Feng Jian was thirsty and got out of bed to pour water, and suddenly heard the woman calling not far from the door, and vaguely heard that the content of the conversation should be reporting something to Mr. Lu.

She leaned over and listened carefully, as if she was waiting for Lu Zexiao to appear.

After the woman hung up the phone, Feng Jian lay down on the bed and pretended to be asleep without bothering to drink water. She came in and took a look at herself before leaving.

Kazami felt more and more that this place was weird, and felt that if he didn't go out, he would be consumed to death here.

Even though there are good food and drinks every day, there is someone to accompany you when you leave the room, and there is a doctor to see you when you are sick, everything is perfect, but from the bottom of my heart, this is a place without a sense of security.

She tried her best to think of a way, thinking about how to get out, feeling that her mind was a mess.

Kazami took a bottle of water and poured it on his face, trying to wake himself up.

It really worked, Fengjian thought of a way to call the woman, she wanted to turn the passive situation into an active one.

The woman was standing in front of Kazami respectfully at this time, asking about her physical condition.

"Are you all right?"

Fengjian smiled slightly, her ruddy complexion looked very energetic, but only she knew that her body was weak.

"Dong Lu asked me to stay here because he wanted to know Lu Zexiao's whereabouts through me, but he never told me, and your delay in letting me leave also proves that he has never contacted me. But why are you so passive? You can contact him and ask him where he is for you."

The woman's eyes lit up, but she couldn't decide on this matter.

"I need to ask Director Lu what he means on this matter."

"good."

Feng Jian watched the woman contact Mr. Lu, and then the woman hung up and gave her her cell phone.

"You use my mobile phone to call Mr. Qianlu."

Kazami refused, and she pushed away the woman's cell phone.

"I see that you have spent a lot of time on this matter. If anyone can contact Lu Zexiao, then what do you want me to do? Unless it is my number to contact him, he may answer."

The woman hesitated, then left.

After a while, she came back with Kazami's mobile phone, "Okay, you come to contact me."

When Feng Jian got the mobile phone, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. After using her mobile phone for so long, she was most familiar with it. This mobile phone was just a mobile phone of the same model as hers, and all the settings were copied exactly.

She turned the phone over and looked at it, and the woman's gaze faltered for a moment.

When Feng Jian saw this situation, she was even more sure that it was not her mobile phone, and there was a small scratch on her camera lens, which most people would not notice. This phone does not.

The other party must have replaced her mobile phone card into this mobile phone that looks exactly like her own mobile phone, and then everything she does is recorded and backed up.

Guessing this situation, Kazami thought of a way to deal with it.

...

She didn't want to really contact Lu Zexiao, she just needed a chance to go out.

Kazami pressed a string of numbers, which were not saved in the phone.

The woman stopped her as soon as she saw it, "Didn't you contact Mr. Qianlu, the address book has it, why do you have to dial a number by yourself."

Feng Jian looked proudly at the woman and said exaggeratedly, "You forgot what our relationship is? Isn't it normal to have a contact method that others don't know!"