The three of them silently walked out of the door of the building where the property office was located, until they walked out of the gate of Wangle Home, Meng Xinyao took out a small makeup mirror from her bag, and whispered, "Follow to the gate of the park, and I won't follow." ”

Mo Chen hummed softly, pretended to raise his hand, pointed to the corner of the street, and said loudly, "There is a delicious duck noodle over there, if you don't dislike it, I'll treat you." ”

Meng Xinyao cooperated, "So good? Then you're welcome. ”

There is indeed a duck fan on the corner of the street, but Mo Chen doesn't know if it's delicious or not, he just wants to find a reason to have a good chat with Meng Xinyao and them. As for saying this, it was nothing more than acting for the eyes behind him, and when he came out of the property, Mo Chen noticed that the electrician who told them the location of Pang Wei's office at the beginning had been pretending to be unintentionally following them not far behind.

It seems that Pang Wei is quite bottomless in his heart, I don't know if he has succeeded in persuading Mo Chen to give up making trouble, Mo Chen thinks about it carefully, in fact, Pang Wei is quite naïve. Regardless of whether Mo Chen was really persuaded by him or not, did Mo Chen and the others have to discuss what to do next on the way to Wangle Home?

It was lunch time, and the small store with less than 30 square meters of duck noodles was crowded with diners who came to eat. Mo Chen and the three of them ordered the meal, but they had to stand at the diner table that was about to finish eating, waiting in line.

Maybe it was because they were watched eating by themselves, and the guests at that table finished eating very quickly, quickly paid the bill and left, and Mo Chen and the three of them had a place to stay.

As soon as the three of them sat down, the waiter gave the duck noodles ordered by the three of them, and Mo Chen took out three pairs of convenient chopsticks from the chopstick cage and handed them to Meng Xinyao and the others respectively, while asking, "Are they all recorded?" ”

Lin Xiao touched the zipper on his chest and nodded, Meng Xinyao gently patted the pocket of his jacket, "Don't worry!" ”

Mo Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't come in vain today, at least he got what he wanted.

Lin Xiao took a bite and looked left and right, there were so many people in the small shop that in this small space, there was always a buzzing voice.

Sure that no one would hear the content of their conversation, Lin Xiao relieved himself and said, "After all, it is a covert shooting, many of the pictures are destined to be blurry, and the rough video must be cut." After eating, I'll go back and get it, but I can't do it, stay up all night tonight, and I might get it all done tomorrow morning. ”

"Then this ...... of mine," Meng Xinyao touched his pocket, "I'll bring it back to you later?" ”

Mo Chen said, "Don't want it yet, just put it there with you, the video has been recorded at the same time." Keep your one as a backup! ”

Originally, an audio could not be kept as real evidence, and it was not suitable to be transmitted.

Mo Chen suddenly thought of a very important question, and immediately explained to Meng and Lin, "After you get the video, think about passing it on to me, you must not spread it without authorization." ”

"Why?" Meng Xinyao asked puzzledly, "In terms of our profession, the expansion of video dissemination should be faster than yours!" ”

Mo Chen waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with this!" You listen to me. ”

"Old Mo ......" As soon as Lin Xiao opened his mouth, he realized that he had lost his words, so he immediately changed his words, "Old Comrade Mo." You can't help but be too unrighteous when we are too unrighteous! ”

As soon as these words came out, Meng Xinyao immediately understood what Mo Chen meant, and said anxiously, "If it's really dangerous, even if you come to spread it, isn't it still the same!" At least as journalists, we are more or less secure than you, you ......"

Mo Chen waved his hand to signal Meng Xinyao to be calm and not to be impatient: "No!" You've done me a lot of help, and this matter has nothing to do with you in the first place, so there's no need to involve you again. ”

"It's already involved!" Because Meng Xinyao was in a hurry, her voice was unconsciously amplified, and the guests at the adjacent table looked at them curiously.

Meng Xinyao pursed her mouth, lowered her head, and poked the bowl in front of her with chopsticks.

When the eyes of the melon-eating crowd withdrew from a few of them, Mo Chen gently persuaded, "Listen to me, I can understand your feelings, you are a good girl!" But looking at this matter now, it is not ordinary, if it is really because I asked you for help, and I have created unavoidable trouble for you, I will really die ten times, and I will not be able to make up for it. Shall I listen to me, if I beg you? ”

Meng Xinyao's mood was very low, she lowered her head, didn't look at Mo Chen's eyes, and hummed sullenly, Mo Chen reached out and gently touched Meng Xinyao's forehead, as if comforting, but didn't say anything.

agreed on what to do today, Mo Chen accompanied Meng and Lin to return to the door of the Internet café to pick up the car, his home was nearby, and he had nothing important to do.

Since the beginning of Lao Duck Fan'er's shop, Meng Xinyao has been sullen and unhappy, thinking about her own thoughts.

Mo Chen watched them get into the car and waved goodbye to each other, and at this time, Meng Xinyao opened the car window and stared at Mo Chen with complicated eyes.

"Gone!" Lin Xiao greeted, started the engine, slammed on the accelerator and walked away.

When Mo Chen returned to his house, it was only more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and at this time, only Xiao Jing would quietly help him take care of the house, and Zheng Yi would not appear. However, Mo Chen didn't bother to ask, after all, he himself was anxious these days, so he didn't have time to talk to Zheng Yi, whether he was looking for his lover according to his personality.

Today, Mo Chen felt a little tired inexplicably, and when he got home, he deliberately avoided Xiao Jing, ignored her entanglement and questioning, hurriedly hid in the bedroom, and planted himself on the bed.

Some people, when they are worried and upset, will unconsciously feel sleepy, like a physiological reaction to escape. The other kind of person will have trouble sleeping because of troubles, but Mo Chen belongs to the latter, although he really wants to sleep for a while, but he can't get his wish.

Mo Chen jumped up from the bed in annoyance, lit a cigarette, and inadvertently saw the laptop on the bedside table, and couldn't help complaining, "I can't afford to pay the broadband bill, how can I have money to buy a computer?" ”

I pressed the power button casually, and waited for a long time before the screen jumped to the standby interface, as if the computer was answering Mo Chen, the value of this computer is much cheaper than the cost of broadband.

On the standby desktop, in addition to the icons of the regular search engine and chat tool, there are some ORD documents marked and classified. Those documents, all written by Mo Chen, he was a little shocked, his character was so exaggerated, it seemed that the deity really wanted to become famous, and he wanted to go crazy.

Fantasy, tomb robbing, supernatural and even domineering presidents, but some popular writing styles abound in Mo Chen's computer.

It seems that Mo Chen's COS deity doesn't know what type he wants to write at all, or rather, he doesn't care about what he writes at all, he just blindly dreams of becoming famous in one fell swoop.