, but his feet involuntarily walked towards the window, reached out to close the window, and closed the curtain by the way.

Qiye turned on the light, stood in front of Ji Mo, looked at the woman who was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, her eyes were burning, and she was inquiring: "Who are you?" ”

"Who else do you think I am?" Ji Mo asked rhetorically.

Qiye stared at the arrogant woman in front of him, an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but a different face.

Something was about to burst out in his mind at once, but he suppressed it back.

He couldn't help but take a step forward, and reached out to reach out towards Ji Mo's face.

When his hand was about to touch Ji Mo's cheek, Ji Mo directly reached out and held his wrist.

Seven nights' eyes narrowed dangerously.

Ji Mo shook off his hand: "It's not a human skin mask, it's real!" ”

Looking at Qiye's appearance, Ji Mo knew that if this happened to someone else, she probably wouldn't believe it.

got up, Ji Mo looked at the person, unspeakably arrogant and domineering: "Re-introduction, Ji Mo, your boss!" ”