beauty hunter

Chapter 587 The Bet With Song Tian (2 more)

Chapter 587 The Bet With Song Tian

Wen Yan smiled meaningfully: "Just now, he stalked me in another house. Now, he probably wants to follow me to have a look."

Xiao Su snorted coldly: "No matter what the ghost is, since it shows up, it will not be so easy to escape my surveillance!"

Wen Yan asked, "Can I see the result now?"

Xiao Su said without thinking: "Of course, Brother Wen will follow me."

Wen Yan followed into his room, and Xiaosu moved the corner bedside table away, buckled it on the floor, pulled out a ring, and pulled it up hard.

In Wen Yan's surprised eyes, the entire floor that was nearly one square meter was pulled away, revealing a vertical hole underneath.On the cave wall, there are ladders going down.

"It was dug for temporary use, Brother Wen, you can make it easy, two people can still fit." Xiaosu explained, and climbed down the ladder first.

"You're really 'temporary'." Wen Yan climbed down casually, and reached the bottom within less than three meters. When he got down from the ladder, he saw that the entire basement was less than five square meters, which was very narrow.

But the key point is a row of shelves standing against the wall, which are divided into four floors, and each floor has small monitoring monitors, each of which is only the size of a palm, but there are dozens of them.

Xiaosu continued to operate on the keyboard on one of the floors, and the screen next to it that was originally black immediately lit up.

Ever since he decided to buy a house, Wen Yan asked Xiaosu to install a surveillance camera in that house quietly, and the surveillance video left now is just for them to find out what happened to the "ghost".

After a while, almost all the display screens were lit up, showing all the rooms in the courtyard from different angles.

While asking the time, Xiaosu turned back the surveillance video, and quickly tuned to Wen Yan and He Zhongyi talking about housing prices, and asked where the face appeared, and then smirked at one of the display screens: "Look at that. "

On the display, a figure in a black tights is facing away from the camera, standing by the window, and deliberately pressing his face against the window glass.

"Look at the two next to it, they are left and right angles." Xiaosu said while adjusting.

Wen Yan looked at the two monitors next to him, one from the left and the other from the right, showing the person in profile, and he was taken aback: "Is it a woman?"

Xiaosu freezes all three screens, and then zooms in on the screen: "Look at the waist, hip ratio, and bust. Well, it should be a girl. Huh? This girl has big breasts!"

Wen Yan calmly said: "Don't make such a fuss, it's only 33c. It will be more shocking to wear push-up underwear, but if you really want to take it off, the shocking effect is actually very small. It is only suitable for appreciation when there is no better choice around."

Xiao Su looked at him in surprise: "Brother Wen, are you so knowledgeable about this?"

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses calmly: "It's just a hobby, but you should know that I have a position called 'Breast Appraisal Consultant' in Mie."

Xiaosu was so impressed: "Brother Wen, I really admire you! If you want to be martial, you want to be literary, and you are so smart, and you are rich. If I were a woman, I would definitely stalk you." I want to marry you!"

Wen Yanyan said: "Come on! If you want to marry me, you have to look at your innate conditions. Protruding breasts will definitely not be in my eyes, and in addition, you must meet my strict regulations in terms of personality, appearance, and figure."

Xiaosu was speechless and said: "Listen to this, it's as good as Miss World!"

Wen Yan shook his head and said, "There's no need to fight. I've watched the Miss World competition twice, and it's absolutely impossible for you to not be tricky! But if you want to be my Wen Yan's wife, there is absolutely no way out!"

Xiaosu smiled wryly and said, "Forget it, let's discuss the origin of this girl first, and I'll find out when she came in." Her fingers kept flicking on the keyboard, like a pianist playing the piano, concentrating on her operation stand up.

Not long after, his eyes lit up: "Yes! That girl came in after you entered the courtyard. Heh! This girl is fast enough! First scare you on the window, then leave through the back window, and run to the other side Open the door in the house... Damn it! Then I went out of the house and ran outside the courtyard to close the door! This girl is not bad, even the surveillance camera can't capture her still head in front of her. It's a bit hard to see her appearance, but she should be pretty. .”

Wen Yan stared intently at the constantly moving figure on the screen, frowning in silence.

The other party is a human and not a ghost, of course he already knew this, what surprised him was that the girl's skill gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it before somewhere.

Xiaosu looked at him: "Brother Wen, do you know her?"

Wen Yan pondered: "I don't know her, but maybe I know something about her. Forget it, was she the one who broke into our house just now?"

Xiao Su called out the relevant monitoring again, nodded and said, "It's her."

Wen Yan said in a deep voice: "Today she should attack He Zhongyi, remember to be prepared, I want to find out who she is in one fell swoop!"

Xiaosu said loudly: "Understood!"

……

Mohe Mingfeng, inside Songzhuang.

Song Tian stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, thinking silently.

There was a knock on the door.

Song Tian said lightly, "Come in."

The door opened, and Song He walked in. After closing the door, he said respectfully, "Master Zong, the medicine bath is ready."

Song Tian gave a "hmm" and suddenly asked, "How's the progress?"

Song He knew what he was asking, so he could only say: "Uncle Yun and Uncle Zhaorong have taken people to Yanjing, but there is still no definite news. I'm afraid we still need to investigate for a while."

Song Tian pondered for a moment: "Song He, what do you think of the decision to kill Wen Yan?"

Song He said without hesitation: "That kid dares to burn the library, he deserves death!"

Song Tian didn't say any more, turned around and walked towards the door.

Just as he opened the door, a person suddenly appeared outside and said in surprise, "The chief is going out? Someone is looking for you with a special contact number."

Song Tian saw that it was Song Zuo who came, and frowned, "Who?"

Song Zuo's face became strange: "It's Wen Yan."

Song He in the room was surprised and said, "Him? He still dares to take the initiative to contact you?"

Song Zuo explained: "I thought this might reveal his location, so I took it, Zong Zhang, do you want to take it?"

Song Tian said coldly: "Of course, I want to see how dare he call me!"

At the same time, Wen Yan, who was far away in Yanjing, was lying comfortably on the recliner set up in the courtyard, waiting for a response from there with his mobile phone.

"Hello?" Song Tian's voice came.

"Song Zongzhang, are you safe?" Wen Yan said with a smile.

"Except for internal injuries, everything else is normal." Song Tian said lightly.

"Judging from your voice, it seems that the injury is still not healed, and the spirit is a little lacking." Wen Yan said solemnly, "Old Song is so cruel that he is willing to beat his own son. own son."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Tian was obviously not interested in listening to his insinuation, "tell your main point in the next sentence, otherwise there is no need to say it."

"Hehe, okay, let's talk about a private transaction." Wen Yan resumed his normal tone, "The transaction is successful, and I will pretend that your treachery never happened."

"Deal?" Song Tian frowned.

"Answer me a question first, for a book, what is important is the content or the book itself?" Wen Yan suddenly changed the subject.

"It depends." Song Tian is obviously not that easy to fool, "There are many books whose content is more important than the book itself, but there are also many books whose content is more important than the content."

"Okay, what about the books in the library?" Wen Yan had no choice but to get straight to the point.

"Thousands of books in the library have been kept since more than 1000 years ago, and the most recent one was also more than 200 years ago. Do you think the content is more important than the book?" Song Tian asked.

"..." Wen Yan was almost at a loss for words, because obviously these historically significant books are antiques themselves, and of course they are very important.Fortunately, his mind turned quickly, and he continued casually: "Are there other versions of these books?"

Song Tian snorted coldly: "If there are other versions of my Song family's books, how could they be so precious? Besides, these books are all related books of various qigong sects from ancient times to the present. Is it an indiscriminate fake? How could anyone other than my family have reservations?"

Wen Yan's eyes lit up: "That is to say, the content of the book is unique?"

Song Tian calmly said: "At least it is impossible for someone to have them all."

Wen Yan said happily: "So, Song Zongchang admits that the content of the books in the library is more important than the book itself?"

Song Tian didn't understand his intentions for a while, so he said cautiously: "There is no point in going around in circles, just tell your intentions."

Wen Yan said slowly: "If I have a way to write out all the books in the entire library for you, can I discuss it and stop being held accountable for this matter?"

Song Tian said decisively: "This is impossible! No one in the world can write down thousands of books, and neither can you!"

Wen Yan thought to himself that it seems that you don't know your father's ability, so he said calmly: "Why don't we make a bet, if I can write it, how about we get back together? At most, I'll go over and apologize to everyone I'm sorry."

Song Tian couldn't help but sneered slightly: "Bet? If that's the case, then I'll make a bet with you. As long as you can provide proof that you can write all the contents of the book, I can represent the Song family and stop chasing and killing you. But if you have no way to prove it, then you are not allowed to dodge any more, and leave your life to my Song family!"

Wen Yan was overjoyed and said: "I agree to this condition! Hey! But I have a question, even if I can write it down, how will you verify it?"

Song Tian couldn't help hesitating for a moment.

Indeed, this is a problem.

Wen Yan said with a wry smile: "I suddenly feel a little regretful, I shouldn't have brought up this topic." Maybe the other party will give up betting with him.

Song Tian was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "You should understand why I would fight with you for such a pointless fight."

Wen Yan froze.

Suddenly, he understood.In fact, Song Tian didn't want him to die either, because he told Song Tian the formula of nourishing energy without hesitation.Because of this, when Song Tian thought his idea would help him, he immediately agreed.

A thought suddenly flashed, and Wen Yan blurted out: "Song Rong succeeded in attacking you, did you do it on purpose?"

The idea had flashed through his mind long ago, but never more clearly than now.With Song Tian's qigong cultivation, even his hundred-year-old father may not be stronger than him, but he was beaten by Song Rong's sneak attack and he couldn't even hunt him down. Of course, there are doubts.

Song Tian said casually: "There is no need to mention the past. I will immediately hold a family meeting to propose this bet, and wait for my news."