Song Zilian made a shy expression as if he was deliberately angry with him, "It's hard to say, after all, we have been flirting every day these days." After saying that, he approached Song Lucun again and asked seriously,
"All this is thanks to you, right? I'm quite grateful to you. You don't usually go back to the village. I don't believe that we would get together by such a coincidence."
Song Lucun gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress his feelings for Ji Xinyao.
"You haven't had sex before, otherwise Ji Xinyao wouldn't have resisted so much that day. Now that I think about it, it has only been a few days since I returned to the village. Even if Ji Xinyao is really pregnant, she still can't check it out. Maybe you fainted that day.
, I didn’t hear some words. The rule in this village is that the bones of the God of Fortune must be found before the next God of Fortune can be established. And the activity of offering offerings on the first and fifteenth day of every Lunar New Year cannot be stopped. Now there are only three days until the fifteenth day.
, Song Xiren will not have the patience to wait until he can find out that Ji Xinyao is pregnant."
"Song Lucun, from your point of view, Xinyao must die? You said you like her, but I have never seen anyone hate the person they like so much." Song Zilian asked curiously.
At this time, Ji Xinyao and Simon had already arrived at Song Lucun's residence to discredit him.
Because the villagers have been isolated from the outside world, they don't have to work hard every day, so they go to bed early and are generally very healthy.
It's only around nine o'clock in the evening, and most people have already gone to bed, just like the day Ji Xinyao and Song Zilian planned to run away.
She and Simon each carried a big bag, ready to deal with all situations that would happen next.
"Uncle Simon, this floor is a bit high, can you climb up?" Ji Xinyao asked worriedly.
She had actually figured out a route. She could use the fixed points on the window sill and water pipes to climb up, and then step on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner to climb up. As long as her arms were strong enough, she could climb up to the top terrace.
But Simon is already old and it is difficult to have such physical strength.
"If you climb up, you will leave traces everywhere you pass. Although I have worn gloves, I will not leave fingerprints. But after all, no one has lived here for a long time. There must be dust everywhere, and footprints are particularly easy to leave.
Come down." Simon replied.
Ji Xinyao couldn't help but think highly of him. He was indeed the old butler of the Song family, and he was thoughtful and considerate.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to use this."
Simon suddenly took out a hairpin and smiled at Ji Xinyao.
Ji Xinyao was a little shocked. She never thought that Simon had such a skill.
Simon walked to the door and stuck a hairpin into the keyhole. After a while, there was the sound of unlocking from the other side of the door.
"Uncle Simon, what a cow!"
"It's just an immature skill. I haven't used it in more than thirty years."
Ji Xinyao narrowed her eyes slightly, "Then when was the last time you used it?"
Uncle Simon thought for a while but did not answer, "I'm old and confused, I can't remember."
He opened the door, and he never expected that there was a second door inside, and it was replaced with an electronic lock. However, this electronic lock was obviously not a product of recent years. This year, it is usually a fingerprint lock, but this one is just the oldest password lock.
.
Simon was in trouble for a moment.
"Ms. Ji, do you know what password Song Lucun often uses?"
How could Ji Xinyao know this?
She walked into the house and looked around.
"How about trying his birthday first."
Most people's passwords are birthdays.
Ji Xinyao told Simon a series of numbers.
drop--
mistake.
"You have two more chances to enter. If you enter incorrectly, the alarm will automatically sound."
Ji Xinyao's face looked a little ugly.
Once the alarm goes off, it will definitely attract the neighbors, and even if they run away, Song Lucun will easily focus on them as the home invasion suspect. In this way, they will lose the opportunity to frame Song Lucun.
"Miss Ji, has Song Lucun ever liked you? Then why don't you try to celebrate your birthday?" Simon suggested.
Ji Xinyao couldn't think of the possibility of other numbers, so she had no choice but to nod.
drop--
mistake.
"You have one more chance to enter. If you enter incorrectly, the alarm will automatically sound."
Things have reached a critical juncture.
"Uncle Simon, there is one last chance. Give me a little more time to think carefully about what else is possible."
Ji Xinyao's mind kept flashing one number after another, but soon she overturned it herself.
At this time, a bright light flashed over.
He is the night watchman in the village.
Ji Xinyao hurriedly closed the door in front to prevent him from noticing.
There was no light at the door, and Ji Xinyao breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, something flashed in her mind.
"Yes! Lights!" Ji Xinyao shouted excitedly.
Uncle Simon quickly silenced her and asked her to keep her voice down.
Ji Xinyao covered her mouth, lowered her voice and said to Simon, "Uncle Simon, I have thought of a way. Are you in a hurry? Song Lucun asked someone to bring the LSK flashlight before. It can find blood stains and fingerprints. As long as we put it
Take that flashlight and shine it on the number keys here, and then you can try to guess what the password might be.
Although you still have to guess in the end, you can at least shorten the ten numbers to a range of four.
"Uncle Simon, you find a place to hide first, and I'll go back and find the lsk flashlight."
Ji Xinyao immediately got out of the house, ran quickly to her home, and then quickly rushed over with a flashlight.
The two of them turned on the flashlights together and shined their light on the number keys.
"179, only these three numbers."
Now they didn't know how to arrange and combine them. If they had four numbers, they could try their best to guess the birthdays of the people around Song Lucun.
Ji Xinyao bit her fingernails anxiously, 197, what number would it be?
She tried hard to recall the information related to Song Lucun, but at this time, Uncle Simon spoke.
"Could it be 1997? Their bank seems to have been established in this year, and the lock is so old-fashioned. It was definitely not installed by Song Lucun. It should have been installed by his parents, so the password may not have been set by him.
It was set by his parents."
"It makes sense, let's try it."
Ji Xinyao couldn't think of any other way, so she had to withstand the pressure and let Simon press down.
1997.
beep——
The door opened.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and finally came in.
"Ms. Ji, you can take care of me outside from now on. Simon can go in alone."
They had already discussed in the afternoon that the more concealed the place, the better. First, it would be difficult for Song Lucun to find it himself and he could prepare a backup plan. Second, it would be easier for him to be believed that he had carefully hidden it.
Simon thought about it, and the most hidden place was still in the bedroom.
So he went up to the second floor and opened the doors one by one, looking for a suitable hiding place.