Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chapter 2290: Custom Lovers (25)

Chuzheng took a look at the whole house and found nothing useful, not even anything related to Simpson Fergus.

Chuzheng went downstairs while thinking.

Click--

Chu Zheng was standing on the stairs, and a dark shadow downstairs was moving inward, and the slight noise made the dark shadow stop.

"boom!"

The black shadow moved quickly, and the weapon in his hand shot towards Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng pressed the handrail and jumped down.

The dust was picked up by the wind and filled the air, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, a little pungent.

"Boom, boom—"

The black shadow fired several shots, and the bullets grazed Chu Zheng's cheek. She bent down and attacked the black shadow at a tricky angle.

In close combat, Sombra could no longer use the weapon in his hand.

Sombra has a good fist and kicks, slippery like a loach.

He tried to distance himself several times, but it was a pity that Chuzheng could seal him every time.

Wow----

boom--

The things in the living room were affected, and the furniture was even more damaged.

Kang Dang——

The sofa fell to the floor, and the shadow stepped on the sofa, leaping to the other side, and the sofa fell over again.

Bang!

The black shadow staggered and smashed on the floor, splashing dust.

"do not move!"

The black shadow held his hands on the ground as he tried to get up, and looked up at the girl standing in front of him.

It looks so beautiful that it can't be more beautiful. No matter where it is, blond hair is conspicuous.

The girl was expressionless, with a kind of indifference and alienation that strangers would not enter.

The girl's voice was cold and cold: "What are you, why are you so dark."

Although the light here is not strong, it won't be enough for her to look at it for a long time. This person is always dark, like painted carbon?

Sombra: "..." Is this your focus?

-

Chuzheng **** the shadow, and the other party hadn't said anything from beginning to end. If it was not certain that he was not a robot, she would doubt that it was a robot.

The strangest thing is that his skin is black all over.

Chuzheng pulled out a knife from the cabinet and gestured to the shadow: "Is your skin dark, or is it a high-tech product?"

The black shadow said nothing.

Row!

I will do it myself!

For a person who wants to kill himself, Chuzheng is not soft.

A minute later, Chuzheng determined that he had black skin.

Black people are normal, but it's abnormal if they become coal balls.

"Who asked you to kill me?" This person just killed me, obviously trying to put her to death.

"can you speak?"

"..."

"You scream to let me know that you are not dumb."

"..."

Chuzheng stepped back two steps violently, and the floor under his feet suddenly sank.

Chu Zheng: "!!!"

grass!

Chu Zheng turned his head and glanced at the place he was stepping on. The floor was under the sofa, which was blocked by the sofa and carpet just now.

Chuzheng did not dare to move away immediately.

Who knows if there will be a mechanism after moving away.

To be on the safe side, she first protected herself with silver thread, and then jumped aside.

There is no danger, but a passage leading to the bottom is opened on the ground.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Isn't it true that no one has ever moved the sofa to see it?

It was wrong when Chuzheng thought about it. This place is very close to the sofa, but it should not be under the sofa, but you can step on it when you sit down.

She had stepped back and forth just now, but didn't step on the mechanism directly.

Are there other conditions needed?

Chu Zheng took a look at the ruined and messy furniture around. He didn't know where he encountered just now.

Regardless, go down and have a look.

Chu Zheng grabbed the dark shadow, found a flashlight, and led him down.

The passage was spiraling, and Chu Zheng felt that he had walked for at least three minutes before he saw the bottom.

Chuzheng illuminates the surrounding area with a flashlight, and the entire space is not large, just over twenty flat, separated into two spaces by bookshelves.

The black shadow moved with the light of the Chuzheng flashlight, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Chuzheng dragged him to the corner, and Black Shadow wondered what she wanted to do, so she saw her picking up the wooden stick in the corner and hitting him.

Puff--

The black shadow fell to the ground, and finally only saw the girl holding the wooden stick in her hand and bending down slightly. The cold face was enlarged, blurred, and doubled in his pupils, sinking into the darkness most.

Chu Zheng tied the black shadow to the side and tied it directly into a cocoon.

Ok!

This is much safer!

【……】

After getting these things done, Chu Zheng began to look around.

Chuzheng found a Simpson Fergus signature document on the table, as well as some other objects.

This should be something from Simpson Fergus.

Most of the books on the shelf are about biological sciences and genes.

Chuzheng also found a few documents about TID from the table, but they were all ordinary financial documents and nothing important.

Chuzheng dropped the papers and sat on the chair with a headache.

What does this TID do?

Chuzheng kicked the table irritably, and the flashlight standing on the table fell down, following the documents on the table.

Chuzheng's afterlight swept across at will, then moved back in the next second, quickly drew out two pieces from the inside and overlapped them, and then took a flashlight.

After the paper overlaps, some letters will disappear, and some letters will form new words with the letters on the paper above, and connect them into new words and sentences.

Chu Zheng looked at the documents on the table, his eyes dimmed.

With advanced technology, people will forget the original encryption method.

Chu Zheng thought of the document she hadn't deciphered yet, and now he also had a new idea.

-

Fengyan returned home and found that the living room was occupied by two huge bookshelves, and many books and papers were thrown in a mess on the ground.

Chu Zheng was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a book.

He was silent and closed the door: "How did you get in."

"Your little password can't help me." Chu Zheng snapped the book and closed the book: "Are you really going to shut me out?"

"..."

Fengyan was very angry at the time, so he changed the password.

But he also knew that with her skill, cracking the code was just a breeze.

Does he really want to catch Chuzheng away?

He shouldn't want to...

It was just to scare her.

But they ignored him at all.

Fengyan changed the subject: "Where did this bookshelf come from?"

"Moved back."

"...What's the use?" Move to his living room!

"Simpson Fergus' bookshelf." I don't know what's the use, so I moved it back anyway.

"..."

Fengyan didn't want Chu Zheng to find it, so he sent someone to find those people.

But obviously Chuzheng moves faster.

Fengyan walked to the shelf and scanned the books on the shelf: "Is this the person we are looking for?"

"Ok."

From the gap between the bookshelves, Fengyan saw a dark thing on the opposite side, hanging on the stairs.

He held his mind and asked as calmly as possible: "So... what is that?"

Chuzheng looked over, his eyes calm and quiet: "I want to know too, so I brought him back."

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