Chapter 5489 Sister Nian: Open the window, I’m outside
Zhong Yiyi looked at the skylight covering the side of his face, and the clear ups and downs of the mountains that outlined the man’s handsome eyebrows. He was handsome and arrogant, and he swallowed back his words.
"You should pay attention to yourself. According to the frequency of you vomiting blood, the activity of microorganisms in your blood is getting more and more frequent. I still say the same thing. Before I find a medicine to restrain it, you'd better rest more and worry less to reduce the blood circulation in the body. Speed, otherwise it will be difficult for the gods to save you!”
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Qiao Nian said she went out to make a phone call, but she actually didn't go too far.
She reported the progress of the lawsuit to Ye Maoshan. She looked up and saw two people talking in the corridor. From the distance between her, she couldn't clearly hear what they were saying.
But she knew Zhong Yiliu, and from the irritability shown on Zhong Yiliu's face that he tried to control but showed that he was out of control, he was very excited and was talking to Ye Wangchuan.
On the other hand, Ye Wangchuan...
Qiao Nian was not sure of his reaction. He looked indifferent and occasionally replied to Zhong Yili with a sentence or two. Most of the time, it was difficult to detect his emotional changes from his eyebrows.
But unfortunately, Qiao Nian is one of the few people in the world who can detect his changes.
She could feel that he was hiding something from her, and as time passed, Qiao Nian's sixth sense became stronger and stronger.
Ji Lin, Zhong Yiyi...the two of them may be insiders.
When Qiao Nian was thinking about something, she unconsciously twirled her left thumb and leaned lightly against the wall. She did not go over immediately to give them enough time.
What on earth did Ye Wangchuan hide from her?
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She was thinking about this problem all the way back from the hospital, so much so that she was distracted and didn't hear Ye Wangchuan talk to her several times in the car.
When she arrived at the hotel, before she got out of the car, Qiao Nian received another call from Liang Feng, asking her to go over and help communicate with the FBI. They were deliberately making things difficult and didn't want to let her go.
Qiao Nian had no choice but to get out of the car first, picked up her bag, bent down and said to the man in the car, "I'm going to the FBI."
"Okay." Ye Wangchuan put one hand on the steering wheel and wore a black mechanical watch on his wrist exposed from the cuffs, showing his nobility in his casualness.
Qiao Nian had already closed the car door and walked out to take a taxi. She noticed something, opened the door and got into the car. Watching the black car drive into the parking lot, she suddenly took a picture of the driver's seat in front of her and said in a deep voice: "Drive back." "Huh?" The driver didn't know what was going on. He looked back in the rearview mirror and saw her dark eyes and cold aura. He subconsciously followed her instructions and drove the car back to the hotel entrance.
"Thanks."
Qiao Nian gave him the money, opened the door and got out of the car, walked briskly towards the hotel, took the elevator and went straight down to the underground garage.
'bite--'
The elevator opens.
When Qiao Nian went out, he opened his phone and pulled out the top number to dial.
She herself followed the rows of parking spaces along the road and listened to the sounds from all directions.
The hotel garage is big enough, but it can't accommodate many people. Any sound in an open space will be particularly clear.
Qiao Nian heard a bunch of bells and immediately followed them, walking toward the southeast with a clear goal.
After a few seconds.
Just before the call is hung up.
The other end picked up the phone.
The man said in a relaxed tone: "What's wrong? Did you forget to take something?"
Qiao Nian even heard his short chuckle coming from the receiver. It was relaxed and joyful, and there was no clue.
But her eyes were dark at the moment and she couldn't smile at all. She walked from behind the car and knocked on the driver's window with her fingers.
Holding a mobile phone in one hand, he said in a deep voice: "Open the window."