Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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Leng Yunchen didn't ask her about the topic just now, knowing that it was a sensitive place in her heart.

In fact, the reason why their brothers and sisters are not like her and their parents is because they are the children of their parents. Although they are five or six years old, they grew up together. The (guan) relationship has always been very good. Also spoiled her.

At that time, he often appeared next to her, caring and paying attention to her like a brother and a friend.

"Can't eat?" Leng Yunchen watched her put down her chopsticks.

"Yeah." She responded faintly.

Leng Yunchen glanced at her, and immediately brought his face over in the next second, and started to solve it for her.

Both bowls were eaten (dried gan) and there was nothing left.

When Leng Xiaomo watched his brother bring her noodles to eat (gan), her eyes flickered slightly, and her expression became a little complicated.

"Go, go to rest early."

After Leng Yunchen finished speaking, he got up first, looked back at his mobile phone, and went to call someone.

"Brother, don't you (sleep Shui) so late?" Leng Xiaomo asked him in surprise when he got up.

Leng Yunchen nodded casually, "You don't care about me, I still have something to deal with, hurry up (sleep in Shui)."

After that, Leng Yunchen turned around and walked to the balcony to call.

Leng Xiaomo: "..."

She tidied up the dishes and put them in the sink, turned and walked to her room.

At this moment, she also faintly heard the voice of him calling from the balcony.

"What, it was taken away? Who is the thing, did you find out..."

"They must find that person first, otherwise that person will undoubtedly die if they steal something...!"

When Leng Xiaomo heard the words his brother said on the phone, he only felt the right eyelid jump, as if those words touched some of her sensitive nerves.

Leng Xiaomo didn't pay attention this time, but walked to his room and leaned against the wall at the door to listen to all his conversations.

And the more I listened, Leng Xiaomo felt that something was wrong.

Why did she always remember what happened at the airport when she was here today when she listened to her brother?

Leng Xiaomo waited until her brother ended the phone call, turned off the light and went upstairs, and then entered the room.

It's just that she didn't (sleep in Shui).

The sixth sense made her vaguely realize that things seemed to be developing in an unexpected place.

She walked to the suitcase and opened it directly, took out her notebook and put it on the table. Only a lamp was turned on. She sat on the chair and turned on the computer, thinking about what happened at the airport today, and she remembered that camera.

My fingers began to quickly tap on the keyboard, wanting to call up the video and then delete it.

Her skills are far from the level that a hacker should have, just a little bit, so when she saw that the video had been set up for permission, her teeth pressed against the back alveolar, and she murmured.

She didn't want to find Sang Xia.

Just now...

Leng Xiaomo glanced at the time, and in a blink of an eye, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Sang Xia must be sleeping (sleeping in Shui), and she wouldn't bother her at this time.

And just for something that I am not sure about.

But permissions...

Why is there permission?

It is the authority deployed by the local police, probably to find clues from the video of the day.

But she just wants to delete it as soon as possible!