Then, she pulled out the silk, pulled a corner and draped it on her body, turned to 180 degrees, and carefully looked at the light that if the silk of this color was made into a cheongsam and wore it by herself, would the color be old-fashioned?

In this way, she can basically see the situation in this silk shop.

Just as he stepped back and turned, Yao Ai found that there were indeed three suspicious men in this store.

One stands at the east end of the store, the other is at the west end, and the third is at the entrance of the store.

This kind of standing stand can monitor everyone entering the store within the maximum range, and can also successfully catch everyone they suspect.

Yao Ai sent the silk back to his hand and continued to move to the side.

Before she left, Ye Se told her what Zeng Yunfeng said that there was a small drawer for conveying information in the satin shop, under a row of shelves at the back.

Now, it may be no longer enabled, but Ye Se and Yao Ai still want to see if this small drawer still exists and whether it is still transmitting information.

Ye "se" speculated that this is the only way to involve everyone he has dated after Bai Xiong dies.

No matter how big the risk you take, you must come and test it.

The two of them also studied how to open the small drawer without compelling attention.

In this regard, Yao Ai's methods are much more than night color.

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Yao Ai was very sure.

Women's methods and means of buying things are far beyond men's imagination.

Yao Ai walked a few meters away and repeated the movement just now. After this round of movement, she gathered the two silk pieces she had just compared together to compare. In this way, she would stay in front of the silk for a while later, and her hands would put them on the shelf and "touch" back and forth.

Everything she does now is preparing for the last time.

Yao Ai continued to walk backwards, still repeating the move just now. This time, she placed the two pieces of silk she liked next to a purple-red silk sheath at the same time.

Three pieces of silk placed side by side on the shelves just pressed down on the small drawer that conveys information under the shelves.

She opened her bow left and right, pulled out half of the three pieces of silk outwards, spreading them out interlaced, some hanging off the shelves, and some being pressed by the above.

When Yao Ai pulled the top silk and put it on her body again for comparison, she drilled under the silk and gently pulled out the small drawer, and touched it bit by bit inside.

In a corner of the small drawer, she touched a small strip rolled into a roll.

With the sensitivity of the trafficker, she could detect that it was a small roll of paper.

Almost without hesitation, she clamped the small paper roll to the tip of her finger and took it out of the small drawer.

At that moment, Yao Ai only thought of one thing. What was written on this note? Who was put here? Who was going to pass it on to?

Her heart began to beat violently.

Just as she was about to pack up the silk and leave with intelligence, Yao Ai was on her back.

She was targeted.

This feeling is not the kind that seems, but is very certain.

Yao Ai suddenly realized that the mistake he made was enough to bring her a catastrophe.

Her predictions were deviated. The opponent did not take a long-term plan, but just arrested people on the spot. It was not the kind of conclusive evidence, but everyone who was suspected.

Calm, calm again.

Yao Ai ordered himself.

She turned around and let herself face the direction of the "shot" towards her eyes. Leisurely, she pulled a piece of silk again, raised her in the air, and drew a beautiful cloud, which fell on her body.

Just as the silk was floating, she used lightning to hit the small drawer and put the paper stickers clamped on the tips of her fingers back to the original place.

This action has accumulated her many years of wit, decisiveness and calmness, and has been done in one go.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed out of the few people standing opposite Yao Ai, and rushed over like a hungry tiger pounced on food. With his personal feeling, he followed the mark of his arm that was exposed on the silk and pinched Yao Ai's hand hard.

He smiled evilly: "Beautiful lady, what are you doing?"

Yao Ai screamed "Ah", with a dismal appearance, a nervous look, and a pale face.

She seemed to be frightened by the sudden appearance of people and voices.

"What are you doing? Let go!" Yao Ai scolded angrily.

"Let go?" The other party smiled fiercely, pinching Yao Ai's finger's palm and exerting force more and more force.

Yao Ai screamed again.

At this time, the man who had just stood in the other two positions had already walked to them, and both of them took out guns from their waists and pointed them at Yao Ai.

When Yao Ai saw the gun, his originally panicked expression began to calm down.

She didn't move, not looking at the gun at all, but just said to the man who was holding her palm: "Sir, if you have any misunderstandings, you might as well make it clear in front of everyone."

"Misunderstanding?" The other party laughed wildly, stretched out two fingers to pick out the silk hanging down from Yao Ai's shoulders, and raised Yao Ai's hand with his backhand, which was still pinching Yao Ai in his palm.

"Look at this beautiful lady, no, what is the beautiful underground party trafficker in his hands?" The man's voice suddenly turned vicious.

"Rareless! Are my hand you can just watch it if you want?" Yao Ai swung his other free palm suddenly, and hit the cheek of the man opposite with a "pop".

"Little prostitute's wife, you are against you, dare to hit me? I don't know how to die if I tell you to die!" The man opposite raised his palm and was about to hit Yao Ai in the face.
Chapter completed!