Bai Qian took the mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang He not to worry.

She was still wearing a moon-white dress, her eyebrows were clear, and she was reciting the words calmly.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head: "Waiting for your ancestor."

Ren Wanxuan was always the center of attention, whether at school, at Ren's home, or elsewhere. She was always held up and worshiped by everyone.

Even Chen Wei had to do some superficial things in front of her.

Regarding the Ji family, even though she was very polite to Ji Heng, she still looked down on the Ji family in her heart.

Ren Wanxuan looked at the long skirt on Bai Xian's body. It was simple and elegant, without any markings. It seemed that it was made casually by Ji Heng.

Bai Zian is really the most inconspicuous one among them in her eyes.

Even if you are not careful and obedient when you meet her, you shouldn't be so arrogant.

But she didn't expect that a person she didn't care about the least would be so rude when talking to her.

The driver in the car couldn't help but look at Bai Xian. Ren Wanxuan noticed that the boy next to her also looked over. She was shocked that Bai Xian dared to speak to her like this, "You...what are you talking about?"

"Can't you hear?" Bai Qian was looking at the next word and said calmly, "Then I can engrave it on your monument."

The driver wanted to cover his ears and tried his best to pretend that he didn't hear.

But Ren Wanxuan maintained her identity and did not get out of the car. She only opened the window from above, so everyone in the car could hear what Bai Xian said.

Even if the driver didn't move, Ren Wanxuan felt that everything about her was being challenged by Bai Xian.

"You..." She was speechless. She only pulled her lips with difficulty, raised the car window with a "swipe" sound, and said almost angrily: "Why don't you drive yet?!"

The car starts.

The boy sitting in front of him glanced lazily at Bai Xian on the side of the road in the rearview mirror.

His eyes seemed to be looking at a leaf, and he looked away after only a moment, "Know?"

Ren Wanxuan's voice was cold: "Who knows where the relatives of the Ji family come from."

She didn't understand why Bai Zian took it so naturally. She obviously lived in a slum that had not yet been developed and even used well water.

That's it.

Chen Zhu nodded. He was not interested and didn't ask any more questions.

The car drove forward for a while, and a black car drove slowly towards him. He sat upright in a casual posture, and looked at the rearview mirror intently, as the black car drove further and further away.

Until it's gone.

As dusk approaches, the disappearing black car in the rearview mirror seems to become mysterious.

In the back seat, Ren Wanxuan also temporarily forgot about Bai Qian. She looked at the direction where the black car disappeared and asked softly: "Are those the people my grandpa mentioned?"

Although in her senior year of high school, Ren Wanxuan focused on her studies, but it didn't mean that she didn't care about other things. She was aware of the recent changes in Xiangcheng. They had always thought that the idle manor behind this property belonged to the public.

Now that people have moved in, several big families in Xiangcheng have received express instructions not to disturb them.

Chen Zhu only said slowly: "I have never seen that model before."

**

The person who came to pick up Bai Qian was Ming Dongheng.

Bai Qian memorized the words along the way, and when she arrived at the gate of the manor, she saw Jiang He squatting at the door waiting eagerly.

People in gray formal clothes waiting in the garden were very surprised to see the lazy girl behind Jiang He.

Immediately afterwards——

He saw Jiang He walk to the laboratory next door and skillfully press the password to enter.

"Mr. Ming, that's..." The man looked at Ming Dongheng and asked the girl's identity.

He had been in Jiangjing for so many years and had never heard of such a person.

Ming Dongheng only warned: "Don't go overboard."

Director Chen felt numb in his back. He remembered who lived in this place and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He only secretly remembered the glimpse of the girl's face. Fortunately, that face was so stunning that he would never forget it again.

laboratory.

Bai Qian had never seen most of the things. Jiang He took her to a small table and showed her a miniature perpetual motion machine on the table.

The metal ball the size of a soybean slides down the round hole on the top layer, enters a track, and bounces back again.

The two squatted on the spot and stared at each other for ten minutes.

"According to the conservation of energy," Bai Qian concluded, "you are making a fake perpetual motion machine."

As she said this, she turned over the base and saw a magnet underneath.

Jiang He nodded, and then secretly told Bai Qian: "Uncle Ming always thought it was a perpetual motion machine."

There were many kinds of equipment in the laboratory. Bai Zian and Jiang He only watched the collision of vortex rings. Jiang He squatted aside and tried several times with Bai Zian, constantly adding fluids.

Bai Zian will write down the data every time.

She and Jiang He finally succeeded once. She glanced at the numbers on both sides and recorded the data on the paper.

After finishing, Jiang He lay on the table and looked at the vortex ring machine: "Why is it not broken?"

Bai Zian put down the paper, looked over with his head sideways, and found it hard to disagree.

Outside.

When Jiang Fuli came back, it was already dark.

"Young Master Jiang." Bureau Chen followed him respectfully into the room.

Jiang Fuli took off his coat, and at a glance he saw a black schoolbag, a mobile phone and a rose on the sandalwood table.

Ming Dongheng: "That's Miss Bai's thing."

Jiang Fuli said a calm "hmm" and lowered his extremely long eyelashes to cover his overly cold eyes: "Are they still in the laboratory?"

With Bai Qian like this, there must be a lot of people queuing up at school to send her flowers.

Today's senior high school students don't study hard, so why don't they give roses to others?

Really unreserved.

Mr. Jiang’s polite comment.

"Tell them to come out to eat." Jiang Fuli ordered, his eyebrows light.

When Bai Xian came out, Jiang Fuli was talking to Director Chen.

Director Chen was obviously a little cautious. He put his hands on his knees and sat with his legs crossed. "He must be seeking revenge. Here in Xiangcheng..."

When he saw Bai Qian coming in from outside, he paused, not knowing whether he should say anything.

Jiang Fuli tapped his fingertips lazily on the table, glanced at him, and said, "Continue."

"Oh," Director Chen said quickly, "I am here to improve the security here. The poisonous scorpion is at the top of my list, but I just got here today and he has been sought for revenge."

Ming Dongheng couldn't hold it back and said expressionlessly: "It's such a coincidence, you didn't do it?"

"How is it possible?" Bureau Chen was very excited. "If I want to have this ability, do I still need to be sent to a higher level for further study?"

Ming Dongheng suddenly realized.

Director Chen: "..."

Xiangcheng has had problems since ancient times. This time Jiang Fuli came to Xiangcheng, Jiang Jing decided to rectify Xiangcheng. Bureau Chen is the most outstanding descendant of the Chen family in Jiangjing, and fought hard to come to Xiangcheng among others. opportunity.

In ancient times, he was an imperial minister holding a gold medal.

Make some political achievements here, and then go back and get promoted to a higher position.

However, as soon as I arrived, I was given a share of the credit.

Director Chen really felt that Xiangcheng was his blessed place.

"No suspects?" Jiang Fuli rolled up his sleeves twice, poured out two cups of tea, and pushed them to Bai Zian and Jiang He.

Jiang He stared at the cup of tea, as if he had been poisoned.

Director Chen looked serious, "There is one, the boss of No. 112 Qingshui Street. I have sent extra manpower to keep an eye on him."

"Is the check correct?" Ming Dongheng had an impression of Qingshui Street and expressed doubts, "Isn't it because he touched Dawson's cake or provoked the mercenary mafia?"

"I don't know, but I have top secret news," Director Chen lowered his voice, "I heard that the poisonous scorpion took two cigarettes from the boss."

Although he felt it was outrageous, Xiangcheng had listed a pile of evidence.

Otherwise, why did he just take two cigarettes from the boss and be wasted in the evening?

Bai Zian on the side held a tea cup and took a sip.

Authentic Laobanzhang tea, her eyes are slightly brighter.

Hearing the sound, she put down her tea cup, lowered her black eyes, rested her white jade-like fingers on the edge of the sandalwood table, and echoed Chen Ju's eyes lazily: "This person is really bad."
To be continued...