Chapter 903 Tingting, I Have Super Powers (7)

"Huh?" Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment, unable to react to Su Zhinian's words.

"Mobile phone, I mean where is your mobile phone?"

"Oh." Song Qingchun hurriedly ran out of the bathroom, and soon came back with his cell phone.

Su Zhinian took the phone, clicked on WeChat, and asked, "You haven't deleted the message, have you?"

"No..." As soon as Song Qingchun finished her words, she heard Tang Nuan's voice rang in the bathroom: "Bao, yes, Bao, record, record..."

Song Qingchun didn't understand why Su Zhinian was talking to her about recording issues, so she ran to listen to Tang Nuan's WeChat messages. She frowned and couldn't help but look at Su Zhinian, who was concentrating on playing Tang Nuan's recording repeatedly. After thinking about it, he said softly: "Is there any problem?"

Su Zhinian was silent for a long time with a cold expression. He did not answer Song Qingchun's inquiry, but directly asked other questions: "Where is your bag?"

Song Qingchun blinked: "What bag?"

"Where are your bags?" Su Zhinian asked in more detail.

"The dressing room..."

Before Song Qingchun could finish her words, Su Zhinian had already rushed to the locker room. She quickly followed. As soon as she stepped into the locker room, she heard Su Zhinian ask: "Do you remember when I took you to the orphanage?" On that day, which bag were you carrying?"

Song Qingchun had a lot of bags, and most of them were different every day. If asked about other days, she might not be able to think of them, but she clearly remembered the bag she carried on the day she went to the orphanage.

Because, before she went out that morning, her sister-in-law Fang Rou stopped her and gave her a new bag.

Song Qingchun looked around the display cabinet and pointed to the third seat from the left in the second row: "That one."

"LV?" Su Zhinian glanced at the brand and asked.

Song Qingchun nodded.

Su Zhinian walked forward without saying a word, picked up the bag, then opened the zipper and rummaged around.

"What are you looking for?" Song Qingchun stepped forward and asked confused.

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, unzipped every zipper of the bag, and finally took out a button-sized listening device from the innermost pocket of the bag.

Song Qingchun's eyes suddenly opened to their maximum size. She vaguely seemed to understand something, but she still opened her mouth in disbelief and stammered: "Why, how could there be such a thing in my bag?" ?”

Su Zhinian pursed his lips tightly and ignored Song Qingchun. Instead, he first pulled out the electronics from behind the bug, and then said, "Did you buy this bag, or who gave it to me?"

Song Qingchun's face was pale, and he took several deep breaths before saying, "This is a gift from my sister-in-law."

Sister-in-law? Fang Rou?

Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian looked at each other. Although they said nothing, in the next second, they turned around and ran out of the bedroom door.

They first went to Fang Rou's bedroom, which was empty, and then went downstairs, but there was still no sign of Fang Rou.

After asking the servant, I found out that Fang Rou had never returned home from last night to now...

Song Qingchun quickly walked to the landline and pressed Fang Rou's phone. The other party's phone had been turned off.

Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun looked at each other. Su Zhinian pointed upstairs. Song Qingchun returned to the bedroom with him with a calm expression.