The air in the room was a little cloudy, probably because no one came back to live for a few days.
Xu Chuan walked in carefully with a gun, then gently brought the door and locked it, and then searched all the two rooms.
There was indeed no one. He searched the room with the gun holster inserted into the waist. The room was neatly tidy, and the two huge wardrobes were covered with clothes, and the drawers below were neatly placed in the drawers.
There was a notebook in the bedroom. It was not taken away to show that Vanessa was planning to come back.
Of course, if Master Xu is a pervert, his current target should be the wardrobe in the bedroom, but his attention is still on the computer.
The power-on password is useless, and it is easily cracked when connected to the tactical terminal.
He held the mouse and lit it everywhere, trying to see if there was anything useful, but it seemed that Vanessa was quite careful. There was indeed no robbery, but there were many selfies, well, the kind that was dressed very politely.
Tsk, how narcissistic is this woman, she can only take photos in the mirror, but her figure is indeed quite good, especially those two legs, if she is clipped...
I looked back and said that the most important thing was that, there was no larger scale, and there seemed to be no video. I didn’t seem to have much gains except to know that she had the habit of removing hair and related shapes.
It was boring, Xu Chuan muttered. Although this woman is a top-notch, she has never seen a woman before, so she is not as hard as she can't walk.
But since I came, of course I couldn't leave empty-handed. I turned off the computer and put it directly into my backpack. I installed a wiretap in the bedroom and living room. Finally, I threw out all the clothes in the wardrobe and hung a small red inner wall on the desk lamp. Well, it looked like I was patronized by a thief.
Then I opened the door and left and walked down the stairs. Someone came up from downstairs, saying the voices of two Portuguese women, "Damn it, it's not such a coincidence."
Xu Chuan lowered the brim of the baseball cap and continued walking as if nothing had happened. Sure enough, he bumped into Vanessa and the red-haired woman head-on.
Both sides passed by, Vanessa did not notice him but talked to her companions, but only looked at Xu Chuan strangely after passing by.
Today she wore a black tight suspender vest and beige hip-covered skirt. The bright stockings wrapped her slender straight legs, which were particularly tight and slender.
There are very few men who don’t look back along the way, and one of them just passed by was one of them. She shook her head, ‘Maybe it’s a GAY’. She was very confident in her figure.
When she walked to her room, she took out the key, and then her face changed. "Shit", she cursed in a low voice, and the hair she had deliberately stuck by the door was gone.
"What's wrong?" asked the red-haired woman.
"Someone has been in." Vanessa said in a word that the other party had already taken out a PPK from behind his waist, and he was quite alert.
Vanessa carefully pushed open the door, worried that the person had not left yet, and then, "FUCK...", the chaos in the room seemed to have given her a blow and was directly confused.
"No one", red hair searched the whole house and shook his head, then inserted the PPK back to his waist.
Vanessa entered the bedroom with a gloomy face, gritted her teeth and took her underwear off the desk lamp. When she thought that someone might have done something perverted with these things, she wanted to catch the person out and kill him in the cruelest way.
Redhead looked at all the chaos and could only say, "Let's see what you've lost first."
Vanessa took a deep breath, carefully checked every corner of the room, and then scolded, "This is the damn thing, only the laptop is lost." She was convinced that the clothes had not been moved, but were just turned out, and the cash in the cabinet had not been moved.
"There is nothing important inside you, right?" Red hair nervous.
"There is no record of what we are about, but all my photos are inside." Vanessa's face turned dark, and she waved her hands excitedly, "Photo, do you understand? Photo!"
Redhead breathed a sigh of relief, "Wow, you still take that kind of photos. Why, is anyone buying them?" Redhead looked at the other person and seemed to have a glimpse of enlightenment. Some people in the modeling circle often do this, and then sell some very private photos to people who are willing to pay, but they will never take their faces in. She has sold them herself.
"Shut up," Vanessa was angry. She had never done such a thing before. 'Which pervert did it?'
She suddenly remembered the person who had passed by them just now. Now she thought about it so suspiciously. Vanessa slapped her desk and took out her gun and was about to chase her out. Who knows what he would do, and if she was put online, she would be done.
Red hair stopped her, "Don't think about it, the person has already run away." She also thought of that person, but it's too long since time passed and it's impossible to catch up with him.
"Don't think too much. Let's leave here after we finish these two times. Even if the photos are leaked, it won't have much impact." Red hair certainly knew what the other party was worried about, but she had no good idea, so she could only persuade her.
And there is no way to call the police for this matter. Now they don’t want to get in touch with the police at all. That person won’t know anything, it’s impossible.
...
Xu Chuan was sitting in the car and didn't walk far. He walked around and parked on the road on the other side. He put on his headphones and listened to the conversation between the two women and Vanessa's curse. He grinned and laughed.
He planned to wait here and then follow up to see where they were going. These four women are quite interesting. They are professional models but have good combat abilities. These two facts are too incompatible.
I reviewed their last operation before, and the robbery process was strictly controlled within forty seconds. Not only did it not hurt anyone during the process, but the two security guards were the worst injured, but they were just smashed in the face by the butt stock. All the surveillance monitors in the bank were also knocked out with pistols, and all of them were hit.
This is not a simple matter, which shows that these women are absolutely confident in their marksmanship, and the BMW 7 is too exaggerated. The car has definitely been modified as a driver, Vanessa has shown driving skills that are not inferior to those of a racer.
So the question is, who trained them? Brazil's secret department? There is a possibility, but it is not very good. Most of the military-level systems in South America have been penetrated by the United States very well. There is no reason why Vanessa can be a model in New York.
Just as they were thinking, the two women walked out of the apartment, Vanessa looked like they were about to get angry. They got into a silver-gray BMW M3 convertible roadster, and Xu Chuan followed quietly.
After two streets, Mr. Xu was thrown away by the other party. He was really the kind that could not even see the taillights of the car. "Damn, what are the traffic police in New York doing? Just look at the beauty, right?" He jumped out of the car and kicked it at the front tire. "This dead woman who doesn't follow traffic rules in high heels!"
Chapter completed!