193 Lost

-In front of Minshuo Villa-

Then I heard a voice say, "Who are you?"

Xiuxiang's whole body trembled, and her heart was suddenly tightened, she mustered up her strength, made up her mind, and planned to run away immediately, but before she could run a single step, she was pulled back by a huge force, "Where are you going?" ”

It turned out that her left arm had been grabbed, and the moment she came back to her senses, she felt the shackles on her left arm, and one hand grabbed her arm fiercely, and that hateful hand seemed to be an iron tong, biting her arm tightly, so how could it be a hand made of flesh, it was clearly a pliers made of metal, she felt that the place where her arm was grabbed was like fire and freezing.

Xiuxiang exhaled, "Failure, proper failure." "I didn't expect this first investigation to end so hastily and be discovered. "I'm such a failure, don't blame Caiyue for scolding me for being unprofessional. Xiuxiang thought that she had to say it when she went back, and she had to ask Caiyue to help come up with an idea.

"It's embarrassing", but Xiuxiang thought about it, this highway belongs to everyone, and this villa is not necessarily her family, and she doesn't break any law by taking a look here, what is she afraid of?

"Hey, it's a thief. Xiuxiang thought, I have to pass this level if I hold on, don't have a confrontation yet, I will be instigated first, how can this be good, I will be defeated first in terms of momentum, and I will become a thief if I am not a thief.

But according to her judgment, it was a girl who spoke, so as long as it wasn't Minshuo, she had the "editorial", "I knew it earlier, I should have thought of an excuse before I came out every time, and I couldn't make up lies, so I would have to expose myself sooner or later." Xiuxiang thought.

"Who are you, I ask you?" the voice repeated.

Xiuxiang adjusted her breathing, calmed her emotions, turned around calmly and calmly, and the moment she saw the other person's face, her heart suddenly relaxed a lot, as if all the tension disappeared after she went on stage.

But she knew that now her heartbeat was still fast, and she had to hurry up and reduce her heartbeat rate to an average rate, which could be done with abdominal breathing, she exhaled deeply, her heartbeat dropped, the tension had disappeared, and the heart of being caught red-handed was weaker, Xiuxiang looked at each other, feeling déjà vu.

"I, who I am, what does it have to do with you?" Hideka asked rhetorically, the best way to answer a question is not to answer the question and throw a new question to the other person.

"Your hand?" the woman looked at the hand holding Hideka and said, "Are you too, are you from that place?"

"That place? Is this a code?" Xiuxiang thought, it should be impossible, probably thinking that she had seen a fellow countryman?" "It hurts, can you let go?" Xiuxiang said, "That place? north? I am a northerner, are you also a northerner? Then let go." ”

"Do you know Miro?" the other party didn't seem to listen to Xiuxiang's words at all, and asked persistently.

"Who?" Hideka had never even heard of the name.

"Misty, do you know Misty? You, you really don't know Misty?" the other party's eyes were sincere and his expression was excited, as if this Misty was her lost cat or enough.

"Lost, lost, lost. Hideka repeated the name several times and said, "What kind of animal is he? Oh, I'm sorry, he's human? I don't know, I don't remember a classmate or friend named Lost." ”

"What about Jinmo, don't you remember Jinmo?" the woman asked, leaning closer to Xiuxiang, who could smell a very fresh smell of water on her body.

"What ink?" Xiuxiang's brain was blank, and there seemed to be a very distant, empty echo in her heart, "Lost, Jinmo", these names are so far away, she doesn't know what she has in common with these unfamiliar names, so she said, "I don't know them, can you please let go of my hand, I feel a little pain." ”

"Impossible. The woman shook her head in disbelief, the short hair in her ears was blown by the cool breeze of the night, her hairstyle was a very popular short hair style, her hair was dyed yellow, and it was impossible to see which kind of yellow it was under the illumination of the street lamp, but the color was very pure and beautiful.

"Impossible? Why? Why can't you let go of my hand? I really hurt. Xiuxiang thought, how could this girl be so self-conscious, completely immersed in her own world.