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Chapter 112 turned out to be a fast shooter

The female taxi driver looked at me sitting silently in the back seat and reassured me that it was no big deal and I would definitely meet someone better in the future. I replied casually, I hope you can also meet someone better, female taxi driver

The taxi driver said with happiness on her face that she had met her current husband, who was a junior leader of the taxi company.

The female taxi driver refused to take the 22 yuan fare, saying it was fate, so she took it as an empty taxi. Before getting off the bus, I threw 20 yuan into her car and kept the other 2 yuan.

It’s expensive to listen to the story.

Fang Liqun really went to the mall, and within one day of my success, I visited the mall again.

For the first time, I realized that there is a saying in Jin Yong's novel "Eternal Heaven and Sword of the Dragon" that is particularly true. "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she deceives others." More than an hour later, Fang Liqun felt weak and weak as the charming woman carried large and small bags in her hands.

He followed the woman, shouting that he wanted to eat something. The charming woman turned around and winked. Women are like this. After buying what they like, they won’t be hungry anymore.

It can be seen that the charming woman does have some ability, and she knows that she spent a lot of money on Fang Liqun. She acted coquettishly along the way, called "Young Master Fang" several times, and made a few provocative hints, but it didn't take long.

Fang Liqun once again looked like a sluggish man with a soulless mind. He held his head high and said with a lofty expression that this was all trivial. What would happen to him when he became the deputy dean?

I followed the two people to an old community near the shopping mall. They walked into a four-story building. I watched them go in for half a minute, and then I followed them into the corridor. There were two households on the first floor, and I stood vertically.

I listened carefully to the sounds coming from each room. I walked along the stairs to the fourth floor, and there was a cooing sound coming from the room on the right.

"Oh, Mr. Fang, what are you in a hurry for? I haven't taken a shower yet."

"No, I can't wait any longer. You monster, you have tormented me all the way. Today I want you to experience how powerful I am."

Following the man's obscene laughter, a flurry of movement came from inside the door, followed by the woman's heartbreaking gasp. Is it so exciting? I tiptoed and moved closer to the door.

Just when I was about to put my ear close to the door to get more information.

"Ah!" A high-pitched man's gasp sounded, followed by a woman's desperate gasp, and then all kinds of charming screams, surrounded by three words: "Young Master Fang is mighty", "Young Master Fang is so powerful", and "Young Master Fang is a real man"

The central point is to praise the man.

After taking a look at the door number, I walked downstairs. I seemed to suddenly understand a joke Zhang Feng told us before.

There is a joke about a couple. The man is a sports fan and likes to listen to sprint programs on the radio. On this day, the man was lying in bed holding the radio and listening to the live broadcast of the World Championships.

His wife suddenly felt aroused and insisted on pulling him to do some exercise. The man was not happy and said that he would start the sprint race immediately. The contestants were already standing on the starting line. When his wife got angry, she turned off the radio.

The two finished an intense exercise. The man lit a cigarette casually and turned on the radio. The excited voice of the commentator came from the radio: "We've crossed the line! Greg Foster crossed the finish line first, 13

42 seconds! 13 seconds 42! This is a historic moment! Let us congratulate this American athlete!"

The foreign computer game I played on the ninth day of the lunar month had a line in it: "Hey, he turns out to be a quick shooter!"

When we returned to the mall, it was already closed. Xiaoyu stood at the entrance of the mall looking around. When she saw me appearing, she walked over with a happy smile.

"Why did it take so long?"

"When I came back, there were few cars and it was not easy to take a taxi. I took the bus and it was already very fast."

I thought to myself, everyone should thank you for your quick shooter, otherwise the return might have been even later.

"Have you confirmed the detailed address? Has it not been found?"

On the way back to Xiaoyu's apartment, Xiaoyu asked me something in a low voice. Her cautious manner was no different from that of a spy in a novel, as if I was doing something shameful.

"Of course, I can't go into more details. We'll talk about it later. I can't wait for the ninth day of the month."

I smiled and answered in the same low voice, pretending that I had learned a huge secret, imitating the appearance of a spy in the novel, and cooperated with Xiao Yu.

By the time Xiaoyu came to her senses and said that I was laughing at her, she had already entered the corridor of her home.

"It seems that Chujiu hasn't come back yet, otherwise he would definitely be calling us upstairs at this time to hurry up."

I began to worry about the ninth day of the Lunar New Year. I went out mysteriously and didn't come back after a few hours.

"Qin Feng, were the lights in the room on when we came out?"

When we were approaching the third floor, Xiaoyu grabbed my arm, pointed to the window on the door of her room, and asked in a low voice.

The breathable window on the door reflects the orange incandescent light in the room.

"No, I made sure it was not dark yet and the lights were not turned on when I left."

I'm pretty sure I didn't turn on the lights when I left, because when I closed the door, I passed the living room and glanced at the building opposite.

At this time, we realized at the same time that there might be other people in the room. Could it be that the person who stole the documents is here again? It's not Fang Liqun! I know in my heart that Fang Liqun cannot be here now.

"Shh!" I walked in front of Xiaoyu and protected her behind me. When I saw that there was only a broken broom at the door, I simply gave up and took it.

I believe that with my skills, ordinary people can still deal with it easily.

I walked quietly to the door and put my ear gently against the door. There was indeed movement in the room, but it was just the sound coming from the radio, and I couldn't hear anything else.

"Key?" I told Xiaoyu to give me the key.

The key was easily inserted into the keyhole. I turned the key gently and the door slowly opened.

"I go!"

Chujiu was lying on the sofa in the living room, holding Xiaoyu's radio in her arms, crossing her legs and grinning along with the radio program.

"Guo Guo, sister Xiaoyu, why did you come back? I'm starving to death!"

When Chujiu saw us coming back, he put down the radio in his hand and complained to Xiaoyu. A girl had no snacks at home.

At this time, Xiaoyu, who followed me into the room, was also relieved when he saw Chujiu. He happened to hear Chujiu's complaints, shook his head angrily, and pointed to the door of the room.

"Chujiu, you don't have a key, how did you get in?"

Chujiu smiled proudly, took out a plastic card from his pocket, and waved it in his hand. I recognized it at a glance. It was the cartoon character that was given as a gift in the 50-cent package of crispy noodles from the school canteen.

"Of course Wanli Cauldron taught me how to spread it!"


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