Chapter 182 Qingyuan Wonderful Residence, check in with a bag
【Sizzling...】
The sound of electric current sounded, and the large blank space began to advance rapidly. Just when Gao Yi saw the progress bar reaching the end and thought that the first half of the audio was about to end, a male voice suddenly sounded.
"Today is August 18th."
"I have completed the recovery of records in the crashed mountainous area. It is obvious that they are no longer satisfied with remote areas and have moved towards urban areas..."
【Zi...】
He seemed to be communicating with someone.
"How is the progress of citizens' risk avoidance?"
"Okay...I understand...don't act rashly first..."
"Wait until I return."
The audio stopped abruptly.
Looking at the progress bar that had returned to zero, Gao Yi couldn't calm down.
What exactly are the completely unknown, terrifying existences mixed with religious overtones? Is the heavy fog after the typhoon related to them? And what is the inevitable connection between the two?
besides……
Who is the owner of the last voice?
Ke Heng, the recorder of the original audio, obviously did not escape the attack of the "angel". In the case of one after another crash, what kind of person is he who can talk about this matter so calmly?
The content of the audio conversation shows that this person holds a pivotal position in the Executive Directorate. He not only takes into account the overall coordination of disaster response, but also has full command qualifications in wartime.
Could it be that he is the director of the Executive Bureau of Shabin City?
Gao Yi did not agree with his guess.
Although most of the top executives of the Executive Bureau participated in many events as a team when they were young, as they age, their physical functions decline and their strength is not as good as before, so it is inevitable to retreat to the rear.
The male voice in the audio not only sounds young, but also has the courage and strength to investigate the situation alone, which is obviously completely contradictory to the previously listed situation...
"He is the important person you said?"
Gao Yi looked at the collector with burning eyes.
The collector walked back to the table, picked up the tea cup, blew it carefully, and took a sip.
Gao Yi came closer and wanted to say something, but he saw that the cup in front of him had been filled with tea at some point. It was swaying and almost overflowing.
Send guests off with plenty of tea.
The collector silently reminded the two of them of the agreement they had agreed to previously.
"All right."
The situation was like this, Gao Yi couldn't say anything else. However, he seemed to have thought of something and stretched out three fingers.
"Mr. Collector, do you remember? I said before that I have three conditions."
Gao Yi brought up old matters again.
"As of now, the first condition has been met. I will exchange for the second condition through Zhang Chaoxian. As for the third condition... don't refuse in a hurry. I don't mean to embarrass you."
"This condition should not be a big difficulty for you, and it can be fulfilled now."
The collector frowned slightly and glanced at Gao Yi: "Can I exchange it now?"
"That's right."
Gao Yi looked at Descartes next to him, turned his head, and actually showed a smile.
…
"Wuhu——Xiao Di, look, I was right!"
"Luxury accessories like this are completely worthless to a real boss."
Waterfront area, the villa area of Qingyuan Miaoju.
After searching with wonder and wonder all the way, Gao Yi finally stood in front of an empty lawn, with his hands on his hips, and he and Xiao Di looked at the huge thing in front of them.
Qingyuan Miaoju, Villa No. 6.
It was an unused house once owned by a collector to meet unexpected needs.
However, due to Gao Yi's request and the fact that the collector himself does not mind selling favors, the owner of this house has quietly completed the change.
Descartes had always been convinced of Mr. Gao's ability to take advantage of the situation. Seeing that the two men's future power base was finally established, he happily rushed to the gate.
"Open the door quickly, I already want to go in and take a look!"
How big a land this is, won’t I be able to sleep wherever I want from now on?
Seeing Descartes' anxious look, Gao Yi himself was also happy from the bottom of his heart.
As the terrifying aspects of the "Seasonal Storm" are revealed, if I want to get the truth about my parents' disappearance, or even solve the incident, my current growth rate is not enough!
Gao Yi has goals, but he is not ambitious. He is down-to-earth step by step. Until today, he finally passed a big hurdle and got a blueprint for the home he dreamed of.
From now on, Mr. Gao's "ambition" will radiate from here to the entire East China Sea!
"Why are you so anxious? Just stand aside."
Gao Yi stepped forward, pushed Descartes aside with a smile and curse, took out the villa key from his pocket, inserted it with a "click", and then turned it.
Click.
The crisp sound of the door opening sounded, and the two of them slowly opened the palace of dreams with full hope...
"Cough cough cough!"
As the door frame moved, large amounts of dust fell down, flying everywhere with the air circulation.
Gao Yi covered his mouth and nose as if on conditioned reflex, and kept fanning with his hands: "What's going on...ahem...don't you find a cleaner to clean it regularly..."
Descartes also had deep resentment: "Why is he still called a collector? How can he make his house look like an antique?"
A scene from not long ago flashed through Gao Yi's mind.
["Qingyuan Miaoju? Oh, I do have a villa, but it's been a while since I bought it and I haven't bought any furniture. I thought about giving it to Chao Xian as their wedding room, but he insisted on buying it himself, so
It’s up to him.”]
【"It might be a little messy inside."】
Tell me, this is a bit chaotic?!
The empty living room has a floor full of footprints.
Bathroom without water, dull tiles.
The bleak greenhouse, the dusty closets, like a kitchen... Gao Yi walked around the upper and lower floors of the villa, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart.
I'm definitely unhappy. I always feel that I missed the point of the robbery and let this capitalist just throw water on him without feeling any pain at all.
But if we talk about joy, there is also a lot of it. Firstly, he has the land, and secondly, there is obviously not much decoration here. He can lay out the layout and add furniture by himself to achieve the desired effect.
It's a little dirty, but it can be cleaned up.
After going around in a circle to rule out possible surveillance or eavesdropping devices, the two closed the door, took out the masks from the bag, and found the leftover duster and broom.
Wow.
Gao Yi opened the windows one by one, dusted the dust outside, returned to the living room, and looked at the interior composition of the villa that had been formed in Descartes' hands.
"Mr. Gao, for the indoor rooms, we have one large room, three small rooms, and six medium-sized rooms. Five of the medium-sized rooms have been decorated with a layout of main bedroom, guest bedroom, kitchen, and greenhouse..."
It watched Gao Yi walk to a corner of the living room, wipe the floor clean, and pull out a model castle out of thin air that looked like it was made of biscuits.
"Get rid of the guest bedroom. I shouldn't receive guests here. It can be turned into a study or a combat command room."
Gao Yi placed the castle without raising his head. He looked left and right. Seeing no reaction, he came up and took a few pictures.
Bang bang!
The castle finally responded, the city gate opened, and a gingerbread man in a tuxedo ran out, bowed to Gao Yi, then took out a trumpet from his pocket and blew inside.