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"How did you get in here?" Fu Ying stretched her head to look at the thick night outside the window, raised her eyebrows and said, "Kung Fu is still the same as before."

Chang Er put down her bag and threw it on Fu Ying: "Do you think I'm just like you, except that I can't do anything other than head-to-head with others? You are a weirdo, a boy like Su Jiaojiao and me. Gong is the normal way to live."

"Maybe, after all, IQ is not good enough to make it up." Fu Ying pulled away the backpack that Chang Er threw over, looked at the laptop inside and raised her eyebrows: "Su Jiaojiao asked you to bring it to me?"

"Yes, but you have a signal jammer here, I don't know how you use it." Chang Er glanced at the time: "To make a long story short, how did you come to such a suburban place?"

Fu Ying: "I was brought here by Zhong Qiu's father, temporarily acting as a weak person who lost his personal freedom and was separated from his lover."

"Fuck it, I can take you away if you want to go." Chang Er glanced around the room and found that the interior decoration is exquisite, the furniture is high-end, and the living environment is [-] times better than the small black room in the basement he imagined. times.

Originally thought that my brother was suffering from cold, starvation and suffering in the copy of Little Daylily, but I didn’t expect to find out that it was a five-star hotel suite with an air conditioner with a constant temperature of 25 degrees.

Chang Er sighed for himself: "Why bother?"

"What are you doing? Are you dissatisfied to see that I didn't suffer?" Fu Ying rummaged through her backpack, took out two monitors and an infrared alarm and put them in her pocket. After thinking for a while, she took a locator from inside.

Seeing his movements, Chang Er couldn't help but ask, "Are you planning to stay for a long time?"

"No, but I can't leave now." Fu Ying raised her eyebrows: "Zhong Heng threatened me with the will left to Zhong Qiu, saying that if I don't stay here to cooperate with his plan, Zhong Qiu will lose every penny." Can't get it."

Chang Er was amused when he heard it: "He only has two sons, a male model and Zhong Xu. If you run away, everything will be Zhong Xu, then your mission will be completed? You can still run in a very reasonable way, It's really wonderful."

Fu Ying looked at him: "You mean to tell me to run away now?"

"If you don't run now, it's more time to wait. If you don't miss the opportunity, don't come again." Chang Er shook his hand and said quickly: "To be honest, if you run away, my mission will be completed by the way. brother."

Fu Ying was taken aback: "What do you mean, your boss is also Zhong Xu?"

"No." Chang Er coughed lightly: "The employer's secrets must not be revealed."

Fu Ying glanced at him: "It's either he or his uncle. How much money did his uncle give you to get close to Secretary Feng? Is it for the cooperation between the two of you this time?"

He took out a folding knife with a blood groove from his backpack, held it in his hand, weighed it and asked, "I want you to tamper with the documents Feng Qing handled, or let you take the documents directly, and then they will make a decision." Do something to the departments below?"

"...Sometimes you know in your heart that you don't have to say it." Chang Er took the knife from his hand and threw it into the bag: "Change another one, this one is not suitable for you."

After choosing the knife again, Chang Er took two more anesthetic needles for Fu Ying. He put them in a box and handed them to Fu Ying: "One for each person, and it takes about three hours to finish the injection."

"Understood." Fu Ying took the anesthesia needle and put it away, then looked at Chang Er and asked: "Then have you got the documents?"

Chang Er raised his eyebrows: "What did you get? Feng Qing didn't mention work at all when he was with me. He took me here to eat and play every day, and went to the movie theater if he had nothing to do. It's still going strong."

"Cao Li doesn't want to urge you if there is no progress?" Fu Ying smiled: "People who can come up with the idea of ​​causing a car accident are not good people."

"Why didn't you rush me? When I contacted him, I used a disguise to make people think I was a woman, so now I'm wondering if I'm a real fake, and threatened me that if I don't get the documents quickly, my documents will be taken away." I told Feng Qing my real identity."

Chang Er shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Although he has this kind of cerebral palsy operation, he is generally a smart boss. According to his analysis of Feng Qing's character, my personality in front of him is indeed very suitable for Secretary Feng. The relationship warmed up quickly."

Seeing the smile on his face, Fu Ying coughed and asked, "Aren't you afraid that Feng Qing, like Zhong Qiu, pretends to be confused?"

"Come on, he doesn't have as much thought as Zhong Qiu. Secretary Feng is innocent. Last time I saved the contents of his mobile phone, I read it first. There is nothing strange about it."

Seeing that he stopped taking things from the bag, Chang Er buckled the backpack, took out a card phone from his pocket, and handed it over, "Satellite phone, Su Jiaojiao and I still have Lao Jin or the old number."

"Okay." Fu Ying nodded: "It's good that he didn't find out."

Chang Er paused, but quickly put the bag on the ground back on his body, and clicked his tongue: "However, his attitude is a bit strange recently. I don't know what's wrong. He doesn't seem to be so enthusiastic about me."

"What did you do?" Fu Ying asked.

Chang Er: "I kissed the face before, this time he wanted to kiss the mouth, but I refused."

He scratched his head: "It's not that I hate him, the main reason is that I think it's weird to be hugged and kissed by him in women's clothes if I don't pretend to be half a head taller than him."

"..." Fu Ying hesitated for a while and said, "If you feel like you can't complete the task, let's keep a distance. Zhong Qiu and I know each other's real gender and appearance. You are too unfair to Secretary Feng."

Chang Er: "Of course I know. I used the same value to give back the gifts he gave me before. There is no financial debt, but emotionally..."

He glanced at Fu Ying, said hi and said, "Before you figure it out, leave me alone."

Fu Ying put away all her things, watched him open the window and was about to leave, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Chang Er raised his eyebrows: "It's still too late to change my mind and leave."

Fu Ying shook her head: "Going back with you, Zhong Qiu will only watch me more closely in the future, and some things will be more inconvenient to do. It's rare that there is no monitoring here, and I have to deal with the rest of the things."

"What do you mean by finishing it? Are you going to continue with this broken list?" Chang Er said earnestly: "Life is more important than money, I hope everyone knows."

Fu Ying said indifferently: "It's not a matter of money or not. Originally, it was me and Zhong Qiu who lied to each other. It's a matter between the two of us. But Cao Lishu asked someone to drive me over, and Zhong Heng again Come and threaten me, I have met all the rare flowers that are rare in life, and it would be a pity to leave without a gift."

"Focus on Cao Lishu and Zhong Hengzhong, why? Want to help Zhong Qiu out?" Chang Er looked at him: "To be honest, you are not a good person. You approached male models because you took money from others. From the side, you really You shouldn't be angry with him. But from the perspective of personal growth experience, a cheating father and a mother who died early, and a brother who is older than himself and covets property, huh huh, the male lead in a bitter ethics drama is standard."

Fu Ying: "I know how he is. I'm telling you, the day after tomorrow, you register a new encrypted email address, send an email to this address, and tell him that the cooperation will continue, but don't do unnecessary things during this period , and wait for my next message."

He reported a string of email addresses, and only after making sure Chang Er remembered them did he let him go.

After checking the time and making sure that he had left safely according to Chang Er's speed, he pushed the wheelchair to the wall and reached out and pressed the bell on it.

He waited for a while, and there was a knock on the door. This time it was not Secretary Chen, but a middle-aged woman who opened the door.

"Master, do you need dinner?"

It was the first time someone called you young master, and Fu Ying felt a little strange. He nodded and said, "Yes, I'm hungry and need something to eat."

The woman reported a bunch of recipes for Fu Ying to choose. He thought about it and chose a few at random. When the woman was about to leave, he suddenly asked, "Excuse me, do you know where Secretary Chen has gone?"

"Secretary Chen has already left. If you need to find him, you can use the phone in the corridor outside."

Fu Ying responded, and waited for the woman to leave before opening the door of her room and coming out. When she turned her head, she saw the camera pointed at her at the end of the corridor.

Not in the room but outside, Fu Ying raised her eyebrows, and pushed the wheelchair to the phone in the hallway.

He picked up the phone and said hello twice, and then said, "I have something to ask Secretary Chen."

After waiting for a while for the call to be transferred, Secretary Chen's formulaic greeting came from the receiver. Fu Ying cleared her throat and said, "Secretary Chen, I'm sorry to disturb you. I hope you can tell Mr. Zhong about something."

"What, you say."

Fu Ying: "I'm sitting in a wheelchair and can't move around freely. It's because of Zhong Xu, but I can understand Mr. Zhong's reluctance to bear his son. If this is the case, the uncle of Master Zhong Xu is not Mr. Zhong's son. Bar."

Secretary Chen: "You mean..."

"The car was the hands and feet of Zhong Xu's uncle, Cao Lishu, so it's okay for me to let him go to jail." Fu Ying smiled: "I won't make it difficult for Mr. Zhong in front of his son, as long as Cao Lishu is Evidence of hiring someone to create a car accident, and I'll handle the rest."

Secretary Chen glanced at Zhong Hengzhong on the hospital bed, and relayed Fu Ying's meaning. The old man was silent for a while, finally nodded, and said in a low voice, "Zhong Xu couldn't learn anything good from following Cao Lishu."

Secretary Chen understood, and said to the phone: "Mr. Zhong said yes, but..."

Before he could speak, the door of the ward was kicked open. Ping An, who was sleeping, jumped up in shock. Secretary Chen looked at Zhong Qiu who was standing at the door of the ward with an angry face, and immediately hung up his hand. phone.

Zhong Qiu looked at Zhong Hengzhong who was sitting on the bed, suppressed his anger and asked, "While I am still rational, tell me, where did you get Fu Ying?"