The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

After Shen Wenjiao politely thanked them, she walked briskly to the three cats' seat, stood up, placed the dishes she ordered on the table, and then kept adjusting their positions.

At the same time, Shen Wenjiao did not forget to secretly pay attention to how many people were paying attention to Sanmao. Yes, she found that when she was talking to Sanmao, people in the store looked over curiously, which was not strange. But later, when others were curiously watching her strange operation, there was one person who was closely watching Sanmao's various movements, only occasionally casting a curious glance at her.

That was the boss who was sitting at the counter and fiddling with an abacus occasionally. He didn't seem to be the type of person who was good at socializing, and his presence in the store was not as strong as that of the waiter.

Shen Wenjiao seemed to have found the right angle, picked up the camera and started taking pictures. She did the same thing for the next few dishes. Then, Shen Wenjiao worked hard for more than an hour before sitting down to eat seriously.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Shen Wenjiao took many suitable photos. She left with a lot of gains!

Instead, poor Zhang Ruolin could only eat a rough and choking pancake outside.

Before leaving, Shen Wenjiao took one more photo of the sign of Jixiang Restaurant as usual, and got into Zhang Ruolin's rickshaw with satisfaction.

"I'm not sure if there's anything wrong with Sanmao, but the boss of Jixiang Restaurant is a big problem. He seems to have been monitoring Sanmao, and he has received a lot of money recently. He has a Patek Philippe gold watch on his wrist, which is very expensive~"

In the same alley, Zhang Ruolin slowed down his pace to listen to the information Shen Wenjiao was asking about. Regardless of whether Sanmao was a traitor or not, their original personnel could not approach him at will.

Shen Wenjiao's situation is just right, as all her information is not afraid of being checked.

"I shouldn't go to the bakery too often. Next time I'll go to the bakery on the next street. The owner of the Jixiang Restaurant seems to like its pastries very much. I saw the owner eat almost two plates in a short time! Three days later at eight o'clock in the morning~"

After a morning of careful observation, Shen Wenjiao told Zhang Ruolin all the information she knew, and the rest was none of her business! Zhang Ruolin and his team had to figure out the rest of the information. To be honest, this kind of intelligence gathering was not as easy as the spy movies in TV series. There was a lot of randomness involved, and it required much more care and patience than Shen Wenjiao had imagined.

Sure enough, when she returned to the rental house, Miss Xu was standing at the door with a gloomy face, looking resentful as if she was waiting for her husband to come home late.

Shen Wenjiao shuddered feeling uncomfortable being stared at. This person was definitely not waiting for me.

"Hello, Miss Xu~" Shen Wenjiao raised her hand and greeted politely, a little nervously, and tactfully did not ask any more questions.

"Wait a minute. I'm going to get a bag, and you can take me to Paramount. You want to dump me like this? Dream on."

Yo ho, Miss Xu is in some emotional entanglement! Shen Wenjiao's eyes flashed with a hint of gossip, ahem, we are just asking for all kinds of information, who knows if it will be useful!

Zhang Ruolin's mouth twitched. He didn't want to send this lady to Paramount at all. He didn't understand why she was always so annoying! This Miss Xu was not at peace when she was in the car. Last time, she hesitated and stopped several times along the way. It was really annoying!

Miss Xu seemed to have made up her mind and acted in a hurry. She picked up a small handbag and got on the rickshaw with an angry face.

He urged angrily, "Didn't you eat? Run faster~"

Shen Wenjiao looked at Zhang Ruolin with sharp eyes, rolled her eyes helplessly, then drove away like a flash!

Shen Wenjiao shrugged helplessly. As expected! Life is not a TV series. Even intelligence officers have to live and work normally.

It looks like getting intelligence is a part-time job! Shen Wenjiao shook her head, humming a song as she slowly walked up the stairs, passing a familiar man.

Shen Wenjiao stopped and looked at the back of the man who disappeared in front of her eyes with a little confusion. This seemed to be the Dr. Jian whom she met when she came here last time, and he also lived in this building.

Strange, it seemed like he had seen this man's eyes there before. Shen Wenjiao was still very confident in her memory.

Last time was definitely not the first time I saw such a pair of eyes. Such unique peach blossom eyes that look at people with such deep affection are rare.

Shen Wenjiao shook her head and said, "Forget it, he's just a neighbor, it's probably no big deal."

"Mom, I'm back!" Shen Wenjiao went home without taking it too seriously. Well, Mother Feng and Ms. Feng Ya went to Mrs. Peng's house on the second floor to chat and play cards again!

Mrs. Peng on the second floor was also a fashionable person who came to accompany her children to study. The young couple came a year earlier than them! Mr. Peng is still a young college student! However, this is also Shen Wenjiao's opinion.

In the eyes of Feng Ma and others, a married man who is 25 years old is no longer considered a young man, and a college student can be called a gentleman.

Mrs. Peng has nothing to do on weekdays except taking care of her husband's food, clothing and daily life. She likes to be lively and lively. The ladies and servants in the building like to go to her house to play cards in the afternoon when they have nothing to do!

Shen Wenjiao returned to her room. There were a lot of things to do today. It would be better to develop the photos and other things as soon as possible. Even eating dinner was a bit hurried, which made Ms. Feng Ya nag a few times.

When she stretched and stood up, she saw that it was almost twelve o'clock. This was the perfect time for inspiration in the middle of the night.

Shen Wenjiao simply took out the small bedside table she had made and placed it on the bed. It was a long night and she had no mood to sleep, so she might as well work hard on writing! Her fame was about to hit the bottom!

Shen Wenjiao went to the living room and poured herself a cup of tea. She looked out the window and saw that it was quiet outside except for the occasional sound of the night watchman.

There was a dim street lamp standing alone at the intersection.

Just as Shen Wenjiao was about to take the tea back to the room, she suddenly looked over and saw a man walking quickly under the street light.

The other person was wearing a black windbreaker, almost blending into the night, with a top hat on his head, a scarf half wrapped around his body, and a suitcase in his hand. He left here very quickly.

When Shen Wenjiao leaned over the window and looked outside again, the other person's figure had completely disappeared in the darkness.

Oh, this is the person on the train. Shen Wenjiao remembered that the way the person wrapped his scarf around his face was different from that of ordinary people.

Shen Wenjiao's heart suddenly trembled. Could it be that the killer on the train also lived nearby?

With something on her mind, Shen Wenjiao was in no mood to continue writing, and she lay down to sleep with a heavy heart.