After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

On the third day after the farce of the marriage proposal, I made a report with Wen Jiu, who had had tea above, and returned to the original owner's hometown with big bags and small bags.

Different from the bustling and bustling metropolises, this is just a small county town. When I come back every year, it is always the same as in my memory.

There is one thing to say, the condition of the original owner's house is not bad in the local area. He just bought a house in the new community two years ago, but this kind of living standard is obviously not qualified in Wei Yang's eyes.

Even though Cheng Tianle never asked her boyfriend to help the house, he automatically put on colored glasses.

[Tsk, how much do you look down on yourself, that you feel that everyone is here for money? 】

Going back through the details of the original owner's habit and small movements countless times in advance, Wen Jiu was still a little nervous when he was actually standing at the door of Cheng Tianle's house: [Hey, tell me, I shouldn't be discovered by the original owner's parents and change the core, just be a monster Type it out? 】

Most of the cannon fodder with tragic endings in the original book did not have the help of their parents, and some of them were the best with their elbows desperately turned out. It was the first time he saw ordinary but normal parents like Cheng Tianle.

If Cheng Tianle, who was bound by his obsession, was not in a daze at the moment, he really wanted to use spiritualism to tear down the firewall in the bureau, and directly drag the lord down and put him on top.

Catching the dangerous thoughts that flashed through the young man's mind in time, Xie Xuan reminded: 【Hypnosis card, do you want to use it? 】

As a psychological hint, no matter how bad the fast-traveler's acting skills are, they will not reveal their flaws while the props are in effect.

Wen Jiu shook his head.

How should I put it, it's not in his character to rely too much on props, and if he really does, Cheng Tianle's obsession will probably become terribly noisy.

After all, the other party cares so much about their parents.

"Knock knock."

Even though he had the access control card and key, Cheng Tianle had put presents at the door for the past two years and knocked a few times. If there was no response from the room, he would just walk away silently.

However, what Cheng Tianle didn't know was that, in fact, every time, there were people by the door and window watching his back as he left.

With his life experience in mind, Wei Yang's behavior of allowing his son to come out alone and not accompanying his son home for three years has already been blacklisted in the minds of the two elders of the Cheng family. In a sense, it's not that they can't accept Cheng Tianle's liking The man, but the man who couldn't accept Cheng Tianle's liking was Wei Yang.

Because of the phone call a few days ago, there was no quarrel between the two sides this time. There was a faint movement in the room soon, and the door opened with a click.

Facing the serious face whose outline was somewhat similar to that of Cheng Tianle, Wen Jiu opened his mouth and said, "Dad."

Seemingly casually glanced behind Wen Jiu, Cheng's father's already sullen face became even worse: "He really didn't come with you?"

She doesn't take her own son seriously!

"It's fine, what are you talking about?" He glared at Cheng's father reproachfully, and Cheng's mother, who also had apricot eyes, took the bag from Wen Jiu's hand, "Come on, Lele, come in, Mom I cooked good food for you today."

After doing enough homework in advance, Wen Jiu smiled: "Sweet and sour short ribs."

"Hey, I still remember." Ever since Cheng Tianle came out of the closet, she had rarely spoken affectionately, and Cheng's mother's eyes were wet, and she suddenly felt a little grateful for her son's resignation.

Otherwise, this smelly old man doesn't know when he will be so stubborn before he will go down the steps.

I have always believed in the principle that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Taking advantage of no one talking at the moment, Wen Jiu lowered his head to change his shoes, and cut straight to the point: "...I broke up with Wei Yang."

There was a thunder on the ground, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother were both startled, looked at each other, and subconsciously repeated: "Break up?"

"Well." Nodding calmly, Wen Jiu straightened her waist, "We will never get back together again."

The gauze on the back of the head was removed, and a simple hair extension was made at Tony's. At this moment, Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother were shocked, but they didn't realize that their son had been injured.

The son who was bent on hitting the south wall finally got back on track, but the two elders didn't feel any happy feeling, because they knew very well how much Lele liked Wei Yang and how serious he was about his relationship. To be able to say this, he must have suffered A lot of damage.

Cheng's father even raised his voice: "Did he bully you?"

"It's not too much." He didn't want to involve the original owner's parents in those bad things, and Wen Jiu avoided the serious, "It's just that I finally saw a person clearly."

Pretending to shrug his shoulders relaxedly, he grimaced with a smile: "But let me tell you in advance, I still like men."

Even though he is likely to be celibate for this mission, Wenjiu doesn't want to change or deny the original owner's sexual orientation just to make the old man happy.

Sexual orientation is not right or wrong.

What is wrong is that people are not kind.

"You child." Not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a moment, Cheng's mother gave Wen Jiu a light tap, then turned and went into the kitchen: "Hurry up and get the bowls and chopsticks, the food will be cold in a while."

He accurately dug out an iron box from the large and small bags, and the black-haired young man handed it to his father, shaking it childishly: "Praise me quickly, I brought good tea."

The stern-faced father of Cheng turned his head and snorted coldly, while he followed the package in his son's hand from the corner of his eye.

A very ordinary home-cooked meal, but Wen Jiu ate three bowls of rice. He took the opportunity to explain the work to the second elder of the Cheng family. He opened the door of the side sleeper and found that the furnishings inside were exactly the same as before the original owner left home.

Consciously not touching anything other than the bed, Wen Jiu put away the overly cheerful smile on the corner of his mouth: 【Did you tell me? 】

Xie Xuan: [No. 】

With the four blessings of body, memory, obsession, and acting skills, even if they are blood relatives, it is impossible to find the difference between two identical people.

Wen Jiu: [That's good. 】

After a long sigh of relief, he lay on the bed: [It feels like stealing the original owner's happiness. 】

[Why do you think so? 】Privately applied to the bureau for many special and commonly used medicines, Xie Xuan found a hawthorn-flavored digestion tablet, and handed it to Wen Jiu out of thin air: [Without you, what Cheng’s parents and Cheng’s mother would see today would be a cold tombstone . 】

As ordinary people, the two elders of the Cheng family would most likely have no way of knowing the truth, and no way of avenging the original owner.

What's more, with Wei Yang and Su Le's cruelty, if the Cheng family keeps pursuing them, the ending will only get worse.

Seeing that the young man was still biting the pill and not speaking, Xie Xuan said softly: [What?Others treat you well, but you don't get used to it? 】

Wen Jiu Chew Chew Chew: [Because they have nothing to ask for. 】

This is so good, even if he knew it was for Cheng Tianle, he would still be very uncomfortable.

[Trouble, you must avoid similar situations the next time you accept a mission. 】 Turned over abruptly, Wen Jiu spoke fiercely, but there was not much irritability in his eyes.

He casually glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, and asked: 【Has Wei Yang made a move yet? 】

[Not yet, he wants to confirm that you have really returned to your hometown,] Xie Xuanying is constantly monitoring the situation at Zha Gong’s side, 【But you didn’t check out, and the above has left someone near the hotel, so there is probably no need to hide the camera, he will be held down on the spot. 】

On the way home from the city, Wen Jiu also followed many little tails.

[Follow me, who told me that I am the key protection target now,] full of evil humor, Wen Jiu prayed quietly, [I hope the scumbag will be smarter this time, I'm still waiting for a good show. 】

The next morning, in S City, the stairwell of Wen Jiu's hotel.

Ask Su Le to help arrange a manager-level figure in the hotel in advance, Wei Yang is currently changing clothes with a waiter who is responsible for cleaning the Wenjiu floor.

It stands to reason that Wen Jiu didn't check out, and the hotel shouldn't have cleaned the guest room without permission, but after the hotel manager's secret operation, Wei Yang has successfully obtained the spare room card at this moment.

After he left, someone would take advantage of the gap between the security guards to delete the corresponding monitoring, without anyone noticing, no matter how much Cheng Tianle doubted himself, no evidence could be found.

Just after seven o'clock, the corridor in the morning was very quiet. There were almost no customers walking around. After putting on his hat and mask, Wei Yang went up the stairs to the third floor, found the cleaning cart that had been placed in the corner early, and pushed it straight to 306.

"Drip."

The high-quality soft carpet perfectly absorbed the sound of the rollers of the cleaning cart. Wei Yang successfully opened the door, looked around, and then entered the room lightly.

After packing away the luggage from the original owner's rental house, Wen Jiu kept them in the hotel, and he placed the green plants that needed sunlight and moisture in pots.

Seemingly being reminded of the warm and beautiful memories of the past by this familiar scene, Wei Yang was slightly stunned, and stopped for a moment.

— but only for a moment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the corner of the notebook protruding from the bedside. Wei Yang quickly gave up nostalgia for the plants, took three steps at a time, and opened it while sitting by the bed.

Wearing a gloved index finger, he expertly input a string of English plus numbers after each other's names and birthdays. Wei Yang squinted his eyes, held his breath and pressed Enter:

Cheng Tianle has used this password for almost seven years, even if they fall out, they probably won't change it in a short time.

Sure enough, in the next second, he saw the friendly welcome interface.

Very good, the notebook can be hidden in the cleaning cart and taken away, and now it is more important to make a copy of the contents of the desktop computer host.

In case Cheng Tianle hid important files too deeply, he also brought Yaoyao symptom tool, which can remove the hard drive as quickly as possible.

Who would have imagined that when he was busy looking for documents after shutting down and turning on the computer, suddenly there was someone more in the room.

Quite politely, the young brother who wore the same employee uniform as Wei Yang reached out and patted each other's shoulder lightly: "Hello."

!!!

Feeling guilty about being a thief, Wei Yang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with weak legs.

Holding a small hex screwdriver in his hand, he preemptively said, "Who are you? Why are you here."

"Work is all work." The miniature camera on the collar faithfully recorded everything that happened in the room, and the young brother turned his body so that it could take a more complete picture.

Panicked by this sudden change, Wei Yang was confused and had a bad attitude: "Hey, talk, how did you come in? I'm in charge of cleaning this guest room. If you mess up again, be careful and I'll tell the manager."

The young brother stammered: "Oh~ So there is a manager."

bang.

thump.

He removed the screwdriver from the target's hand three times, five times and two times. He pressed Wei Yang on the table with his backhand, took out a small book from his close pocket, and handed it to the opponent with one hand. He introduced solemnly: "The National Security Bureau handles the case."

"Mr. Wei, please come with us."

The author has something to say:

Brother from the National Security Bureau: Hello.

Wei Yang: ... Mmmmmmmmm!

The second watch is over, let's compare our hearts every day.