Qian Yikun's eyes fell on the kitchen and he whispered in his heart.
"Maybe I went out to buy soy sauce. I was really careless and didn't even know to clean up." Qian Yikun said, entering the kitchen and turning off the fire, "I just don't know why Mr. Ye cares so much about me. We It seems that the water in the well does not offend the river, what do you think, Mr. Ye?"
Ye Cong looked at the three bedrooms. Except for the messy bed in the master bedroom, the other rooms were all clean.
Ye Cong stepped forward to go in.
"Mr. Ye." Qian Yikun called hurriedly.
Ye Cong looked back at Qian Yikun coming out of the kitchen.
"It's not good for Mr. Ye to do this. This is my home after all." Qian Yikun's voice turned cold, and he was obviously unhappy.
Ye Cong leaned against the door and looked at Qian Yikun walking over, "I heard that Mr. Qian has been arresting Mo Fei. I wonder if there are any results?"
"I have been catching her, but that woman is too cunning. I haven't heard from her for a long time. If Mr. Ye has any news about her, can you tell me? Mr. Ye also knows that I have caught her for many years." Qian. Yikun has already walked to the door now. He is about the same height as Ye Cong, and standing in front of him can completely block his sight.
Ye Cong has been staring at Qian Yikun, as if he wants to see something in his eyes.
But Qian Yikun has been in the international community for so long and has been an undercover agent for so long. Without his acting skills, he might have died long ago.
Ye Cong and Qian Yikun looked at each other for a long time, and finally chose to give up, "It seems that Officer Qian has never seen Mo Fei."
"Is Mr. Ye also looking for her? Mr. Ye is easy to find. This woman is very insidious and cunning. I have been fighting with her for ten years." Qian Yikun said, reaching out and closing the bedroom door.
Upstairs, Mo Fei is sitting on the sofa right now, and Xinya is still talking about her pot, her pot.
Mo Fei turned back to look at Xin Ya and instantly understood why Qian Yikun wanted to harm himself. It was because his home smelled of blood. She had been injured for so long, and the smell of blood would definitely remain in the room. Outsiders might not be able to smell it, but Ye Cong who is it
A person licking blood from the tip of a knife.
"Xin Ya." Mo Fei waved to her, and Xin Ya hurried over. Mo Fei whispered a few words in her ear. Xin Ya was a little confused, but nodded anyway.
Ye Cong downstairs still had no intention of leaving, as if he was waiting for something.
Qian Yikun was not impatient and poured him water.
"Ding dong—"
There was a sudden knock on the door. Qian Yikun held the cup tightly and did not open the door immediately.
"Officer Qian?" Ye Cong reminded kindly.
Qian Yikun slowly put down his cup, then stood up and went to open the door.
Qian Yikun was unsure. What he was most afraid of was that Huang Jiaojiao would suddenly come at this time. Could it be that Huang Jiaojiao had never seen him before
Thinking that Huang Jiaojiao was responsible for this matter, Qian Yikun became furious. When the matter was settled, he would go to Huang Jiaojiao to resolve the matter.
When Qian Yikun stretched out his hand to hold the door handle, there was sweat on his back. After all, if Ye Cong found out that Mo Fei was here at this time, even if Mo Fei was not injured, he and Mo Fei might not be his opponent if they teamed up.
"Squeak—" The door was opened by Qian Yikun. Before he could see the people outside clearly, a figure rushed in.
Qian Yikun: "..."
Ye Cong turned around and looked at the girl who ran in, with a more thoughtful look on his face.