Why is there a ...... in this notebook? Blank?

Song Shijing hung question marks on her forehead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Haven't you used it? And what does the strange name mean on the title page? Why are there so many traces of turning? It seems like it's been used for a long time, and the paper is yellowed.

Song Shijing turned a few pages of the diary in her hand, and there were indeed all kinds of blanks on it, a blank without handwriting......

Books that are often read will always leave many 'marks', and although this diary is neatly kept, these marks on it cannot be mistaken.

Could it be that it was written in invisible ink?

Song Shijing picked up the diary and shone it into the sunlight outside, but didn't find anything unusual.

Suddenly a sentence came from behind him: "Is it really okay to flip through people's things casually?"

It's Mu Qian.

"Oops," Song Shijing's frightened hand shook, and put the notebook in her hand back into the drawer with lightning speed...... Play dumb.

Mu Qian yawned, leaned against the door with his elbows crossed, and just looked at the beautiful girl sitting in the morning light. "You ......"

"I'm just bored!Find out where your charger is!" Song Shijing hurriedly raised her phone, "Look!

"There's a power bank in the left drawer, you lock the door first, and play here for a while," Mu Qian shook his head, "Don't rummage through my things, or you'll ......"

The reason for locking the door is that if my parents walk back into my room and lock the door inside, I will have to go outside to find the key, which can also give Song Shijing a little time to react.

Song Shijing muttered in a low voice: "Otherwise, what will happen?"

"The colloquial saying for slapping the buttocks. Mu Qian yawned again and went downstairs to help clean up the dishes.

Did you really think he had no protective measures, so he just threw the hard-earned human investigation report in a drawer?

In addition to the fact that there is no automatic return function after loss, the notebook can be fireproof, waterproof and tear-proof, and if there is no specific method, it cannot be read directly.

Every teenager should have a diary to record the bits and pieces of growth and take a look at it when they grow up...... Learn what shame is.

However, he still had to remind Song Shijing that he couldn't let her rummage through things in his room, although he was normal, and because it was normal, there were always one or two books in the boy's room that he didn't want others to see.

In particular, Song Shijing is still a very beautiful girl.

was said once, Song Shijing was really much more honest, her upbringing was still very good, lying on the bed and starting to play with her mobile phone, waiting for Mu Qian's call again.

About the call of breakfast......

"Come back early!Mom, I want to eat fish in the evening!"

Xiao Ling's call came from outside the window, and Song Shijing jumped up sensitively, hiding behind the curtain and looking at the courtyard outside.

The car of the Zhen family's parents drove onto the road and gradually moved away from the building.

"Whew!"

Song Shijing's shoulders collapsed, and she breathed a sigh slightly, from last night to now, she really felt more tired than a fight.

Knock, knock on the door.

"It's time to eat. ”

"Here we go!" she ran out cheerfully.

……

Mu Qian lay on the sofa in the living room, yawned long, and slowly closed his eyes.

Let him sleep for a while, and at noon he will go to work to serve those guests.

Song Shijing sat at the dining table, and Xiao Ling walked back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room with a small face, bringing out something for Song Shijing to eat.

Although Xiao Ling is very uninterested in this 'bad woman' who almost took away her brother's first kiss last night, there are still rules for entertaining guests.

"Sister Xiaoling. ”

"Please call me Zhen Xiaoling," Xiaoling said with a serious face.

Song Shijing blinked, looking at the cute girl in front of her, her short ear-length hair gave her a little more 'round' attribute, which made people want to rub and touch it.

"Thank you, lovely and diligent sister, I have a good one. Song Shijing bit a piece of toast and whispered.

Xiao Lingqiao's face was a little red, and she hesitated for a long time, and finally snorted, turned around and walked to the living room.

Seeing that Mu Qian was sleeping, she quietly sat down next to her brother with a comic book in her arms, and began to plan how to make her slim thighs replace the cushions that Mu Qian was sleeping......

Song Shijing simply ate something, washed the dishes she occupied, stretched her waist, and began to look at this warm little home.

The brother and sister were in the living room, Mu Qian was sleeping, and Xiao Ling was sitting next to his brother reading comic books.

Song Shijing couldn't help but think about what it would be like if she sat there together and read a book quietly...... What are you thinking!

She muttered something under her breath and looked up at the walls of the dining room. There's a photo wall with dozens of photos hanging on it, which are family records.

Song Shijing chuckled and leaned over, grabbed her left arm with her left hand around her back, and looked at the photos on the photo wall.

There is a blank space on the right, which means starting from the left......

This should be a photo of Mu Qian's parents before they got married, two teenagers and girls who are close to each other, and then two wedding photos, a record of the embarrassment at the wedding.

Then, a baby was born, and gradually, the baby grew up, running in the morning light with two pigtails, and a boy of eight or nine years old smiled a little in the shadow of the sun......

Well?

Song Shijing's eyes paused, and she looked back...... There are no photos of Mu Qian when he was a child, and his first appearance was the appearance of an eight or nine-year-old boy.

Mu Qian, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes slightly and looked at this side, but he considered the intelligence level of this demon slayer, and decisively closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

It's not a big deal, I came to this house later, and I can know if I ask the old neighbors in the town. It's just that his parents used to hide it from him, and went door to door and begged him not to mention it.

Sure enough, Song Shijing thought: Is it because the photo was not taken well so it was not put up?

Probably.

She didn't take it to heart, but began to think about what she was going to do next.

Although he stayed in this town for some reason, because he promised Sister Yu that he would complete the task, he had to investigate carefully.

Defeated the heavily armed and vicious Mythical Human Traffickers in thirty seconds, and the hostages were unscathed, and could disintegrate the guns with a single look......

This kind of big master should leave a trace of clues.

It wasn't Zhu Su!

She's still haunted by it.

"Xiao Ling," Mu Qian shouted in a daze.

"Huh?"

"Turn on the TV and see if there's any news. ”

"Oh," Xiao Ling obediently responded, ran over and turned on the TV, and found the city's morning news channel.

Song Shijing cautiously came over from the side, tiptoeing like a thief, sitting on the sofa next to her, and joining in the fun.

Where does Mu Qian have the time to watch TV, but he feels that the house is too quiet, and he is afraid that Song Shijing will be bored.

He fell asleep in a daze, I don't know if it was a while or how long, and he heard Song Shijing and Xiao Ling screaming at the same time.

"Oops," it's not hard to imagine Xiao Ling's cute appearance with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian opened his eyes.

On television, smoke billowed from a ten-storey building, and explosions were heard from inside.

The camera shot was also a little panicked, and in the corner of the frame, many people were helping each other to evacuate from the building.

"Fire?"

"It's not an ordinary misfire," Song Shijing's voice was calm with a sense of disobedience, "Someone has installed a bomb, and it's still a large range." ”

Rumble!

The speakers of the television were a little broken, and in the live broadcast, the windows on the upper floor of the building spewed raging flames.

But then, the camera seemed to fall to the ground, and the footage jumped to the indoor news studio, without transmitting the chaotic footage over there.

Those two seconds of chaotic screaming......

Moderator: 'There was another explosion at the scene, and there was applause for our equipment. Oh my God, who's to say what's going on over there? How many people haven't fled, and if there's a superhero from the comics, please show up. ’

Superheroes?

Yes, but their real class name is usually called Demon Slayer.

Mu Qian preliminarily judged from the light and shadow of the explosion in the picture that there was a demon exterminator, demon, or other abnormal human or non-human species that could control the power of the fire system, and the fire power explosion created by man was born.

It is much the same as an object explosion.

"Are demons making trouble?" Song Shijing muttered beside her.

Mu Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes, can you stop pushing everything on their demons!

Buzz-buzz-

There was a vibration sound in the pocket of Song Shijing's shorts, and Song Shijing took out her mobile phone to see that it was an unfamiliar number.

Hesitated, and turned on.

The small voice from the earpiece fell into Mu Qian's ears, and it was a somewhat feminine man's voice.

"Song Shijing, right?"

"You are. ”

"Resurrection, deputy leader. ”

Song Shijing's little hand trembled, and she almost threw away her mobile phone.

"Look at the news, I've got a welcome gift for you, and through our intelligence sources, it's been determined that you're still in that town, and we've already had three elite members die at your hands. Tsk, you think, how do you die?"

Syllable!

Song Shijing slapped her mobile phone on the coffee table in front of her, her breathing was disordered, and her eyes were full of anger.

Xiao Ling, who was holding a pillow and watching TV, shrunk his neck in fright, and looked at Song Shijing weakly.

If the coffee table at home is damaged, do you want her to pay for it......