My dear President, Please make a detour

Qin Zijin blocked the door of the bathroom, then stood on a chair and climbed up shakily.

The window was completely opened, and Qin Zijin looked out. The height

If you jump, will you break your leg.

But the sound at the door became more and more intense. Qin Zijin bit his lips and dared not delay any longer.

She has been missing for such a long time. If you don't find Jian Qianyu soon, he will die in a hurry!

"Bang." a sound.

Qin Zijin held a big tree just outside and looked at a broken bird's nest that had just fallen.

"Hoo." Qin Zijin breathed out: "fortunately, I didn't fall."

Carefully sliding down the trunk, Qin Zijin's feet landed smoothly, and his face was full of excited expression.

Although I am not familiar with this place, the most important thing now is not to be found by others.

It was not easy for Yinmo to break open the door and push all the things blocking the door back. Only then did he have to enter the room.

"Qin Zijin." Yinmo Yin smiled: "don't hide, I see you, come out quickly."

The voice echoed throughout the room, but no one answered for a long time.

After a while, the expression on Yinmo's face changed, and his voice suddenly sank: "Qin Zijin! I say it again, come out!"

Still no response.

At this time, there was a panic in India's eyes.

He hurriedly searched the whole room and found every place where he could hide people, but——

No Qin Zijin!

"Damn it!" Indian Mo accidentally saw the open window in the bathroom and immediately understood: "dare to run away!"

People outside were still drunk, and India's crazy look suddenly calmed down.

If Yin Ming knew that the man he was hiding here ran away for his own reason.

According to Yin Ming's uncertain nature, he may not do anything to him.

"No way." Indian Mo's eyes surged with an unknown emotion: "this place can't stay any longer. I'm going."

Before he left, he had to find a perfect way out.

The brain is running rapidly. At last, the lips of India end up with a strange smile.

That afternoon, Yin Ming, who was processing documents in his office, suddenly received a call from the old house.

"Sir, the old house is on fire." it was the person he arranged there.

"What's the matter?" Yin Ming's voice was cold. "Make it clear."

"Qin, the room where Miss Qin lives, for some reason, suddenly caught fire... Now everything in the room has burned to ashes."

"What about the gatekeepers? Are you all dead?" Yin Ming asked sternly.

"Young master Yinmo, he invited us to drink today. We didn't expect that the degree of the wine was so high, so we accidentally got drunk..." after speaking out the reason timidly, sure enough, we heard a sneer over there.

"Good, you are really good." Yin Ming smiled angrily, "what about the end of India? Where is he now?"

"Master Yinmo is gone, too. When we went in, we only found two wreckage in the room. According to the jewelry on the wreckage, we can confirm that this is Miss Qin and master Yinmo."

"You mean they both died in the fire?"

"Yes..."

"I know. Clean up the traces there. I don't want anyone to know what happened today, so you should know what to do with those people in the old house." Yin Ming's tone was full of coldness.

"Yes, I'll deal with it now." the man's hands were shaking when he hung up the phone.

Fortunately, fortunately, he has been with Yin Ming for a long time, otherwise there will be his quota among the people being cleaned up this time

In the office.

Yin Ming looked at the documents in front of him and waved them aside impatiently.

"President, someone said he wanted to see you." suddenly, the door of the office was knocked, and the secretary came in to collect the report.

Yin Ming was upset and said coldly, "no!"

The Secretary nodded and turned to go out.

"Wait a minute, who said he wanted to see me?" Yin Ming suddenly asked.

"It's Miss Wen," said the secretary.

"Let her in."

Although the secretary was surprised that he would suddenly turn * * * degrees, his good cultivation as a secretary told him not to ask about some things.

A moment later, Wenya came in. After seeing his expression, he was stunned: "are you in a bad mood?"

Yin Ming smiled at the corners of his mouth, looking no different from the past.

So when she suddenly asked, her face was obviously surprised: "where can I see that I'm in a bad mood?"

He seemed to be smiling.

The gentle station was a little far away from him, as if he was afraid of him.

"Intuition." gentle don't look, don't dare to look at him.

Yin Ming really smiled, different from the false smile just now, but his eyes showed a smile.

"Come to me, miss me?" Yin Ming took the man directly into his arms and took him to his desk.

Wenya stretched out her hand and pushed him: "I have something to tell you. Can you let me go first?"

Yin Ming raised his eyebrows, put his hand into her clothes and lowered his head to block her lips.

Tell her by action whether she is willing to let go.

An ambiguous voice soon sounded in the office.

In Jane's family, when Jian Qianyu heard the latest news about Yin Ming, he suddenly stood up: "the old house of the Yin family is on fire?"

"Yes," said the man in charge of monitoring Yin Ming, "but I went there after the fire. There was nothing there. It seemed that it had been abandoned. There were no people."

"Since it's an old house, it can't be guarded unless those people have just been taken away."

Jian Qianyu calmly analyzed: "there is only one reason to take these people away. Let them shut up."

"You mean the lady is right there?"

Jian Qianyu nodded, took his coat and went out: "go there with me."

Not long after, Jian Qianyu took people to the old house of the Indian family.

"Search me carefully here!" Jane Qianyu said, "see if there is anything unusual."

"Yes."

After arranging the number of people, Jian Qianyu himself found it here.

Knowing that it was getting dark, everyone still got nothing.

Just after someone whispered that maybe the person was not here, Jian Qianyu was cold faced and asked them to continue looking.

The night was getting darker and darker. Jian Qianyu looked at the blackened mansion and vaguely felt a little gloomy.

Qin Zijin, who is not far from him, also has this feeling.

"It's so dark..." Qin Zijin carefully surrounded his arm, and he didn't dare to walk around any more.