After Li Shaoze and Zhan Feng went out just now, Ye Qingyan went to his room to look for it, but found no trace of "Spring Palace Map".

Then Li Shaoze must have hidden the book in the briefcase he was carrying.

And when eating barbecue and chatting just now, Zhan Feng inadvertently revealed that they were going to a famous night banquet to sweep away pornography, if the person who went to sweep pornography still carried a book with him, let people know that it was not a slap in the face?

In fact, Ye Qingyan wanted to ask Li Shaoze for that book several times just now, but the wind of war was there, and she was embarrassed to speak.

A crow's cry awakened the slumbering night.

In the garden of Maple Bridge Winery, a group of security guards ran over, and then a lot of police came.

Ye Qingyan pushed open the window, what happened over there?

She turned around and ran to the door, and when she opened the door, she saw that the guards had already taken heavy hands outside the door, but she didn't see Li Shaoze's figure.

Seeing Ye Qingyan open the door, a guard turned around and blocked the door, and saluted Ye Qingyan.

"Hello, Li Shao instructed us to ensure that you stay in the room until tomorrow morning when the meeting ceremony of the Prime Minister of Nanyang Kingdom begins."

"What's wrong?"

"Someone in the winery has been killed, probably by someone from the Dark Left, please don't embarrass us, and be sure to stay in your room tonight."

Ye Qingyan closed the door, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched Li Shao leave in his exclusive Humvee.

Who did the Dark Left kill?

The curtains were blown up by the evening breeze and slapped against each other with a popping sound.

He? How could he be here.

Dewey.

Ye Qingyan was almost attached to the floor-to-ceiling window, and after seeing Li Shaoze's Hummer leaving, a tall and thin figure appeared in the garden.

A coffee-colored trench coat and a black shirt always have a faint fragrance of laundry detergent on the clothes.

Some cleanliness.

He was Ye Qingyan's best buddy in his previous life, and they entered the secret service together from the Air Force Special Operations Team.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are open, and it's easy to jump out of them, but there are cameras all over the place.

Ye Qingyan dressed up his men's clothes and glanced at the vents on the roof.

Glancing at the table where he had just eaten barbecue, he trotted two steps, raised his legs and jumped on the table, rushed upward, grabbed the cover of the vent, and ripped it off.

The vents were still buzzing with cold air.

The suit that Li Shao bought for her was slim and a little tight.

She took off her blazer, tied it around her waist, and once again stomped on the table, and with the help of her body, she rushed upward, holding her arm against the edge of the vent and burrowing into the ventilation duct.

Fortunately, she is relatively tall and can easily and quickly crawl in the ventilation duct without making a sound.

All the way to the vent in the corridor on the first floor, Ye Qingyan hooked the edge of the vent with his hand, bent his legs and jumped down, and fell to the ground.

She put on her blazer, straightened her tie, slipped one hand in the pocket of her trousers, and walked towards the garden.

Uniformed policemen are all over the garden, densely packed.

The tall and thin figure was standing behind the corpse surrounded by the police.

He shouldn't recognize her by now.

Maybe it was Ye Qingyan who kept looking at him, his keen and perceptive as an agent.

He turned his head suddenly, still as gentle and elegant as before, with a faint smile in his eyes, but there was a melancholy shadow under his eyes, and his chin was a little green stubble.

Di Wei glanced at Ye Qingyan a few times, but frowned slightly, of course he didn't know her.

Ye Qingyan suddenly felt sad, this is what is wrong with people!

"Brother, borrow a fire."

Ye Qingyan held a cigarette between her fingertips, which was a spare cigarette in her pocket when she was dressed as a man, although she had never smoked it.