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On the second day after the exchange student group left, Jian Cong sat in the lobby of the hotel across from his home. Through a glass, he could see the entrance and exit of the opposite area.

He was wearing a rare pair of rimless glasses, and he was wearing a casual outfit with a long coat on top, and his slender legs were crossed together.He sat there with a blank face, and just leaning his head on the side of his chin attracted most of the attention in the hotel lobby.

He didn't notice it, he just flipped through magazines or looked at his phone occasionally, and more often he just looked outside alone.

Another half hour passed, and it was 02:30.

A red Chevrolet was approaching in sight, and across the road Jian Cong saw that the car had turned off in a temporary parking space, and a lady got out of the car.

She was dressed in formal attire and walked in a hurry, as if she had come back in a hurry.This car was not familiar to Jian Cong, but the figure and back of the woman made Jian Cong feel a little familiar.

He didn't move, and planned to wait and see for a while.

The woman picked up her mobile phone and started to answer the call. She didn't know what the other party said. She turned around and looked around calmly, then turned back and walked into the gate in a hurry.

This woman is Xi Fang.

Jian Cong came to a conclusion and acted quickly. He put on his peaked cap and walked out of the hotel, followed the crowd across the road, then raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat. He walked past the Chevrolet like a passerby, and looked sideways into the car window .

There was no one else in the car, and Xi Fang came back from the company alone.But she has an accompanying assistant, and as long as she is working, the assistant has to follow her at any time.It's [-]:[-], which is exactly the working hours in the afternoon.

Xi Fang walked in a hurry, and the car was only parked in a temporary parking space, which proved that she came back temporarily and would leave soon, most likely she was carrying something, and her behavior was abnormally vigilant, indicating that she was afraid that someone would follow her she.

What is it?What is she going to do?

These two questions came to mind, but Jian Cong didn't stop. He went forward to find an outdoor table and chairs in a coffee shop and sat down. Then he took out his mobile phone, plugged in his earphones and opened an APP. Several small windows in the APP played the music of the inside and outside of the house. Case.

It's the camera shooting.

Xi Fang soon appeared on the camera in the living room, but she quickly walked out of the screen and went up the stairs on the second floor.Jian Cong opened another window, and Xi Fang walked through his room to the other side.

The other side is the master bedroom and study room. The master bedroom has not been lived in since the mother passed away. Jian Chuming and Xi Fang both slept in the second bedroom on the first floor.Jian Cong has no experience in installing cameras. In order not to be discovered, the angles of several cameras are not very good. Jian Cong can only see where Xi Fang went, but it is not known which door he entered.

Normally, he should go to the study, but his father's study was always locked. Jian Cong heard a slight sound of opening the door through the earphones, but there was no sound of keys or unlocking.

Did she go to the master bedroom?

Jian Cong's heart sank immediately.

He pressed the button patiently and waited quietly for Xi Fang to come out. Five minutes passed and the door rang.

Jian Cong who was sitting outside finally caught the clerk's attention, and the clerk walked out quickly and asked, "Sir, what do you want?"

Jian Cong slid his finger up reflexively and closed the software. He said, "Pack a cup of latte, thank you."

"Okay, please scan the QR code to pay here."

I was interrupted by the waiter, and when he looked again, Xi Fang had already walked to the living room with a folder.But she didn't go straight out, instead she paused thoughtfully, opened the folder in her hand and glanced at it, and then went out.

Jian Cong quickly took a screenshot of this scene and enlarged the picture.

But it was obviously a bit far away, and the content of the document was not very clear even if it was enlarged. Jian Cong only quickly intercepted the words of liability contract and court summons.

Why are there these things in the house?

There was no time for Jian Cong to think. Xi Fang went downstairs quickly. The moment she came out of the gate, Jian Cong got up to take the coffee from the waiter. He lowered the brim of his hat and walked towards the road. It was a red light. He waited for a while, the green light came on, Xi Fang was sitting in the car waiting for the red light, and just in time to answer the phone, Jian Cong walked past her car calmly.

Xi Fang: "I got the things, yes..."

"what happened?"

As soon as Xi Fang turned her head, the slightly familiar figure had disappeared, and she paused before saying, "It's nothing, I'm here."

Jian Cong returned to the hotel, walked non-stop, went back to the room and opened the notebook.He transferred the intercepted fragments to the computer, and after the transfer was completed, he used processing software to sharpen the intercepted fragments and screenshots.

But these words are too small, and the picture is fleeting, even after sharpening, it is still very blurry, and there is almost no amount of information, but Jian Cong just has a hunch that these materials are very important.

During the picture processing, Jian Cong suddenly thought of something.

His mother's health has always been very good, what happened to make her health deteriorate sharply.

Jian Cong did not tell Lu Yanxue that he had boarded in the freshman year of high school, because the boarding time was very short, only one or two weeks.

He remembered that it was his mother's birthday that day, and she was 40 years old. He and his mother waited until around twelve o'clock in the evening before Jian Chuming rushed back, but the first thing he said was to Zhan Lu in a businesslike tone: "Bring your document to the study."

Jian Cong couldn't hold back his anger, and had a big fight with him. The father and son fought violently. Finally, Jian Chuming pointed at the door and told him to "get out." Jian Cong left with his luggage the next day.

And that time Zhanlu didn't stop him, instead she straightened his clothes and told him over and over again: "This home is yours, you can come back whenever you want."

Jian Cong couldn't remember his emotions clearly at that time, but when he came back, he opened the door and saw the scene of his mother falling to the ground with a water glass.

He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had gone back a little later.

It's just that in the end, it failed. After recovering for a while, Zhanlu's body deteriorated faster, and finally left.

In just one year, the family fell apart.

He hated his father, and hated himself for being helpless.

The phone rang for a while, and finally pulled Jian Cong out of his memories. He connected the phone and squeezed the space between his eyebrows. Several hours passed, but he still had nothing to gain.

A hearty voice on the other end of the phone asked, "Cong'er, what have you been doing today?"

The haze in my heart seemed to be dispelled by this sentence, Jian Cong leaned on the back of the chair and said with a faint smile: "I miss you."

Lu Yanxue paused for breath, and then deliberately complained about him, "Why do I feel like you just open your mouth, have you talked a lot before?"

"I smell vinegar." Jian Cong smiled lowly.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Lu Yanxue said helplessly, "Cong'er, what should you do with your lagging study progress?"

"Isn't there you? Good brother, how about making up lessons for my younger brother?" Jian Cong raised his head and smiled heartlessly.

"Just go crazy." Lu Yanxue sighed, then couldn't help laughing, and said, "Why didn't I realize that you still have this kind of personality before?"

"What kind of personality? Little brother? Do you like this kind of play?"

"Huh? What play?" Lu Yanxue asked.

Jian Cong let out a wretched laugh, Lu Yanxue was at a loss, Jian Cong clicked on a website, and an indescribable voice came into the microphone immediately.

"Ah, brother, hurry up~" the indescribable voice shouted in the audio.

Another said: "Little Fairy, can't you be satisfied?"

Lu Yanxue: "..."

He was speechless, and after Jian Cong turned off the audio, Lu Yanxue regained his itchy throat and said dryly: "Youths should surf the Internet in a civilized and green way."

Jian Cong laughed like crazy.

After laughing for a long time, Jian Cong shook the mouse and said: "My good brother, I will send you a picture package, and I will come back to class tomorrow after I make the picture clear."

【File sent successfully】

Lu Yanxue said seriously: "It's a deal."

【Document Accepted】

Jian Cong smiled: "It's not certain whether it will be successful or not."

Lu Yanxue opened the file and tickled the corner of his mouth: "Small case."

The author has something to say:

Sooner or later, the good brother will be spoiled by Jian Cong, an old dog, so cherish this innocence. (make a fist)

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Yesterday while doing splitting and typing, Ji You said distressedly: "Son, the data is so miserable, why do you still update it?"

She didn't say that I really didn't feel miserable (after all, I did it myself)_(:з」∠)_

I am a buddhist author, but there are little angels chasing after the buddhism. Every chapter has comments and has not been urged to update. This is the day of the gods, what a pity! !

So every little angel in the comment area is true love, and the author has his eyes on you (yoooo~)