I have no women's clothing here
After Liuyun's explanation, Li Qiao probably also knew the ins and outs.
The young man who passed away was named Huan Qingyu, an engineer.
He won the National Gold Award in the college artificial intelligence competition when he was less than twenty years old.
Later, he joined the intelligent team under Yanhuang and served as the team leader of the AI engineering group.
However, the thin man in Bisei Garden accidentally contracted a drug, so he betrayed Qingyu to his opponent in the Yanhuang Group because the other party was able to provide him with high-purity drugs to relieve drug addiction.
In the end, the 23-year-old Qingyu refused to disclose the core technology of the smart team, which led to anger at the family and tortured him to death.
At this moment, after listening to Liu Yun's explanation, Li Qiao thought of Huizi inadvertently.
They are all the same young and equally outstanding.
Li Qiao's eyes were dim and her tone was deep, "It sounds like the man in the green garden is more damned."
At this time, Liu Yun sneered, "Even if he wants to die, it's not that easy."
Li Qiao couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and her eyes flashed: "Is it because I was sent to the dark hall?"
On the day she first saw it, she had heard of this place from Shang Yu's mouth.
When the words were over, Liu Yun's expression changed slightly, and he walked a few steps before facing the door stall not far away, saying: "Miss Li, the room is here."
Li Qiao didn't say a word, glanced at Liuyun, and paced forward and opened the door.
Where is the hidden hall?
It is really mysterious to make Liuyun hear the color change.
...
Half an hour later, Li Qiao walked out of the shower room of the guest room wrapped in bath towels.
She picked up the phone while wiping her hair, and there were two missed calls, both of which were from her brother Mo Qi.
Li Qiao threw the towel on the sofa and called back to Mo Qi.
"Xiao Li, where have you been? The servant of the other hall said that you left early and it was raining. Is there anything important?" Mo Qi's tone was slightly nervous from the receiver.
Li Qiao wiped off the drops of water on her chin with the back of her hand, and faintly replied, "There is indeed something wrong, you can help me talk to the teacher, and I will see him another day."
Mo Qi was quiet for a few seconds, then nodded in a serene manner, "Okay, then pay attention to your own safety. Also, the teacher asked me to tell you that if you want to start everything, it's no big deal. Living well is better than anything else."
"Well, well, I'm hanging up."
Li Qiao put down the phone, her eyes fell on the light gray wall opposite, tugged at the corner of her mouth, and continued to wipe her hair.
When her hair was half dry, Li Qiao put on her clothes and went downstairs.
In the living room, Shang Yu was wearing simple and comfortable gray home clothes, sitting on the sofa with his legs folded and talking on the phone.
Hearing Qing Qian's footsteps, he glanced lightly and said "this is the first" and put down the phone.
"Why didn't you change your clothes?" Shang Yu asked as Li Qiao was still dressed in black and black pants.
Li Qiao came to the opposite side of him indifferently, and when he took the seat, he raised his legs casually, and his tone was calm: "The clothes are in the management center, and I didn't bring them up the mountain."
Hearing the sound, Shang Yu twisted his fingertips, leaned over and took his mobile phone, and picked up the cigarette case on the side, staring at her, "What brand of clothes do I usually wear? I have someone to bring it."
Li Qiao's eyes flashed, and when he wanted to say that it was too troublesome, he saw the man lighting a thin cigar in his hand, through a thin layer of smoke, and added: "There are usually few people here, and there are no women's clothing. If you don't dislike it. Trouble, you can also ask Liuyun to accompany you back to the management center to take a trip."
There is no word for women's clothing, and it rushes into Li Qiao's ears. She lowered her eyelashes, covered the waves in her eyes, and smiled: "No, I'm not so squeamish."