Chapter 67 of interest
William Bryan's expression.
He seldom saw Charlee Ford unhappy, and she never lost her temper, no matter how bad she was towards her.
Although she is a fool, she is cheerful every day.
William Bryan took off his coat, handed it to the servant, and walked towards Charlee Ford's room.
He knocked on the door and said, "Open the door."
There was a rustle inside, and then Charlee Ford opened the door.
Her face is not very good-looking, somewhat pale, wearing a thin long sleeve, looking slender and fragile.
"Haven't eaten all day?" William Bryan asked, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
Charlee Ford nodded, sipped his lips, and looked somewhat stubborn: "Husband..."
She looked as if she was about to cry.
William Bryan walked into her room. Her room layout was very sweet and dreamy, like a style that children would like.
He sat on the sofa, looked up and asked her, "What happened?"
Charlee Ford shrugged his nose and leaned toward him with grievance. "Why do everyone scold me? I'm so sad. They all say I killed my bad aunt."
William Bryan's expression.
All this time, he has been busy dealing with Maggie Ford's mother and daughter.
He was caught off guard by the sudden deaths of two people.
He even doubted the truth of the matter.
So he has been investigating with Fred.
It's ignoring Charlee Ford's side.
"I'll take care of this matter." William Bryan spoke faintly.
"Woo-woo, husband, do everyone think I am a bad child?" More than ninety ninety "fear" hugged William Bryan's waist and said in his arms.
She was just trying to pretend.
After all, if Maggie Ford had an accident, she would inevitably make William Bryan suspicious if she didn't respond.
This man was originally suspicious.
But what she didn't expect was that after she finished this sentence with grievance, a soft touch suddenly fell on her head.
She didn't stretch for a moment and looked up in disbelief.
William Bryan looked very unnatural. He put a hand on her head and rubbed her fluffy hair.
He coughed clearly: "It's okay, let me solve it."
The comforting appearance was clumsy, which made Charlee Ford feel a little funny.
But in my heart, there is a strange warm current.
William Bryan... This man is quite nice sometimes.
"Husband is really good. Charlee likes her husband best." If she is sweet, she will come with her mouth open.
But I didn't see a flash of consternation in William Bryan's eyes.
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At eight o'clock the next night, Charlee Ford returned to the room early and locked the door.
She arranged everything in advance, quickly changed her appearance, opened the window and slipped out.
Since William Bryan dispelled more than half of her doubts, the monitoring of the Bryans Villa has been relaxed a lot.
She left the Bryans with ease and hurried to the place agreed with the 13th Genius.
The Dongcheng suburb is currently a place under development.
Basically, it is full of construction sites at first glance, and the city walls are piled up with bricks and tiles, forming a very good place.
Very good... a place to do something unknown.
She opened the location and tracked down the 13th genius.
However, when I turned the corner, I saw a familiar figure. The man looked cold and lonely, as if he were a white lotus in the prosperous times.
Most importantly, she actually knows this person. !
Impressively is the "Annabelle" who took her body double task before.
She couldn't believe it, and her eyes were so complicated that she didn't speak.
It was the man who took the lead in opening his mouth, and he looked at his spare time: "There is no way to recover from the mountains and heavy waters."
Charlee Ford: "…"
She grinded her molar teeth. "Why are you again? Don't tell me that you can take over the autopsy?"
"Hey, what a coincidence, I just can answer it." The man sighed, as if very helpless.
Charlee Ford glared at him.
But he has taken over all the tasks, and she can only trust him now.
"Come with me." Charlee Ford took him to the car.
The tall man is very obedient and follows her like an entourage.
Charlee Ford gave him a brief exhortation on the road, and then asked him, "How is your skill, won't you hold me back?"
The man threw her a reassuring look.
After a while, he leaned in curiously: "Miss Charles, do you know why I took over both tasks?"
Charlee Ford glanced at him warily: "There is a non-disclosure agreement on the website."
The implication is that I don't want him to inquire too much.
However, the man leaned back and didn't seem to mind her threat, but it was more meaningful: "I have been interested in you since I went back last time."
Charlee Ford's brow twisted.
"Yes, yes, I became interested in you, so I just... made a little investigation." The man suddenly gave Shi Ran a smile, which made people feel somewhat indistinguishable between male and female.
At the same time, it's a little gloomy.
"This is not what you should do," Charlee Ford's eyebrows are cold. "When the task is completed, I will report you to the website."
"Tut, hear me out," the man shook his head disapprovingly. "Although I investigated you, I didn't mean any harm to you, but I was purely curious about your identity."
"But I don't know if I don't investigate. It turns out that your identity is so interesting."
"Do you think so, Miss Charlee Ford?"
The man raised his eyebrows and his tone was teasing.
"Squeak--"
The sound of braking suddenly poured into their ears.
Because of inertia, the man moved forward.
However, before he could sit firmly, a dagger reached his throat.
Charlee Ford looked at him with a blank face. "You are no match for me."
The man looked pale and raised his hand slowly. "Don't be impulsive, I mean no harm, otherwise I would have told William Bryan, wouldn't I?"
His eyes are sincere.
Charlee Ford stared at him, looked at each other for a moment, and slowly withdrew the dagger.
"What are you investigating me for?"
"Just curious," the man breathed a sigh of relief. "Besides... I'm from Boston, too."
"Hmm?" Charlee Ford gave him a cold glance and restarted the car.
The man dialed the broken hair in front of his forehead: "Nothing, anyway, after this mission, I will quit the website with a high probability. Ms. Maggie should be regarded as an unpleasant encounter."
Charlee Ford sneered. "Better be what you said."
Before long, the car stopped at the side door of a funeral home.
Funeral homes are built away from the city, surrounded by windy winds and few people come and go.
Tall trees cast dark shadows on one side, which made the environment slightly chilly.
The man "tut" and opened the door to get off.
Charlee Ford had observed the terrain and set the dive route long before.