After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Dr. Zhao hurriedly came out to stop him: "Hey, stop arguing, Singer Yang, you can continue talking."

Singer Yang let out a sigh: "I talked to him once in the afternoon, but he only said that he would never amend the will, and asked me to take An An back after attending his birthday banquet properly."

"So I found Steward Chen and persuaded Steward Chen to help me. I just wanted to stun him, scare him, and make him change his will, but..."

"But you didn't expect that Steward Chen secretly poured another medicine into Lin Fuhao's cup behind your back."

Shi Jin didn't look at Singer Yang's annoyed face, but turned to look at Steward Chen: "You don't have to let Fuhao Lin snatch Yang's mother for a long time, as you said."

"Lin Fuhao himself suffers from high blood pressure, and if he takes additional "eating high blood pressure", he will be seriously ill and hospitalized, and even life-threatening. "

"There are Lin Fuhao's medical records in Dr. Zhao's room. Lin Fuhao was hospitalized for complications of high blood pressure in March, May and July this year. You must have written all of these."

Butler Chen sneered: "Yes, that's right, so what?"

"It has always been said that good people will be rewarded with good things, but I think it is evil that lasts for thousands of years!"

Butler Chen patted the folds of his clothes, and stood up: "Fuhao Lin's lecherous scoundrel, the scum who brutally murdered his wife, has escaped death several times by chance, like a cockroach that can't be beaten to death. In front of me."

"The last few times when he got sick, he saved his life because he was discovered and sent to the hospital in time. This time, I want to see how Lin Fuhao, who was unconscious and fell ill again, escaped from the scythe of death without being treated. .”

"Everyone." Steward Chen turned his eyes around the faces of everyone in the living room, showing a gentle smile: "If you can find him now, maybe this unbeatable Xiaoqiang can barely save his life. "

Shi Jin frowned and looked at Singer Yang.

Singer Yang shook his head with a pale face: "...I don't know."

Chen Butler said at the time that his room was too close to Cheng's son. In order to reduce the possibility of exposure, he dragged Lin Fuhao from the study to the villa door and let him go back. He didn't know what happened after that.

According to the original plan, he should follow the housekeeper to the place where Lin Fuhao was locked up tonight, but something happened early this morning...

Zhong Sisi raised the horn in a timely manner:

[Insert a temporary mission: rescue Lin Fuhao who is unconscious. 】

After thinking about it, she added another sentence:

[The time limit is 30 minutes. 】

Dr. Zhao was a little anxious: "It's endless, how can I find it?"

Wan Baojie should calm down. She flipped through the information about Steward Chen in her hand: "Don't worry, the clue must be on Steward Chen. Let's go through the time and clues, maybe we can find some clues."

Shi Jin frowned, her face was cold and serious.

First of all, the rooms on the second floor can be excluded. When the evidence was collected just now, everyone almost turned the room upside down. If there were secret rooms or basements, they should have been discovered long ago.

He also went up to see the Buddhist hall and the master bedroom on the third floor just now, and there were no traces of Tibetans.

There are people coming and going in the kitchen and living room on the first floor, and it is even more impossible to hide a big living person on the first floor from the servant's sight.

Then there is only Mrs. Cheng's room on the third floor and the garden of the villa that I haven't had time to check just now...

Dr. Zhao just picked up the photos on the table to take a closer look, when he saw Shi Jin got up and walked upstairs.

She froze for a moment, and before she could speak, she saw Yu's wife and Cheng's son following up one after the other.

"Let's not go." Wan Baojie flipped through the photos without looking up: "It's enough for three people to go upstairs. It's also a hindrance if we go. Why don't we try here and see if we can find some clues."

Saying that, Wan Baojie picked up a photo: "Yes."

Dr. Zhao hurriedly went up to him: "What, let me have a look."

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It can be said that Mrs. Cheng's room is empty.

Apart from the empty big bed facing the door, the only thing that attracts attention is the shelves lined up by the wall.

There are dozens of porcelain vases on the shelf, tall, short, fat and thin. Judging from the patterns and colors of the vases, these should all come from the same craftsman.

There is a vacancy in the upper right corner of the shelf. The porcelain vase that was originally placed on it should be the one that Wan Baojie broke in the afternoon.

In addition, there is a locked cabinet near the corner in the lower left corner.

Shi Jin squatted down and took a look: "It's not a combination lock, you need a key."

Yu Ci walked around the room: "There is no secret room in the room, it's just an ordinary room."

"Go to the garden first." Shi Jin glanced at the locked cabinet and got up: "Temporary tasks have a time limit, so go find someone first."

"Bangdang-"

When Shi Jin turned around, he saw Cheng Ke standing among the broken pieces of porcelain and smiling: "Isn't this the one you found?"

At his feet, a key glowing with silver light lay among the fragments, silently revealing his own existence.

Shi Jin and Yu Ci looked at each other and stepped forward.

There is a notebook in the closet.

The notebook looks like Mrs. Cheng used it to record her daily life when she was bored. The time lasted from a few years ago to last year, babbling about her daily experience.

Cheng Ke didn't have the patience to read the diary.

Relying on the camera, he couldn't take pictures of this side, so he tilted his head, moved closer to Shi Jin's side, and acted affectionately: "Brother Shi, do you have any information about these contents?"

Shi Jin didn't look up, quickly took out a few loose-leaf pages, put them together separately, and said in a calm tone, "There are a few numbers in the diary that use italics, if you take them out—"

Cheng Ke blinked and looked around.

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[Today is the first day I started writing a diary. Maybe it’s because I use my mobile phone too much. When I start writing, I always feel that I can’t write very well. Thinking about it carefully, this should be the 1th year of my marriage with Lin Fuhao. 】

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[When I was worshiping the Buddha in the Buddhist hall in the morning, three signs suddenly fell out of the lottery tube. After thinking about it, I thought maybe I should go to Qionghua Temple, but the No. 3 bus to Qionghua Temple seemed to be out of service last year. 】

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【Today, 5 guests came to the villa. I heard that they were Fuhao Lin’s business partners. I didn’t understand, so I asked Fuhao Lin to take his son to treat the guests together, but Fuhao Lin got angry when he came back, saying that his son was 17 years old. I'm still naive, and I'm sad. 】

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【The food prepared by the kitchen for Dahei today is beef. Dahei has a good appetite. He ate 3 yuan. He dragged the remaining 2 yuan to the warehouse in the garden and hid it. My son liked that warehouse very much when he was a child. Every time he played hide-and-seek, Just go to the warehouse to find him. 】

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"The numbers extracted from these diaries are [1, 15], [3, 7], "5, 17" and [3, 2]. Shi Jin pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked towards the door: "It corresponds to the coordinates of the porcelain bottles placed on the shelf." "

Fortunately, Cheng Ke's smashing just happened to hit one of the vases.

Among the fragments of porcelain scattered all over the floor, there are faintly a few pieces with densely packed small characters printed on the back.

Yu Ci picked up a piece of porcelain and looked at Shi Jin: "Same as what was discovered in the afternoon, it is the records and inventory of Fuhao Lin's smuggled illegal goods over the years, as well as some evidence of bribery."

Seeing that Shi Jin's attention was attracted by Yu Ci, Cheng Ke said not to be outdone: "It seems that these are the evidences that Mrs. Cheng has collected behind Fuhao Lin's back all these years. Mrs. Cheng should have been wary of Fuhao Lin for a long time. .”

"That's all the clues in the room, but we still don't know where Lin Fuhao might be hidden."

"No." Shi Jin got up and said calmly, "We know."

It is impossible for the program group to let them search without a clue like this, and they will definitely give hints in the dialogue or some clues.

According to Chen Steward's words, Lin Fuhao was not taken out of the Lin family.

Since there is no hiding place in the villa, the only possibility is in the garden.

And just now Mrs. Cheng mentioned a place in her diary...

"Let's go to the garden."

-

The Lin family's garden is very large. If you search blindly, you probably won't be able to find Lin Fuhao in the remaining 15 minutes.

Wan Baojie, who came out, stood under the scorching sun and looked at the lawyer wearing a mask and an umbrella. He was anxious: "When is this? If we don't hurry up, the mission will fail."

Dr. Zhao, who was more impatient, had already rushed to the garden and started looking around.

Shi Jin put on the mask, ignored Wan Baojie, and looked at Cheng Zizi: "Do you remember where the warehouse in the garden is?"

Cheng Zi tilted his head in a daze: "Warehouse?"

Shi Jin put it another way: "Then where was your favorite hide-and-seek place when you were a child?"

"I remember." Cheng Ke blinked, and this passage was mentioned in his script: "Come with me."

To be precise, the warehouse should not be called a warehouse, maybe it is more appropriate to call it a sundry room.

The old wooden cottage is located in the most remote corner of the garden, and it takes 10 minutes to walk from the main entrance of the Lin family villa.

Most of the ashes-fallen hut was covered by a huge old banyan tree, and the path in front of the house was covered with weeds. Only by looking carefully could one see the traces of being trampled on the weeds.

The hut was locked, and some gardening tools such as hoes and water bottles were scattered outside. It must be that the gardener of the Lin family put these tools here temporarily.

Shi Jin raised her foot to step into the grass, but was stopped by a big palm.

Pausing slightly, he looked at Yu Ci, a little hesitant: "...what's wrong?"

"Since you've already found it, why don't you go in?" Yu Ci tilted his head and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Chen Steward, the key is with you."

Steward Chen who came along at some time stood at the end of the crowd, looking at the wooden house expressionlessly, with complicated and unclear expressions in his eyes.

After a while, he stepped forward with his eyes downcast, took out the key from his pocket, and inserted it into the lock.

"Den."

The old lock fell to the ground, and the door opened, revealing Lin Fuhao who was lying on the ground tied up, his life and death unknown.

The loudspeaker announced the progress of everyone's tasks in a timely manner.

[Temporary task has been completed. 】