No one said anything, but they all thought so in their hearts.
The plane arrived on time.
As soon as Qiao Nian got off the plane, Gu San was beside her and reminded her dutifully: "Ms. Qiao, don't forget to call Wang Ye."
"… "
Qiao Nian had taken a nap on the plane and had just woken up with her earphones still in her ears, but she didn't like listening to music when she slept, so she didn't turn on the volume and happened to hear Gu San talking.
She took off one of her headphones with an irritated look in her eyes, looked up someone's phone number, paused, then raised her head again, her eyes dark and bottomless, and asked, "Can't send a message?"
It seems that sending a message to report safety is enough.
Gu Sanguan looked at his nose and pretended that he didn't understand, and whispered: "Ms. Qiao, didn't you promise to call Wang Ye back? Sending a message... is not a good idea, right?"
"Forget it." Qiao Nian didn't know if sending a message was really a bad idea, so he rubbed his brows and said, "I'll call."
As soon as the call was made, it was connected within two or three rings.
"Hello."
The man's voice was deep and seductive, and even when he was not around, he still had a strong presence: "Are you in Beijing?"
Qiao Nian followed the crowd out with one hand in his pocket, looking pretty cool: "Yeah, I just got off the plane and am getting ready to go out."
The man on the other end of the phone chuckled. His low, mellow voice was like the sound of a plucked string. It sounded lazy, but there was an inexplicable nobleness in it: "The weather in Beijing is colder than in the surrounding areas. Be careful not to catch a cold..."
Qiao Nian looked up and found that everyone passing by was wearing a cotton coat. It looked much colder than around the city. She lowered her eyes, hiding the warmth that flashed in her eyes, and whispered, "I know, I just came to Jing City a few days ago."
She had just been here when Wei Lou asked her to come and see his grandfather, and it hadn't been long.
However, compared to half a month ago, the temperature in Beijing seemed to have dropped a few degrees. When Qiao Nian passed by the vending machine, she almost stopped to buy a bottle of hot coffee, but seeing Gu San walking in front, she pursed her lips, did not buy it, and continued to follow Gu San out.
“…I almost forgot you were here just now.”
While she was distracted, the man's voice came through the headset, as if deliberately teasing her, in a low voice: "I asked Bo Jingxing to pick you up at the airport. He should be outside. You will see him later. Luo Qing is also here, and there are some people from the Ninth Institute who you may not know... Gu San is here, just follow him."
Qiao Nian felt an inexplicable tingling in his cochlea. He frowned, raised the corners of his eyes, looked forward, and saw Luo Qing and others not far away.
Luo Qing, Bo Jingxing... and some unfamiliar faces that she had never seen before, about seven or eight people.
She slowly looked away, her tone casual and rather ruffian: "Oh, I've seen it."
*
On the other side, Luo Qing also saw the girl coming out of the terminal.
Haven't seen you for a few days.
The girl was still dressed very coolly, except that she had replaced her sweatshirt with a white hoodie. She still wore the baseball cap on her head, hiding all her hair inside, and had earphones in her ears, as if she was talking to someone on the phone. She looked a bit careless and lazy, and the evil in her bones could hardly be concealed!
He pointed in the direction of Qiao Nian, turned around and said to Bo Jingxing who had been replying to messages: "Mr. Bo, it's Miss Qiao and the others. They are coming out."
Out
Everyone in the Ninth Institute couldn't help but look in the direction he said expectantly.
Gu San and the others know each other.
Wang Ye's right-hand man, he always follows Wang Ye closely.
(End of this chapter)