[188 so-called prophecies]

Because on the other side, Yan Wei'an took the initiative to hug Lin Mo's waist......

But he was pushed away and sat down on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Lin Shuyi could no longer control himself, threw down the binoculars, and rushed over regardless of it.

It is undeniable that seeing her sister being bullied, Xiaoyu was also shocked and angry, but she understood that she would only break the situation by running to question, and Lin Shu mixed this man in the complex relationship between his adopted son and unrequited love, and what he got was maybe adding fuel to the fire.

"Since Lin Mo has seen Xiaoyu, then he must already know the relationship between Yan Wei'an and Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu and the Nangong family, I think for the time being, Yan Wei'an is not in danger", the gray cat looked at Lin Shuyi's back and said silently.

Goshawk tsk, "The girl who has always been unrequited in love and rejected herself, the purpose of approaching is actually for her adoptive father, no wonder the cheerful and healthy, high-achieving students with excellent psychological self-control will lose control." ”

"Aren't we watching and eavesdropping?" Goshawk put down the binoculars and pointed at Lin Shuyi, "Let's just let him into the apartment, okay?" ”

"Okay", the white cat replied, "Lin Shuyi is not stupid, he understands the damage that impulse can bring, and he understands that impulse can also bring unexpected value acquisition." ”

The words of the white cat are very philosophical.

The goshawk was at a loss again, "What do you mean?" ”

"I think he will choose the best angle, the room with the window", Xiao Yu answered.

The white cat looked at her and smiled silently, her eyes were appreciative, who said that this little girl was stupid, and her thinking was not lagging behind at all!

Even the legendary Miss Scrapwood brawl understood————

Goshawk hugged his head, rubbed his hair, and was depressed, why didn't anyone tell him in advance, Chinese has been so difficult to learn for more than ten years, and the storage rate of those who don't understand it is still so high?

Mr. Goshawk is completely unaware that it has nothing to do with language, it has to do with IQ.

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Lin Mo walked out, leaving Yan Wei'an alone in the treatment room.

Yan Wei'an looked at the empty door of the treatment room and Lin Mo's disappearing back, and didn't say anything, just stood up silently, knocked off the dust on his pants, and walked out of the treatment room quickly.

Descending the stairs, passing the living room, and talking to the woman who was cleaning up the flower beds in the yard...... They all kept their heads down and their faces were forbearing.

Then, she walked to the door, quickly pushed her bicycle to the shade of a tree, sorted out her shabby khaki bag, stepped onto the bike, buried her head, and continued to ride, away from apartment thirteen alone.

Lin Shuyi's speed was fast enough, but he still didn't catch up with Wei An, he walked to the door of the apartment, and saw that the place where Wei An had locked the car was already empty, so he paused, clenched his fists, and walked towards the attic where Lin Mo was in the apartment!

Bedroom on the second floor.

Brush ——!

The heavy white curtains were all pulled open, and the scene inside was unobstructed.

Lin Mo sat in a wheelchair, with the book he had just taken out of the treatment room resting on his lap, leaning back in the chair, staring at the book silently without speaking.

"Uncle Lin!" Lin Shuyi asked, and the people on the side saw it clearly, "Why did the police come to me to ask about you, and say that you framed my friend Yan Wei'an, what's going on?" ”

"Book", Lin Mo closed the book, looked up at him, and said, "Let me be quiet for a while." ”

"No," Lin Shuyi insisted, "unless you tell me what happened, have you killed anyone!" And Yan Wei'an, what have you done to her! ”

He was sonorous, and even the little fish on the opposite side saw the excitement on Lin Shuyi's face.

"I have a hunch that today will be busy and chaotic......"

Lin Mo sighed and rubbed the corners of his forehead that seemed to have a headache, "Patients, policemen, girls just now, and some visitors...... I expected it, but I didn't expect it, even you doubted me. ”

Lin Shuyi was stunned for a moment and said, "Uncle Lin......"

"There are still six cups of black tea for the guests", Lin Mo got up from the wheelchair, slowly paced to the window, and said, "Shuyi, go and get it." ”

When Lin Mo said this, he was already standing in front of the window.

Those blood-red eyes, determined, without any hesitation, fell in the direction of the abandoned factory where Yan Xiaoyu and them were.

And at the same time......

"A few gentlemen and ladies."

In front of the abandoned factory, there was a woman standing, and that woman was the housekeeper who was taking care of Lin Mo's chores and flower beds.

She tilted her head and shouted in the direction of Xiaoyu, "Tea is not good for hospitality, so the professor came and asked me to invite you over......"

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Needless to say, there are only two words left in Xiaoyu's head - shock!

The so-called blood-eyed ability, the so-called prophetic perception...... It turns out that it can be terrifyingly accurate to this point!

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at the people who were walking with the woman, and only saw that although their faces were solemn, they didn't have any surprised expressions, especially Nangong Tou, whose eyes became deeper and deeper, and it looked like they were becoming more and more calm.

The apartment arrived, and in the living room, Lin Shuyi was already waiting.

Everyone sat down, and saw six cups of Blacktea in front of the table, the authentic British black tea flavor, the room was full of aroma, and when everyone arrived at the living room, there was a wafting rose fragrance in the air, so that the whole living room began to diffuse a faint sense of medieval Western Europe.

Lin Mo walked down the stairs, his eyes had already put on black pupils, and they were as normal as last time.

"Miss Yan, don't come unharmed."

Lin Mo was friendly, kind, and had a warm smile, "The file you gave you last time, is it helpful?" ”

"Yes...... Last time, thanks to Professor Lin's help......" Xiaoyu replied, a little hesitant.

Because, the atmosphere was very strange, and even the white cat and gray cat beside him, who had always been kind and ridiculous, did not speak, but stared at Nangong Mo with a pair of eyes and was silent, full of vigilance.

(Thank you for the stupid and stupid woman who gave you two gold medals silently, isn't it!) ^_^）