Their conversation became farther and farther away, and Song Chang realized something and quickly hid it.

"Zhang Fan, you don't need to send me, I'll just go back with the child by myself."

"Sister-in-law, let me send you, don't be too sad......"

Zhang Fan locked the door and sent them back, and the whole house was silent.

Song Chang gently pushed open Song Fan's door, his eyes wandering around the room.

The furnishings in the house are simple, neat and orderly. On the side of the window there was a desk, a chair, and a pot of greenery on the window.

There was a hardcover notebook spread out on the desk, and Song Chang flipped through it, and there were no words in it, only traces of a piece of paper that had been torn.

The locked drawer under the desk piqued his curiosity.

He looked at the keyhole and pulled the prepared wire from the pocket of his coat.

It's been a long time since he's opened a lock with wire, and when he inserts the wire into the keyhole, he feels a little jerky in his hands. Finally, it was inserted completely, but the wire could not be turned.

Song Chang paid attention to the movements around him while repeatedly adjusting the angle of the wire. Finally, with a "click", the lock was opened.

He rummaged through the drawers, and sure enough, he found a brown paper file bag among the many papers, and it seemed that this was the document he was looking for.

Oddly enough, there is only one copy of the document.

He searched the room again, but there was no sign of the second document.

He searched for a few minutes on the first floor and couldn't find it.

Is it on the second floor?

He scrambled the papers in his arms, walked out of the room attentively, made sure there was no movement, and went to the second floor.

The villa in front of me is brand new, with two floors inside, surrounded by a fence and some big trees next to it.

The height of the fence is a bit high, but it wasn't a problem for Lu Xiao.

It seems that the documents that Uncle Liu is looking for are here.

Just as he was about to sneak into the courtyard through the wall, he found footprints on the wall.

The mud on the shoe prints was very shallow, and if he hadn't been very observant, he wouldn't have seen the shoe prints on the wall, and surprisingly, there were four shoe prints on the wall.

The origin of the shoe prints is not clear, but the person who can step on four footprints on the wall must have put in the same amount of effort as him.

The door was locked, and it seemed that the man in the room had sneaked in not long ago.

He climbed the fence and leaned against the trees to observe the whole yard.

Except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the whole yard was silent.

Is there no one inside?

Just as Lu Xiao was about to jump into the courtyard from the wall, he suddenly heard a sound of the door closing, the sound was very small, but he still heard it.

He followed the sound and looked over, and saw a figure on the first floor, a man with a grim face, as if he hadn't smiled for a long time.

He watched his surroundings from time to time, holding what looked like a document in his hand, and then went to the second floor.

Lu Xiao silently stared at the strange man, and at the same time raised his vigilance, the shoe prints should have been kicked out by him, and the documents in his hand ......

Strange, he was at a loss for a moment.

Uncle Liu didn't send someone else to carry out the mission with him, and the person just now was not a member of the organization.

The man is agile and seems to have been trained, could he be the same kind of uncle as I am?

Just as he was thinking, a fallen leaf fell from the tree, and he turned his head slightly, only to see a group of people not far away.

He looked at the man who had entered a room on the second floor, then at the group of people, and then he immediately jumped off the wall and hid behind a large thick tree, quietly watching how the man would get out later.

Song Chang searched carefully in the room on the second floor, and did not miss any corner.

There was no trace of the documents under the pillow, in the book, in the drawers, and under the various items, and he was anxious to see the time pass minute by minute.

Is it possible that the second document is not on the second floor either?

There was a faint amount of sunlight coming in through the window, and he estimated that Zhang Fan was coming back soon, and it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, and the second document could only be observed more.

Song Chang thought so, so he climbed over the wall and went out.

Lu Xiao had already hid behind the big tree, and he counted the eight people in that group.

The man in the lead said something to the left and right, and then the others dispersed around the wall, after which the man made a silent gesture, and they fell silent for a moment.

Lu Xiao suddenly realized the intentions of these people, it seemed that they were planning to catch turtles in the urn.

As soon as Song Chang climbed down from the wall, he saw several people suddenly rushing out of his surroundings and surrounding him.

Song Chang realized something, but it was too late, and they tightly enclosed him in a small space.

"If you want to harm me, there is no door!"

Zhang Fan caught a glimpse of the documents in Song Chang's hand, and made eye contact with the relatives he had called to help.

He barely suppressed the pain of the loss of his loved ones, and approached Song Chang suddenly, as if he was provoking and threatening.

"Fortunately, I kept an extra eye and installed a needle-eye monitor in my room, otherwise I would not have been able to catch you so easily."

Faced with this scene, Song Chang was not flustered at all, and there was no special expression on his face, but he silently made a defensive posture.

"I'm not going to tell you where the second document is, don't even think about it!"

"I don't know what you've been through, but I guess the second document is on you."

"It's worthy of being a member of the Dead Leaf Organization, so quickly let you guess." Then Zhang Fan's eyes widened and he glared at Song Chang fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, Song Chang's calm expression was a little dazed, he had never heard of the withered leaf organization, so he said frankly: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"It's useless to play stupid with me, but fortunately I was prepared." Zhang Fan glanced at Song Chang, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"Call me!"

Eight people rushed up, wanting to take down Song Chang, but what they didn't know was that Song Chang was waiting for this moment, waiting to get the documents in the chaos.

Lu Xiao couldn't hear what they were talking about from a distance, only to see everyone surrounding the man, and he was quickly knocked to the ground by the man.

The fallen people let out painful gasps, and now only two or three men who could punch and kick were fighting with the man.

Judging from the strength of the man's fight and the amplitude of the swing of his shoulders, there is no doubt that he is a practitioner, and his agility knocked the rest to the ground in two or three strokes.

However, Lu Xiao is more worried now that the man's task is obviously the same as his own, and it seems that he is not going to get the documents from Zhang Fan, but from him.

Do you want to join the gang in the chaos and seize the files?

The man's skills are not below mine, and he is not even as good as him.

Before there is a certainty of victory, without knowing whether it is friend or foe, rushing forward will definitely surprise the snake.

What if it were another way?

Normally, Song Chang always uses the means with the least damage value to knock his opponent down when fighting, because he doesn't want to really hurt others, just because the task needs it.

When he doesn't have time to think, he chooses what he does best---- Solve problems by force.

Although there are many opponents, there is only a parry. The people who fell to the ground got up again and continued to attack Song Chang.

Song Chang threw a very quick low kick like the first wave of people coming around, and they fell to the ground in a sharp pain.

It was not a way to keep consuming like this, so Song Chang stopped defending and changed to an offensive state, wanting to fight quickly.

He stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fan by the collar, and a back shoulder fell to the ground, and the others came around, and he knocked one down with a straight right punch, and then stepped up and kicked one sideways, kicking one down.

Several people fell to the ground under Song Chang's punch, and there was a wail in their ears. The remaining two people saw that the situation was not good, and they did not dare to act rashly, and the scene was deadlocked.

The two men looked at each other, hesitating to rush forward, when they suddenly felt a man dodge to their sides, slashed their necks with the palm of his hand, and then bent to the ground in pain.

When Song Chang heard their wails and was puzzled, suddenly a handsome young man in a white shirt walked up to him.

The white shirt that he didn't know walked to Song Chang's side, Song Chang's lips opened slightly, and he was about to say something to him, but he interrupted him.

"I'll talk about the words of thanks later, but get out of here now." Yang Zhexuan said in a slightly friendly tone, while hurriedly glancing at Song Chang, and then shifted his gaze to look at the wailing people on the ground.

Calm. In addition to calmness, there is some imperceptible faint sadness in those eyes, maybe the man wants to make himself look calm and self-controlled, but the pain in his heart will still climb up along the internal organs and finally reach the bottom of his eyes.

The reason why Lu Xiao shifted his gaze was because he was afraid that if he looked at it a second time, he would see that the man's calm was fake, and he was even more afraid that the man would see his gaze.

He will not debunk what others want to try to hide, and if necessary, he will help them hide it together, which is Lu Xiao's habit.

Just like Uncle Liu said that he was the child he picked up, but he clearly remembered that it was Uncle Lu......

He went to Uncle Lu to ask about it, but he helped Uncle Liu cover up the truth together, as an orphan, Lu Xiao knew that there was no need to be too demanding about the truth of the matter, and it was already airborne luck to have a place to live.

Regarding the white shirt, Song Chang did not say anything.

He stood still, with a little coldness in his deep eyes: "I don't want to thank you, I can solve these people myself, but I can't leave yet." ”

Yang Zhexuan looked at his handsome and resolute face, and said helplessly: "Okay, but why wait?"

He asked knowingly, the man hadn't found the second document yet, so he couldn't just leave.

"It's my business, it has nothing to do with you." After speaking, Song Chang turned to a serious look at the white shirt.

The white shirt is sunny and handsome, and there seems to be a smile on his face, which makes people look very comfortable at first glance, and there is no sense of estrangement.

Song Chang suddenly saw himself a few years ago, so happy, so enthusiastic and cheerful, if he went back a few years, he would definitely become a brother with the white shirt in front of him with a similar personality.

But now...... He had long been accustomed to being alone.