As a woman, it is of course the easiest to test a woman, after all, they are in the same bathroom.

In addition to the wife and daughter of the target, there are five people in total: two female guards, a nanny, a tutor, and a professional bodyguard.

Jian Jing found the nanny in the children's area.

She was playing with her little son. The child slid down the slide with a giggle, and the nanny opened her arms to protect him all the way, so that the child would not be naughty and fall off the side of the slide.

Jian Jing looked at the nanny calmly, and the role of the intermediate observation card was brought into play to the maximum.

She was wearing a white shirt with a lapel, a navy blue skirt that went below the knees, and her dark hair was tied behind her head with a hairnet. It was a very typical nanny outfit.

There was a little stain on the collar and shoulders. I opened the five senses card and sniffed it. It was a mixture of vegetable and milk fragrance, like some kind of children's food.

Because she kept her palms spread out, the thin silk on her palms could be clearly seen, and there were a few slight scratches on her bare arms.

Jian Jing walked past her as if nothing had happened, and took a look at the back of her collar.

Under the collar of her shirt, the color of her skin was obviously a shade lighter than her face and neck.

"Not a nanny." She pressed the communication button on the headset and said inaudibly, "The color difference of her skin matches her clothes. A can't always wear shirts and skirts." It's

so hot in Southeast Asia. If you walk outside, you would like to wear only hot pants and a tube top. Only if you live in an indoor environment with air conditioning can you always wear shirts and mid-length skirts.

A was once surrounded by the police and kept wandering in the countryside and mountains. Her skin must be dark.

Zongye said, "Maybe it's makeup."

"The child is very close to her, and she even fed the child today. A wouldn't go to such an extent."

Zongye thought for a moment and said, "I see, next one."

The second suspect was the tutor.

Coincidentally, she entered the bathroom and touched up her makeup in front of the bright dressing mirror.

Jian Jing was going to take a plane today, so she was wearing no makeup, but she always had a cushion and lipstick in her bag just in case. She pretended to put on makeup, walked to the tutor, and scanned her whole body with her spare eyes.

All the cosmetics were famous brands, her nails were carefully trimmed, and she had a faint scent of perfume.

She happened to be removing her makeup, so Jian Jing carefully looked at her skin condition. The pores were very fine and the gloss was very good.

She pretended to casually adjust the mirror's lighting, and the soft light flashed on the other person's face, and the translucent bridge of the nose could be vaguely seen.

Prosthesis.

Jian Jing looked at her palms again, without a trace of copulation.

This image was too different from that of a drug dealer, and there was really no resemblance. But considering A's disguise skills, she decided to give it a try. As

soon as her fingers loosened, the lipstick rolled down the counter.

Jian Jing bent down to pick it up, but pretended to step on the spilled water stains, and her body tilted, and she leaned directly towards her.

The tutor didn't pay attention and was bumped into by her.

"Sorry." Jian Jing apologized quickly.

The teacher frowned, looking quite unhappy, but when she saw Jian Jing's appearance and dress clearly, her expression suddenly changed. People are always extra tolerant of people with the same status as themselves. She said with a cheerful face, "It's OK."

Jian Jing smiled at her, scribbled two strokes on her lips, and walked away.

"The teacher doesn't look like that either." She said to Zong Ye, "Her body has not been trained, she's just an ordinary person."

There is a wise saying in romance novels - the human body is definitely more honest than the mouth. The mouth can lie, but the body's conditioned reflexes cannot.

The body has been trained, and the muscle reflexes are always faster than the brain. But when she bumped into the other person just now, she felt soft flesh, and her body was not on guard at all.

Even if she looks calm on the surface, is it really possible to be completely defenseless in front of strangers?

Zongye agreed: "I understand. You have to be careful next time."

The nanny and the teacher are ordinary people, so it is not difficult to distinguish them. However, the female guards and female bodyguards have all been trained, and their physical conditions must be consistent with A's.

It may not be easy to tell whether they are dressed up as A.

Jian Jing said: "I know."

Needless to say, professionals are wary. She does not intend to get close, but observes from a distance.

The senior family is resting in the suite. The guards and bodyguards divide the work. Two guards are guarding the door of the suite, two are sitting on the sofa near the door and watching, and the rest are taking turns to eat and rest.

Jian Jing sat far away in the corner of the business district, using a telescope to zoom in.

Zongye disguised himself as a waiter and brought water and drinks over. Then, a new channel appeared in the headset.

It was mumbling, I don't know if it was Thai, Vietnamese, Burmese or Laotian.

Jian Jing: That's it.

Do you dare to speak English?

French is also fine.

However, even though she was complaining, she also knew that the conversation might contain important information, and she really didn't want to miss it, so she had to draw a card for help.

[Drawing cards]

[Drawing completed]

[Name: Prop card·Language pack (12h)]

[Description: Understand spoken and written expressions in all languages ​​within 12 hours, but cannot communicate or express content on your own]

[Note: The same species actually has communication barriers, humans are really amazing]

Jian Jing: System, you are not a human, so you can complain openly, right?

She complained in her heart and honestly chose to use it.

The bird language suddenly turned into human language.

"The airport curry is not spicy at all, it's unpalatable."

"You're the only one who likes to eat this kind of vomit."

"Damn it, say it again?"

"You all shut up, don't forget we are on a mission."

These four are military guards. The three who are talking are men, and they are familiar with each other. The remaining female guard is sitting at the neighboring table. She finished eating early and is holding up her mobile phone, using the reflection of the screen to paint her lips.

Jian Jing listened for a long time, but didn't think any of them looked like A. Instead, she began to doubt the professionalism of this group of people.

Especially the female guard with lipstick on, it is hard not to associate her with the country's royal scandal.

Well, not really.

On the other side, three professional bodyguards (the remaining one was on duty at the door) ate in silence and hardly talked.

Among them, the female bodyguard was about 1.7 meters tall, with short messy hair, no makeup, and a vigilant look. The two male bodyguards were over 1.9 meters tall, with shaved heads, their faces and necks were tanned brown, and their finger joints were thick. It was obvious that they had received rigorous training.

Looking at the two people on guard on the sofa, they were both guards. They were serious about their work. Although they were flipping through magazines in their hands, their eyes kept patrolling the area near the suite. If there was any movement in the distance, they would definitely take a few glances.

Jian Jing couldn't tell whether their vigilance was part of their job or a warning for their own safety.

The two people standing at the door of the suite, a female guard and a male bodyguard, were obviously unfamiliar with each other. Although they both stood with their hands behind their backs, guarding the door with due diligence, their eyes rarely exchanged.

She tried for a long time, but was rarely successful.

It was hard to tell.

"You've been looking over there for too long." Zong Ye's figure blocked her view. He bent down and brought a cup of coffee and a power bank. His posture and movements were exactly the same as those of a waiter, almost making people think that he used to be in this line of work.

Jian Jing retracted her gaze and said unwillingly: "No other clues?"

He smiled.

"Who do you suspect?" she asked.

Zongye pointed at the female guard who was applying lipstick covertly.

Jian Jing was greatly surprised: "Why?"

"I passed by them twice and she noticed me." Zongye said, "She observed me for a long time with the reflection of her mobile phone."

Jian Jing lightly gritted her teeth.

She didn't notice. She

obviously saw this action, but the other party did it so naturally that she didn't realize that she was looking at anyone.

"Then it was him." Zongye pointed at the male bodyguard standing at the door.

Jian Jing: "Why?"

Zongye picked up the paper towels she used to wipe the table, turned around and left naturally, and only the explanation came from the headset: "In security work, personnel cooperation is very important."

"Ah!" Jian Jing immediately understood what he meant.

For a guard mission like this, the partners must have a tacit understanding, otherwise it would be funny if one of them gave a wink to indicate "there is a problem" and the other treated it as a companion and had an eye cramp.

Judging from the procedure for entering the airport, this group of people are all professionals, so there is no reason to group the female guards and the male bodyguards in the same group.

They are obviously unfamiliar with each other.

But if the disordered assignment is to facilitate Action A, then the male bodyguard is not the only problem.

It could be the female guard, or it could be one of the two sentinels sitting separately.

Why is Zong Ye more suspicious of the male bodyguard?

She thought for a moment and asked, "Is it the position?"

His low chuckle came from the headset, as if a feather scratched, rustling and itchy.

Jian Jing knew she guessed right.

Positioning is very important.

There is no problem with the sofa position chosen by the two male guards. They can pay attention to the door of the suite and see the situation nearby.

However, the airport lounge is not enclosed. Many areas are separated by glass walls, and sofas are generally placed in the center of the area.

In other words, the two male guards more or less exposed their backs. They handed their blind spots to each other, which is why they needed to arrange for two people to keep watch together.

With A's caution and cunning, how could he trust others?

Therefore, the position of guarding with his back to the door of the suite and facing outside is more defensive and observant.

But this is not the answer yet.

Jian Jing propped up her head and pondered Zong Ye's reasoning: Why did he think it was a male bodyguard?

Was there something he noticed that she overlooked?

"You just said that you passed by twice." She asked, "What happened?"

At the bar, Zongye wiped the wine glass, his lips were almost motionless, but the voice was still clearly heard: "That woman stared at me for a while."

Jian Jing: "Suspect you?"

"I don't think so."

She was puzzled.

At this time, Zongye changed his appearance, and his appearance was only handsome and handsome, without the temperament of a male fox. Why did he think that someone was not suspicious just because someone looked at him a few more times?

It should be the opposite.

"Watch out." Zongye whispered, "Someone is going to pass by." Jian Jing

hurriedly looked over.

A waitress pushed a cart and slowly walked towards the door of the suite. She said fluently in English: "I'm a waitress in the VIP lounge. This is the lunch ordered by the guests."

The female guard lifted the cover of the dishes, checked them one by one, and confirmed that there were no dangerous items hidden. Then she said: "I'll just take it in."

The waitress showed obvious disappointment, but did not dare to say anything, and turned back.

Jian Jing asked: "Is this your man?"

"No, just a 'proactive' temporary colleague." He chuckled, "What do you think?"

Jian Jing had to admit: "It's indeed very suspicious."

The waitress probably was fooled by Zong Ye and wanted to take the opportunity to get close to the boss. The buttons of her collar were deliberately unbuttoned, revealing the full and round curves. When a

busty sister passed by, girls couldn't help but take a look, let alone men?

But the male bodyguard just glanced at the other party roughly and didn't pay any attention to him.

He was distracted.

Or maybe he was preoccupied with something more urgent and pressing, overpowering his masculine instincts.

"But maybe she likes men," she complained.

Zong Ye: "But when I passed by, women looked at me, but men didn't."

Jian Jing belatedly raised her head and glanced at him.

He bent down to cooperate and pretended to take the ice bucket.

She: I understand.

Well-reasoned and convincing.