The chemical killer Zhou Wanghai is good at making drugs. Such highly intelligent talents are most favored by the WE Group.
Li Xingtu deliberately let him go and allowed him to sneak into Qing City secretly, just to follow him and find out all the melons.
"By the way, youngest." Li Xingtu patted Shen Sili's shoulder and said, "The situation is tense recently, so you'd better carry a gun when traveling."
"good."
Shen Sili glanced at the letter.
He didn't recognize the handwriting on the letter, and his master said it was women's writing.
Every time the master contacts Fahai, he uses this font.
After work, Shen Sili came to a residential complex with the letter and went to Room 2903, Building 4. Shen Sili turned on the light on the balcony and then stuffed the letter into the parcel box at the door.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Yi walked back to the downstairs of the community. She was holding a watermelon in her hand and walking home while talking on the phone to Xie Jinghong.
She habitually looked up at the 29th floor.
When she saw the lights on on the neighbor's balcony, she subconsciously clenched the phone in her hand and asked Xie Jinghong: "How long will it take for you to come back from this business trip?"
Xie Jinghong patiently replied, "About two or three days. Did you miss me?"
Qin Yi smiled and replied, "My child and I miss you very much."
Hearing this, Qin Yi said, "Then I'll wait for you, Jinghong, good night."
"good evening."
After returning home, Qin Yi took out the letter written by Nu Shu from the abandoned package at the neighbor's door.
It says above——
[The watermelon is ripe and can be picked in three days.]
Qin Yi stuffed the letter back into the package, turned around, and carried the watermelon back to her and Xie Jinghong's home.
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After finishing his work, Shen Sili drove home, passing by Jiuxing Park, and thought that Song Jingcheng's home was here, and he could also go there for dinner.
He parked the car on the side of the road and called Shen He.
"Big sister." Shen Sili was sitting in the car smoking. He said, "I'm near Mr. Song's house. Ask him if he has anything to eat. If he does, I'll go and have some hot soup."
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