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Except for specific positions in Zhong's enterprise, the off-duty time is not fixed, and the rest of the people get off work at six o'clock.Even if Zhong Qiu was the boss, he would leave with his bag as soon as the time came.

The sound of card swiping in the underground parking lot continued, Zhong Qiu sat in the car in no hurry, and waited for the staff in front to leave first before driving slowly out of the parking lot.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned the corner, at the bus stop sign, he saw Mr. Fu who had just hitchhiked in the morning.

Zhong Qiu raised his brows, drove the car over, lowered the car window and looked at Fu Ying who was holding a stack of books and said with a smile, "Coincidentally, we met again."

Fu Ying was also taken aback, she didn't expect to meet again at night.

"Get in the car. If you stop for a while longer, I will be fined." Zhong Qiu signaled Fu Ying to get in the car, and waited for the person to sit firmly on the accelerator to increase the speed, and went straight on the road.

Fu Ying was a little annoyed sitting on the co-pilot, she shouldn't wait for the bus to save money.Meeting him twice a day seems a bit deliberate.

Boss Zhong Da said that Zhong Qiu is a very suspicious ghost, although he hasn't seen it yet, but Boss Zhong naturally has his reasons for saying so.

Thinking about it, Fu Ying turned her head slightly to look at Zhong Qiu, and asked, "Does Mr. Zhong get off work at this time every day?"

"Basically, why? Want to take a ride every day?" Zhong Qiu said as he handed the orange fudge on the car to Fu Ying: "Want to eat?"

Fu Ying thanked her, took a piece of sugar into her mouth, and the taste of sugar spread in her mouth gradually calmed her tense emotions.Fu Ying put the sugar bag back to its original place, and thanked Zhong Qiu again.

Zhong Qiu: "Mr. Fu is too polite. Neighbors don't need to be so polite. By the way, did you buy the little Taimang you sent last time online? It tastes very good. I wonder if you can share the link with me. .”

"That was sent by my friend, not bought online." Fu Ying paused thinking about it, and said a little embarrassedly: "If Mr. Zhong likes it, next time my friend sends it over, I will take some."

"That's too troublesome. I just asked casually. Mr. Fu doesn't need to take it to heart." Zhong Qiu smiled and didn't say anything, and drove home smoothly all the way.

The Fengyuan community where the two live is a high-end community in the city, but the location is a bit out of the way, and there are not many people living there.This time Zhong Qiu directly drove the car into the underground parking lot.

"Sorry, I drove in subconsciously." Zhong Qiu realized that Fu Ying was still in the car after parking the car, and quickly apologized, "I forgot that Mr. Fu was also in the car."

Fu Ying: "It's okay, I can also go home through the corridor in the middle."

The [-]th building where two people live is an elevator-entry unit. There are two units on the left and right of a building, each with a common fire exit in the middle. Usually, the doors on both sides are closed. If the king does not see the king, there are two households. People may never meet.

Fu Ying stood with Zhong Qiu holding the book and waited for the elevator. The two entered the elevator and went upstairs. Zhong Qiu looked at the book in his hand and pushed the door open for him very gentlemanly.

"Thank you." Fu Ying turned her head and smiled at him, with two dimples on her face.

Zhong Qiu was stunned for a moment, watched Fu Ying's door close, and then slowly let go of his hand and closed the door in front of him.

Feeling that the sight behind her disappeared, Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.He took out the key to open the door, and threw the book borrowed from the library as a disguise, along with the glasses on his face, on the sofa beside him.

Fu Ying crouched by the door to make sure that no one had come in, then changed her shoes and walked into the study, turned on the desktop computer at home, and transferred the monitoring screen on the laptop.

After passing the identity verification, he clicked on the surveillance screens of Zhong Qiu's house and browsed one by one, looking for the figure of Young Master Zhong, but he didn't find it after looking at it again, and his heart suddenly arose.

Fu Ying pursed her lips, frowned and looked again, still did not find Zhong Qiu's figure.He exited the full screen only to find that the most important study monitoring screen in the lower right corner of the screen was pitch black.

Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately it was a technical problem and not a supernatural problem. Although he walked too many nights and bumped into ghosts sooner or later, he didn't want thrilling suspense films to turn into thrilling and terrifying ghost films.

He was drinking cold water to suppress his shock while adjusting the screen, but it was useless, and a screen more terrifying than a ghost appeared!

The monitoring screen is still stubbornly sad, full of darkness that Fu Ying doesn't understand.No matter how I debug it, I don't change my manly character, but the screen doesn't appear, Fu Ying's heart stops and then speeds up, bouncing up and down like an old mountain dance.

Damn it, Jin Lao Wu is such a scumbag, he gave him things so often, and he broke one of the cameras in only fifteen days.

Fu Ying bit her finger and was thinking about what to do, when she saw the figure of Young Master Zhong appearing on the screen again.

After taking off the suit, Zhong Qiu's sturdy figure became even more obvious. The light blue shirt was tied tightly with a belt, his long legs were paired with suit pants and his wrist was rolled up to reveal a watch. He looked like a male model in a magazine suit.

But Fu Ying was not interested in appreciating it at all. He stared at the car keys in Zhong Qiu's hand, and suddenly felt happiness knocking on the door.

Sure enough, Master Zhong took the car keys, bent down to pick up the documents on the sofa, and walked to the entrance, leaving without even a suit on.

Fu Ying watched him put on his shoes and go out, and immediately got up and walked towards the door.

He opened the door of his own house carefully, pushed open the door that separated the fire escape in the middle, and lay down on the door on Zhong Qiu's side.The reminder of the arrival of the elevator came indistinctly. Fu Ying immediately turned her head and went home when she heard it. She rushed into the study and opened the drawer to search for the key that had been allocated before.

Thanks to Jesus, the Jade Emperor, Zhong Qiu didn't use a fingerprint combination lock, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of effort.

Fu Ying took out the brand new micro-monitor from the drawer, and after confirming that it was available, she took the tools and went out in socks.The key easily opened the door of Zhong Qiu's house.

Turning her head to look at the elevator next to her, she was sure that it was still parked in the underground parking lot on the first floor, Fu Ying carefully put on blue shoe covers on her feet, closed the door and entered Zhong Qiu's house.

Compared with his own home, Zhong Qiu's house has more meaning of living at home.

There are half-read magazines and half-drinked tea on the table, all kinds of snacks are placed on the coffee table, and a few pillows that look very soft are scattered on the leather sofa.

Fu Ying took out her mobile phone and glanced at the surveillance screen on it. After confirming that Zhong Qiu's car had left the underground parking lot, she walked into the study room, stood under the curtain and looked up to find the location where she installed the miniature camera.

The camera was still in place, facing Zhong Qiu's desk, Fu Ying frowned and looked at it for a while, then moved Zhong Qiu's chair over, stepped on the chair and began to check what went wrong with the monitor .

When he designed the position of the monitor, he took everything into consideration, but he never expected that the quality of the monitor would not be good enough, and the ship would capsize in the gutter.

Fu Ying disassembled the monitor and looked carefully, but he didn't find anything wrong. He clicked the camera and put it directly into his arms, ready to start installing a new camera.

But at this moment, a sound came from the earphone. Fu Ying took out her mobile phone and looked at it. The blood in her whole body rushed to the top of her head in an instant.

This person surnamed Zhong actually killed the carbine and drove back. Now he has entered the elevator, and there are three floors left to reach the door of the house!

Fu Ying immediately jumped off the chair and put her things back in place. Zhong Qiu's elevator had stopped and was about to open the door. Now that she rushed out the door, she would bump into him and be caught on the spot.

He recalled the decoration of Zhong's house, and immediately turned around and rushed into Zhong Qiu's bedroom, opened the wardrobe with eight cabinets and hid in it, hiding in the woolen clothes that would never be taken out in this weather.

The mixed smell of cologne and mothballs spread on the tip of her nose. Fu Ying held her breath in the dark, and even turned off the monitoring sound in her earphones.

The sound of the anti-theft door being unlocked sounded. Fu Ying looked at Zhong Qiu's figure in the screen, listened to his footsteps from far to near, adjusted her breathing, and tried her best to calm down her heartbeat so as not to affect her judgment.

In the picture, Zhong Qiu entered the study room. Since there was no monitoring screen, Fu Ying could only stare at the monitoring screen in the corridor to count the time and judge what Zhong Qiu was doing.

Time passed bit by bit, Fu Ying licked the corner of her mouth, comforting herself that Zhong Qiu should just go home to pick up things and then go out soon, and should not stay at home forever.

What's more, even if he stayed at home, he could sneak away while he was taking a shower or other times.

Thinking about the worst-case scenario, Fu Ying began to plan a way out.The worst thing is that the mission failed and was discovered. Although his melee combat skills were mediocre, it would be no problem to throw Zhong Qiu down by surprise and run away.

Fu Ying thought, Zhong Qiu's figure finally appeared on the monitor again.

He had an extra document in his hand, and he had taken something away, so he should leave immediately.

The original worst assumption was overturned immediately, Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, sat in the pile of clothes and swallowed, before she had time to rejoice that she was out of danger, she saw Zhong Qiu turn around and enter the bedroom.

A cursive word came to her mind, and Fu Ying immediately held her breath to see what the young master was going to do.

In the picture, Zhong Qiu picked up the suit thrown on the chair and was about to put it on, but suddenly frowned and lowered his head to sniff the suit, then put the suit aside, turned around and began to open the closet to get clothes.

Fu Ying hid on the far right side of the closet, turned her head and saw the door on the far left was opened, the light from outside came in, followed by Zhong Qiu's hand.

Young Master Zhong rummaged around for a few times and didn't seem to find the clothes he wanted to wear, so he couldn't help but clicked his tongue and continued to open the cabinet door.Fu Ying huddled in the corner, watching the light getting closer and closer to herself, and seemed to feel that death was getting closer and closer to herself.

He clenched his fists and was ready to strike. The nearby door was also opened, and the light had shone on a place far away from him.

Just as he was about to attack, Zhong Qiu stopped rummaging and took off a dark blue suit.

"Found it." Zhong Qiu said with a laughing voice.