"The surveillance system was hacked by Zhao Yao just now. We came to you because we discovered there was something wrong with the surveillance system."
When Zhao Lin said this, his expression became even colder. He made a phone call and said, "Stop the young master's card."
"How long has the surveillance been hacked?" Su Qingwan's intuition told her that the surveillance had nothing to do with Zhao Yao.
"About forty minutes." Zhao Lin answered accurately.
Su Qingwan was now sure that it was not Zhao Yao who did it.
Zhao Yao hacked the surveillance camera and couldn't possibly sit next to her for so long without waking her up.
If Ye Xun is still alive, it is very possible that he hacked the surveillance.
"Are you afraid of the dark?" Zhao Lin thought Su Qingwan was alone in the swimming pool and had a power outage. He was frightened and was just stunned now.
Su Qingwan nodded casually, "Is the banquet over? Can we go back?"
Zhao Lin said to the crowd: "Everyone has fun, I will take Miss Su back first."
Su Qingwan returned to the campus and was placed in a new room.
This is a single dormitory, with a room of twenty square meters, a simple bathroom, and a single bed in the room.
Su Qingwan carefully checked the room to make sure there was no surveillance.
I went to the bathroom, took off all my clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and examined my body carefully.
Her skin is very fair and easily marks.
Now there are no marks on his body except for the scars from the previous fight.
Even the bitten earlobe left no trace.
Su Qingwan was a little confused. Could it really be an illusion?
Just when she was about to get dressed, she suddenly discovered the teeth marks left by Zhao Lin on her neck.
It has been a day and the marks should be deep red.
Now the tooth marks are actually bright red, and the teeth are too neat.
Su Qingwan touched it with her hand and it hurt!
It was certain that she had actually slept with a man in the bathhouse before.
If that person is not Ye Xun, who is it?
If Ye Xun was not dead, he definitely didn't show up to look for her to do that.
He will definitely leave something behind.
Su Qingwan thought of the necklace around her neck.
She put on her clothes, took off the necklace, and opened both ends, revealing the USB interface.
A piece of paper was stuffed into the gap inside the interface.
Su Qingwan took out the note and opened it.
There is a line written on it, "The USB flash drive can be used just by inserting it into the computer."
Su Qingwan immediately tore the note into pieces and threw it into the toilet and flushed it away.
What is now certain is that she slept with a man while swimming.
Also, Ye Xun's colleagues approached her after she was unconscious.
Ye Xun's colleagues are all heroes who protect their home and country. They will only protect her and will not do anything to her.
Who is that man?
Is Ye Xun alive?
If he wasn't dead, why didn't he tell her clearly?
Su Qingwan needed to find evidence for herself that Ye Xun was not dead.
Su Qingwan went out and said to the security guard at the door, "Can you lend me your mobile phone?"
The security guard glanced at her and shook his head.
"Then do you know how long a human can hold his breath in water for how long?"
The bodyguard answered very professionally: "General figure athletes can hold their breath in the water for about ten minutes. The longest time of holding their breath in the Guinness Book of Records is twenty minutes."
When Su Qingwan heard this, her heart almost jumped out of her mouth.
The bodyguard saw the light in her eyes and added, "This needs to be practiced every day and made little by little to be effective, but for ordinary people, it only takes four or five minutes."
Su Qingwan nodded, "Thank you."
She returned to her room and closed the door, her hands shaking with excitement.
In other words, Ye Xun has a chance to survive.
Even if the chance is as slim as 0.000001, it is still a chance!
Ye Xun is so powerful, he will definitely survive.
In northern Myanmar, in a villa in the safest wealthy area.
A slender black figure sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. His back was straight and his legs were slender.
The moonlight fell like a sharp knife, slanting down from his chin, dividing his face into black and white.
The face from the chin up was hidden in the darkness, except for the eyes that shone brighter than obsidian and were deeper than the night.
There was another person sitting on the sofa in the room, "You broke the rules tonight."
"Yes." The man by the window responded lightly.
"You will ruin our overall plan by doing this. We have sacrificed enough people for this goal."
For the rest, the two of them did not communicate.
The cold air seemed to be frozen, and it was so heavy that it made people breathless.
"Love can kill people, you know that... I will report to the organization that you are not suitable to stay in northern Myanmar."
The man by the window didn't move at all, his voice was calm and calm.
"The organization would not agree to changing the coach on the spot. Besides, I did not delay the business. This move of mine was 100% successful."
"You have so much confidence in her?"
"No one can do it but her."
"Okay, half a year, if she can't do it, you will bear the responsibility yourself."
"Okay." The man by the window said one word firmly and looked up at the moonlight.
A soft halo of light fell on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were as close as an ink painting, as if polished, and it was breathtakingly perfect.
The hands placed on the knees were slender and beautiful, and looked extremely sexy in the moonlight.
He raised his hand, put it to his lips and kissed her, as if he could still taste the fragrance of the woman's skin.
Love is like a sword dipped in honey.
Even though he knew it was extremely sharp, he still couldn't help but lick the honey from the blade.
Only those brave enough to try are qualified to enjoy its sweetness.
Once you taste it, you can't let it go.
Northern Myanmar, park.
Su Qingwan got up early and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast with everyone.
The breakfast was much richer than before at the prison.
She queued up for food, and when it was her turn, the kitchen staff gave her a steamed bun, pickles, and a bowl of rice soup.
Others have fried rice, various snacks, fragrant porridge, and fruits...
Su Qingwan watched eagerly, swallowed, and went to eat with her breakfast.
She took one bite of the steamed buns and one bite of pickles. Later, she thought the steamed buns were too hard, so she tore them into pieces, threw them into the rice soup, and drank them together.
Su Qingwan exercised a lot and ate a lot, but she didn't eat enough.
Just then, a familiar voice came.
"Sister, I'm coming!"
Brother Huang sat opposite her with a plate full of breakfast.
There are fruits, fried eggs, preserved egg lean meat porridge, bacon, spring rolls, leek boxes on his plate...
Su Qingwan was dumbfounded, "Why do you eat so well?"
"You bought it. You don't know that you have to pay for the food yourself. If you eat for free, you will starve to death."
Brother Huang frantically put food into his mouth.
"I have no money." Su Qingwan was supported by Ye Xun before, but her sponsor is now alive and dead and has no one to support her.
Huangdi was stared at longingly by her, and he gave Su Qingwan a piece of fruit and a fried egg from the plate. Finally, after hesitating for a long time, he also gave her the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
Su Qingwan was afraid that he would snatch it back, so she feasted without saying a word.
"You kid, where did you get the money?"
Brother Huang said: "Although I am an eighteenth-tier actor, I still earned hundreds of thousands when I was acting, which is enough to make a living."
Su Qingwan's own account was frozen.
She began to suspect that Li Jintian was responsible.
"Then why were you released?"
Huangdi's mouth was full and he said vaguely: "I was originally waiting for you to rescue me, but I was starving to death and you didn't come to rescue me. I agreed to their lie and they let me go." I `m coming out."
Su Qingwan felt that he was so lucky, and this was okay.
He looks white and pink, and has never suffered at all.
It can be seen that no one who comes to northern Myanmar will be tortured like her and live worse than death.
Brother Huang noticed Su Qingwan's appraising eyes and smiled.
"I am an actor after all, and everyone I know is an actor. In their eyes, I have a wide network of contacts and are all rich people. I can defraud a lot of money. I am now a walking currency. Please call me Brother Rich."
Su Qingwan laughed to death, this is such a heartless guy.
"Do you like this kind of pretty boy?" Zhao Lin's voice suddenly sounded above them.
Before Su Qingwan had time to raise her eyes, Brother Huang was picked up from the stool by two heavyweight bodyguards.
He was dragged to the kitchen without saying a word.
There was a cutting machine in the kitchen that was specially designed to cut meat and bones. The bodyguard pressed the power switch, pushed Huang Di's head down, and pushed it that way.
