Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Of course, Mr. Shen, do you want to learn how to make it for Mr. Xie?"
Shen Antu responded a little shyly: "Yes."
Aunt Zhao sighed: "You two have such a good relationship."
Shen Antu explained embarrassedly: "I lost my memory and completely forgot about him. I always felt sorry for him, so I wanted to do something to make it up to him. After thinking about it, I thought that cooking for him might be the quickest and easiest way."
Aunt Zhao comforted him while cooking: "Just forget it. After all, you are still alive. Just live your life well in the future."
Shen Antu and Aunt Zhao got along better and better as they talked, and he wanted to keep her to have lunch together, but Aunt Zhao said they had a rule that they couldn't eat food from customers' homes, so she cooked and left, and said that she could leave the dirty dishes and she would clean them up when she came in the evening.
Shen Antu saw Aunt Zhao off with regret, and ate his meal alone in the empty dining room. After washing the dishes, he prepared to go upstairs. When passing the living room, he stared at the door for a few seconds, walked over and tried to turn the doorknob, but the door still would not open. However, it opened clearly when Aunt Zhao left just now.
Shen Antu stood there for a while. He felt a little full and decided to walk around the room to digest the food.
This villa has five floors in total, three above ground and two underground. The living room, dining room and kitchen are all on the first floor, the second floor is the guest room and study, the master bedroom and cloakroom are on the third floor; the first underground floor is the storage room and gym, there is also an indoor swimming pool, but there is no water in it; the second underground floor is the garage, only a BMW and a Bentley are parked, both are quite low-key models.
Shen Antu carefully searched all five floors of the house and found a total of four exits, but he couldn't get out of any of them.
Returning to the master bedroom, Shen Antu entered the cloakroom again.
After opening the wardrobe and taking a quick look, the clothes can be divided into two categories based on style and color. One category is mainly dark suits, probably belonging to Xie Duo, and the other category has richer colors and styles, probably belonging to Shen Antu.
Shen Antu took out a pink shirt from the closet and looked at it for a long time. His expression gradually changed from confusion to disgust. When he was about to hang the clothes back, he suddenly found a tag fell out of the collar.
Chapter 4 Are We Broken Up
It was indeed the secretary's negligence that the tag was not cut, but it was not difficult to explain. Shen Antu didn't like this dress in the first place, so he "once" bought this dress on a whim and never wore it.
But Shen Antu was too perceptive.
Xie Duo adjusted the surveillance footage and saw that after he stayed in the cloakroom for ten minutes, he went to the master and secondary bedrooms, the bathroom, the study, and the storage room.
Then he will find that everything about Shen Antu in this house is new.
The clothes were new, the daily necessities were new, there was no sign of Shen Antu's use in the study, no book had his handwriting on it, and there were only a few new fitness equipment piled up in the storage room. Even the most frequently used bedside table did not have anything that reflected his personal habits.
In short, there is no trace of Shen Antu's life in this house.
Shen Antu went back to the big bed in the bedroom and lay down. He held the phone up to his eyes and looked at it - the phone and the phone number were also new.
Xie Duo put down the documents in his hand and stared at the computer screen intently, waiting for Shen Antu's reaction. However, to his surprise, five minutes later, Shen Antu put his mobile phone on the bedside table, turned over, wrapped himself in the quilt, and began to take a nap.
Xie Duo frowned deeply, he took out the address book on his cell phone and called Zhou Minghui.
Zhou Minghui is the director of the company's technical department, Xie Duo's subordinate and good friend. All the cameras in the villa where Shen Antu lives were designed and installed by him.
Zhou Minghui quickly answered the phone: "Hello? Old Xie, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Xie Duo: "How many cameras did you install in the villa?"
Zhou Minghui: "Let me think, probably more than 80, what's the matter?"
It was pretty much as Xie Duo expected. It was precisely because of the cameras at so many angles that they could clearly capture Shen Antu from every angle. However, this undoubtedly increased the chances of Shen Antu discovering the surveillance. He very much suspected that Shen Antu's behavior just now was because he had discovered something.
"Too many." Xie Duo said.
"Ah?" Zhou Minghui couldn't figure out what Xie Duo meant. "So we have to tear it down? We can, but we renovated the whole villa to hide these things. If we want to tear it down now, we'll have to clean up the interior again, which is very troublesome. And then again, didn't we install so many cameras in the first place just to monitor him from all angles? Why do we have to tear it down now?"
Xie Duo was silent for a few seconds, and Zhou Minghui realized it himself: "Do you feel tired watching so many cameras? Then come to me, I will send a few more people to watch all the cameras 24 hours a day to ensure that not a single fly will be spared. I told you to just leave this kind of small matter to the subordinates, there is no need for you to bother with it yourself."
In the surveillance footage, Shen Antu turned over and lay on his back on the bed. A button on the collar of his pajamas was unbuttoned, revealing a small section of his collarbone.
"No thanks." Xie Duo hung up the phone.
Xie Duo arrived home at 6:35 in the evening, which was just time for dinner. When he pushed the door open, Shen Antu was standing in front of the entrance waiting for him.