Chapter 78: Full of holes

, Shen Boyan set foot on the road to the Cheng family’s old house for the second time.

The first time I was forced, but the second time I took the initiative. Shen Boyan sat in the passenger seat, next to Meng Xinqiao who looked a little serious.

By now it was completely dark, and the car lights on the highway had become sporadic. Shen Boyan's heartbeat was a little fast. He touched the seat belt and whispered: "Has he left your body? Could it be an act?"

"Maybe." Meng Xinqiao said, "But we There is no way to verify it. Besides..."

He looked at Shen Boyan and asked, "Did your necklace react?"

"When he was convulsing just now, he suddenly became very hot," Shen Boyan answered truthfully. After that, the necklace lost its temperature."

"That's it." Meng Xinqiao nodded, "The only way we can confirm that it left is the necklace... It must have consumed a lot of energy just now, and now it can only struggle.

" Cheng Wen'an will help keep an eye on him. If there is any change, he will notify me as soon as possible. "

Shen Boyan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

He was still very nervous . disturbed.

"Where could it be hidden?" he murmured to himself.

"I don't have a clue about this matter yet." Meng Xinqiao sighed slightly.

"There are not too many people in the old house, and there are not too many people in the old house. In addition to Jiang Jing, there are also several aunties who live in the house."

"...It can be attached to anyone." Shen Boyan pursed his lips, "Yes. Isn't it possible that it is hidden on something inhuman?"

Meng Xinqiao tapped the steering wheel with her fingertips, her expression slightly solemn.

"It's not impossible." He said, "Maybe it wants to make a mistake."

"What could that be?" Shen Boyan frowned.

"It shouldn't be attached to anything that can be easily cleaned."

"If it is really an object, it is probably a collection of paintings, vases, etc." Meng Xinqiao thought.

Shen Boyan suddenly remembered something.

"Tell me, could it be hidden..." He paused, "hidden in the birthday gift you wanted to give me at that time?"

Just at the red light, Meng Xinqiao stepped on the brakes and turned around. , with a look of surprise on his face.

"Have you found it?"

"Well, isn't it on your bedside?" Shen Boyan glanced at him, "You hide it there, for fear that others will find it."

He said this with a bit of resentment, Meng Shinbashi couldn't help but smile.

"My fault." He admitted frankly, "However, I think it might not choose this thing."

"Why?" Shen Boyan didn't quite understand.

"I know where this thing is, and you also know it." Meng Xinqiao explained, "I don't know if it knows that you know the location of the gift, but such a thing is not safe for it.

"Maybe it won't look for something so dangerous." Shen

Boyan nodded: "You're right."

He hesitated: "How should we look for it

first ?" Meng Xinqiao said, "You must not alert the snake."

Along the winding mountain road that is rarely visited, the car drove all the way to the old house of the Cheng family.

At the gate, the guard stopped them. Shen Boyan poked his head out from the passenger seat and said with his usual expression, "I'm here to see Aunt Jiang."

The guard was a middle-aged man. He looked at Shen Boyan, but did not open the door to let them in.

Shen Boyan had some ominous premonitions.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen." The guard said, "The master didn't give you permission to enter." What?

Shen Boyan immediately frowned.

"No authority? When did it happen?" he asked.

"Sorry, Mr. Shen, I have no comment." The doorman replied sternly.

This unexpected situation really surprised Shen Boyan.

Could it be that Cheng Shunhaoliu's back-up plan specifically asked the guard to stop him?

How could he be so unpredictable?

Shen Boyan still wanted to fight for it, but just as he was about to speak, he felt Meng Xinqiao pull his hand.

"Forget it." Shen Boyan swallowed his defensive words, "I'll go back and ask Cheng Wenjun."

Meng Xinqiao drove out of the driveway in front of the old house.

"I didn't expect something like this to happen." Shen Boyan was a little anxious.

"It's okay." Meng Xinqiao was still calm.

"In such a big house, there is always a way to sneak in."

"You mean..." Shen Boyan was a little shocked, "Climb over the wall?"

"...Absolutely." Meng Xinqiao didn't feel ashamed at all, "I know. There is a place that is relatively secluded. Let's go there."

"And..." He paused, "I always feel that it's a bit strange that we are being kept outside."

"It seems like someone gave an order." Boyan whispered, "Maybe it's Cheng Shunhao."

"Let's go." Meng Xinqiao thought for a few seconds, then tugged on Shen Boyan's hand, "Let's sneak in."...

They got out of the car, and Meng Xinqiao took Shen with him. Boyan bypassed the iron wall of the old house and found a very remote corner of the old house.

Although there is also a wall built in this corner, a wooden door is dug out of the wall. Meng Xinqiao kicked it hard, and the mottled wooden door opened.

"Can it still be like this?" Shen Boyan was speechless.

"Well, Jiang Jing tried to lock me up in the old house before." Meng Xinqiao said, "At that time, I often ran away from here."

Shen Boyan suddenly felt a little complicated.

Meng Xinqiao seemed to have already let go. He directly led Shen Boyan in, passed through a small patch of trees, and saw the outline of the Cheng family's old house.

Shen Boyan looked at the time. It was already late at night, and about to turn around, the lights in the old house were extinguished, and not even a single person could be seen.

The simple lintel creates a somewhat eerie and eerie atmosphere out of thin air. Shen Boyan took a deep breath and walked into the room first.

There was no one in the living room.

The suspended luxurious chandelier was not turned on, and Shen Boyan could only discern the hazy outline of the furniture in the moonlight outside the window.

Meng Xinqiao was obviously more familiar with this place. He looked around and whispered in Shen Boyan's ear: "The room of the live-in aunt is on the third floor."

Shen Boyan nodded.

The two crept across the living room and climbed the ancient wooden stairs.

No matter how careful I was, there was still a slight sound on the stairs when I landed.

Shen Boyan was startled and turned to look at Meng Xinqiao, but Meng Xinqiao shook his head and made a "don't care" sign. Let's make a quick decision.

Shen Boyan took a deep breath and continued to walk upward cautiously.

The stairs in the old house are designed in the shape of "Hui". They walked upstairs slowly in the dark, and when they rounded a corner, Shen Boyan was about to move forward, but Meng Xinqiao suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Meng Xinqiao's palms were slightly moist, so he used a little more force. Shen Boyan was startled, but when he took a closer look at the scene in front of him, the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.

At the dark staircase, a slightly slender figure stood.

Perhaps seeing the two people suddenly stop, the figure moved slightly.

"Shen Boyan?"

Jiang Jing's voice came from the darkness: "So it's you."

She clicked on the light.

Shen Boyan's eyes were dazzled. When his vision returned to normal, he saw Jiang Jing wearing a floral pajamas, standing steadily in front of the stairs on the third floor.

"Did I disturb you?" Shen Boyan asked.

"There was a noise on the stairs." Jiang Jing said rather coldly, "I was still thinking, how could the old house be robbed."

"Where is Mr. Wen? Why are you the only one back?"

"He forgot something in the house. "Took it." Shen Boyan lied without changing his face, "Let me help him find it."

"Really?" Jiang Jing curled her lips and showed a strange smile, "Isn't his room empty?" "Why is there something left?"

"There is indeed it." Shen Boyan had to say, "It's in the cabinet. He said he forgot to take it."

Jiang Jing was still standing in the middle of the stairs, crossing her arms. , with no intention of leaving at all.

"Then let him come and get it by himself tomorrow." She said, "It's so late, so he should come by himself, right?"

"I happen to be in the suburbs." Shen Boyan explained, "I'll help him find it. "

Let him come in person tomorrow," Jiang Jing still insisted.

She stared at the two of them, with obvious displeasure on her face: "Why, he doesn't even want to see his mother?"

"Also, who is this man, and why are you with him?" Wait.

Shen Boyan was about to answer, but paused.

She didn't want them to go to Cheng Wenjun's room.

He realized this suddenly and dully.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Shen Boyan recalled his speculation in the car.

What's in Cheng Wenjun's room? There is that gift that was never given.

Jiang Jing didn't want them to go to Cheng Wenjun's room. Was it because of the gift?

Could it be that the last person attached to the system is that gift?

This conclusion seemed to be logically connected, and the derived results were impeccable, but the more Shen Boyan thought about it, the weirder it seemed.

What did he miss? In other words, did he predict something wrong?

Meng Xinqiao suddenly turned slightly sideways at this time.

Taking advantage of the blind spot in his sight, he raised his hand and gently touched Shen Boyan's lower back.

The clear touch from his fingertips made Shen Boyan's waist feel numb, but he quickly held it back and maintained his normal complexion.

"I'm just a colleague who works on a project together. I can't leave him outside." Shen Boyan said while reluctantly identifying the words Meng Xinqiao had scratched on his waist. One stroke, one stroke.

Meng Xinqiao used a little force, and Shen Boyan could clearly feel his strokes.

"This is the Cheng family, not a place where you can come and go at will." Jiang Jing was aggressive, her eyes widened and locked on the two of them, "Do you hear me clearly? Tomorrow, you let Wen Jun himself Come and get it!"

Meng Xinqiao said the last word.

When he realized what Meng Xinqiao's words meant, Shen Boyan's heart twitched violently.

He finally figured out where the strangeness just now came from.

Because Meng Xinqiao wrote two words-'Jiang' and 'Jing'.