Song Yan immediately turned off the flashlight in his hand. Then he looked around, it was quiet in the jungle, he looked at his phone again, and found that the phone didn't even have a signal.

It seems that the signal is blocked here.

He lowered his voice and said to everyone, "This house is very strange, everyone, be careful, turn off the lighting tools in your hands, and don't be discovered by people in the house."

"Brother Yan is right, everyone be careful. It seems that Xiaoqiang and his companions entered this house, why did they come to this house, why is this house located in such a deep mountain and old forest? It's strange. !" a brother whispered.

"None of us know. We'll see if we can sneak in after dark." Song Yan put away the phone carefully. "Everyone, take a rest."

It's only after ten o'clock in the evening, and young people generally haven't rested yet.

So he was going to wait until it was late before taking his brothers to sneak in to take a look.

Everyone was tired after walking for so long. They all sat on the ground and started to rest. From time to time, there were insects and the roar of unknown beasts. If they were timid, they would be scared and run away.

As the night got darker, some of the brothers sat there with their backs against the tree, some cuddled with each other, and some simply lay down on the ground and slept soundly.

Song Yan has always been calm and awake, and his eyes will look at the door of this house from time to time. They have circled around this house. The yard covers an area beyond their imagination. There are four gates in the south, south and northwest.

They were guarding the east gate at this time, because this gate was the smallest, and it was obviously not a commonly used gate.

Because it is not often used, no one will keep it here, or pay attention to it.

In the dark night, deep in the jungle, a group of men quietly got out of the jungle and touched the east gate.

Everyone walked very lightly.

They moved neatly to the edge of the wall. I don't know if it was because the owner of this house was too confident that no one would find it or what. There was no anti-theft power grid installed on the wall, and there were only some broken glass scattered on the edge of the wall. scum.

These **** can be avoided lightly, but people with poor skills will inevitably be stabbed and slightly injured.

Song Yan and the others were lying on the top of the wall, and gently threw a small stone they had picked up into the yard.

The stone fell to the ground with a dull sound, rolled about two or three meters away, and finally stopped.

Song Yan motioned everyone to hide outside the wall. After waiting for a while, they didn't find anyone coming, and then they quietly touched the wall.

There are ancient buildings everywhere, and every building has a dark atmosphere, as if one after another huge beasts are lined up in the yard. The yard is full of flowers, trees, and pavilions. It looks like The scenery is not bad.

"Don't scare the snake." Song Yan whispered to everyone, and then walked quietly along the wall.

This house is so large and so rigorously distributed, with Xiaoqiang's ability, they definitely can't support this house, that is, the owner of this house is someone else!

Just as they were about to sneak into a building, they suddenly heard footsteps, and then a man complained lazily, "It's so sleepy in the middle of the night! I really don't want to patrol."

"No way, this is an order." Another man pulled him, "Hurry up and finish this circle, so that you can go back to the room to rest."

"Hey? Who is so immoral to throw such a big stone on the road?" The complaining man tripped over the stone and stumbled several steps and fell down. Fortunately, the man next to him stopped him in time.

He was so angry that he kicked the stone against the wall.

Song Yan and his brothers held their breath and crouched behind a holly tree, motionless, not daring to make any sound at all.

It wasn't until the footsteps of the two of them faded away that Song Yan dared to poke his head and take a look, and found that the two had gone far away.

"Come on, everyone, be careful."

They continued to walk along the base of the wall until they slipped into a building with only faint floor-level voice-activated lights in the empty corridor.

Song Yan led everyone away quietly, only to find out... this is actually a storage building, and there are signs on the top of the room, "Qing Dynasty", "Ming Dynasty", "Han Dynasty"...

"Does this mean that the treasures of various dynasties are placed in the room?" Song Yan thought silently in his heart. When he was about to pry open a room to take a look, he suddenly heard a rush from outside. footsteps.

"Grass! Hurry up! Hurry up and see who's in!"

"Is there a mistake, we are so strict here and outsiders will come in?"

"It's really annoying to mess with people in the middle of the night!"

"We have infrared everywhere here! You will know when you meet the monitoring room."

Song Yan's expression changed and he immediately said to his brothers, "Let's go! Someone is coming!"

So several people immediately rushed out of the building and ran towards the road they came from.

They moved very quickly, and before the man in black chased after them, a few of them had already rushed to the wall and then escaped.

There was a false alarm, and everyone quickly fled into the jungle.

No one dared to look back.

The yard is full of infrared devices, so it's not easy to find out.

Not to mention they have nothing to detect infrared.

Song Yan led everyone into the dense forest, and then ran all the way towards the place where their cars were parked.

As soon as everyone got into the car, they started the car and rushed out.

At this time, in the house, everyone did not find any suspicious people. After searching for more than half an hour, no one was found, so they all dispersed.

"I guess it's a wild cat or a weasel?"

"We are a dense forest after all, and it is normal for small animals to jump in."

"That's right!"

"I'm so tired."

At this time, Song Yan had already rushed out of the jungle with his brothers and was heading towards the highway.

After leaving the jungle, the phone immediately recovered the signal.

Song Yan then sent the photo of the house he took to Ruan Su.

"Madam, we broke into that house, the one where Xiaoqiang entered. There are many ancient buildings and many buildings, and there are many people in black..."

He then reported everything he saw to Ruan Su.

Ruan Su couldn't contact Song Yan, so she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. From time to time, she would check her phone.

She was a little worried about the safety of Song Yan and others, and that something happened to them.

But fortunately, they survived.

She looked at the photo Song Yan sent over and frowned slightly, "I see, how are you guys doing now?"

"We're going back." Song Yan returned to her, "I'll report to you in detail when I get to the capital."

"Be safe, I'll wait for you to come back." After Ruan Su sent this message, she put away her phone and lay on the bed, closing her eyes.

*

In the early morning, the sun is very hot, and it is summer in the blink of an eye.

The interior design competition that Jing Cancan signed up for has also reached the finals.

There are many well-known young designers participating in this competition, and they have also reached the finals after five quarters.

After having breakfast in the morning, Jing Cancan left the small apartment with his laptop and drove his Porsche to the finals.

As soon as she stepped into the venue, she lined up to submit her information, then received her participation card, and sat down on the seat of the competition venue with all the contestants.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little tense, and there were a lot of spectators outside the scene, usually some interior design enthusiasts, enthusiasts, or the family members of the contestants who participated in the competition.

Zhuang Xiaoyue and Zhuang Yan also came, after all, it was the final, especially Zhuang Yan was one of the judges of the competition.

"I'm in. Just wait for us outside." Zhuang Yan touched his sister Zhuang Xiaoyue's head, "If you have nothing to do, you can play a few games and the game is over."

"I see, Ma Yijia from our company has also entered the finals, but Cancan's biggest competitor!" Zhuang Xiaoyue glanced at the photos of the contestants on the announcement.

"It doesn't matter who wins the championship, it's even better if it's Cancan." Zhuang Yan went in after saying that.

He walked in solemnly and saw Jing Cancan sitting in the middle at a glance. The content of today's competition is to draw the feeling of spring in a hand-painted interior.

Jing Cancan quickly jumped into the game.

Her professional knowledge has not disappeared because of her amnesia, and the inertia of her body and the thinking of her brain still exist.

Especially during this time, she has been learning and revisiting.

She is also very hardworking and has a good understanding of interior design.

She originally thought she was going to design the competition, and brought her laptop.

Didn't expect the game to be hand-painted.

After thinking about it for about ten minutes, she devoted herself to painting. It is not difficult to draw by hand, but it is difficult to draw the effect.

Time passed bit by bit, and after about an hour or so, she handed in the manuscript.

And at the moment she handed in the manuscript, Ma Yijia also handed in the manuscript. The judges will rate their work on the spot.

Scores will be displayed on the big screen immediately, and the ranking will be displayed immediately.

Zhuang Yan did not expect that Jing Cancan is quite talented in interior design. Seeing her hand-painted design, she couldn't help nodding in praise, and immediately gave her 9 points. The other judges also scored 9 points, with a high score of 9.1 points. .

Ma Yijia is also good, but it is still a little less interesting than Jing Cancan.

8 points. 8.8 points, ... are basically scores close to 9 points.

Contestants one after another have submitted their manuscripts, and everyone's scores have come out one after another.

When she saw the high score of Jing Cancan, Ma Yijia was a little jealous. What ability can she have as a young lady who has never really entered the industry?