Chapter 171: Leaker, Black Feather Frying!

"Wei Jiajun just announced that they will build a free school in the d area, where children of ordinary people and aptitudes can enter. The teaching range covers kindergarten to high school, and kindergarten and elementary school will be managed at noon. Meal. "
Before waiting for their inquiries, Gu Mingxuan announced the answer with a dark face. He heard that everyone in the audience's face sank. They thought of running the school only yesterday. Mo Jiajun planned to announce it this morning. As a result, Wei Jiajun It was announced early in the morning. If it was a coincidence, it would be a coincidence.
"What did Wenyang say? Is it possible that they leaked the news?"
Who still has the mood to eat at this time?
Xing Feng got up and left the restaurant, Yun Che sighed helplessly, swept a cage of soup into the space, and got up to follow "You eat first, I'll check it out."
After speaking, he also followed up. Others, you look at me and I look at you, there is no appetite. The hard-planned things have been plagiarized and released in advance, who can change the heart?
"Mo Shao said that there are not many people who know about this. Except for his parents, his confidants are the only ones. It should not have been leaked by them."
Back next door, Gu Mingxuan's face was still ugly, not only because Wei Jiajun took a step ahead, but also because the news was probably leaked by them, what does that mean? It shows that they are likely to be monitored and monitored here. If the traitor is, he believes it should be impossible.
"Who were there yesterday?"
"It can't be ours."
The words were clear, and before Gu Mingxuan responded, Yun Che's stern voice sounded. Facing the eyes of the two, Yun Che went in and sat next to Xing Feng. It was also a phone call in this room, and then nobody said that, and I don't think it was our own brother who betrayed us. "
Those who can live here are basically people who have a fatal relationship with them. Yun Che will never doubt them, saying that he is blind or confident, and that they are the biggest insult to them. In that case, he also Not worthy of being their brother.
"Well, Che Che said, I finally told everyone not to talk about this outside, it should not be that they accidentally say it."
As soon as he said, Gu Mingxuan nodded in recognition. The brothers usually made fun of each other, and the importance was still clear.
"Let Wenqing check the phone line and scan a few houses to find out why."
As the boss, Xing Feng was even less likely to doubt his brother. After a while, Yu Wenqing took the detective equipment and came to look at the whole house, but when they were busy for most of the morning, the result was that there was no monitoring. Or monitoring equipment, that is to say, it is impossible for the news to be leaked. At the same time, the news came from Mo Jiajun, confirming that it was not theirs that leaked into the dead end.
"Mingxuan, go to Wenyang and ask him to gather all the people who know the information and test them one by one with power."
Xing Feng's face was heavy, and now it is no longer a matter of leaking information. If he cannot find the way to leak, it is tantamount to placing a time bomb around him. What secrets will they have in the future? Wei Jiajun's move was really fierce enough to completely surprise them.
"Ok!"
Although not feeling good, Gu Mingxuan nodded heavily, because he also knew the seriousness of the matter.
"who?!"
Suddenly, the lazy Yun Che rushed out as a residual image, Xing Feng and others rushed out and followed them one after another. Yun Che stood at the gate and looked around, two delicate sword eyebrows crimped tightly.
"what happened?"
Others have been scattered around in the courtyard to look for it. Xing Feng asked almost gritted teeth, looking at Yun Che, just now it seemed that someone was eavesdropping outside.
"I heard a mocking smirk just now."
He is an air power, and is very sensitive to the sounds transmitted in the air.
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