The luxurious Maybach is parked outside the gate of Fu's house.
In the car, Mo Nanxi said respectfully: "Master Jiu, I will investigate overnight and report the results to you as soon as possible."
"Well, according to the directions provided, we should be able to investigate." Bo Zhanye spoke calmly, opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car.
Mo Nanxi thought of something and then said: "By the way, Master Jiu, I have been secretly investigating Fu Yiqian these past few days. Although there are no particularly big clues, I found something particularly suspicious.
It was the reference room where he put all the work in his hands aside and often stayed at home. Qiao Sang and he often went in, and his wife also went in.
I think there's probably something wrong with that data room. It's just an important base. It's completely inaccessible and no information can be captured.
If possible, Master Jiu, your identity is more convenient, you should be able to find a way to sneak in, and...
If that doesn't work, I'll put the latest ion monitor in the jewelry and give it to my wife, so that I can hear the most intuitive news."
Listener?
Bo Zhanye glanced at Mo Nanxi with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "That's my wife, do you think it's a spy game?"
What kind of couple are they if they use such tactics and suspicion?
Mo Nanxi immediately turned pale and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiu, I'm just saying casually." He really didn't dare to say that after so many days of investigation, there was no news, the only thing he could think of was this.
Bo Zhanye ignored him and said, "I will go to the reference room to check it myself." He opened the door and got out of the car.
Mo Nanxi looked at the slender and condensed noble back and couldn't help but sigh.
Since Master Jiu doesn't want to go that far, why should he investigate Madam?
Wouldn't it be better to have a little more trust?
Hey! I can’t guess the big man’s thoughts, I don’t dare to guess~~
Fu family.
"Uncle." Wherever Bo Zhan passed by at night, servants greeted him.
He glanced at the second floor of the main building and saw that the lights had been turned off. He stopped a passerby's servant and asked:
"Miss has fallen asleep?"
The servant politely replied: "Yes, uncle. After dinner, the young lady took the young master and the princess upstairs. She should have fallen asleep by now."
Bo Zhanye looked calm and asked casually: "What did Miss do at home today? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No." The servant thought he was concerned about Fu Xixi and said: "After the young lady returned home, she was with the Crown Prince. After that, the Crown Prince went out. The young lady has been practicing dancing in the dance studio and having dinner together in the evening. There is nothing wrong with her.
Comfortable place.”
After listening, Bo Zhanye narrowed his long eyes, and countless secrets and deep thoughts passed by.
What's wrong with such a simple life?
"Okay, you can go down." Bo Zhanye didn't ask any more questions and walked upstairs.
After he left, Fu Yiqian walked out of the darkness with a heavy look on his face.
The servant hurriedly walked over: "Prince, I answered in accordance with your requirements throughout the whole process, and there was absolutely no mistake or omission."
Fu Yiqian hummed softly: "Go ahead and tell me, if Mr. Jiu asks you about any miscellaneous matters about the lady again, don't give detailed information, especially the reference room."
"Okay, Prince." The servant accepted the order and left respectfully.
Qiao Sang, who was standing behind Fu Yiqian, sighed and said, "Prince, if you continue like this, you won't be able to hide it for long, and the young lady's illness won't be delayed for long either."
Fu Yiqian naturally knows the current situation.
But I was busy today and still got very little news!
What the black man said is equivalent to not saying anything!
Now he must first hold off Bo Zhanye and solve this problem.
"Qiao Sang, arrange a play tomorrow."
...
In the bedroom on the second floor, the lights are turned off, and only the soft and faint light shines under the bed.
On the bed, the little woman slept soundly, her little face looking peaceful and quiet.
He didn't come back, but she could actually sleep?