After following her for a while, they discovered that Su Ping had entered a restaurant.
Shen Jing squatted outside and took out his phone to make a call.
They must be playing cards over there. After answering the phone, there was a sound of cards being swiped, followed by the voice of a nonchalant man.
"Hey Jing-ge, what made you think of calling your little brother?"
Shen Jing stared at Su Ping, who was sitting by the window on the second floor, and asked in a low voice over the phone, "The batch of goods you gave me last time worked quite well. Do you have any more?"
Upon hearing this, the man nearly dropped the cards in his hand.
"No way, you used it all up so quickly? That's enough for ten people."
"Hehehe, thanks to your batch of goods, I tasted the benefits and immediately came to patronize your business."
The two men smiled knowingly. After confirming the quantity, Shen sent the man a location and asked him to come to that address.
Su Ping caught a glimpse of Shen Jing squatting beside the flower bed, looking very suspicious. Was he afraid that Su Ping wouldn't notice him?
On the other side, Sister Yu looked at Tu Hengchuan sitting under the shade of a tree not far away. His condition had been very strange these past few days. At first, he would stare blankly for long periods of time and check his phone from time to time.
He then threw his phone into the lake and started frantically reading the script.
The next day, on her way back from her evening run, she caught a glimpse of a figure standing vaguely in the lake under the moonlight.
Thinking of the legend of the water ghost in the mountains, she was quite frightened. Only after looking closely did she recognize Tu Hengchuan, who was fumbling for his phone in the dark.
If only I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?
On the contrary, the little assistant who was with him was a complete contrast to Tu Hengchuan. She was all smiles to everyone she met these past two days, as if her little boyfriend had climbed the mountain to see her again.
She had met that young boyfriend before; he was the son of one of the investors. She never expected him to be Song Yifei's boyfriend.
Song Yifei had just finished replying to Xu Yichen's message on her phone, and before the shyness on her face had faded, she suddenly looked up and bumped into Tu Hengchuan, who was not far away.
I don't know what's wrong with Brother Chuan these past few days. He was suddenly very nice to me a few days ago, but he changed his attitude in the last two days. He stares at me from time to time, and there are complicated emotions in his eyes.
The more Tu Hengchuan looked at Song Yifei, the clearer he became about what he truly wanted.
He seemed to have only an emotional attachment to her, and this attachment seemed less important with Su Ping by his side.
Tu Hengchuan withdrew his gaze, made up his mind, and took out the phone that he had just asked the staff to buy for him to send a message to Tu Ling.
"Sis, send me Pingping's WeChat."
...
About ten minutes later, a man carrying a bag crouched down and walked behind Chen Jing, who was squatting next to the flower bed, and patted him on the shoulder.
Shen turned his head reflexively, only to be startled and nearly plunged headfirst into the flower bed.
"Walks silently? You scared the hell out of me!"
Shen Jing glanced at Su Ping on the second floor and, seeing that she was looking at her phone and not paying attention to them, got up and pulled the man behind him to another spot against the wall.
To better expose himself to Su Ping's view.
Su Ping saw the friend request message from Tu Hengchuan on her phone, but didn't accept it immediately, intending to leave him hanging for a while.
She was somewhat surprised when she saw that the stone tablet next to the flower bed was gone.
They've left?
But soon, she saw two people standing on the other side. Shen Jing said something to the person, and Su Ping saw the person look around before opening the bag he was carrying.
Something's fishy.
Su Ping turned on the video recording function on her phone, zoomed in, and pointed it at the two people.
This phone has a really good camera; it even magnified the subtle expressions on their faces.
It was a packet that looked like an injection. Shen Jing took it, counted the contents, and then his eyes lit up with excitement.
"Brother, this dosage is no joke. Too much of it could make someone mentally impaired."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jing's eyes lit up, and he said, "Don't worry, don't worry, don't you know what kind of person I am? I'll take responsibility if anything happens, I won't betray you, don't worry!"
Upon hearing this, the man took out his phone and smiled after seeing that Shen Jing had transferred the money.
"Alright then, Jing-ge, have fun. I'll head back now. Remember to contact me if you need anything next time."
As Shen Jing watched his retreating figure, he weighed the powder in his hand, and his smile grew wider and wider.
Foolish? It's better if he's foolish, then he can do whatever he wants without worry.
The thought of the woman beneath him experiencing ecstasy made Shen Jing unable to wait even a moment longer.
While Su Ping was still eating, he quickly walked to the vending machine next to him and bought a bottle of water.
Then he squatted down next to the flower bed, poured most of the white powder into the bottle cap, added some water, and the powder was quickly diluted.
Colorless and odorless.
He took out the prepared syringe and drew up all the medicine.
After doing all this, he nervously looked around, and only after making sure no one was paying attention did he quickly put the syringe into his pocket and stand up.
Little did they know that Su Ping on the second floor had captured all of this with a high-definition camera.
Su Ping cleared her throat and sent a voice message to Shen Jiayu: "Ayu... I feel so bad..."
The voice sounded like someone who had drunk quite a bit.
Shen Jiayu's message came quickly; it was a 30-second voice message, which Su Ping ignored.
She had just asked the waiter for a bottle of wine, poured some into her palm, and rubbed it on her neck.
He patted his face again, and now he really did look like he had drunk quite a bit.
Seeing Su Ping stagger down the stairs, Shen Jing quickly hid to the side.
Su Ping walked past him, and as the wind blew by, it carried a strong aroma of wine.
Shen Jing closed his eyes and smelled it, becoming even more excited.
How much alcohol did he drink to get this drunk?
Seeing her sad back, Shen Jing wished he could go up and hug her to comfort her.
Shen Jiayu doesn't know how to be gentle with women. Don't worry, your brother will take care of you later.
Su Ping took out her phone and found that Shen Jiayu had sent more than ten messages.
She ignored them all and turned on location sharing.
When Shen Jiayu saw that she had suddenly turned on location sharing, he was initially wondering if she had pressed the wrong button. After thinking about it carefully, a bad thought formed in his mind.
not good!
Li Xiuyun picked up a plate of sliced ​​watermelon, intending to go upstairs to reconnect with her son after many years, when she saw Shen Jiayu grab his car keys and run downstairs like a shot.
As they passed each other, her elbow was bumped, and the plate of watermelon fell to the ground, shattering into pieces along with the plate.
Looking at Su Ping's location, Shen Jiayu suddenly felt relieved that she must have walked out, as she was only about one or two kilometers away.
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