After entering the villa, Song Ci took out his mobile phone, then found Song Xiao's phone and dialed out.

Soon, I heard the sound of music from the villa.

This is Song Xiao’s mobile phone call sound.

Walking along the direction of the sound, soon, I saw the black mobile phone placed on the coffee table in the living room.

Song Ci cut off the phone.

What is certain is whether it is useful to find the phone fart. Obviously, Song Xiao's phone is not staying with Song Xiao.

"Go upstairs and look for it." Song Ci went straight up the stairs.

Although I feel that Song Xiao may be in the villa minimal, but if he doesn't look for it, he is still not reconciled.

The rumors followed Song Ci and went upstairs together.

Song Miao and Jane, who were a step late, picked up the mobile phones on the coffee table.

But when I opened it, I saw nothing.

Because Song Xiao’s mobile phone has a password.

Put the phone back, and the two are going to go upstairs to have a look.

However, as soon as I reached the top of the stairs, I saw Song Ci and Chu Rong coming down.

"How is it?" Song Miao asked.

"No one should have kicked it. We kicked every door. The sound was loud. If anyone had come out, it would have been long ago." Song Ci said lightly about kicking the door.

I'm not embarrassed at all.

Instead, there is a sense of frankness.

Kicking the door is still magnanimous, what about your face?

"I'll go up and take a look." Song Miao heard Song Ci's answer and said.

He has to take a personal look at everything himself.

Although what Song Ci said was definitely true, Song Miao believed in his own eyes even more.

It's not how powerful his own eyes are, but that he is careful enough.

People are definitely not here, but there will always be traces.

"You go." Song Ci nodded.

Song Miao had to take a look at herself, she knew it.

But she thinks this problem is quite good.

At least, it's better than the kind of people who swear by the hearsay.

The most correct thing is to look at everything for yourself and judge for yourself.

How did Song Miao and Jian go upstairs?

Song Ci walked over to the coffee table and took a look at the phone.

Seeing the password, Song Ci took out her assembled cuboid computer again.

She wanted to see who Song Xiao had contacted before he could not.

In this way, Song Xiao's mobile phone password must be unlocked.

Song Ci sat on the sofa and unlocked the phone, and Chu Rong sat next to Song Ci.

Put your elbows on your knees, your palms on your chin.

After looking at it for a while, he stretched out his other free hand and dialed Song Xiao's mobile phone, which was lying diagonally.

Song Ci: "..."

After a pause in his hand, Song Ci continued.

After tapping the keyboard of the infrared laser, Song Ci watched the phone go dark, stretched out his hand and pressed the power button, and then slanted the phone particularly calmly.

Chu Rong: "..."

Chu Rong looked over when Song Ci went to press his phone.

Seeing the phone slanted again, his hand began to move around.

Then, just when I couldn't help it to reach out to dial, I saw Song Ci's gaze.

Chu Rong stretched out half of his hand and put it down, pretending that he didn't know anything.

A smile flashed in Song Ci's eyes, and he continued to unlock.

Chu Rong looked at the slanted phone, and the heavens and people were fighting in his head, and he hated to dial the phone on the coffee table in a minute!

"Okay." Song Ci said lightly.

Withdraw his hand.

I took the phone beside me and pressed the power button.

The password that made Song Miao and Jane embarrassed just now is gone.

Song Ci didn't get muddled, and directly clicked on the call log.