• Now only the owner of this office can open it, so he can only pack this thing first. It sounds like the key, but he flips through other places again for insurance.
• In the end, he found another box in a very small secret passage. If it wasn't for Fu Yan's sharp eyes, he would have missed it. He put it too hidden, and ordinary people couldn't find it at all.
• Now he has two boxes, and the sound is the same, and he doesn't know which is true and which is false. In the end, Fu Yan decided to take both out, and one was always true.
• After restoring the other things, Fu Yan quickly left. He had just walked out before the light came on again. He patted his chest, sweating with fright, and he would be discovered later.
• As soon as Fu Yan entered the elevator, he saw a man inside. He looked like he was in his thirties, wearing a black suit, and at first glance he was that kind of old and stubborn.
• Fu Yan got on the elevator without changing his face and stood in the corner. The man next to him glanced at him with doubts in his eyes, and then stared at his work card in a daze.
• Just when Fu Yan thought he was going to be discovered, the man's rough voice sounded.
• "The clothes don't look like what they look like, go to the toilet and put on your clothes!"
• Fu Yan was stunned by his roar, and looked down at the clothes on his body. It should be that they have their own set of dressing standards, but he left too quickly and didn't pay attention, so he walked out dressed like this.
• 

  fuyan

  OK, in a minute.
• Hearing what he said, the man's frown loosened, turning his head away from him.
• After exiting the elevator, Fu Yan first observed that there was no one around, and then carefully left from the back door.
• After getting into the car, he really relaxed. He had been in a highly concentrated state just now, and now he felt exhausted when he relaxed.
• Returning to that place again, Fu Yan was still blindfolded. When he came to the familiar room, Fu Yan placed the two boxes on the table and sat on the chair to rest.
• Hai Lao's eyes widened excitedly as he looked at the things on the table, carefully picked up the two boxes and looked at them for a while, tried again and found that they couldn't be opened, so he put the two boxes down.
• 

  hailao

  How are there two?
• 

  fuyan

  Can't open, don't know which one is real.
• Fu Yan said honestly and did not hide it.
• Hai Lao glanced at him and then at the box, picked up the cigar next to him, took a sip, and said slowly.
• 

  hailao

  Are you sure one of these two is?
• 

  fuyan

  Not sure, but only the two are closest.
• Fu Yan said as he knocked his fingers on the table and opened his mouth lightly.
• 

  fuyan

  My phone.
• Hai Lao was not in the mood to take care of him at the moment, his mind was all on these two boxes, he took out the mobile phone from the drawer and threw it to him.
• Fu Yan couldn't wait to turn on the phone when he got it. As soon as he opened it, an overwhelming number of missed calls appeared on the page.
• Visually, there were about a hundred messages, seven of them, and Li Fei's.
• Fu Yan didn't dare to broadcast back. He didn't know if he could go back now. Old Hai didn't speak, so he couldn't leave.
• He opened WeChat and read every one of their messages.
• Looking at the words above, he could imagine how sad the babies were at that time.
• Mr. Li had already told them that he was going to quit the group, and Fu Yan sighed and rubbed his temples.
• Sooner or later, it's the same sooner or later. Fu Yan thought his reaction would be very dull, but at this time, he realized how helpless he was. The feeling of powerlessness was still worse than the feeling of playing against William.
• Next Chapter