Xing Jue fell asleep in a daze last night, and Chu Zheng was no longer upstairs when he got up.

Xing Jue changed his clothes and went downstairs, and at a glance he saw the paper man standing at the door.

It seems... a bit different?

Xing Jue took a closer look and confirmed that it was different from the one last night.

Xing Jue didn't see Chu Zheng, he walked up to the paper barren and looked carefully.

A note was found behind the paper man-out of print, not for sale, no touch.

"..."

Out of print?

Is this thing out of print?

What about that one last night?

How did it get up?

Xing Jue was full of doubts in his mind, did not dare to move, and went back inside.

For the rest of the light, there is a passage leading down.

Xing Jue hesitated and went down the steps.

The light below is dim, full of bookshelves, densely packed with books.

There is a table in the middle with a mess of books.

A small figure fell asleep on the table, holding a book in his hand.

"Star Bridge?"

Xing Jue yelled twice, and Xingqiao slept deeply and did not wake up.

Xing Jue carried him up.

As soon as he went up, Chuzheng came in from outside carrying things, and saw him coming up from below, but didn't say anything.

"Why are you holding him up?"

Xing Jue replied truthfully: "He fell asleep, and it was a bit cold below. I was worried that he would catch a cold."

Chu Zheng: "You care about him."

Xing Jue asked seriously: "Um... isn't he my nephew? Shouldn't I care about him?"

Xing Jue finally quickly added: "Of course I am most concerned about the baby."

Chu Zheng: "..."

You said so, what can I say.

Chu Zheng asked Xing Jue to send people to the next door.

When he came back, he found that the paper-pierced man at the door ran behind the counter, with his hands on the counter, looking at the door with a smile, like a shop assistant waiting for customers to come.

Xing Jue couldn't help shivering: "Baby, this paper man, isn't it the one from last night?"

"Ok."

Xing Jue swallowed and pointed to the counter: "...It wasn't there just now."

"Well, I ran over by myself." These two guys may be ADHD, and they feel sick if they don't move for a while.

"From... myself?" This is a paper man, how can I run?

"Well, you can just treat it as an unknown creature." Chu Zheng said in a calm tone: "It's really impossible to be a pet."

"..."

Sorry, there is no such pet.

Xing Jue tried his best to ignore the strange ‘pet’ and sat next to Chuzheng: “Baby, are the many books below all yours?”

"Right."

"What books does Xingqiao need to read?"

Chu Zheng shook his head and said slowly, "I want to recite."

Xing Jue: "..."

Xing Jue didn't look at how many books there were just now, but just the glance he scanned...there are definitely many books below.

"All?"

"Ok."

"..." At a young age, it was so hard.

Xing Jue was probably afraid that Chuzheng would ask him to endorse, so he went to work after breakfast.

Chuzheng slowly processed the recent backlog of orders, and went to look at the unknown creature trapped by the silver sand.

Chuzheng had already released it and locked it in a room,

The spirit value fluctuations on this thing are messy...In addition to rampage, it's rampage.

If you talk to it, it doesn't understand it, and you know it hits the wall.

This is like a fool.

Liu Zhong also agreed with Chu Zheng's ideas.

Less IQ than the unknown creature of F grade.

But the spiritual value of this thing is really high...

Chuzheng didn't understand this stuff, so she handed in Ye Yueli to study, she first wandered to the next door to see the third brother.

Where did the third brother look like yesterday, his whole body was hurt and embarrassed.

He shrank in the corner, shaking badly.

Seeing someone outside, he immediately got up, tapped the glass and screamed: "Let me out, let me out!!"

Chu Zheng raised his index finger and placed it to his lips to signal him not to make noise.

The third brother seemed to think of something and looked back in horror.

In the dark room, the rustling sound continued, and something was tumbling in the dark.

Just those things.

The third brother felt that he had experienced more terrible torture than anything else.

He has never seen such an unknown creature...

He thought the husband was a terrible existence, but he didn't expect that this woman was even more ruthless than the husband.

"Don't bark, when you bark, they want to get in touch with you."

The third brother's throat seemed to be blocked by a big stone, and there was no sound.

He had no strength, and sat down along the glass.

Chu Zheng squatted down with him, "I ask you something, you have to answer it well."

The commotion behind him grew louder.

"I said... I said..."

"obedient."

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the other side.

The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, playing with the mask in his hand, looking at the city group below with a deep gaze.

Someone pushed in behind and reported respectfully: "Sir, the third child has been missing for a day. The positioning is invalid. I don't know whether he lives or died.

I received a message earlier that I had caught that thing.

But there was no news after going out.

The man turned around and put the mask on the desk casually: "Go and clean up everything he knows."

"Yes... Sir, does the missing of the third child have anything to do with Wen Xianlu?"

The man pulled the chair away and sat down with his elbows propped on the back of the chair, and said with a faint smile, "Why don't you ask?"

"..."

The man lowered his head and quickly stepped out.

The room quieted down, and the man's eyes instantly darkened.

If the third child is really caught by the person asking Xianlu, then the possibility of him being exposed is too great.

Knocking——

The man's expression narrowed slightly: "Go in."

The man who had just left came in again, stood at the door, and said cautiously: "Sir, there is one more thing, the news from Fanxing Group that the M67 in the warehouse is gone."

M67 is those black stones.

The man swept his eyes sharply: "What did you say?"

The man swallowed and repeated: "...M67 is gone."

Even for things that are not needed, Fanxing Group has very strict management, and several layers of passwords are managed by different people.

But their people suddenly received news and asked to clean the warehouse.

The whole warehouse is empty, and there is no one left.

The man narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?"

"I heard that no high-level person has been there that day..." That kind of warehouse needs to be opened by people who separately keep the passwords at the same time.

"We checked Xing Jue's itinerary that day. He is indeed not in the company and there is no other arrangement..."

So the most likely, only Xingjue.

"Lu Fengze... are you sure he is dead?"

"Sir, I'm sure."

The man sneered: "If he died, how could M67 suddenly disappear."

"Could it be that Fanxing Group had other changes, so..."

"Impossible." That thing has no value to them, even if they suddenly want to study, it is impossible to empty the entire warehouse directly.

With so many things, no one found the traces of transportation. This is not the internal reason of Fanxing Group.

Lu Fengze was definitely not dead.

Not only did he not die, he also fell on Wenxian Road.

Because at that time, he heard the DNA match and he saw Lu Fengze drank the glass of wine with his own eyes, so he didn't think much.

He didn't feel right when Lu Fengze appeared.

He should be more cautious and personally check if Lu Fengze is really dead.

How many things did Lu Fengze shake out?

The third child must have fallen into her hands...

The man pressed the table, got up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Plan ahead."