Trafford’s Trading Club

The monitoring of jes private a has been carried out for two or three days. She found that the family was only occupied at night, and the two residents did not spend much time talking and had no useful information at all.

The monitor is installed in the shoe cabinet at the entrance, so what can be heard is actually very limited.

In the past two or three days, I still figured out the family's coming and going habits, so Jes took advantage of no one to sneak in at noon.

This kind of door lock of an ordinary house has not become an obstacle to Jes's privacy. After gently closing the door, Jess A first checked the previously installed monitors. After finding that there were no problems, she began to further install more instruments in the house.

The first choice place is naturally the room.

The experienced female detective skillfully completed the layout of Deputy Editor Ren Ren's room, and after carefully checking whether there were any available clues, she went to Luo Qiu's room.

For Jes A, who has many years of experience in the industry, it is easy to see a person's personality from the layout of a room.

For example, in the woman's room that has just been decorated, clothes are placed everywhere, and the things on the table look more like mass graves. As a woman, there are almost no cosmetics, and the only ones are just care products. This is a very strange life. A casual and random woman.

In addition, there is half a pack of women's cigarettes stored in the closet, and there are some traces of cigarette ash remaining on the edge of the window sill in the room. This woman would hide in the room and smoke, and there is a reason for fear of being caught. But she still hides in her room and smokes... so she probably still has a rebellious mentality.

The source of this psychology should come from the owner of another room in this house, that is, the person who plays the role of son in this family.

It was not beyond Jes Private A's expectation that even a woman like Ren Ziling, who looked quite bad, would be afraid... This son's room was unusually neat. Not only did it not have any odor, it even had a special fragrance.

This is not the smell of a cologne that men would use, more like a perfume that women would use.

The quilts were folded quite neatly, and there was hardly any dust on the table, by the window, or even under the bed. Even clothes and even socks were folded and stored.

There are no pornographic magazines... The computer is not encrypted and can be opened at will. There is no record of browsing bad websites. Most of them are forum discussion areas with very few speech records. Most of the computer disks are documentaries. There are no games, except for a large number of audio files.

The entire desktop is the background that comes with the system. There are only a few icons on the desktop: My Computer, Recycle Bin, and My Documents.

"Is this really a boy's room?"

For a moment, Jess privately even had the illusion that the owner of this room might be a gay.

The room was so silent that it even made Jess feel like he had walked into a prison. "No wonder women are so awed..."

But she also understood to some extent that the woman in the opposite room probably did not have a high status in the family... But for Jess, it was a very difficult choice to install instruments in such a neat room.

Everything here should be wiped frequently, which means that the owner of the room knows everything about his room and can even feel it wherever he touches it.

She has already had contact with Luo Qiu. The simple contact made her feel that this wave was more difficult to deal with than people of the same age. Even in this room, the feeling of Jes' private a is particularly strong.

She even had the feeling that she was trapped in an extremely monotonous prison when she walked in here... Everything here even brought an inexplicable and huge pressure to her.

Subconsciously, she felt like she wanted to escape from the room. But the work must be done.

Under the bed would have been the best choice, but considering the owner of this room is a freak who can even clean under the bed... pass!

Is it inside the main computer box...it's an all-in-one computer! !

Ceiling... no ceiling! ! The pillow...the cotton inside is so good at soundproofing...pass!

The top of the air conditioner hanger... There is no air conditioner in this room? Is this guy not afraid of heat? ? Not even a fan?

The socket... no, it's prone to pry marks. With this wave of care, it may not be discovered... pass!

"I'm actually going to be defeated by a room?"

Jes private a suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly. She took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions and opened the closet. Since everywhere there is a risk of being easily discovered, choose to put it in the pocket of your winter clothes.

But as soon as he opened the closet, Jes felt a sense of embarrassment, "!!"

All winter clothes are packed into vacuum bags! !

Was there any mistake? ?

Could it be that she installed a bug and had to vacuum-pack the clothes all over again... The important thing is, where is the vacuum machine used for packaging? ?

"What's this."

A rectangular box in the closet attracted Jes A's attention.

Contained inside was an instrument...a saxophone.

jes privately stroked the instrument gently, his eyes rested on the words engraved on it, and he suddenly seemed to have forgotten that he was still in the target person's room.

She just stared blankly and murmured: "Ye Yan, where are you?"

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"Master, are you planning to visit Mr. Ye next?" Youye asked at this time.

Luo Qiu pondered for a while and said, "Wait for me here. I'll go and sacrifice the gold for this transaction first."

Letting Youye stay in the club's lobby for the time being, Luo Qiu went to the negative three floors of the club alone. But Luo Qiu did not perform the sacrifice immediately.

He looked at this altar that made him feel omnipotent for a long time, and then slowly spoke.

Question: What is the soul essence of Black Water.

Response: Purchasing this piece of information requires deducting one hundred years of life. Do you want to purchase it?

Luo Qiu shook his head.

The price of this piece of information was so high that he was secretly surprised, but while he was surprised, he also seemed somewhat relieved that Blackwater had spent everything as trading funds in exchange for a ten-second change in the club's stance.

Just to know the essence of this soul, he would have to spend a hundred years of his life... What kind of value did Heishui's soul have to obtain these ten seconds?

"These ten seconds may really bring a new future to the demon clan. Blackwater..."

Luo Qiu pondered for a moment.

He walked back and forth slowly in front of the altar. Suddenly, Luo Qiu stopped. He spread out his palm, and from his palm, a gold and silver card began to pour out bit by bit.

This is something found in the stone statue of Taixuan Huanzhen Taoist Temple. Youye has already told him about black cards, white cards, etc. in the club. Luo Qiu didn't think You Ye was hiding anything... This thing in the stone statue had naturally existed longer than You Ye, and she probably didn't know it either.

But this thing must come from the club, and the altar naturally knows it.

But just when Luo Qiu was about to inquire about this strange gold and silver card, this strange, cold altar had a slight change that was different from the past!

Along with a slight rumbling sound, not only did something as black as ink, flowing, and water like emerge from the altar, but it even slowly floated up... (To be continued.)