Chapter 1622

He looked at the Wutong tree in front of him. It seemed that there was still a trace of blood on it.

"Do you smell anything in the air?"

Ji Ziming's narrow eyes narrowed. With his intuition, he knew that someone must be guarding there in the large camphor forest, but Ji Ziming was not sure whether there were more people there than the bodyguards in his villa.

Rash action will only cause greater casualties.

Although the smell of Cinnamomum camphora tree is strong, Ji Ziming can still taste the trace of blood. If he can, he can walk a few steps ahead and see Xu Yansong in light green clothes squatting on the trunk.

As long as Ji Ziming walks three meters ahead, he can see the injured Xu Yansong.

"OK, take someone to see if there are any other trees. I want to ensure the safety of that person."

Jiziming's voice was cold. He looked beyond the Wutong tree in front of him and at the camphor tree behind the Wutong tree.

"Yes, president."

The captain of the bodyguard was in a cold sweat. He didn't know when the people outside came to the villa. The security measures here have always been the most perfect. Even compared with the villa in the center of the capital, it is even more upscale and worthy of safe occupancy.

Now that something like this has happened, I don't know whether to say that the bodyguards are derelict or Ji Ziming is careless.

After receiving jiziming's instructions, he took the rest of his bodyguards to investigate one by one on the Wutong tree in the backyard. The bodyguards' hand speed was even faster. It was no problem climbing the tree and the wall. The only regret jiziming felt was that before he and Peige entered the house, the captain of the bodyguard had investigated all the suspicious things that could be installed with cameras.

In fact, when the captain of the bodyguard found the camera, he had ordered his brothers to survey the vicinity of the villa, but no suspicious people or things were found.

"So fast?"

Ji Ziming looked at the captain of the bodyguard standing in front of him. It was only about ten minutes since he said the order. He had to have a little doubt about the ability of the captain of the bodyguard.

"Have you seen the camphor forest beyond the back wall of the yard?"

Peige turned around. With a woman's intuition, she could even see the color of a shadow that didn't belong to the camphor tree on the tree.

"No."

Ji Ziming took Pei GE's hand and said nothing more. He took Pei Ge into the house.

"There must be someone in the camphor forest."

As soon as he entered the house, Ji Ziming spoke out Peige's doubts.

"Then why don't you let them have a look, in case the man who installed the camera is in that tree?"

Peige's small face was even more nervous. Since Qu Xiujie came to their sight, they didn't really enjoy the day, but all kinds of accidents around them emerged one after another.

"Don't worry, the man is hurt."

Ji Ziming looked at Peige with deep eyes, which made Peige puzzled.

"If you're hurt, go quickly..."

"Don't worry, that man can't go down the mountain today."

Ji Ziming went to the tea table and poured himself a cup of tea leisurely. The green tea swayed slightly in the white porcelain cup, and the green tea smoke had a smell of morning tea in such a large space.

"Don't worry. When I just went out, I had started the security settings outside the villa. Unless he is a bird, it is impossible to complete the task of safely returning to the foot of the mountain in this camphor forest. Even if he is an expert, he has to be seriously injured."

The confidence on Ji Ziming's face once again let Peige's little heart down.

"So you just told the captain of the bodyguard..."

Peige understood that even if the captain of the bodyguard did nothing, the defense system of the villa was also very powerful.

"Yes, that's what you think, so don't worry, I'm here."

Ji Ziming poured Peige a cup of tea, rubbed her hair, and said in a low voice, "would you like a cup of green tea? The new tea was sent yesterday. It tastes good..."

Ji Ziming deliberately stopped talking and came to Peige's ear. The thin mist was about to make Peige's ears red. "Of course, it doesn't taste as good as you."

"You're not serious again."

Pei Ge pushed Ji Ziming away from the sofa. No matter where he was, Ji Ziming could remember to lift Pei GE's small heart. The heartbeat from "plop plop" was also a little scared by those cameras.

"Don't be afraid. You won't get hurt with me."

Ji Ziming said to Peige seriously and frankly in an informal tone. The light in his eyes was shining under the huge crystal chandelier above his head.

"I know."

Peige lowered his head and took his own tea from the tea table.

Sure enough, it is new tea. You can feel the overflowing fragrance of tea at the entrance, leaving rare memories between your lips and teeth, such as the brilliance among flowers and plants in spring, with the most pungent fragrance of flowers and the aroma of tea itself.

It's really good tea.

"How?"

Watching Pei Ge drink a cup and pour another one for himself, Ji Ziming's lips lifted up and asked with a brilliant smile in his eyes.

"I think it's good to drink. It takes a little of the vicissitudes of old tea than new tea, and there is more freshness of new tea than old tea."

Pei Ge tasted it very seriously. Even Ji Ziming didn't taste it like this.

"Yes, you know very well."

Ji Ziming leaned his hands on the sofa and thought that if Peige didn't like drinking, he would have other kinds of tea.

"Little by little, the tea has been drunk and the matter has been solved. Don't you want to go upstairs to see Qu Xiujie?"

Pei Ge said the key point, and Ji Ziming's eyes sank.

"Do you believe it?"

Ji Ziming simply asked, thinking that if Peige didn't want to believe it, he wouldn't let Qu Xiujie live here again.

"And you?"

Peige didn't know how to handle it well, but when Qu Xiujie said the past, she seemed to remember it in her mind, but the memory was too dull to even call it a vague shadow.

"If you don't believe it, I'll find evidence to shut up the liar. If you believe it, I'll listen to you."

Ji Ziming's voice was cold and gave the initiative to Peige.

"I want to hear him go on. Although I don't want to be a Qu family, I hate Qu jingwan, Qu Qingyu and even their old lady Qu, but I don't hate Qu Xiujie so much. I really want to see what medicine he wants to sell in his gourd."