She chose a secluded corner, hid the original host's phone and Qin Li's diary there, and stuck them in place with film.
Aren't you going to hide this phone too?
444 stared curiously at the broken phone in Su Qiao's hand.
"I'm taking this phone to get repaired."
She felt that there might be some unexpected things inside it.
Otherwise, Qin Li would not have hidden it together with the diary.
Actually, she could repair it herself, but there weren't enough tools at home, and she might easily be discovered.
Phones like this could easily make noises.
After taking care of everything, Su Qiao returned to the room, sat down in front of the vanity, and began applying things to her face and body.
Why did you make yourself look so exaggerated?
The area around her left eye looked swollen and bruised, and the corner of her mouth seemed split, red and swollen.
Besides that, there were several marks resembling fingerprints from being strangled on her fair neck. She had even made several injuries on her arms and calves.
444's mouth twitched.
Host, you weren't beaten up. You were hit by a car in a traffic accident, weren't you?
"Exaggerated?"
If she didn't make it exaggerated enough, how would anyone notice?
Su Qiao stood up and looked at herself in the mirror, but didn't find anything wrong.
She took a small beige hat from the wooden clothes rack and put it on, slung an apricot-colored leather shoulder bag over her back, and left the bedroom.
Since you want people to see you, you don't need to wear a hat, do you?
"Idiot."
It's precisely by half-concealing it that it looks more real.
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"Xiao Qiao, you... where are you going?"
The old woman hadn't expected that, after just waking up