After thinking about it, Zhong Su decided to go downstairs to investigate the situation. He glanced at Qiao Anhao who was lying on the bed and said, "You wait for me here. Don't run around, otherwise!"

His tone suddenly deepened, but Zhong Su didn't continue talking. He carefully opened the door and looked out. After making sure that there was no one there, he went out of the room directly.

After he left, Qiao Anhao immediately got up from the bed and locked the door behind her.

Just kidding, it's no wonder she didn't take such an opportunity!
She took her shoes and moved to the window. Although she didn't want to wear high heels, she still had a way to go, and she couldn't walk barefoot.

Just outside the window is the eaves, the villas here are not like domestic villas, the reason why she chose Zhong Su's room is because only his room can go up from the eaves.

And her place is a wall, and those vines are enough to bear her weight, going from there is a dead end, otherwise she wouldn't have to take the risk of drugging Zhong Su.

However, the effect of the medicine was somewhat unsatisfactory.

She raised her hand and looked at her bare wrist. There was originally a bracelet there, but because she was worried about Mi Ai, she had already given it to Mi Ai. She touched the necklace on her neck, and Anhao let out a foul breath. .

Stepping on the smooth eaves with bare feet, there was still some warmth from the sun. With the shoes in her hands, she groped carefully, not wanting to slip and fall, it would be the end of the game.

Carefully lying on the eaves and moving one step at a time, Qiao Anhao's heartbeat accelerated. In this too quiet night, she could even hear her own heartbeat and the tension.

There was no sound coming downstairs, and she didn't know if Zhong Su and Yu Wei's people met, but Yu Wei's speed made her feel a little surprised.

Although she provoked Yu Wei, and even deliberately hinted at her attack, An Hao expected the time to be at least after tonight, but Yu Wei's people came so fast.

An Hao had a vague feeling of being calculated, but she hadn't fully seen through the plan, as if it had been covered with a thin layer of fog, and she hadn't been able to see the ultimate purpose of the plan.

Slowly climbing down along the vines, Qiao Anhao's heart slowly eased until her feet landed on the ground. She was carrying her shoes and was about to run, but there was a sense of coldness behind her.

It seemed that a cold air wrapped around her body, making her unable to move. She froze on the spot and turned around slowly, but her eyes showed shock.

On Zhong Su's side, after he went downstairs, he found a pile of corpses. All of them were killed by one blow. They were not wounded by gunshots, but were slid across the neck and pierced into the temple by a sharp knife.

He checked for a week, but found no suspicious person. He searched all the rooms downstairs but found no clues. Instead, there was silence.

"Oops!"

Zhong Su suddenly came to his senses. He ran upstairs three steps at a time and wanted to go back to the room, but found that the door was locked. He broke the lock with a gun and rushed in.

But there was no one in the room for a long time. Looking at the wide open window, the cool breeze was blowing slowly, but the hostility in Zhong Su's eyes became more and more serious.

When exploring those wounds, he knew that it was him who came.

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