Turn on the light.

The house is still the same, but it has been covered with a layer of dust because no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Li Bing looked at all the rooms one by one, but didn't see any abnormality. He walked back to the living room and asked, "Mr. Bian, will I clean it for you?"

Bian Xuedao touched the coffee table casually: "No, you and Mu Long go back and rest, come and pick me up tomorrow morning."

Li Bing said: "Let Mu Long go back, I'll be guarding downstairs. If you have any questions, call me."

Bian Xuedao patted Li Bing's shoulder and said, "You go back too, take a good rest for a night. There will be no trouble here."

Understanding Bian Xuedao's character and saying that it is not necessary, Li Bing walked past the door and said, "Then I'll come here to pick you up tomorrow morning."

He saw Li Bing away, locked both doors, left the key in the keyhole, walked to the window, pulled up the curtains, then walked into the bathroom, found the rag and mop, and started working.

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When I was working in the Taoist labour, eight eyes in the opposite building were staring at the windows of "House No. 3".

Opposite the street of "No. 3 House" are two small high-rise buildings, one on the left, one on the left, one on the right, one on the right, one on the right.

Yang Tianwu's men rented a house on the 9th floor on the left, specifically monitoring the opposite side to learn Taoism.

Zhu Tianyang rented a house on the 10th floor on the right, and was also watching the Taoist side.

Before November 8, the two groups of people in charge of surveillance were almost crazy.

They don’t know the significance of surveillance here, and how long they will stay here. More importantly, the lights on the target room opposite have never been on, like a forgotten corner, and it seems that they will never think of it again.

Finally, the lights in the window opposite were on.

Through the curtains, you can see someone walking around the room.

However, a few minutes later, the two excited groups fell into a daze at the same time - they didn't know what they should monitor.

Neither Yang Tianwu nor Zhu Tianyang gave the people below specific tasks, but asked them to monitor the movements in the target room and record the observed information.

All right……

Then record it normally.

The two groups were in groups of two, one stood behind the curtain and observed with a telescope, and the other recorded on paper with a pen.

This monitoring method is old, but safe.

Both Yang Tianwu and Zhu Tianyang were very afraid of learning Taoism. They knew that learning Taoism was a cruel and ruthless person, so they did not dare to install eavesdropping machines in the house where learning Taoism was, because in that case, the nature would completely change.

Installing a wiretap device, once Bian Xuedao is detected, and then following clues, personal stolen goods and captures them, the matter will be beyond the controllable range. Even with the ability of Yang Tianwu and Zhu Tianyang, it is impossible to say that they can withstand Bian Xuedao's anger.

After all, Bian Xuedao’s methods of dealing with Tong Yungui are too weird and violent, which makes people who know the inside story feel scared every time they think of it.

The 9th floor surveillance room.

The observer standing in front of the window whispered: "The goal is to return home between 8:25 and 8:30."

"At 8:41, the target S600 left, and two bodyguards left."

"Starting at 8:45, the target kept walking around the house and couldn't see the rules."

"At 9:50, the target sat down..."

10th floor surveillance room.

The observer standing in front of the window looked at the telescope for a while and said, "The bodyguard has left. Bian Xuedao is going to spend the night in the house. He actually cleans himself... still cleaning... still cleaning..."

At the same time, Hangzhou "stayed the park".

Zhu Tianyang practiced calligraphy in the study, and he wrote Cao Cao's "The Turtle's Longevity".

"Although the divine turtle is alive, the plan is finally time. The snake rides on the fog and eventually becomes ashes of soil."

Just as the old butler knocked on the door and walked in.

"Second Master, Songjiang wrote a letter, Bian Xuedao has returned to the nest."

Zhu Tianyang, who was standing at the table and writing, seemed to have not heard it, and his pen tip kept going.

"The old horse is in the stable and has ambitions for thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their old age and have great ambitions."

Having written this, Zhu Tianyang held his pen and looked at the words. After reading for a while, dipped it in ink, he continued to write: "The period of prosperity and shrinkage is not only in the sky. The blessing of nourishing and enjoying happiness can bring eternal life."

After writing the word "Nian", Zhu Tianyang put his pen on the inkstone and raised his hand to greet the old housekeeper and said, "Let's see?, how about this calligraphy today?"

The old butler walked closer, stared at the words on the table for more than 10 seconds, and said without hesitation: "The second master is not calm today, which is worse than the one last week."

Zhu Tianyang picked up the towel by the table and wiped his hands while saying, "Fortunately, you are by my side and tell the truth."

The old butler heard this and bowed slightly, but did not answer the conversation.

He walked to the coffee table and sat down, poured a cup of tea, took it to his nose and smelled it. Zhu Tianyang asked, "What else did Songjiang's secret whistle say?"

The old housekeeper said: "They said Bian Xuedao was cleaning the room and it had been cleaning for an hour."

Zhu Tianyang was stunned at first when he heard this, and then laughed: "He is really a wonderful person."

The old housekeeper said: "The secret whistle asked what to do next?"

Zhu Tianyang waved his hand gently and said, "Keep hidden and continue to observe."

After pondering for a few seconds, the old housekeeper said: "The people on Yang Tianwu's side are a threat after all."

Zhu Tianyang took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup and said, "After all, it's a public family. If you can stay still, don't move them. However, if you find that they have dangerous actions, you can try to obstruct them. If necessary, give Bian Xuedao warnings."

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Songjiang.

All the lights in "House No. 3" are on, and they are very bright.

The house is quite large, and it took Bian Xuedao a person to clean up for more than an hour before he could clean the house. Although it is still a distance from the bright windows and clean windows, it is already possible to live in it.

After washing his face, Bian Xuedao sat at the desk, took out the laptop he brought back from the company, turned on the computer, and clicked on the "Invincible Legend" icon on the desktop.

This is a habit of Bian Xuedao. He has to go in and play every new game in the company.

He can not only give some suggestions to the game project department, but also put some pressure on his subordinates, killing two birds with one stone.

Entering the game, choose the profession first. The four professions of warriors, assassin, mage, and Taoist priests, learn Taoism habitually choose the assassin, because Wang Yinan had already said during the meeting that the assassin in "The Legend of Invincible" can stealth like the thief in "World of Warcraft".

>Attack violence, you can choose the attack time, this is Bian Xuedao's favorite game profession.

The game begins.

The first impression is pretty good. The HDR (high dynamic light rendering) effect makes the picture very strong. It can be seen that the R&D team has put in the effort on the picture. Then, it was upgraded to more than 10 levels in one go along with the task pathfinding mode. The interface without experience bars looks very novel, and the skills are gorgeous and the sense of impact are also good.

After testing the assassin profession, Bian Xuedao began to test the general, and then the mage...

When he was testing the mage, Bian Xuedao found several unsatisfactory places. He looked around and wanted to find paper and pen to record his own modification opinions and ideas. After all, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Now he thinks well, and he may not forget it tomorrow morning.

There was no paper or pen on the desk, so I had to get up and search on the bookshelf.

When he found the pen holder on the upper floor of the bookshelf and bent down to find the manuscript paper, Bian Xuedao was suddenly stunned - he saw his black-skinned diary standing between a pile of books.

He took out the diary with a serious expression and opened it. It was indeed the diary that recorded the prophet's information.

But the problem is...

Bian Xuedao clearly remembered that the black-skin diary was placed horizontally in the bottom grid of the bookshelf. He would never remember this mistake. Moreover, before leaving last time, he confirmed the location of the diary.

Now, the diary has changed its place.
Chapter completed!