"Good, good, young master, don't worry too much. Qiao Qiao is very skillful. I'll go to him now."
Fu Nanli called Fu Chuan and asked him to contact Lu youyou to find Wen Qiao.
No matter how worried he was, he had to board the plane and shut down his cell phone.
The ten hour flight was a real ordeal.
Wenjo had been sleeping for four hours over there, not knowing that his sight would only infuriate others.
She sat up and turned on her cell phone. It was already six o'clock in the evening.
I don't know if my family found her missing.
Actually, it's only 20 minutes' walk from her home. It's very close, but it's blocked by big trees in the yard.
Wenqiao sat cross legged on the floor, fiddling with his mobile phone. The top right corner of the mobile phone screen still showed no signal.
She sat calmly for a while, thinking that she could try to modify her mobile phone and unlock the shielding function of the nearby signal shielding device.
She hasn't done that, but it's certainly OK in theory.
Her fingers were flying on her cell phone.
In front of the screen, he xihuai is eating western food gracefully and taking a sip of red wine. In the big window of dusk, the woman is staring at her mobile phone.
"Is there a signal shield?"
Teresa: "yes, it's in the yard. It's very effective. Miss Wen's mobile phone should not have any signal at this time."
"Miss Wen?" He xihuai did not seem satisfied with the title.
Teresa immediately changed her words: "wenjo's cell phone must have no signal. It's probably playing some game that comes with it."
He xihuai threw his knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a white napkin. The maid immediately withdrew the table in front of him.
"She's quite relaxed, and she's still in the mood to play games now?"
He xihuai is on the verge of gas explosion.
Teresa was very uneasy. She felt that if Miss Wen continued to be so calm, she was afraid that her husband would come to teach her a lesson in person.
About half an hour later, wenjo still hasn't cracked the signal blocker. However, it takes a lot of power to crack it. Her cell phone has only 20% of its power.
All of a sudden, she heard the sound of footsteps, and the sound of the iron gate rising slowly.
There was something strange about the voice in the night.
She immediately put away her mobile phone and hurried downstairs.
He xihuai in front of the screen frowned and sat on the sofa with one hand gently supporting his head. His face was very unhappy: "why isn't she afraid?"
How can a woman be locked up in an abandoned building and follow the sound as soon as she hears something?
Teresa didn't know what to say.
Wenjo seemed to be fearless.
Obviously, the incident did not meet the expectations of her husband. She was shocked by his dark face.
"It may be that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or she is rather nervous."
He xihuai's eyes were dim, staring at the woman on the screen. Soon, she went down the stairs and could not see her figure.
Wenjo quickly downstairs, to see the iron door fell again, she was a step slower, and in the dim light, she saw something similar to a sweeping robot, was making a strange sound.
It's very much like the horror music in ghost movies, and occasionally it makes the laughter of an ethereal little girl.
If she only stayed upstairs and didn't come down to have a look, she would have been terrified to hear such a sound.
"Cluck cluck" the little girl's voice, low smile.
Wenjo went to the little robot and picked it up in one hand. The laughter turned to the creak of the old wooden door.
Wenqiao whispered, the little thing has a lot of patterns.
You want to scare her?
She took the small robot back to the second floor, went to the French window, in front of the camera on the tree, threw the robot on the ground, and then pressed hard.
Silence returned to the whole house.
The weird laughter disappeared.
Teresa, in front of the screen, was afraid to look at her husband.
He xihuai thin lips light open, voice not heavy "a group of waste.".