The first thousand and seventy-five chapters are jealous and disgusting! Run away!
Song Yan immediately turned off the flashlight in his hand. Then he looked around and saw that it was quiet in the dense forest. He looked at his phone again and found that there was no signal.
It seems that the signal is blocked here.
He lowered his voice and said to everyone, "This house is very strange and weird. Please be careful and extinguish all the lighting tools inside, so as not to be discovered by people inside the house."
"Brother Yan is right, everyone should be careful. It seems that Xiaoqiang and his companions have entered this house. Why did they come to this house? Why is this house located in such a deep mountain and old forest? It's so strange.
!" A brother said softly.
"None of us knows. Let's wait until nightfall to see if we can sneak in and find out." Song Yan put the phone away carefully, "Everyone, take a rest where you are."
It's only around ten o'clock in the evening, and young people usually haven't rested yet.
So he planned to wait until late at night before sneaking in with his brothers to have a look.
Everyone was tired after walking for such a long time, so they all sat on the ground and began to rest. From time to time, the sound of insects and the roar of unknown beasts could be heard in the forest. If you were timid, you would have been scared and ran away.
As the night progressed, some of the brothers were sitting with their backs against the trees, some were clinging to each other, and some simply lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Song Yan remained calm and sober, and looked at the door of the house from time to time. They had already circled around the house. The yard was so vast that it exceeded their imagination, and even the door to enter was large.
There are four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest.
They were guarding the east gate at this time, because this gate was the smallest and it was obviously not a commonly used gate.
Because it is not commonly used, no one will guard this place or pay special attention to it.
In the dark night, deep in the jungle, a group of men quietly emerged from the forest and headed towards the east gate.
Everyone steps very lightly.
They quickly rushed to the edge of the wall. I don't know if it was because the owner of this house was too confident that no one would find this place or something, but he didn't even install an anti-theft grid on the wall. He only scattered some broken glass on the edge of the wall.
scum.
These debris can be easily avoided, but those with poor skills will inevitably get stabbed and suffer minor injuries.
Song Yan and the others lay on the wall and gently threw a small stone they had picked up into the yard.
The stone fell to the ground with a dull sound, rolled for about two or three meters, and finally stopped.
Song Yan motioned for everyone to hide outside the wall. After waiting for a while and finding no one coming, they quietly touched the wall.
There are ancient buildings everywhere, and every building exudes a dark atmosphere, as if one huge beast after another is lined up in the yard. The yard is full of flowers, trees, pavilions and pavilions.
The scenery is pretty good.
"Don't scare the snake." Song Yan warned everyone in a low voice, and then walked quietly along the wall.
This house is so large and distributed so rigorously. With Xiaoqiang's ability, they definitely cannot support this house. That is, the owner of this house is someone else!
Just as they were about to sneak into a building quietly, they suddenly heard footsteps, followed by a man's lazily complaining, "I feel so sleepy in the middle of the night! I really don't want to patrol anymore."
"No way, this is an order." Another man pulled him, "Hurry up and finish this circle so that you can go back to the room and rest."
"Hey? Who is so wicked as to throw such a big stone on the road?" The complaining man tripped over a stone and staggered a few steps, almost falling. Fortunately, the man next to him caught him in time.
He was so angry that he kicked the stone against the wall.
Song Yan and his brothers held their breath and squatted behind a holly tree, motionless and not daring to make any sound.
Waiting until the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually faded away, Song Yan dared to poke his head and take a look, and found that the two people had gone far away.
"Let's go, everyone be careful."
They continued walking along the wall and slipped into a building. There were only weak voice-activated lights on the ground in the empty corridor.
Song Yan led everyone away quietly, only to find that... this place turned out to be a storage building. There were signs above the rooms, "Qing Dynasty", "Ming Dynasty", "Han Dynasty"...
"Does this mean that the rooms are filled with treasures from various dynasties?" Song Yan thought silently in his heart. When he was about to pry open a room and go in to take a look, he suddenly heard a rush of noise coming from outside.
Footsteps.
"Fuck! Hurry up! Hurry up and see who's coming in!"
"Is there any mistake? Even if our place is so strict, outsiders will come in?"
“It’s so annoying to wake people up in the middle of the night!”
"There are infrared rays everywhere here! You will know it when you encounter the monitoring room."
Song Yan's expression changed and he immediately said to his brothers, "Hurry up! Someone is coming!"
So several people immediately rushed out of the building and ran towards the way they came.
They moved very quickly. Before the man in black could catch up, several of them had already jumped onto the wall and escaped.
There was a false alarm, and everyone quickly fled into the dense forest.
No one dares to look back.
There are infrared devices all over the yard, so it's not easy to find out.
What's more, they don't have anything that can detect infrared light.
Song Yan led everyone into the dense forest, and then ran all the way towards where their car was parked.
After everyone got in the car, they immediately started the car and rushed out.
At this time, no one was found to be suspicious in the house. After searching for more than half an hour, they all dispersed after finding no one.
"Maybe it's a wild cat or a weasel?"
"After all, we are in a dense forest here, so it is normal for small animals to jump in."
"That's right!"
"So tired."
At this time, Song Yan had already led his brothers out of the dense forest and was heading towards the highway.
After leaving the dense forest, the signal on the mobile phone was restored immediately.
Song Yan then sent the photos of the house to Ruan Su.
"Madam, we broke into that house, the same courtyard where Xiaoqiang entered. There are many ancient buildings and many buildings. There are many people in black inside..."
He then reported everything he saw to Ruan Su.
Ruan Su couldn't contact Song Yan, so he kept tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. From time to time, he would look at his mobile phone.
She was a little worried about the safety of Song Yan and others, afraid that something might happen to them.
But fortunately, they escaped unharmed.
She looked at the photo sent by Song Yan and frowned slightly, "I understand, how are you doing now?"
"We are rushing back." Song Yan returned to her, "I will report to you in detail when we get to the capital."
"Be safe, I'll wait for you to come back." After sending this message, Ruan Su put away his phone, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
*
The sun is shining brightly early in the morning, and midsummer is here in a blink of an eye.
The interior design competition that Jing Cancan signed up for has also reached the finals.
Many well-known young designers participated in this competition, and they all made it to the finals after five quarters.
After breakfast in the morning, Jing Cancan left the small apartment with his laptop and drove his Porsche to the finals.
As soon as she stepped into the venue, she lined up to submit her information, received her participation card, and sat down at the competition venue with all the contestants.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit tense, and there were many spectators outside the scene. They were usually interior design enthusiasts, enthusiasts, or family members of contestants participating in the competition.
Zhuang Xiaoyue and Zhuang Yan also came over. After all, it was the finals, especially since Zhuang Yan was one of the judges of the competition.
"I'm going in. Just wait for us outside." Zhuang Yan touched his sister Zhuang Xiaoyue's head, "If you have nothing to do, you can play a few games and it'll be over."
"I know, Ma Yijia from our company has also entered the finals, but Cancan's biggest competitor is!" Zhuang Xiaoyue glanced at the photos of the contestants on the announcement.
"It doesn't matter who wins the championship, it would be even better if it is Cancan." After Zhuang Yan finished speaking, he went in.
Zhuang Yan walked in and immediately saw Jing Cancan sitting in the middle seat. Today's competition is about hand-painted indoor spring feelings.
Jing Cancan quickly got into the game.
Her professional knowledge did not disappear because of her amnesia. The inertia of her body and her brain's thinking still existed.
Especially during this period she has been studying and reviewing.
She has a very hard-working attitude and has a good understanding of interior design.
She originally thought it was a design competition and she even brought her laptop.
I didn't expect the competition to be hand-drawn.
After thinking about it for about ten minutes, she started painting. It was not difficult to draw by hand, but it was very difficult to achieve the effect.
Time passed bit by bit, and about an hour later, she handed in the manuscript.
And at the moment she handed in her manuscript, Ma Yijia also submitted her manuscript. The judges will score their works on the spot.
The scored points will be displayed immediately on the big screen, and the ranking will also be displayed immediately.
Zhuang Yan didn't expect that Jing Cancan had a talent for interior design. He couldn't help but nod in praise when he saw her hand-painted design, and immediately gave her a 9. The other judges also gave her a 9, a high score of 9.1.
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Ma Yijia is also good, but she is still a little less interesting than Jing Cancan.
8 points, 8.8 points,... basically all scores are close to 9 points.
Contestants one after another have submitted their submissions, and everyone's scores have come out.
When she saw Jing Cancan's scores, which were still high, Ma Yijia suddenly felt a little jealous. What abilities could she, a young lady who had never really entered the industry, have?
"Mrs. Bo was stripped of her waistcoat again today"
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.