An Jingxing had a comfortable sleep. When he woke up, the room was empty, and there was no sound in the room where Tang Qianrong worked before.
The sky was gray. She was lying on the bed and felt her stomach growling.
I haven't eaten for two days, no wonder I'm hungry.
Not wanting to wrong herself any more, she moved her aching body and tried to sit up from the bed. The man didn't know what kind of medicine he applied to her body, but it only took an afternoon, and the wound was no longer so painful, but just a little sore.
She sat up without much effort, picked up a set of white pajamas on the bedside, slowly put them on herself, got off the floor, and walked out of the room.
After walking out of the room she was in, she discovered that the house turned out to be a villa. There was no one in the European-style corridor. She walked along the stairs and saw that the villa actually had four floors.
She was on the third floor. There was a light on in a room on the second floor, and it seemed like someone was there. She walked towards the second floor, and when she got to the door, she wanted to knock on the door.
But I heard the muffled chatter of men coming from inside.
"Boss, the police said they didn't find the man's body, but he was shot three times and jumped off the roof. He probably won't survive. Should we continue to look for him?"
Standing in An Jingxing's position, she could only see Tang Qianrong sitting on the chair behind the mahogany desk, and the man standing in front of him had his back to her.
He looked like a Chinese, he spoke very standard Chinese, and he was very respectful to Tang Qianrong in every gesture, and he looked like he was a secretary.
An Jingxing had met several secretaries of Tang Qianrong, but it seemed that she had never seen this one. In addition, the matter they discussed seemed to be the man who kidnapped her before. When her heart moved, she did not move and continued to stop and listen in the distance.
Go down.
"Continuing to check, the man spoke very standard Chinese and was very familiar with me. It sounded like he was coming for me. And I didn't push him at the time. He jumped out of the window on his own. He must have left something for himself.
That's why I was so confident at the time. The investigation was carried out secretly. As long as he came for me, he would appear in front of me sooner or later."
Tang Qianrong still looked introverted and indifferent. Even though they were probably talking about a man who hated him to the core, there was no trace of panic or nervousness on his face.
She really wanted to see how long it would take for this man to panic? It really made her curious.
"But...boss..." The man with his back to him seemed to be very worried about Tang Qianrong's safety and wanted to refute. At this moment, he moved slightly, with his back to his face, and moved slightly.
A rough outline was revealed under the light. An Jingxing stared at the outline for a few times, always feeling that he had seen this person somewhere...but it was definitely not in a villa in Los Angeles...then where could it be?
?
The complicated thoughts couldn't find the beginning thread. She pondered for a long time, and she felt as if there was a knot in her head, and the thread that opened the knot was in her memory.
But her memory failed to live up to expectations at this time.
However, just when An Jingxing was thinking hard to find the answer, suddenly, a sinister voice came from behind her.
