My iceberg smiled

Chapter 363
Their mission this time was just to steal the confidential document that Sheng's family kept in the safe. The boss only needed that kind of thing.

It's just that when he left, he was still alarmed.

The other party came very quickly and there were too many people. Anan brought Guoguo and they couldn't do anything with them, and in the end Guoguo was injured.

In desperation, Anan and the others could only evacuate first.

The only regret is that the old butler was not knocked out and taken away.

Anan still has a lot of things he wants to ask the old housekeeper, what does this cinnabar plum pattern represent?Why is the other party so surprised?

Between finding out the secret and protecting the children, he will inevitably choose the latter.

The lives of children are greater than the sky, even if this opportunity is missed, the children's lives cannot be risked.

So Anan came back with the injured Guoguo, but he still kept that incident in his heart.

It is enough for him to know these secrets alone.

In case there is any great danger brought about by this secret, the more people who know it, the more disadvantageous it will be.

He did not want other children to be involved in this danger.

Although there were bumps and bumps in this trip, it was not fruitless anyway, at least let Anan know that there are still people in Longjing who know the secret of the pattern.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Anan will not give up the investigation.

He always felt that everything he saw was just the tip of the iceberg, and what was really hidden under the sea would be a huge conspiracy beyond his imagination.

A week later.

Someone sent a bottle of ointment to the "Death" team, and the man who delivered the medicine was a man who looked a little bit cowardly.

That's right, that person is Ma Congliang.

"What is this?" Anan looked suspiciously at the somewhat old-fashioned man in front of him, and didn't immediately pick up what was in his hand.

"Scar cream, you... don't ask me where it came from, and don't ask me who asked me to deliver it. In short, the person who asked me to deliver the medicine did not have any malice towards you, so you go ahead, otherwise I can't go back to work."

Ma Congliang didn't dare to meet Anan's eyes at all, but he felt his legs go limp after a slight collision.

Anan is very defensive, and his aura is so strong that it is easy to make people feel intimidated.

"Is the person who asked you to deliver the medicine also someone from the base?" Anan continued to ask.

"Yeah, don't ask any more questions. If you ask me again, you'll be slipping your tongue. You'll be scolded when you go back! Little brother, I really don't have time to talk to you, you...you take it!"

Ma Congliang couldn't bear to continue standing in front of Anan, so he stuffed the medicine into the opponent's arms, immediately rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and slipped away quickly.

Anan: "..."

"Brother Anang, who is so kind? And...how did that person know that we have wounded here? It was already late when I took Guoguo to the medical room, and there was no one around." Douzi asked suspiciously.

Anan didn't say a word, but he thought of the gaze projected in the darkness when he left the medical room with Guoguo on his back that day.

Could it be... that person...

I can't say what it feels like, but Anan doesn't seem to dislike this guy who was spying on their group.

So the ointment sent by the other party, he checked and found out that there was no problem, so he used it for Guoguo.

After the wound on Guoguo's forehead healed, it did leave a scar, which was difficult to remove.

Guoguo himself didn't care about the small scar, but Anan did. He was thinking about how to treat Guoguo's scar, when the ointment came down like timely rain.

And the effect...is surprisingly good.

(End of this chapter)