Chapter 119 Frequent incidents and people in a hurry

"Look...then there is one..." They lowered their voices in silence, but ignored the distance between the entire car.

No matter how restrained they were, the sound was as loud as their ears.

Chen Qingba smacked his lips, looking a little bored.

"I'm not wearing school uniform either... walking to a place like this so early in the morning..." Seeing that Chen Qing didn't make any movement, they seemed to be a lot bolder.

"That's right, today's children! All of them fail to live up to expectations! I've taught them not to cherish them!"

"It's not like us back then, when we didn't even have food to eat -"

He listened to the words of those aunts, chattering in his ears, and added Bu Zhaozhao's words.

"Would you like to go to the place they mentioned?"

"Look at that case?" Chen Qing shook his head: "Then why not just ask Jiang Wan to release the file. She should be able to take care of it."

He was silent for a while, and then whispered to Bu Zhaozhao: "Let's wait until we finish this matter. There are so many things..."

"It always feels like you've been in a hurry since you came back from that place." She frowned and asked Chen Qing with some confusion: "It just feels like... you are in a hurry, but I can't tell what you are anxious about."

He smiled and shook his head slightly: "You feel wrong."

He looked out the window and saw that the southern ring of the city that the woman was talking about had arrived. Here, the already bleak streets were still closed by police cordons.

He looked up and saw that it must be an alley in the street.

He withdrew his gaze, and after waiting for about twenty minutes, he arrived at the previous villa complex.

He came so quickly that the agent hadn't arrived yet. He got out of the car and walked all the way in. When he reached the door of the villa, the agent just arrived.

"Sir! Sir, are you here so early today?" He looked at Chen Qing with a hint of attentiveness.

"Yes. Let's confirm the house and place a deposit with you." He opened the door, and the familiar action made the agent a little stunned.

But it was time to sign the contract anyway, and he didn't say anything more.

He was a few steps behind Chen Qing, stopped at the door and continued to operate something on his mobile phone.

Chen Qing walked into the room alone and looked around.

"Is the person who was monitoring this place still there?" He didn't lower his voice, but it wasn't loud enough for the agent to hear.

"No. Not anymore." She frowned and took advantage of her spirit body to observe her surroundings on the wall.

"They evacuated?"

"I'm afraid not." He shook his head and pointed to the ground.

It was only at this moment that Bu Zhaozhao saw messy footprints on the dusty ground in the corridor of the room.

Those footprints are not small, they are basically the size of adults.

"Have they been here?"

He put his hands behind his back and looked around the room: "Yes. I left some surveillance equipment."

He mumbled, not worrying at all that his voice would be heard.

"A few monitors and a camera."

He walked a few steps and stood in front of a hanging painting. He looked at the painting and smiled, then turned and left.

After he walked away, Bu Zhaozhao stuck in front of the hanging painting, quite curious.

"Then you're talking to me like this?"

"How can it be so easy to monitor me?" He smiled lightly after listening to the other party's words. He pointed to the hand in the pocket on the other side and said cheerfully to Bu Zhaozhao: "There is a jammer."

Although she didn't understand, she nodded.

"What about here? Are you going to keep it shielded like this? This is not suitable for building a containment room."

He said "hmm", but he had also thought about this issue.

"There are pros and cons, but for me, the pros obviously outweigh the cons." He said, but there was a call from the mobile phone in his pocket. He took it out and saw that Jiang Wan had sent more than ten or twenty text messages.

"Huh?"

He turned off the jammer in his pocket, and the moment he connected the phone, someone suddenly woke up behind the screen connected to the monitoring device.

"Hey! Someone entered that house again!"

"That person from last time?"

"That person last time..."

They looked at each other, a bit of ferocity flowing in their eyes.

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On Chen Qing's side, after he answered the phone, he heard a somewhat anxious voice: "Where are you?"

"What's wrong?"

"I'm looking for you if I have something urgent!"

Her voice was slightly hasty as she called Chen Qingshen to check his mobile phone mailbox.

After a brief inquiry, she hung up the phone and wanted to come to Chen Qing.

"What's wrong?" Bu Zhaozhao was a little curious.

"It's nothing." He looked through the email and began to frown: "It's just what I heard in the car this morning. Jiang Wan is coming to me to handle this case."