Chapter 364

"Cell phones." Once again, Mo Jing urged him.

"Look after the needle, ten minutes." Her needle, at least 15 minutes, if in a comfortable bed, the best is 20 minutes.

But now, it's uncomfortable to lie on your back or on your stomach.

I can't do it for 20 minutes.

Fifteen minutes may be the limit.

"It's too late." Mo Jingyao was anxious.

"Can you say I'll type the code?" Metaphorical color hesitated for a moment.

Although she is a cute new code, she has practiced all night yesterday, which is a small success.

Besides, with Mo Jingyao there, she doesn't have to use her brain. She just needs to input the code according to his requirements.

It's just that she's too slow.

Yes, the speed of her input code is absolutely less than one tenth of Mo Jingyao's.

No, not one in 20.

He's too fast.

When he typed the code, she could only see the shadow of his hand.

And she, it's a letter, a letter in the knock.

"Little color, it's really too late."

"Then don't check." In any case, nothing is more important than the recovery of Mo Jingyao's body.

Mo Jing Yao helplessly turned his head and looked at the metaphor, "do you really want to know whether it's sister-in-law Zhan or Yang An'an?"

By his rhetorical question, Yu SE's heart itched.

Naturally, she wanted to know.

Because if you don't find out, Yang An'an and Mrs. Zhan will become two thorns on her body.

Or two thorns that can't be pulled out.

Because, both of them are suspected, and neither of them has the feeling of suspicion.

At that time, it will only make her more difficult to choose.

"Don't worry. I'm just typing code. I'm just manual. I won't aggravate the injury." Mo Jingyao explained in a soft voice and coaxed the metaphor. At this moment, he wanted to get the mobile phone.

Mo Er's admiration for figurative color is more than five.

It's always Mo Jingyao ordering others. It's the first time I see him to ask for a mobile phone.

However, although Mo Jingyao seems to be very sad, in fact, it is clear that his mouth is full of dog food.

It's full.

Mo Jingyao's listening to metaphors of color means that he has a deep feeling for metaphor.

"Xiaose, it's no longer painful. Your acupuncture is beginning to work. Give it to me."

Listening to Mo Jingyao's every request and explanation, the metaphor moved.

She really wanted to pull out the thorn in her heart.

If you determine who disclosed that she and Mo Jingyao made the trip this morning, you can directly pull out the thorn, and you will be much safer to travel on your own.

It is said that knowing people, knowing faces and not knowing hearts, she is better to let Mo Jingyao find out who it is.

"All right, but one minute at the most."

"Enough."

The man finished, his eyes have already glanced at his mobile phone, if not for color, he would have directly got the hand, even if it was the needle, he did not fear.

He's a man.

Find out who is the most important.

Otherwise, if the trace is erased, it will be more difficult for him to find out.

Yu se then took his mobile phone and handed it to him, "for a minute, otherwise, I will never believe you again."

"Good."

Thus, Yu se slowly moved Mo Jingyao's body, allowing him to drop his hands outside the car chair and enter the code with his mobile phone.

Mo Jingyao was very cooperative and quickly moved over. Then, he hit the keyboard with ten fingers and two hands.

Although the speed is much slower than before, it is still dazzling.

Even, it still can't keep up with his speed.

Yu se didn't disturb Mo Jingyao, so he asked him to find out quickly, so as to take back his mobile phone early and let him have a rest.

If it's not that the tracking time is too short, she won't give him the phone.

Half a minute passed.

A minute passed.

Yu se stretched his neck and looked at it, "Mo Jingyao, has no result yet?"

"At once." The man said, and then quickly entered a long string of code.

Then, when Yu se was confused, he said in a low voice, "OK, here's your mobile phone."

Yu se takes over, first of all, he helps Mo Jingyao to lie down again on the car chair, in order to reduce the compression of his injured ribs caused by his body soaring.

Seeing that Mo Jingyao finally recovered from the previous acupuncture posture, she took a deep breath, and then asked in a low voice, "who disclosed it?"

No matter who it is, it is a kind of war to her.

It's very hurt.

Because it's too much trust.

She even thought that no matter where she and Mo Jingyao went, they would never tell anyone else.No one will tell.

Only she and Mo Jingyao knew.

"It's Yang An'an." The man spoke.

Yu se only thinks that the brain "boom" for a moment, and the whole person is not good. "Impossible. An'an will not betray me. She is not like that. Mo Jingyao, are you wrong?"

She doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe it.

If Yang An'an sells the information that she and Mo Jingyao came to Guanyin Temple today, she really does not know who she can trust in her life.

Should we be careful when we talk to anyone from now on.

But it's too tired to live like that.

"She didn't mean to tell others, Xiaose. Her mobile phone was installed and implanted with monitoring equipment." Mo Jingyao felt the loneliness of metaphor and said it in a hurry.

"What are you talking about? Ann's cell phone has been installed with monitoring equipment? " The news surprised Simi.

But at the same time, she was also comfortable. As long as Yang an didn't sell the intelligence intentionally, she would not be angry.

As long as Yang an is not subjective.

Otherwise, she really can't stand being cheated by her best friend.

"Yes, it's still installed on her mobile phone, but the person who installed it should soon find a way to get Yang's mobile phone and remove it."

"I'll call her now and tell her not to touch anyone." Yu se said he would call Yang An'an.

As a result, she hasn't called yet, and Yang an's phone has come.

Metaphor suddenly reminds Yang An'an's mobile phone is not safe now.

At this time, everything you say with Yang An'an will be monitored.

Today, the bridge has become so innocent that she can not be implicated in the new incident.

Those people died because of her conversation with Yang An'an.

All the people's death had a great relationship with her. The thought of this one darkened the metaphor.

"Don't answer the phone. They don't know you and I are alive." When Mo Jingyao turned his head to look at the metaphor, he saw her suddenly pale face and said in a hurry.

"Good."

Yu se didn't call Yang An'an.

"Don't care about her. I've sent someone to watch her. Maybe I'll get something."

"Just when you typed the code?" The man knocked so many letters in that minute. How many things has he done?