I don't have a system but I have a hammer

10 minutes later...

I put the stunned account manager in an empty room on the fifteenth floor, and took out the universal key card from him, turned around and entered the safe passage, and went directly to the sixteenth floor...

Opening the security door, I casually walked around on the sixteenth floor, and finally stopped in front of the glass door of the calligraphy studio. I saw a white-robed woman who was drinking tea at the front desk, with her face up to the sky, but with a beautiful sky...

Listening to the indistinct sound of classical zither inside, I really couldn't bear to disturb the silence, so I could only carefully knock on the door through the crack of the door...

"Open the door! I'm here to ask for the bill!"

This sudden shout scared the white-robed girl on the spot. She turned her head to look at me subconsciously, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she boldly approached a little closer and asked through the door...

"Little brother, did you find the wrong one? No one here should owe you money..."

I smiled and nodded...

"That's right. The boss of this studio owes me money, so I'll come to collect the bill. In this way, you tell me if the other person is in there, and if he is there, just ask him to come out..."

The white-robed woman's eyes were full of vigilance, she only hesitated for a moment, and then unexpectedly sneered...

"The owner of this studio is my father. If he owes money outside, will I not know? You don't want to ask, what is his identity? People ask him to write a piece of calligraphy, how can it be possible?" I owe you money? I advise you to leave now, or I will call the police..."

what a coincidence...

Lighting a cigarette, I nodded with a smile, took out my universal card without thinking, and then met the terrified eyes of the white-robed woman, swiped open the glass door straightforwardly, and at the moment she turned around to run away, Flicking the flying claws pulled it back, and hugged it in a fragrant embrace...

"Ah~ help..."

Before the white-robed woman shouted out the word "fate", I covered her mouth with quick eyesight and hands, and whispered softly in her ear...

"Don't talk, or I don't mind letting people see...the beautiful scenery under your white robe..."

As soon as the words came out, the white-robed woman stopped struggling immediately, but shrank her whole body, accompanied by violent trembling and panic-stricken whining...

"Hey, tell me where he is?"

As I spoke, I let go of my hand a little...

The white-robed woman hurriedly shouted...

"Help... uh uh uh..."

Ugh…

Sighing, I put her already stunned on the ground, and groped her for a while. After finding nothing, I glanced at the communicator on the coffee table, and called up the communication records inside...

However, just as I was about to find the contact information of the calligrapher, the wooden door behind the barrier was suddenly opened, and a large group of students and teachers holding calligraphy and painting poured out of it...

"Teacher, look at my word..."

"Yes, Not Bad…"

"What about me? What about me?"

"You need to improve..."

"Ah, teacher, look..."

"Fuck me?"

That's right, they saw the woman in white robe lying down on the ground, rolling her eyes, with an orgasm on her face, and they also saw me kneeling beside her with a depressed face...

At this moment, the scene was extremely embarrassing...

"Who are you! What did you do to her!"

Hearing what the male teacher said, I stood up silently...

"I said she fainted by herself, do you believe it?"

In the next second, screaming across the building...

"Ah!! Murder!"

"Quick, everyone, go back to the practice room!"

"Don't come here, I called the police, the police will be here soon!"

The male teacher reacted very quickly. While everyone hurried back to the practice room, he took out the communicator and threatened me, but before he pressed the emergency call, he was stunned by my flying claws …

I curled my lips, grabbed the white-robed woman on the ground, and dragged her into the practice room together with the male teacher...

As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by an artistic atmosphere with a faint ink fragrance, but this artistic atmosphere...

Destined to be full of chemistry...

Looking at the group of terrified youths in white clothes and the other teachers standing in front of them who were about to call the police, I threw two fog bombs into the crowd without saying a word, and closed the door politely...

After the commotion in the room was over, I put on my mouthpiece and opened the door to check. After confirming that they were all drunk under the artistic atmosphere, I locked the door and flipped through the communicator of the white-robed woman while in the studio. hang out...

No one in the reception room, no one in the pantry, no one in the dressing room, fuck, isn't this old guy here?

Cursing my lips, I glanced at the "calligraphy old father" in the note, and sent a message over...

(Dad, where are you...)

I thought I would have to wait a while, but I didn't expect the calligrapher to reply quite quickly...

(I'm in the tea room opposite, chatting with some old guys, what's the matter? Is the studio busy?)

After receiving the address, I left the studio without even thinking about it. While tampering with the surveillance video of the Global Center, I used the communicator of the white-robed woman to chat with her old father who was about to be swallowed by the art frenzy...

(Busy, too many people...)

(Haha, my daughter has worked hard, I remember that get out of class is over now, right?)

(Yeah, it's almost time to go...)

(Alright then, pack up, I'll be back later...)

I frowned when I got off the elevator, and hurriedly replied...

(Why are you bothering so much? I'll finish packing in a while, and I'll just come and find you...)

(Haha, my daughter is sensible, that's fine...)

Retracting the communicator, I was about to leave, but was stopped by the smoking reception lady at the door...

She glanced behind me and asked quietly...

"Where is my leader?"

My eyes were fixed, and my mouth became a lie...

"Go to the tuba..."

Upon hearing this, her eyes lit up, she took out the communicator and handed it over...

"Add a communication friend?"

I see…

There was playfulness in my eyes, and without further ado, I used the communicator of the white-robed woman to + the friend of the lady at the front desk, ignoring her question "Why are you using a female account?", and went straight to the teahouse opposite...

Five minutes later, I arrived at the entrance of the teahouse, but I did not enter directly. Instead, I used hacking software to search for the vehicle information under the name of the calligrapher, compared them one by one in the nearby parking lot, and finally entered the teahouse. …

Miss Yingbing is very polite...

"Hello, how many people? What kind of tea do you like to drink?"

I looked around and found that this row was all boxes, so I nodded calmly...

"Are there some older tea drinkers here today? I'm with them, can you help guide the way?"

Miss Yingbing didn't doubt that there was him, she responded with a smile, and led me into room 238...

"Sir, here we are..."

Watching her leave, I waited quietly at the door for a while...

"This tea is not bad..."

"It's good, it's good, but it's a bit harsh..."

"Haha, my daughter will come over later, let her bring some better ones for you to try..."

After thinking for a moment, I opened the door casually, and at a glance I saw four old men talking and laughing happily, and a calligrapher sitting in the main seat...

Seeing my dusty appearance, several people have doubts in their eyes...

"Little brother, who are you looking for?"

I scratched my head in embarrassment...

"Sorry, there is a Buick Regal MA271 in that parking lot. I accidentally scratched it just now. I don't know if it is your car..."