Chapter 183 How Do You Know

Xiao Qi was about to put Xia Zixi's file into her backpack, when she thought about it, she stopped suddenly.

"It's safer to put it in your bag, don't you think?"

Ling Xuyang looked at him with no trust, probably because he thought she was sent by Xu Tingce.

But for Xia Zixi, he believed very much.

Xia Zixi thought for a moment, then nodded.

She put the file into Xia Zixi's satchel, and after restoring everything to its original position, she walked over to Xia Zixi and sat down again.

"How do you know? You can't even see it." Xiao Qi couldn't help being curious.

She has seen too many people who are not vigilant and observant. Even if they walk or arrange things in front of them, they may not remember clearly what happened.

"I've been here a total of twelve times. Every time Ling Xuyang went to get or put my files, he had to walk twelve to fifteen steps. Therefore, it is impossible for my files to be in the cabinet behind you."

For her at the time, this consulting room was the only place where she could escape from hell for a short time, so every time she came, she would feel everything in her ears very seriously.

But I didn't expect that those feelings recorded by myself would come in handy in this way.

"He will make a sound when he opens the cabinet door, and he will also make a sound when he takes the file. The top row should be used to store files that are not frequently used, and the bottom row is the same. If I file is in the bottom row, then I should hear the sound of crouching every time."

Xiao Qi listened to Xia Zixi's words without blinking, and a bit of admiration gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Every time he took my file, there was always a sound from the clothes rubbing against each other, but not too much. This sound should come from the clothes on his forearm rubbing against his side when he raised his hand."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi immediately went to the cabinet and tried it according to Xia Zixi's words.

Sure enough, as she said, the sound of clothes rubbing when raising your hand is different from not raising your hand.

"Then how do you know it's on the sides, not the middle?"

"The sound of plastic colliding with metal is still very easy to distinguish from the sound of metal colliding with plastic."

Xiao Qi looked at Xia Zixi again with her eyes, and lamented how meticulously she perceives the things around her.

It's a pity not to be a spy or something.

"Zi Xi, do you feel that your sensitivity to sound is far more than ordinary people?" Xiao Qi asked with a sigh.

"Maybe."

"This is too cool!" Xiao Qi clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it into the palm of his left hand.

Xia Zixi smiled noncommittally.

For her, being too sensitive to the sounds around her is sometimes not a good thing.

"If Xiaoyun hadn't told me the layout of this consulting room, and you had helped me find it, I wouldn't have been able to do it by myself."

There was a soft sound of the door lock behind him, and Xiao Qi immediately got up with a whoosh, returning to his cold and chest-stretching appearance.

"There are only some small restaurants downstairs. I ordered wontons. This is the fastest." Ling Xuyang pushed open the door, and walked to the table with a lunch box in his hand.

"Thank you, Xu Yang." Xia Zixi showed a warm smile on his face.

She looks pure and lovely, but when she smiles, she looks even more innocent.

Xiao Qi glanced at Ling Xuyang looking at Xia Zixi's dazed appearance, and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Xiao Qi, can you go out and wait for me?" Xia Zixi sat without moving, her voice pretending to be indifferent, without the intimacy and tenderness of the conversation with her just now.

(End of this chapter)

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