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Compared with Zhong Qiu's tossing and turning, when Fu Ying woke up lying on Simmons and opened her eyes, the Chaplin silent comedy projected on the wall was still playing in a loop. The second day under camera surveillance.

Yesterday was the first day in this house. Fu Ying didn't have any sense of being restricted in her personal freedom. She lived a leisurely and lazy life. She would eat when she was hungry, sleep when she was thirsty, and sleep when she was tired. She would watch movies and play computer games when she was bored. .

You don't have to worry about being monitored and peeped on every move, and you can burp and fart as you like.

But yesterday's laziness only existed yesterday, today Chang Er will send an email to Zhong Xu to confirm the continued cooperation, Zhong Qiu finds that it is only a matter of time before he finds him here, he has to finish the rest of the work and leave before he finds him.

It is not a good memory for the first love in life to end so dismal.Fu Ying sat up from the bed and stretched, thinking that she must find a place with a good view to rest and heal her emotional wounds.

Secretary Chen still didn't show up in the villa today. Fu Ying sat in the dining room alone and enjoyed her breakfast. Looking at the sunshine outside, she just wanted to take a stroll in the yard, but she got a refusal.

"You can have people follow me, it doesn't matter how many more." Fu Ying watched them pull out her empty pockets: "You see, I don't even have a mobile phone with me, and I will definitely not run around."

The two security guards looked at each other: "Sorry, Secretary Chen said you are not allowed to go out, please don't make things difficult for us."

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Fu Ying no longer insisted, and took a step back and asked: "Since I can't go out to see, can I visit this house?"

"Of course you can. Secretary Chen said that you can visit as you like."

Fu Ying smiled: "All the rooms are okay?"

"Yes."

After getting an affirmative answer, Fu Ying turned and went upstairs to her bedroom, stuffed the satellite card phone hidden under the mattress into her socks, and took a monitor in her pocket.

There seemed to be no one in the house except myself, only a few security guards and aunts. The security guards didn't seem to have much time to chat, but maybe the aunts in the kitchen.

Fu Ying went downstairs while thinking, but instead of going directly to the kitchen, she found a sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where the sun could bask in the sun and sat down, holding the science fiction novel she found in the study and began to read.

The novel has been around for a while, and it was popular when Fu Ying was a child. The routines in it are outdated now, but it is nostalgic, and there is nothing wrong with passing the time.

He turned the pages of the book backwards, and suddenly realized why there is such a book in Zhong Hengzhong's nursing home?Could it be that the old man still has a childlike innocence?

But according to the time, when this book came out, Mr. Zhong was already an adult, so he shouldn't be interested in this kind of thing.

Fu Ying thought about getting up and going back to the study, and found that the set of science fiction novels was complete. He stood on the big bookcase and looked down bit by bit. On the upper level were professional books related to financial investment and some world famous books. , but the shorter ones are filled with science fiction and comic books that children like.

Zhong Xu lived here?

Fu Ying frowned. He opened the cabinet and took out the comic books. When he turned to the last publication date, he found that it was in the last few years.He took the bottom of the book and weighed it to make sure that it was not a well-preserved book, but a newly bought one.

"This is the book that Mr. Fu told me to buy after he bought this house. Does Mr. Fu like it?"

Secretary Chen suddenly appeared at the door, looked at Fu Ying who was holding a book and smiled: "When Mr. Fu was young, it should be a very popular book among children."

"Yes." Fu Ying closed the book and raised her eyebrows: "At that time, both boys and girls in elementary school must have read it. If you haven't read it, you will be excluded because there is no common topic in the chat."

He put the book back on the shelf, turned to Secretary Chen and asked, "This book is obviously not what Mr. Zhong wanted to read. Could it be that Young Master Zhong Xu lived here?"

"Of course not. You are the only one living here, Mr. Fu." Secretary Chen replied truthfully, and explained to Fu Ying: "You are wrong about one thing. Mr. Zhong bought these books for himself to read."

Looking at him, Fu Ying always felt that this man was tempting herself to ask why, and obviously behind the why, there was a scumbag hiding behind. Finally, he finally understood that some love would not be there once he missed it. He wanted his son to love him again but failed, so he could only make a love by himself. The house deceives its own grounds.

Fu Ying only nodded her head for the reason of not telling the truth, "Then what are you doing here today?"

"Master Zhong Qiu liked to read these books when he was a child. Mr. Zhong bought these books and came back to read them just to get to know him better."

Fu Ying: ...

Oh, as expected of a professional secretary, even if she doesn't question herself, she can still follow her own lines. Compared with Feng Qing, she is still a bit inferior.

"You mean, Mr. Zhong built this house similar to the old house, and bought Zhong Qiu's favorite books in it, just to imitate Zhong Qiu's appearance, so as to get to know him better?"

Fu Ying thought about it and said, always felt that the old man's thinking was really weird, and Zhong Qiu was not dead, so giving Zhong Qiu the money for buying this house was better than playing Zhong's Sims here.

Secretary Chen nodded: "That's what it means, and this house will also be given to Master Zhong in the future."

"Oh, that doesn't have much to do with me." Fu Ying changed the topic and asked again, "You came here today, what do you need to ask me?"

Secretary Chen smiled: "It's about the information you want."

He took out a stack of documents from his pocket and handed them to Fu Ying, but when Fu Ying was about to reach for them, he suddenly withdrew his hand and put it back in the bag.

"What does this mean?" Fu Ying raised her eyebrows.

Secretary Chen: "Mr. Zhong asked me to hand over this document to you, but he has a doubt, what are you going to do with this document?"

Fu Ying took a step forward and directly reached out to hold the document exposed in the corner of Secretary Chen's bag. She stared at Secretary Chen and sneered suddenly. When all his attention was on her face, the bug in her hand I took the opportunity to put it in the interlayer of the leather bag and stick it.

"I don't think this is something you should worry about." Fu Ying narrowed her eyes and said word by word: "Also, please tell Mr. Zhong that when I was here, everything on it was leaked." If you don’t go out, tell him not to worry.”

He pulled out the file and left the bug inside.

"I will tell Mr. Zhong the truth." Secretary Chen watched as Fu Ying began to look through the evidence, coughed lightly and said, "Look slowly, I have something to leave now."

Fu Ying responded, but Secretary Chen stopped at the door, turned to look at Fu Ying and said, "Mr. Fu, Master Zhong Qiu is very anxious now and has been looking for you."

The hand that turned the page paused, and Fu Ying turned to look at Secretary Chen: "So you changed your mind and let me go out to reunite with him now?"

"No, what Mr. Zhong means is that since you agreed to stay here, don't contact Master Zhong Qiu again."

After Secretary Chen finished speaking, he helped Fu Ying close the door.

Fu Ying read the materials from beginning to end, found the next volume of the science fiction novel from the bookcase, and went back to the room. When he entered the door, he pretended to tie his shoelaces, and adjusted the infrared sensor that was pasted on the door yesterday. Location.

After confirming that someone was standing at the door, he would know immediately, Fu Ying pushed the door open and entered the room, locked the door and lay down on the bed, picked out a science fiction movie with a wonderful plot and started to play, under the cover of explosions , he dialed Su Jiaojiao's number.

"Hey?"

Fu Ying looked at the information in front of her and said, "Jiaojiao, to make a long story short, there are two things. The first is about the person named Zhuang Chuan who helped me check last time. This time I need you and Lao Jin to help me with something. One is to forge a car accident evidence, according to the correction I have now, I will read you now..."

His satellite phone kept on talking, but the ordinary phone at hand still had no signal. Zhong Qiu called more than a dozen times in the past two days, and the phone never rang.

An hour and a half had passed since the last time he called Fu Ying, Zhong Qiu picked up the phone and there was still no news from Fu Ying, but Zhuang Chuan sent a message, reminding Zhong Qiu to call him back.

Zhong Qiu sat on the sofa and didn't rush to call Zhuang Chuan back, but dialed Fu Ying's phone number again.

Still not in the service area.

Zhong Qiu hung up the phone silently, took two deep breaths while holding the phone, although he knew that Fu Ying should be fine, but the worry in his heart was still uncontrollable.

The content on the two people's chat interface was still the same as yesterday, Fu Ying's cute expression was bouncing on the screen, Zhong Qiu watched it twice, and finally started typing in the input box to send a message.

Where are you is just the first sentence, is it safe or not is the second sentence, if you see it, contact me immediately, and the mobile phone is open 24 hours is the third sentence.

After sending the message, Zhong Qiu fell into silence. He wiped his face and dialed Zhuang Chuan's phone after his mood stabilized. After a brief beep, the phone was picked up. Zhuang Chuan's voice was still full of Nasal sound, obviously just woke up from sleep.

"Sleeping?" Zhong Qiu asked, "It seems that I called at the wrong time."

"It's okay." Zhuang Chuan shook his head, and he came to his senses.

Zhong Qiu: "Something happened, I need to call."

Zhuang Chuan paused and said, "Someone has been observing me recently."

Zhong Qiu frowned: "Recently? Then why did you say it today?"

"The people who come to stare at me are different every day. I just confirmed it last night." Zhuang Chuan thought for a while and continued: "Every time there are men and women who come, the other party is very slippery and hard to catch."

Zhong Qiu paused, and said in a low voice, "I'll come over later after get off work, so don't startle the snake."