Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"what?"

"Do you... have a tracker or something on you?"

Fang Jianning's face froze for a moment: "Mr. An, I still don't quite understand what you mean, can you speak more clearly?"

"That's right. When the network engineer came to check the network just now, he happened to detect that there seemed to be an extremely deep tracker hidden in this villa, but due to limited technology, it was impossible to determine its exact location."

"So you doubt me?"

"Of course I don't mean that!" An Ting smiled helplessly: "Jianning, you are too sensitive, I don't mean to accuse you, I just want to remind you that your body may be exposed without knowing it. Tracker installed!"

"Okay, I'll pay attention!"

Fang Jianning turned to leave, An Ting looked at the back, his eyes were dark.

Is it a tracker...

Back in the room, Fang Jianning immediately rummaged through the closet for the few clothes he brought back from the hospital, and checked them a little bit, even a single cuff button, but there was no tracker that An Ting said at all.

Putting the clothes back into the closet, Fang Jianning was taken aback.

Did he say yes?How can I trust him so much?
This behavior of unconsciously relying too much on others made Fang Jianing feel annoyed at herself. She got up abruptly and walked into the bathroom, ready to take a bath.

However, after taking off all the clothes on her body, Fang Jianning still stood in front of the full-length mirror.

As a professional practitioner, she knows that the tracker can be hidden anywhere, including on the body. She touched her body in front of the mirror, and the subcutaneous tissue is the best hiding place.

It was the first time for her to observe this body so carefully, she just felt strange, goosebumps fell all over the ground, there were many large and small scars on this body, but she herself did not remember how these were caused, nor did she know Was it caused by myself, or that person named Fang Jianning?
Chest, back, thighs... basically touched all over, and there seemed to be nothing unusual, until she inadvertently saw the ribbon on the wrist.

Why is it pestering this thing here?

Fang Jianning frowned and tore off the ribbon, but was stunned.

It turned out that under the ribbon, it turned out to be a tattoo style.

Fang Jianning felt a dull pain in her heart for no reason. She frowned and took a deep breath, trying to find the traces of this tattoo from her memory, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't remember it. She just felt that her head was about to explode, as if there was something Something is about to come out, but I just can't remember it.

Perhaps, this is also an excellent hiding place!

Fang Jianning didn't care too much, put his other hand on his wrist, stroked the tattoo lightly, and suddenly widened his eyes.

Did the problem really lie with her?

"Bang!"

Fang Jianning in the mirror didn't move, and pulled out a small thing from the superficial layer of the wrist.

It's actually hidden here!

Looking at the thing the size of a soybean grain in the palm of his hand, Fang Jianning frowned, seeing that it had been put in for a long time, it should be a chip connected to a machine.

When was this thing put in, and who put it in?

Fang Jianning's mind was in chaos, Fang Jianning had too many questions in his heart, but his mind was blank. For the first time in so many days, Fang Jianing felt that losing that memory was a very troublesome thing!

She hates everything that is out of her control, including this sudden tracking device that was implanted at an unknown time.

She destroyed the signal transmission device inside, and then quickly threw the small thing into the toilet, ready to flush it through the sewer, but she stopped again a second before pressing the flush button.

After pondering for a while, she bent down and fished the little thing back.

On this day, Fang Jianning was relaxing on the top of the mountain when he suddenly saw a few men walking into the forest.

Fang Jianning hid in the dark, observing every move of those people. They were five men. Although they looked like tourists from their clothes to scattered equipment, Fang Jianing still keenly noticed the abnormality.

They walked along the way, just observing the terrain seriously and seriously, and never saw the scenery along the way at all. This is not what normal passengers should look like at all.

Until the leader raised his head, Fang Jianning frowned instantly after seeing the face.

Is it him?

That man named Bo Siheng!
At this moment, she was even more sure that they were not travelers at all, but the possibility of coming to her was extremely high!I didn't expect it to come so fast!

Although he had only met a few times in the hospital, Fang Jianing could clearly feel that the man named Bo Siheng was definitely not a good stubble. Under his cold appearance, there must be a cold heart hidden.

Although Xu Shaohan told himself that this body was his ex-wife, but now the consciousness living in this body is himself, and it should have nothing to do with him!

What else did he come here for?
"Mr. Bo, the forest here is getting denser and denser. It looks like a deserted place, and the fog is getting thicker. Should we continue to enter?"

Bao Siheng stopped, frowned and looked at the dense bushes in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Go, keep walking inside!"

Although the red dot only flashed by at that time, Bo Siheng still remembered its approximate location, which was near a forest. During this period, there was no travel record about An Ting and Fang Jianning, hiding in such a deep mountain The possibility in the old forest is great!
Seeing those people getting closer and closer, Fang Jianning's eyes gradually turned cold, and finally covered with a layer of murderous intent, she jumped down from the tree trunk silently, and looked deeply at the backs of the distant figures After one glance, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

The dense fog restricted the line of sight, and Bo Siheng and his party could only rely on the compass to identify the direction. Every step forward, the bushes full of thorns left traces on their bare skin.

The people behind him cried out in pain, and then quickly shut their mouths. Bao Siheng's brows were furrowed. He knew that the road ahead would be more difficult, but since he had reached this point, how could he give up so easily?
The dense fog seemed to dissipate a bit, and Bao Siheng stopped when he vaguely saw a road that seemed to have been cleared.

"Mr. Bo, this is the way, it means there are people! We found it, we found it!"

One of them said that he was about to go inside, but Bao Siheng stopped him.

He carefully observed the traces of the cleaning place. It seemed that it was man-made, but it seemed that it was not. He took two steps forward cautiously, but found nothing unusual.

Reason told him that this road would not be their best choice, but when he looked back at the few people behind him, his arms, cheeks, and even his neck were covered with dense wounds pierced by thorns.

This is the consequence of not being prepared enough!

"Just go in this way."

Bo Siheng led the crowd into this seemingly relatively easy path.