The first one, no!

The second room, no!

The third room is the study, and there is no one in it!

Fang Buwei looked down patiently.

There are a total of five rooms on the third floor, and Fang Buwei listened to them all, and there was no Ji Yunqing in it.

Sure enough, what "I have been sleeping in the study" and "living on the third floor with my family"......

This is purely the smoke bomb released by Ji Yunqing.

Fang Buwei even doubted that most of the disciples in this building didn't know where their master would sleep tonight.

No wonder such a big building is full of living rooms, Ji Yunqing didn't even have a decent living room, and when he received guests, he put them all in the study?

It's all used to hide people's eyes.

Fang Buwei gently slid to the second floor and began to listen one by one again.

Got it!

In the second room on the second floor, Ji Yunqing slept there.

Two people slept inside.

A snoring patient with senile bronchitis has a hissing sound that is characteristic of phlegm.

The other is chest breathing, which is undoubtedly a woman.

In addition, there is a smell of sake mixed with fat powder.

Fang Buwei couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up.

Ji Yunqing is over seventy, and his wife has died early.

Are you really old and strong?

Fang Buwei praised and pushed the window lattice with his fingers.

The window moved forward a little, making a soft "lattice" sound.

This is the sound of the latch touching the jack.

The windows were shut.

Fang Buwei touched the back of his waist and took out a steel wire as thin as a cow's hair, as well as a dagger as thin as a page.

They are all good things that are specially used to pick locks.

At most, a minute later, the latch was not lifted.

He pushed with his finger, and there was a soft "ah" sound, and the window responded.

The woman may have slept relatively lightly, and when she heard the movement, she turned over gently.

Fang Buwei flashed back like a fly, and before the woman could turn over, he had already missed the window and stood behind the wall.

After turning over, the woman subconsciously opened her eyes and saw the gently braking curtains.

"People are always afraid of the wind, and they can't open the window......"

The woman subconsciously remembered that before going to bed last night, she said that she was bored and wanted to open the window, what her godfather told her.

Well...... Blown away by the wind?

The woman chuckled, rolled over and got out of bed, ready to close the window.

Hell, why is your luck so bad?

No matter how powerful Ji Yunqing is, he is over seventy, how can he sing every night?

This woman must have been a dancer brought back from a nightclub temporarily.

But bring it, and bring one to sleep so lightly, with such a strong intuition, and with such a delicate heart?

Ordinary people, when they hear the movement, at most they open their eyes, glance at them in a daze, and continue to sleep, where do they care if the window is open?

What is the skin and meat business?

It's a shame not to be a police officer......

Fang Buwei knew that if he didn't do it again, he would have to return in vain tonight.

With this woman here, he couldn't take Ji Yunqing's head silently.

When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic!

Before the woman reached the window, she didn't move.

There was a "squeak", and the two windows opened wider and wider.

Well, where does the wind come from?

The woman just muttered, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

With such a light wind, how could it be possible to blow the windows without even blowing the curtains?

The woman's mind had just given birth to such a thought, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind the curtain.

Person......

The woman's face turned pale, her eyes protruded, and her mouth was just halfway open, but she felt a pain in her head, and she didn't know anything.

It's dangerous!

Fang Buwei secretly exhaled and gently put the fainted woman on the ground.

In his early twenties, he was dressed in heavy makeup and was still naked......

No matter how beautiful a woman is, in the eyes of Fang Buwei at this time, she is almost like half a fan of pork.

After getting the woman, Fang Buwei walked to the bed again.

Ji Yunqing was snoring, because of the accumulation of phlegm, and the hiss of "Hehe" in his throat, he didn't feel uncomfortable when he listened to it, so he wanted to cough twice on the spot.

He suppressed the discomfort in his throat, took out another towel, and gently covered Ji Yunqing's mouth and nose.

Sending you on your way!

Fang Buwei said softly.

The special drug made Ji Yunqing completely fall into a coma in a moment.

Next, it is natural to let the party do nothing.

With Lu Ying's lesson, Fang Buwei deliberately doubled the dosage, and during the whole process, Ji Yunqing didn't say a word.

For this kind of sinner whose hands are full of blood, such a way of dying is somewhat cheap.

But Fang Buwei not only wants revenge, but also has a greater significance of deterrence.

Those who have already become traitors, and those who are preparing to become traitors, must be able to think about what kind of ending their final selves will be when they are working for the Japanese and mutilating their compatriots.

When Ji Yunqing's heart completely stopped beating, Fang Bu didn't do the same, tore down the curtains, wrote a few big characters, hung it on Ji Yunqing's body, and hung the rope out of the window.

As before, there were still two grenades, one behind the door and one on the corpse.

It's just to let Ji Yunqing for a while, at least before the reporter finishes taking photos, no one dares to dismantle his body.

It's different from the last time I killed Lu Ying.

This building is full of bodyguards and Qinggang disciples with guns, so Fang Buwei does not dare to be careless.

He only destroyed the footprints left on the eaves, but he didn't have time to deal with the other traces.

But it doesn't matter, even if it is found by the police or Akagi's relatives, it doesn't matter how the assassin sneaked into the Ji Mansion this time.

No one dares to believe that there really are people in this world who fly on the eaves and walk on the walls and walk on the snow without a trace.

Succeed with flying colors!

Hearing the movement of the system, it was like seeing countless gold coins fall into his pocket, which made Fang Buwei feel extremely comfortable.

Sure enough, whether there is pleasure or not is the most important thing, and responsibility is only secondary......

Before leaving, Fang Buwei hadn't forgotten to close the window.

Finally, he glanced at the naked dancer again.

It was the same last time I killed Lu Ying, and it was a bunch of ......

It is estimated that tomorrow's Paramount will suffer again.

Akagi would definitely suspect that this assassin was specifically staring at the big world, a large entertainment venue like Paramount, waiting for an opportunity to find a target.

It's really just a coincidence.

I don't know if Song Ziwen would complain about himself if he knew that he was making trouble for Miss Sheng Qi.

The big boss of Paramount, in addition to Gu Liancheng, there is also Miss Sheng Qi.

is the Miss Sheng Qi who has been entangled in love and hate with Song Ziwen for more than ten years.

Her father was recognized as a red-top businessman in the late Qing Dynasty and the richest man in China.

The original richest man was Hu Xueyan, who was forced to fall by Sheng Huaixuan, and ended up in poverty.

In later generations, the famous government-run and private consortium "Investment Promotion Department" is the industry of the Sheng family, and it is only one of them.

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