Post-shadow Development Plan

Qiye yelled excitedly and waved her fist vigorously.

Zhi quilt next door was startled by Qiye's voice, thinking that there was an accident in Qiye, he rushed back again, only to see Qiye dancing some kind of strange war dance with excitement on his face.

"Is this an epileptic nervous convulsion? Should an ambulance be called?"

At this time, Zhi's little head was full of confusion.

But Qiye didn't care about Zhizhi's strange opinion. After getting over the initial excitement, he directly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Ziyuan! Hurry up! Close the net!!"

"I saw it. I've called the police!"

The always calm Ziyuan was actually a little excited in his words.

"awesome!!"

The excited Nanaya directly messed up Zhi's hairstyle.

"Senior! What kind of plane are you doing!!"

Zhizhi raised his fist angrily and smashed Qiye's chest, but it still didn't affect his good mood.

On the other end of the phone, Zi Yuan whispered in a seductive voice, "I said, would you like to come and sleep with me today? Just as a celebration?"

"Of course, I'm coming!"

After talking about Qiye, she picked up her coat and left without taking anything.

When passing by Zhizhi, Qiye deliberately patted his junior brother on the cheek.

"Listen, if I don't come back tomorrow, you can cover for me for a day. You already know the shooting plan anyway."

"wait a minute!"

Zhizhi tried to stop Qiye, but failed.

"That's it, brother, I'm going to indulge~"

Qiye hummed a little song and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Seven-scratch-skin-skin! Come back to me!"

Zhizhi's roar resounded throughout the dormitory building, causing various rumors to circulate in the crew for the next few days.

At this time, Qiye, whose mind was full of having fun at night, didn't know it.

···

When Jiufeng started the operation, the Mr. thief in the apartment didn't know it.

According to the client's instructions, he needs to install multiple wiretapping devices and pinhole cameras in the apartment.

So after installing the wiretapping in the living room, the other party came to the bedroom again, planning to install the wiretapping device under the bed.

Although this portable bug is easy to install, the internal battery does not last long.

Basically a week or so out of power and stop working.

But the installers apparently didn't think the gadgets would work that long.

If nothing else, the evidence should be available within three days.

It's just that when the man was lying under the bed installing the equipment, a large number of FBIs had already gathered downstairs in the apartment.

"Well, may I ask..."

The security guard on duty at the apartment saw several black SUVs suddenly parked at the door, and then countless people in FBI uniforms jumped out of the cars.

Seeing such a large group of people, the security guard shivered.

If it was one or two, maybe he would think that someone was joking, or doing COS performance art.

But with so many people coming at once, it is almost impossible for others to pretend.

But the security guard would rather believe that someone was deliberately making fun of him.

With such a big commotion, it is estimated that it will be on the headlines tomorrow.

This is not a good thing for him.

Just to be on the safe side, the security guard still asked tremblingly, "What's your business?"

"We have received a report that Room 504 has been invaded illegally!"

The FBI leading the team took out their documents and was about to go in without saying a word.

The security didn't dare to stop it at all, and opened the door immediately after confirming that it was correct.

There was a [Trier] operations staff member in the crowd, and after opening the door, he rushed into the building with these FBIs.

The security guard had a bitter look on his face, and he hurriedly followed at the end of the line.

At least he wanted to know what was going on.

"Stop! Don't move!"

The door to Lily's new apartment was slammed open, and a group of FBI rushed in, dragging the terrified infiltrator from under the bed.