Doting his wife excessively, the CEO's husband is too fierce

Chapter 442
Song Ziai stood there with a solemn expression and thought for a long time, then walked to the bedroom and glanced around, the whole bedroom was very simple, except for the wardrobe and the bed, there was only a desk left, and there was nothing abnormal in the whole room at a glance.

She went to the bathroom again, and the inside was as simple as a convenience hotel. Song Ziai searched it briefly, and there was nothing unusual.

She was sitting on the toilet, rubbing her hair irritably, and suddenly remembered Lao Wang, and quickly called him.

Lao Wang didn't sleep until morning again, he was in a daze, and he was cursing who called him so early.

"If I, Song Ziai, are Wang Bazi, who are you? Wang Bagai's master, Lao Wang Bagai?" Song Ziai rolled his eyes and retorted, Lao Wang instantly woke up.

Muttering something about Song Ziai's disrespect for his teacher, he asked, "It's so early in the morning, why are you calling?"

Song Ziai looked at his watch, twitched the corner of his mouth, and told the time silently: "It's 52:[-] p.m. Beijing time. If it's the northern hemisphere, it's really early morning..."

"Okay, my aunt, what's the matter with you? I just squinted for a while, and you called..."

Song Ziai thought about his words, and said, "I seem to have encountered a commercial spy..."

The sneaky look of that woman just now was obviously looking for something, and the possibility that Song Ziai could associate with it might be commercial espionage.

Old Wang's voice was obviously a little more sober, and he asked, "What case did you take to harm me? Let me tell you, I've been busy recently, and you have to wait until you can help me. Wouldn't it be faster for you to find a detective for this kind of thing?"

Song Ziai had no choice but to interrupt Lao Wang's words, and told Lao Wang everything in the office before, Lao Wang hesitated a few times, and said, "It sounds quite similar to what you said."

Song Ziai snorted: "What do you mean looks like? There must be something wrong with that woman, you said she looks so sneaky, she must have put something in this room."

"A bug or a recording pen?" Old Wang pondered for a while.

Song Ziai sat on the toilet, and said a little discouraged: "The things I got at school with you before, where I can find them, under the bed, in the wardrobe, in the pen holder and in the drawer of the computer desk, there are no good things in any place, you Tell me, is there anything I missed?"

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "Turn on the video mode, and show me the layout of the whole room."

Song Ziai was amused when he heard it, and Lao Wang was like an all-rounder. Song Ziai, who has a lot of knowledge, thought he was a Baidu generalist. Hearing what the other party said, he must be somewhat sure.

But Song Ziai turned on the video and walked around the room three times. Not only did Lao Wang not find anything, but he kept yelling about Qiao Yi, a capitalist. The lounge in the office area alone is three or four times larger than his staff dormitory. .

"Let me tell you, did you find out? You are like this, which makes me doubt your professional level..." Song Ziai sat on the sofa angrily, his hands were already sore, this guy, he couldn't say anything. It's crap.

Old Wang wiped his noodle-eating mouth, leaned on the sofa, glanced casually at the side of the video, and said, "See if there are any footprints on the window sill."

Lao Wang didn’t use interrogative sentences, which made Song Ziai stunned for a moment, and walked over half-believingly. The window sill was a bit high, and Song Ziai stood on tiptoe to look up.

She rolled her eyes and wanted to say that Lao Wang had miscalculated this time. Lao Wang said first: "That's right, this office is cleaner than the floor of my house. Why is there dust leaving footprints? But you can step on it and have a look. On the left, where you can touch the curtain above.

Song Ziai doubtfully fixed the phone on a table where she could see her, and then asked suspiciously, "You mean the thing is inside the curtain?"

Old Wang snorted, looking very disdainful, obviously Song Ziai's answer was wrong.

Song Ziai cut it, like a proud old Wang, then wanted to step on it and found it was a bit difficult, glanced around, and moved the chair by the table over.

When she just touched the surface of the chair, her eyes sank suddenly, then she took the phone over and said, "Even if it's not on the curtain, it must be on a high place."

Watching the video, Lao Wang showed two sunken nail-thick circles, and snorted coldly.

That imprint is exactly the imprint left by the high-heeled shoes on it, because the woman did not walk for a long time, although it is very shallow, but because of the stiletto heels, the pressure is great, and the imprint left on the leather sofa has not disappeared. .

Song Ziai moved to the window sill, climbed up with great effort, and found nothing strange after tinkering with the curtains for a long time, so she couldn't help saying suspiciously, "Are you sure? I'm struggling..."

"Idiot! Who would install wiretapping devices on the furniture that you mess with every day? You won't be afraid that you will tear the curtains down one day!" Lao Wang yelled.

Song Ziai suddenly became angry. You knew it was not, but if you didn't tell me, it made me touch it for so long!Very tired!

Lao Wang gestured to the central air conditioner on the left wall with his eyes, and said: "The woman you described, with her height and hand length, may be able to reach the first vent. Open it and have a look."

Song Ziai was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up: "My God, I actually thought of this place. Aren't you afraid that too much air-conditioning will blow things up?"

Lao Wang was very speechless while holding his forehead, probably thinking why Song Ziai was so stupid. This person must be very familiar with Qiao Yi's work and rest, and placed in the lounge. Although the effect of eavesdropping would be reduced, Qiao Yi would not stay in the lounge often. But because of this, it will not be easily discovered, and there is a sofa outside the lounge, where people usually come to talk about things, and the location is also very good.

Song Ziai fiddled with it a few times, but it turned out that the outermost part was very loose. It was obvious that someone had tampered with it. Song Ziai tiptoed to look inside, and wanted to ask Old Wang how he came up with this place.

Suddenly I heard someone's cold voice at the door: "Song Ziai, what are you doing?"

The voice was loud and anxious, Song Ziai was so frightened that his feet slipped and he fell down.

When Qiao Yi appeared, he first looked at the office, but found no one, and nothing on the desk had been touched. The computer game display was half played, and he was about to ask his secretary, Song Ziai, if he had gone out in doubt. there's noise.

I ran in and saw that Song Ziai was standing on tiptoe on the window sill, and wanted to reach out to the exhaust port of the central air conditioner, which frightened Qiao Yi. Why is Song Ziai so uneasy?

With a 'bang', Song Ziai felt a thick chest under her body, and a muffled hum came from her ear.

"Master, young mistress, are you okay?" Ken rushed over to ask about the situation.

The secretary also rushed in anxiously, looking nervously at the two people sleeping on the ground.

Qiao Yi wrapped his arms around Song Ziai tightly, his heart was pounding, and when he landed, he immediately got up and pulled the woman in his arms away, and shouted at Song Ziai with a serious face: "What were you doing just now? Let you rest well, How can you do such a dangerous thing after leaving for a while? Do you know what to do if you fall, or if the window sill is not strong?"

Ken has never seen his young master lose such a temper. Ever since he was a child, Qiao Yi has always shown the image of a humble and noble son in the hearts of everyone in Yanjing. When did he lose his composure?He swallowed, his eyes widened and he took a step back unconsciously.

The secretary had never seen his own president get so angry that he almost fainted from fright.

Song Ziai was a little angry at first, and she was about to find out the answer, but she was yelled at by Qiao Yi and left without saying anything, and now she is still being scolded like this, staring at Qiao Yi, angrily like an angry child.

After Qiao Yi checked that Song Ziai was not injured, he realized that he had lost his temper involuntarily just now, sighed, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry... I just... shouldn't be angry with you, I was just too scared. "

Afraid of losing you accidentally.

Song Ziai wanted to cry before being wronged by Qiao Yi, but when the other party spoke in such a soft voice, her nose felt a little sore, and her eyes turned rosy. Qiao Yi blamed herself for touching her face, and said sorry guiltily.

"You little bastard! My apprentice worked so hard to find cockroaches for you, but you still scolded her, you, you, you... Give me your address and name, Lao Wang, I won't beat you up!"

As soon as the atmosphere calmed down, Lao Wang's roar came from the other side of the table. Song Ziai remembered that the video was still on, and Lao Wang must have seen everything just now.

She hurriedly got up, pushed Qiao Yi away, and said to Lao Wang that the matter should be settled by herself, and she would invite him to dinner when she returned to school next time, and hung up the call with a 'snap'.

"Cockroach? What cockroach?" After Qiao Yi calmed down, he also felt that something was wrong. Why did Song Ziai climb so high? He looked at the fan of the air conditioner that Song Ziai had dropped, his eyes froze.

Song Ziai pointed to it and said, "Before a woman sneaked in from your office, Lao Wang said there was something in it."

As soon as Ken heard that the matter was not simple, he immediately looked at the secretary and said solemnly: "There is an outsider in the office, why are you on duty?"

The secretary trembled and wanted to explain at a loss. Song Ziai looked at Ken and said, "You don't have to blame her. When that woman came, she happened to go downstairs to get something. The other party must have come in while she was leaving. .”

Song Ziai's explanation made the secretary cast a grateful look, and Song Ziai smiled embarrassedly, saying that she was also a burden to the other party, if she didn't insist on coming over, she wouldn't have to be burdened with leaving her post without authorization.

Qiao Yi pondered for a while, looked at Ken and said, "Go up and have a look."

Ken nodded, stepped on the chair and stool and stood on the window sill easily. He was much taller than Song Ziai. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the light. After a few glances, his eyes turned cold, and he reached out and took out something.

After Qiao Yi touched the bug in Ken's hand, his whole body became menacing: "Get that woman out!"

(End of this chapter)