Crossing Worlds Provocation

When these words fell, the two people over there were slightly startled, one of them lowered his voice and said: "Sorry, it will take some time."

With that, they continued their work.

And Wen Xian stared at them casually. After dialing a phone, he walked to the sofa leisurely and sat down.

When the repairman saw her movement, Yu Guang seemed to look back from time to time.

Wen Xian made a call: "Hello?"

At this time, a man's voice came on the phone, he asked:

"Hello, this is 110, do you need help now?"

Wen Xian noticed that the people at the hallway looked over, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said with a chuckle: "Yes, your things have fallen to me. Come and get them at my house."

As soon as the words came out, the other end of the phone was stunned, and then reconfirmed:

"Miss, isn't it inconvenient for you now? Are there people around you?"

Wen Xian chuckled again, playing with her pretty nails, and said slowly:

"Yes, you still remember the address of my home, but it's been half a year since you came last time, Tomson first-class *****house, don't go wrong, I'll be waiting for you."

The phone said immediately: "Okay, miss, we will send the nearest comrade over now!"

After Wen Xian answered, she hung up the phone, but instead of putting down her phone, she continued to pretend to be on the phone.

After all, she was still on the phone, and the two of them were afraid to come up and do anything.

She did this to give the police some time.

Yes, after she recorded the evidence just now, she reported to the police directly. If she is looking for a property, what if the property is bought?

Therefore, she can only trust the police.

But now, when Wen Xian looked over again, he just hit a line of sight.

The other party was wearing a mask and his eyes were gloomy.

But the man quickly avoided his sight.

But how delicate the eyes between people are, it is easy to detect something wrong, and one of the maintenance workers clenched a screwdriver in his hand.

It's just that at this moment, Wen Xian turned over her bag while holding her mobile phone. His old line played a role, pretending to be on the phone:

"Huh? Sister Ling, I seem to have lost something, did it fall somewhere?"

As soon as he said this, the maintenance worker over there was shocked and looked busy, but his ears listened to every move here.

Wen Xian glanced at them, thinking about the thing he had guessed, and simply said directly:

"What else can it be? That's the USB flash drive. The file you gave me needs to be copied down. It's silver, not big. I haven't used it yet."

When she said this, she deliberately observed the two people.

Sure enough, when the two repairmen heard these words, their movements stopped unconsciously.

Obviously distracted.

Wen Xian: "..."

When she spoke again, she pretended to be helpless again: "What? Lost in the crew?"

I don't know what else said over there, she sighed:

"Forget it, if you lose it, you will lose it. Anyway, I haven't used it. There is no information about us in it. Just buy another one."

When these words came out, the two at the door: "..."

Wen Xian finally finished the phone call, she got up, and then walked to the hallway.

The two people at the door were inexplicably tight.

Wen Xian looked at them--