Chapter 578
The flying magic carpet is a magic weapon that a wizard paid tribute to Prince John.

On Lisa's birthday last year, Prince John gave her the magic carpet.

"Why did you suddenly disappear?"

Prince John stood up abruptly.

Lisa cried pear blossoms with rain: "I used up the magic carpet yesterday and just put it on the sofa. Who knew that when I woke up today, it disappeared."

Quan Jiu took a look at Lisa's clumsy acting, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

No need to guess, the magic carpet must be in her room.

Prince John was furious and comforted his "sad and distressed" daughter:

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to search right away."

After a while, the search team found the flying magic carpet in Quan Jiu's room.

The people present were all good people, and they tacitly kept silent, watching John and his daughter singing together.

"Sihir, what else do you have to say?"

"I didn't go back to the room at all last night, and Lu Zhiyao can testify." Quan Jiu remained indifferent the whole time, "It's really not possible, just adjust the monitoring."

Prince John did not expect that a three-year-old child who was wronged in public could still list the evidence in a clear and orderly manner. He was surprised for a moment, and immediately looked at Chris.

Chris nodded and sent someone to adjust the surveillance.

Sure enough, the surveillance did not capture Quan Jiu returning to his room.

At this moment, Prince John suddenly pointed to the spiral staircase outside the balcony.

"She can still come back this way."

The spiral staircase leads from the first floor to the top floor, passing by the balcony of Quan Jiu's room on the second floor.

The captain of the guard team looked embarrassed: "There is no monitoring here."

He walked over to check, but unexpectedly found a few shoe prints printed on the spiral staircase, which at first glance was a child's shoe size.

Quan Jiu: "..."

It was really painstaking to frame her.

Prince John's method is not very clever, as long as he checks the surveillance outside the corridor of Lu Zhiyao's room to prove that she never came out after entering the room last night.

After she made the request, Chris suddenly gave her a complicated look.

After a long time, the man nodded.

……

"Patriarch, the surveillance video at the door of Master Zhiyao's room is broken."

The captain of the guard glanced anxiously at Chris' face.

Quan Jiu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, how could there be such a coincidence?

She glanced at Prince John, only to find that the man was also stunned for a moment when he heard the news.

When humans hear the news, their subconscious micro-expressions will not be fake. Prince John was really surprised by the fact that the surveillance video was broken.

Quan Jiu lowered his eyes, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Chief Chris, if you ask me, you don't need to watch the surveillance video anymore. The shoe prints are already the strongest proof."

Prince John did not expect to have a surprise, and spoke with confidence.

Quan Jiu frowned, and just about to speak, he looked up and met Chris's indifferent eyes.

What she wanted to say got stuck in her throat.

The man was not wearing fancy clothes, but only a well-crafted white shirt. He still had the same face, but he looked at her with unprecedented indifference and sternness.

"Hill, what else do you want to say?"

Displeasure flashed between Quan Jiu's brows, and just as he was about to refute, a light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Her thin lips parted slightly, and she looked at Chris in shock after knowing it, as if she understood something.

John already has a lot of power in the blood clan, but even he can't guarantee that all the surveillance videos will be destroyed in such a short period of time...

Those who can do this must have power over Prince John.

Quan Jiu clenched his fingers, raised his neck and looked at Chris.

With his height of 1.8 meters [-], she could only look up with difficulty.

"I won't admit what I haven't done."

Chris stared at the little milk dumpling in front of him with a complicated expression, but his words were heartless.

"But they have physical evidence, you don't."

Quan Jiupin pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Prince John was overjoyed, and said, "I don't care about the bomb, but the theft..."

"It's impossible for her to steal!" Lu Zhiyao's tone was firm, and he didn't even think about standing in front of Quan Jiu, "Sill was with me last night, how could she have time to steal?"

Prince John smiled softly and harmlessly:

"Zhiyao, if I remember correctly, you didn't return to your room until dawn in the morning? The night is so long, who can guarantee that she won't be able to swallow this breath and break into Lisa's room in the middle of the night to steal?"

Lu Zhiyao's face flushed with anger, but he couldn't find a strong reason to refute him.

Quan Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to John at all, she stood in front of Chris, keeping looking up.

"why?"

There are actually many loopholes in John's rhetoric, and she can see it. She doesn't believe Chris as the patriarch, but she can't see it.

Chris looked at her clear and clean lake green eyes, and for a moment felt that his "evil deeds" had been seen through by the three-year-old in front of him.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were too bright and clean that he dared not look directly at her.

Chris avoided her probing eyes: "Sill, if you do something wrong, you will be punished."

Quan Jiu answered irrelevant questions, looking at his tall figure:

"Chris, I hate being wronged."

Chris pursed his thin lips into a straight line, but didn't look back at her.

Quan Jiu lowered his furry head and repeated slowly in a low voice:
"It's really annoying."

Especially those who treat her well first and then cheat her.

Not even for reasons.

Obviously there are other ways to treat her well, but he chose the worst one.

She doesn't need to be self righteous for her own good.

Chris's red eyes flashed with fluctuations.

There was something precious floating in the air, and he seemed to be able to hold it as soon as he stretched out his hand, but when he raised his hand, his arm finally fell powerlessly.

Just this one time, he promises.

Prince John smiled triumphantly, intending to take the opportunity to abduct this little girl of unknown bloodline and study it carefully:

"Chief Chris, you want me to say..."

With his hands behind his back, Chris interrupted him indifferently:
"The blood race does not keep people with bad conduct, Hill, pack your bags and leave this afternoon."

The smile on Prince John's face froze, which was completely different from what he had expected. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted coldly by Chris.

"That's the end of this matter, I don't want to hear any more controversy about this matter."

……

Quan Jiu packed his luggage.

Lu Zhiyao went to Chris to intercede, but he didn't know what happened, and he couldn't come back now.

The butler appeared at the right time: "Miss Hill, the patriarch asked me to see you off."

Quan Jiu handed the vine necklace to the butler:

"No, give this back to him for me."

She didn't have much luggage, only her mobile phone, charger and a few changes of clothes.

Chris hadn't treated her badly before, and she still had a lot of money in her account balance.

Quan Jiu carried a little yellow duck backpack that was bigger than her, and walked towards the gate alone.

She doesn't have a single friend in the blood clan, and because of Chris's order, the maid who took care of her since she was a child dare not come to see her off.

The estate is vast and endless.

She was walking in it with a thin and thin back, looking inexplicably miserable and pitiful.

The butler respectfully presented the necklace to Chris:

"Sir, Miss Hill refused your driver and asked me to return this to you."

(End of this chapter)

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