Tangling with the Western Commander
Chapter 474: 471

Chapter 474: Chapter 471

At the end of these words, the two people on the other end paused for a moment in their movements. One of them, lowering his voice, said, “Sorry, we still need some more time.”

Saying this, they continued with their work.

Meanwhile, Wen Xian idly watched them, made a phone call and then leisurely walked toward the sofa to sit down.

One of the repairmen, upon seeing her actions, seemed to glance back at her occasionally from the corner of his eye.

Wen Xian’s call connected: “Hello?”

At that moment, a man’s voice came through the phone, asking,

“Hello, this is 110. Do you need assistance right now?”

Wen Xian, noticing the person at the entrance looking over, lowered her eyes and said with a light laugh, “Yes, your item is left here with me, come over to my place to pick it up.”

Upon hearing this, there was a moment of pause on the other end of the line, followed by another confirmation:

“Miss, are you currently in an inconvenient situation? Is there someone with you?”

Wen Xian laughed again, playing with her beautiful nails, replied unhurriedly,

“Yes, you still remember my address, right? But it’s been almost half a year since you last came, Tomson Yipin * Block * Unit, make sure you don’t get it wrong. I’ll be waiting for you.”

The person on the other end of the line immediately said, “Alright, miss, we will dispatch our nearest officer right away!”

After acknowledging with a word, Wen Xian hung up the call, but she didn’t put down her phone and continued to pretend to be on a call.

After all, as long as she was on the phone, these two wouldn’t dare to come up and do anything.

By doing this, she was also giving the police some time.

Yes, after recording the evidence, she had called the police directly. What if the property management was also bribed?

Thus, she could only trust the police.

Now, when Wen Xian looked over again, she met the gaze of someone looking her way.

The person was wearing a mask, and their eyes appeared somewhat gloomy.

However, they quickly averted their gaze.

But the subtleties of eye contact between people are very delicate, and it was easy to notice what was off. One of the repairmen unconsciously gripped a screwdriver tighter in his hand.

Just at that moment, Wen Xian, while rummaging through her bag and holding her phone, put her old skills to work, pretending to be on a call:

“Hey? Sister Ling, I think I’ve lost something, could I have left it somewhere?”

As soon as she said this, the repairmen on the other side tensed up, pretending to be busy but their ears were tuned to every move on this side.

Wen Xian glanced at them, thinking of the item she had guessed at and simply said directly,

“What else could it be but that USB drive, the file you gave me needs to be copied, it’s silver, not big, and I haven’t used it yet.”

While saying this, she observed the two men closely.

Sure enough, upon hearing these words, both repairmen’s movements involuntarily paused for a moment.

They were clearly distracted.

Wen Xian: “…”

When she spoke again, she feigned helplessness: “What? I left it at the film set?”

Whatever was said on the other end made her sigh:

“Never mind, never mind, if it’s lost, it’s lost, I haven’t used it anyway, and it doesn’t contain our data; I’ll just buy another one.”

At these words, the two men by the door: “…”

Finally, Wen Xian finished her phone call and stood up, then walked towards the entrance.

The two men at the door tensed up inexplicably.

Wen Xian looked at them—