Career Challenge: What Do You Mean by Wearing a Hood?

Chapter 87 One or two, is there a difference?

"sorry for disturbance."

"This is my ID. We are catching a wanted criminal."

"Did any stranger come to your house recently?"

Members of the guard stood at the door.

While speaking with a smile on his face, he took out his personal ID and showed the hostess a look.

"Strangers? No...no!"

The hostess subconsciously thought of Huang Mao, and quickly shook her head.

The two members of the guard took a look inside her house and found nothing unusual.

Now also nodded.

"Okay then, this is the portrait of the wanted man."

"If you find a suspicious person, remember to notify us as soon as possible!"

"excuse me."

A team member took out the wanted warrant with Zhao Ming's portrait and handed it to the hostess.

Only then turned around and walked upstairs to continue the investigation.

Seeing that this was just a false alarm, the hostess hurried to the balcony after closing the door.

Came to the secret door again.

But when she was about to let Huang Mao out, someone knocked on the door again!

The hostess frowned, and a look of impatience appeared on her face.

But at the moment, he can only open the door again.

"I told you all! There are no strangers in my family!"

"Is it over yet?"

The hostess thought she was still a member of the guards, and spoke in an impatient tone.

When the voice fell, the door was slammed open.

however.

This time it was her husband who stood at the door.

"Why did you come back?"

"Didn't you go out and buy me a bag? Where's the bag?"

The hostess saw that the man had nothing in his hand.

His face was full of anger at the moment, and his eyes were wide open.

The tone of impatience in the words became stronger.

"I forgot to bring my credit card!"

"Don't worry, I'll buy it for you as soon as I get the credit card."

The man opened his mouth apologetically, and hurried into the guest bedroom to get his credit card.

Because women often quarreled with him, he rarely slept in the master bedroom.

Basically, for a month, most of the time is spent in the second bedroom.

So much so that his cards and clothes are placed in the closet of the guest bedroom.

The man walks into the guest bedroom, opens the closet, and takes the credit card out of the box.

Just about to close the closet door, when he turned to leave, he found that there was a set of clothes missing in his closet.

Since wages are paid every month, most of the money goes to the hostess.

He didn't have much money to buy clothes at all, so there were only five or six pieces in his wardrobe.

You can see at a glance whether there is less or less.

"Honey! Did you wash my blue shirt?"

present.

The man blinked, a terrified look on his face.

only.

In order to verify the conjecture in my heart.

The man hurriedly opened his mouth and asked the woman.

"I'll wash you? You haven't woken up yet, have you?"

in the living room.

The woman folded her arms around her chest and spoke angrily.

Perhaps because of the previous quarrel, the woman looked confident.

So much so that when he heard this, the first thing the man thought of was not that his wife hid someone at home.

It was the arrest warrant he just saw downstairs.

After realizing that the house is likely to be sneaked in.

He hurried to the living room.

"My wife... I suspect that there are other people hiding in the house!"

The man lowered his voice, showing a suspicious look.

Afraid of being heard by others in the house.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the woman jumped up from the sofa as if her butt was burned by fire.

"Okay you!"

"For a long time, you still suspect that I am hiding someone at home, don't you?"

"I think you really don't want to! I want to divorce you, go now!"

The woman opened her mouth hysterically.

While talking, he pulled the man to go out.

That look.

It also seems to be full of confidence.

"Listen to my explanation!"

"My clothes are missing. Someone must have come in and stolen them from me."

"That person must be at home!"

The man was sweating profusely, and explained quickly.

It was as if he was being manipulated to death by a woman.

It's just that a woman with a guilty conscience, how can she listen to this?

"You don't come here! I've been at home all the time. Would I not know if anyone else came in?"

"Aren't you just looking for an excuse?"

"Okay! I'll let you look for it. If you can't find a third person in this room today, I'll never end with you!"

The woman spoke sternly.

She knew that at this moment, the more she backed down, the more guilty she would appear.

Therefore, it is necessary to be very staunch, only in this way can we turn the customer into the main.

This method, she tried repeatedly.

But today's situation is different from before, because the host's clothes are indeed missing!
With this basis, men are more convinced that there are other people at home.

Regardless of the woman's feelings, he began to search the house.

From the closet to the bottom of the bed, he never let go of almost every place where people could hide.

The woman saw that her husband made a real move, although she still looked angry on the surface.

But the heart is extremely disturbed.

Secretly pray that men will never go to the balcony, let alone open the secret door behind the washing machine.

And those who were praying with her were Huang Mao and Zhao Ming who were hiding in the secret door together!

Huang Mao scolded Zhao Ming thousands of times in his heart!

I thought that stealing other people's wives was not enough, but also stealing people's clothes.

There is no pattern at all, thanks to myself just now treating him as a fellow.

It's really ashamed to be in the company of such a person!
Zhao Ming didn't expect that he just took a piece of clothing secretly and was discovered so quickly.

Sometimes, the more he is unwilling to expect something to happen, the more often he will arrive as scheduled.

When everyone silently prayed that the man would not come to the balcony.

He was already walking towards the balcony.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zhao Ming and Huang Mao slowly held their breath.

Neither of them dared to take a breath.

The mood at this moment is the same as the character in the horror game when hiding in the cabinet in order to avoid ghosts.

Even more exciting than that, this is 5D reality after all!

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Through the gap in the shutter of the secret door, Zhao Ming could clearly only see a pair of slippers approaching slowly.

Finally stop in front of the secret door.

The shoes stayed there for a few seconds, then turned around.

Zhao Ming and Huang Mao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly!
The direction of the slippers suddenly changed direction.

Approaching at breakneck speed.

Huang Mao was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and his face was pale with fright!

Whoa!

The secret door was yanked open by the man.

In the pitch-black space, the sunlight that suddenly filled it was a bit dazzling!

The three men, with six eyes, remained silent tacitly for a while.

"So, are you cheap or not?"

"I have to find myself uncomfortable, now it's all right, see?"

In the living room, there was a woman's indifferent voice.

With her slender waist twisted, she walked to the balcony, leaning halfway against the door frame, with a confident look on her face.

But when she saw Zhao Ming, her eyes were full of doubts.

"Who is he?"

The woman had never seen Zhao Ming, and she didn't know how Zhao Ming came in.

She clearly remembered that only she and Huang Mao were right in this family.

Why did another person appear out of nowhere?
"Are you asking me? Hehe! It should be me asking you!"

"who are they?"

The man only felt his blood surge, almost losing his mind.

He never expected that he would work hard outside.

My wife actually messed around at home, and she played so profusely that she fucked two at once!

This is a hard party at his house!
"Listen to me, I really don't know who he is?"

"I only hid one!"

The woman hurriedly explained, completely panicked.

"One or two, does it make a difference?"

The man wanted to cry but had no tears, but when the incident came to an end, his wife was still struggling with such details with him.

No matter how many, it does not prevent him from wearing a cuckold.

The only difference is the height of the green hat.

(End of this chapter)