1639: Sister Nian Got What Was in the Black Box

Sister Nian Got What Was in the Black Box

Jiang Xianrou was in a bad mood again. She narrowed her eyes and turned off her phone. She put it aside with a serious and frustrated expression.0

Jiang Li… she left it at that.

Jiang Li had always had a good relationship with Qiao Nian. Jiang Li had never stood on her side ever since she started fighting with Qiao Nian.

She could take it if Jiang Li didn't text her to ask.

What Jiang Xianrou couldn't accept was that Jiang Yao did not ask her if she had arrived successfully.

In the past, no matter how busy Jiang Yao was, he would always take the time to ask how she was doing.

But he didn't even message her this time.

Jiang Xianrou couldn't describe her current mood. She felt that Jiang Yao's attitude towards her had become cold. At least, he didn't care about her as much as before.

She picked up her phone, wanting to send him a message to ask if he was busy.

She started typing, but she suddenly deleted everything in a fit of pique. With a cold face, she put the phone away again expressionlessly. Her fingers clenched, and her eyes were cold. They were filled with unconcealed ambition…

Never mind.

Her brother's misunderstanding of her could be slowly resolved in the future.

What was most important to her now was not these trivial matters, but to successfully enter the core library of the Pharmacy Association and find the formula for the small medicine pill.

As long as she found that formula, she believed that everything in front of her was only temporary!

*

Evening.

In a five-star hotel in the center of Rao City.

The thing Qiao Nian did when she arrived at the hotel was to take a shower.

When she came out, she didn't use the hairdryer to dry her hair. Her black hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders. Qiao Nian didn't care. She walked out and unzipped her shoulder bag and took out a laptop and a small box.

The box was square, about the size of a palm.

Made of velvet fabric, it was black and had an ancient-looking brass lock on the front. It looked exquisite.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and played with the brocade box. Then, she put the box aside and pulled out a stool. She placed the laptop on her lap and sat down cross-legged, then carefreely turned on the computer.

The laptop she used was light in weight, and it wasn't tiring to rest it on her lap.

Qiao Nian turned on the computer before picking up the brocade box on the table. She took a closer look at the lock.

It seemed to be an ancient mechanism lock. This kind of lock was extremely complicated to make, much more complicated and exquisite than many modern electronic locks.

Usually, a lock like this couldn't be opened without a key.

Qiao Nian weighed the box in her hand and shook it. She could hear the contents inside.

A clatter.

She guessed that it contained something like a piece of iron.

Qiao Nian weighed the box in her hand again. It wasn't heavy.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at the box for a long time before pursing her lips and placing the laptop on the table again. Then, she got up and grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table.

The ashtrays in five-star hotels were basically made of marble and sought texture.

The fist-sized ashtray was about the size of a box.

Qiao Nian's eyes were cold and dry. She raised her eyebrows and didn't do anything else. She placed the box on the table and picked up the ashtray.

Bam!

After the noise, the palm-sized box was destroyed by an external force. Something dark fell to the ground.

Qiao Nian tossed the ashtray onto the coffee table, bent down to pick up the things on the ground, and wiped them clean.

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