Since she promised Bai Luo to contact Su Xiaomi, Bai Mu'er has been wandering around the fishing village every day.

It didn't take long for her to discover that an old fisherman who spoke in tongues would go out to sea every day with a load full of ingredients.

That's him.

After a few days of contact, the old fisherman finally agreed to Bai Mu'er and threw some shells with notes hidden on the island when loading and unloading ingredients on the island.

"Sister Nansheng, is there any news?"

Bai Luo asked her this question almost every day at dinner.

Bai Mu'er flattened her lips, "Wait." ”

"Su Xiaomi's elm head, it's rare to find out the news I gave her within a week."

Bai Luo flattened his mouth, "Xiaomi is not stupid." ”

Looking at the young man in front of him who was angrily retorting, Bai Mu'er shook his head lightly.

fell in love with the same person as Mo Beixiao, she really didn't know whether to say that her younger brother had a good vision, or she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

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In fact, when those artificial shells were thrown on the island on the first day, Su Xiaomi saw them.

The days on the island were boring, and her daily pleasure was to lean on the balcony and watch the old fisherman's fishing boat come from a distance, watch the bodyguards unload the ingredients, and watch the old fisherman drive the boat away in the wind and waves.

Every day, every day, over and over again.

So, that day, the old fisherman unusually shook his clothes on the beach and shook a lot of artificial shells onto the beach, Su Xiaomi saw it clearly.

It's a pity that there are too many eyes on the island.

In addition to the maids, bodyguards, there are a lot of surveillance cameras in the villa.

She didn't dare to rush into looking for the shells.

So it took her a long time to make picking up shells a daily routine.

On the first day, she watched the tide rise and fall at the beach.

The next day, she was painting on the beach.

On the third day, she began to collect shells.

She took the shells back to the villa, and after much rinsing and polishing, she finally found the notes hidden inside the shells.

"Su Xiaomi, I'm Bai Mu'er, if you're on the island, paint this shell black and throw it on the fisherman's boat."

Holding this note, Su Xiaomi's hand trembled slightly.

She thought that these shells were given to her by Mo Beixiao.

It was actually Bai Mu'er.

Probably because of the previous incident, Su Xiaomi always had an innate resistance to Bai Mu'er.

After a whole night of ideological struggle, the next day, a black shell was thrown onto the old fisherman's boat.

From that day on, shells of different colors were thrown into the old fisherman's boat every day.

"She said she was doing well over there."

While eating, Bai Mu'er lined up the shells on the table and explained to Bai Luo, "She said she really wanted to come back. ”

"She said they didn't embarrass her, on the contrary, she was doing well on the island."

"She said she supported us in sending someone to rescue her, but she wanted to be safe."

After explaining the meaning of each shell, Bai Mu'er raised her eyes and glanced at Bai Luo, who was holding her mobile phone in a daze, "Are you listening to me?" ”

Bai Luo put away his phone and nodded hurriedly, "I'm listening." ”

Bai Mu'er rolled her eyes and continued to explain to him.

But what she didn't know was that at this moment, in a tallest building in S City, Mo Beixiao was leaning on the senior chair, closing his eyes, listening to the woman's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Bai Luo, let me tell you, if you want Su Xiaomi to have a good impression of you, you should listen to me and save her before Mo Beixiao!"