I looked at the two black suits who were walking around in the distance and patrolling silently, and I was a little stunned and started to be stunned, which naturally caused Mr. Zhao's puzzlement: "Little young master? Little master! Is something wrong? ”

When I came back to my senses, I looked at Manager Zhao, who was staring at me with a smile on his face, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile, but began to think about how to put on the bottom of these two vigil black suits: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of some trivial things from before." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSpeaking of which, these patrol friends of your Mu family are really powerful, and they are still so energetic after keeping watch all night. ”

"Oh?" Manager Zhao's expression was qualitative, and then he followed my gaze to look at the two black suits that were patrolling not far away, one tall and one short, and then smiled: "Hey, hey, little master, these two are both masters in the house, and they have been in the special forces before." Not to mention a night patrol, even if you don't sleep for three days, you won't have the slightest mistake. "Manager Zhao's tone is a little bit arrogant, and a little bit of the meaning of showing off the strength of the Mu family to me.

It's covered! I immediately pretended to be surprised, and continued to test the identities of these two people with the careful thinking of Chief Zhao: "Special forces? Manager Zhao, has the Mu family always used this kind of master to look after the home nursing home? Isn't that a bit too big? ”

"Little master, let me tell you, the most important thing in the Mu family is people. But these two were here last night, and it was for your safety. This kind of thing, those of us who are in the present naturally need more snacks. "Manager Zhao naturally didn't know the little abacus in my heart, and thought that I was really shocked by the abundance of talents in the Mu family.

He did say it tactfully, but I could understand the meaning of his words. Obviously, in order to prevent a few of us from making some trouble in the middle of the night, Mufu also put a lot of effort into the transfer of manpower last night. No wonder the moment I opened the door last night, two black suits immediately appeared in front of the door, and it seemed that they had really been ordered to die, and they had to keep a firm watch on us at night.

I continued to pretend to be curious, and asked Manager Zhao: "That's really a lot of trouble for Manager Zhao, but I don't know where these two are responsible on weekdays?" ”

"This ......" Mr. Zhao frowned, I don't know why I asked this question so abruptly, hesitated for a moment and replied casually: "On weekdays, these two people are only responsible for the safety of the backyard......" Then, he seemed to feel that his words were a little inappropriate, and asked rhetorically: "What?" Is the young master very interested in these two? ”

"No, it's just boring, just ask, hahaha." With my own laughter, I prevaricated the question, and I really didn't want to continue to dwell on the problem of black suits. Then I looked up again at the roof of the wing, could it be that it was related to the sound of tiles I heard last night? The "messenger" sneaked in from above the roof and stuffed the envelope into the crack in the door? But in the face of two special forces-born night watchman masters, this explanation seems to make some sense. Could it be him?

I looked at the puzzled Manager Zhao in front of me again, if it was really him, it was possible. Because he was the only one who could quietly put down the envelope when he led me into the house and left.

Manager Zhao looked like a circle, and he didn't know what I was doing, he looked at the black suit in the distance, looked up at the roof in a daze, and suddenly stared at him again.

"Ahem...... cough ......" He coughed lightly a few times, interrupting my thoughts: "This, little master, let's go quickly, master, they are all waiting in the hall." ”

"Yes, you're right." I came back to my senses and met the urging of Mr. Zhao. This is indeed the case, and I am not a detective, so why bother to decipher the "messenger" method of sending letters. At present, the top priority is not how this photo came about, but what this photo represents, and I have to quickly find an opportunity to exchange news with Jin Buchang and discuss countermeasures.

In fact, there is another question that I must figure out as soon as possible, is this photo of the "messenger" sent in batches? Or is it targeted individually? The answer to this question can only be revealed after meeting the others as soon as possible.

Following the footsteps of Manager Zhao, I walked all the way in the direction of the hall, but my mouth was not idle, still trying some questions about the Mu family like a side ball.

Mr. Zhao didn't know if it was out of conceit and didn't take me into account for a small role, or if he didn't understand my temptation at all, but he answered my questions very neatly anyway.

At first, the atmosphere on the road was somewhat harmonious, but when I asked that question, Mr. Zhao suddenly stopped......

"Manager Zhao, is there any rare treasure hidden in the backyard of your Mu family?"

The reason why I asked this question was, of course, not because I was whimsical to wonder if the Mu family had any great treasures. Mr. Zhao's previous description of the black suit mentioned that these two are the top masters in the house, and they are responsible for the security of the backyard on weekdays. And the word backyard naturally reminds me of the arched iron door locked by huge iron chains at the end of the long path on the side of the main hall when I first entered the wooden mansion.

Layers of shackles, guards, no one can guess that there must be some great treasures or secrets hidden in them.

To be honest, I don't expect Mr. Zhao to tell me anything about this. In this world, not to mention such a huge force as the Chengnan Mu family, even if it is every individual who exists alone, who will have no secrets.

What deeply stimulated my deep curiosity was the kind of look in Mu Duo'er's eyes when she looked at the backyard, that kind of gentle, lonely, sad look......

Mr. Zhao walked in front of me, suddenly stopped, and stood motionless. I was a little confused and stopped with him, not understanding which nerve Mr. Zhao had been stimulated by this question to make him react like this.

In fact, if he doesn't want to say it, he can excuse himself by not knowing the past, or simply not answer, these reactions are normal. But now this behavior of suddenly standing still without saying a word is really incomprehensible to me.

A deep voice suddenly came out of the mouth of Manager Zhao, who was facing away from me in front and bowing his head: "Little Master, have you ever heard such a sentence?" ”

I was stunned, and I couldn't understand why all of a sudden, this obscene big bald head suddenly seemed to be a different person: "What words?" Mr. Zhao, please speak. ”

"The more you know, the faster you die......" The gloomy and cold voice came into my ears, and I couldn't help but feel a wit. The people in the Mu family are really the kind of people who turn their faces faster than turning books. This Mr. Zhao was respectful to me one second, and he was already coldly threatening the next.

After Chief Manager Zhao dropped this sentence, he no longer had any words and walked straight in the direction of the hall. I shook my head and sighed secretly, the atmosphere was so noisy that I naturally didn't want to say anything more, so I had to follow silently.

The stone road is long, the rockeries are lined up, and the courtyard is extremely quiet and comfortable under the morning light. I followed Mr. Zhao all the way, but I had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. Today, I am afraid, is destined to be an unquiet beginning......