Wang Zhi didn't dare to tell Lord Yan about his conjecture.
He watched the video stolen from the black letter road system. That was the clip that happened on the elevated road. The thief climbed from the bottom of the car to the roof to steal the item and left nimbly. It only took ten seconds.
This is simply a textbook-level skill!
Wang Zhi paid homage to this little thief every time he watched the video. If the two of them were not in an antagonistic relationship, he couldn't help but want Lord Yan to accept this talent.
Taking another look at the bunch of words boasting about the ability of the thief unconsciously, he silently deleted them, and read them again with no personal emotion: After scanning by AI, the reference object is an off-road vehicle, and the height of this person should be at least 172-175 cm, weighing about 110-120. The body is thin, and the skeleton analysis has an 80% probability of being Asian.
The person should enter France within two days.
Sweat extracted from under the car had no detectable cells, DNA could not be extracted…
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Yan Qing looked at the video sent to the mailbox, and was slightly picky.
Wang Zhi made a list of those who have entered and exited France within the past two days and who meet the requirements.
Yan Qing glanced at it hastily, and then sent a message to Wang Zhi—'follow up everyone's messages. 'Closed the computer.
How time-consuming and laborious it is to follow up and trace the entry-exit candidates of nearly 2 g.
If Yan Ye's methods were not too cruel, Wang Zhi would have wanted to cast his doubts on it.
But after thinking about how special Yan Ye was to that little rabbit, Wang Zhi silently deleted the words he just typed, and replied in a doggy manner: "Okay, I promise to complete the task, and in the end I only followed the cute emoji."
It can be described as shameless.
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Zhan Wuyou came back with a new quilt from the storage room. The splashed quilt was put on the chair by him.
This kind of low-level drama can only be done by such low-level things as Chen Xi.
Splash the quilt, how about children playing house
It's not that he never thought of teaching Su Xiaoyan's dog a lesson, but it's also a kind of fun to use this kind of lock to hook up with Yan Qing.
It's a pity that no one slept today.
Zhan Wuyou played with his mobile phone, leaned against the head of the bed and meditated for a while, then stood up from the bed.
It's been a few days since I came back, and I haven't given a proper gift to Ruan Baichun's mother and son. It's a dereliction of duty.
He had to repay these two benefactors who sent him back.
Zhan Wuyou changed his clothes, and left Yan's house like a ghost hidden in the night.
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Zhan family.
Zhan Zongyan bit his nails, his disgust and fear of the operation made him anxious at midnight.
That kind of pain can be stuck in the brain. He dreamed countless times that his facial features were smoothed by a man in surgical clothes with a knife, his face was bloody and bloody, and it was so hollow that there were only two black holes left where the eyeballs were.
It's all Ruan Baichun!
It's all this hypocritical woman!
She herself held the position of mistress of Zhan's family steadily, but let him suffer like this.
Why is it he who is tormented...
His nails had already been bitten to the edge of the flesh, and shallow blood escaped along the edge of the finger.
Zhan Zongyan couldn't bite, and the anxiety in his heart was getting deeper and deeper. He took out the dart from the drawer and began to stab hard at the photo of Zhan Wuyou.
It seemed that this would ease his anxiety.
Outside the window, Zhan Wuyou was hanging upside down by his window like a bat, watching Zhan Zongyan fiercely shoot darts with a face half or seven like his own.
He sneered and returned to the darkness.
What Ruan Baichun is most proud of is driving his mother crazy and imprisoning her in the villa. Then he used methods to intertwine the young him with Zhan Zongyan to hide the truth.
This should have been seamless. It's a pity that the Zhan family has many collaterals, and the value of blood is far more than that of ordinary families. Zhan Zongchang grew up to look more and more like her face, which became a hidden danger.
Once he came to the Zhan family, it reminded him of a leader of the Zhan family branch that Ruan Baichun asked him to kill in his previous life. This person is the first to suggest that Zhan Zongyan doesn't look like the Zhan family.
He is also the one who will succeed Zhan's father as the head of the family in the future.
This person needs to be on good terms with him in this life.
After all, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.
Zhan Wuyou felt like he was in no one's land in Zhan's house. The security system here was more than a little bit looser than Yan's house. He could come and go freely as if he was at home.
It's just that Ruan Baichun didn't know where he went. He searched all over the Zhan's house but couldn't find it.
That being the case, Zhan Zongyan should be unlucky tonight.
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In the room, the paper with Zhan Wuyou's face on it had been poked beyond recognition by a dart.
Zhan Zongyan stayed in the room to vent and suffocated himself into anger. He happened to receive an invitation call from his friends, picked up the car keys, and was about to go out to 'relax' and enjoy being the youngest of the Zhan family. .
Just as soon as he left the room, the whole Zhan's house fell into darkness.
"Fuck." Zhan Zongyan cursed in a low voice, and shouted into the corridor, "Aunt Wen, why is the power cut off?!"
The aunt who was supposed to be on duty did not respond.
Zhan Zongyan raised his voice angrily, "Aunt Wen! Go and turn on the emergency power supply!"
No one answered.
Auntie seems to have disappeared, no, it should be that the entire Zhan family has disappeared.
The whole floor was so quiet that it seemed that only Zhan Zongyan was left.
In the dark corridor, only his echoes are left.
The light moonlight shone in the room. There is a jujube tree outside the window, which is only growing some leaves at this time. The half of the branch is reflected on the window sill by the moonlight, and its crooked appearance is like a human hand bone.
In such an environment, Zhan Zongyan finally felt a little bit afraid.
He started to walk towards the stairs in the dark, and his voice was more urgent than before, "Aunt Wen? Is anyone there? Hello!"
Zhan Wuyou followed behind Zhan Zongyan like a ghost, he seemed to have no feet, walking without making any sound. Even the sound of breathing was so weak that it was imperceptible.
Zhan Zongyan has already touched the handrail on the edge of the stairs.
There is something in the palm of his hand to support him, which gives him a little more confidence.
"call-"
Suddenly, a very light breath came from behind his ear.
The confidence that Zhan Zongyan had just raised suddenly leaked out.
He wanted to run and scream, but the soles of his feet seemed to be rooted at the stairs, and his throat seemed to be blocked with something. His palms began to sweat coldly, and his heartbeat soared to the noise.
He knew that there was 'something' behind him...
This kind of unknown thing made him think of many bloody existences at once, and the blood in his whole body began to feel cold.
When I couldn't help but turn around—
"Master?" Aunt Wen's voice suddenly came from downstairs, "Master, is there a power outage at home?"
Zhan Zongyan took a deep breath, and the hands and feet that could not move just now seemed to come alive.
He hurried downstairs.
Zhan Wuyou followed behind him like a ghost, pointed at his galloping figure and suddenly stretched out his hand, and gave him a push.
Zhan Zongyan, who was running wildly, lost his balance due to this push, and fell down!
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This fall made Zhan Zongyan's plastic surgery two days ahead of schedule.
His nasal bone broke while going down the stairs.
Ruan Baichun thought this was an opportunity. Without looking for any reason, he can completely go through his plastic surgery period. Saved her a lot of trouble.
What made her most comfortable was that Wuyou actually completed the order, and was even taken by that person.
As long as she catches up with that person, her right to speak in the 'confusion' will become bigger and bigger.