Three letters, all from India, one from Mumbai, one from New Delhi, and one from Madras. All three letters were written by the same person, Ramasingh, who was an Indian.

The first letter, dated two years ago, was that Rama Singh had received a grant from Father John Borg in the amount of $10,000. He spent the money on the construction of the house and the upbringing of his children, and he expressed his sincerest gratitude to Father John Borg. He said that when the house was built, he would go out to do the talk, reassuring Father John Borg.

A photograph was attached to the letter. Back of the photo. Jing is a brick house under construction, and in front of it stand three people, a lean and sturdy Indian man, an Indian woman, and a child about eight years old. In the distance, a corner of a village can be seen. The village appears to be poor, and the villagers live in low, simple houses. Farther away, an ancient-looking temple stands at the head of the village, a little indistinct.

The second letter was sent a year ago. In the letter, Ramasingh said he had found some clues and would continue to investigate. In the letter he also greeted Fr. John Borg and asked when he would be able to leave for India.

The third letter, received half a month ago, is even more brief: Dear Father John Borg, I have found a very important clue for you. I'm so excited and I hope you'll meet me as much as possible. Here I attach the translated text......

At the end of the letter, there are two mysterious texts that have been translated - Hannah.

Ling Xiao was dumbfounded.

This is the reason why Father John Borg was assassinated, and he really found a way to decipher the mysterious text.

Half a month ago, Father John Borg received a letter from India, burying important things in the cemetery and preparing to leave for India. However, in the end, he failed to make the trip, and he fell ahead of the final step of the truth.

"This Ramasinghe is a key figure." Huang Shuya broke the silence, "However, Father John Borg has been assassinated, is Ramasingh still alive?" Also, none of the three letters had an address, so finding Ramasingh would be a needle in a haystack. ”

"I'm going to leave this matter to you." Ling Xiao said, "Isn't there a photo? You can help me search and compare the villages and temples in the photos, as long as there is a general area. ”

"It's a lot of trouble, and it's going to take a long time."

"I'm not in a hurry, let's find it slowly." Ling Xiao smiled and said, "So, did you agree?" ”

"Did you ask me to do something that I didn't do once?" Huang Shuya asked him rhetorically.

"Well, let's go to sleep." Ling Xiao said.

"Going to bed so early? I'm not going. Huang Shuya's spirit is very excited, where is the slightest sleepiness.

Ling Xiao smiled: "That's it, if I let you go to sleep, you won't go." ”

"Okay, so you teased me, I'll beat you!" Huang Shuya chased Ling Xiao, and the two chased each other in the study.

After a while, Huang Shuya scanned the photo and sketch portrait and saved it on the hard drive. Then Ling Xiao took the three letters back to the bedroom, and Huang Shuya also showed the sketch portrait that Ling Xiao gave her to his bodyguard. Her three bodyguards actually live in a house opposite, which is very close.

Back in the house, Ling Xiao put the leather book, notebook, and photos into the lockbox.

He sat at the head of his bed and thought quietly, "Where did that Indian named Ramasingh find the clue to decipher the mysterious text?" He sent three letters, each with a different address, what was the reason for that? Also, has he, like Father John Borg, been assassinated? If he's still alive, I'll find him......"

A moment later, a laughing voice interrupted Ling Xiao's thoughts, but it was Huang Shuya's three classmates who came back.

Ling Xiao got up and walked out of his room.

Huang Shuya, Aisha, Bobona and Jin Yuji are chatting about something, the scene is harmonious, and the picture is also very good.

Ling Xiao smiled and said hello, "Didn't you go to participate in some faction?" How did you come back so quickly? ”

The girl's eyes moved to Ling Xiao's body.

"Don't talk about it, it's going to make you angry," Pobona said. ”

Jin Yuji continued: "It's good that we didn't go, that pie duì was canceled, and it was said that it would be held tomorrow night." ”

Aisha frowned, "In order to enjoy the free food on the pie duì, I only ate one apple at noon, but I didn't expect the pie duì to be canceled, and I was almost starving." ”

"I'm hungry too," Pobona said. ”

Huang Shuya said: "My husband and I haven't eaten either, who should cook today?" ”

Jin Yuji, Bobona and Aisha's eyes fell on Huang Shuya's body at the same time, and their eyes were all very determined.

Huang Shuya was stunned for a moment, "I'll go, should I be?" ”

Kim Ok-hee, Bobona, and Aisha nodded at the same time.

Huang Shuya looked at Ling Xiao pleadingly, "Husband......"

Ling Xiao's back skin was numb for a while, she was still her fiancé yesterday, and today she is her husband, this kind of improvement is too fast, right? However, he cooperated, did not show the sunken, but answered softly.

"Mr. Jin, you're my good sister, aren't you?" Huang Shuya hooked up Jin Yuji's shoulders with a flattering smile on her face, "Can you do me this favor?" You know, my cooking skills are so bad that I can't be interested in the food I cook, right? ”

Jin Yuji shrugged her shoulders depressedly, "Okay, I knew that cooking would fall on my head again, but tomorrow's pie duì you have to borrow me a good set of clothes." ”

Huang Shuya said happily: "No problem, my wardrobe is your wardrobe, just take what style of clothes you like." ”

"Hehe, thanks, I'm going to cook." Kim Yu-hee happily entered the kitchen.

Huang Shuya came to Ling Xiao's side again and held his arm affectionately, "Husband, shall we go to watch TV?" There will be a match between Wigan Athletic and Nottingham later. ”

"Okay." Ling Xiao is still very cooperative.

Wigan Athletic are currently in the top three of the Championship and a win at Nottingham would move them up one place to second place in the league. And if it loses, the situation is even worse, not only will it not be able to hold the third position, but it will be surpassed by the sworn rivals Cardiff City.

Of course, Ling Xiao wants Wigan Athletic to win the game, he is only willing to play six games for Wigan Athletic, that is, he can help Wigan Athletic get eighteen points, but in order to be promoted to the Premier League, this is not enough, Wigan Athletic must get fifty league points.

"If Wigan Athletic loses this game, Megateran will probably call me and get me ready to play." Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart.

The game hasn't started yet, and the commentator is introducing the starting lineups of both teams.

Huang Shuya curled up on the sofa, her head pressed against Ling Xiao's legs, looking very comfortable and enjoying. She really looks a little bit like watching TV with her husband.

Ling Xiao was nervous by her, and Huang Shuya's face pressed against his lap. Lying on her side, the heat of her breath also swept into his legs, making him full of stimulation.

Aisha and Pobona sat on a couch next to them and watched the game together.

The competition finally began, but Aisha and Bobona spent more time watching Ling Xiao and Huang Shuya than watching TV.

Ling Xiao's attention quickly shifted to the game, after all, he cared about the outcome of the game.

Huang Shuya was not interested in the competition without Ling Xiao, she moved her head up, and then rubbed Ling Xiao's lower abdomen like a kitten, and said in a sweet voice: "Husband, give someone a massage, they have been in class for a day, and their necks are very sore." ”

Show affection again?

Ling Xiao replied speechlessly, "Hmm." ”

"Husband, you're so nice, but you can help me press my neck, so it won't prevent you from watching the game." Huang Shuya said, then turned over and lay on Ling Xiao's lap, and her face was buried between Ling Xiao's legs. The tip of her nose was almost touching that place, and the heat she breathed naturally invaded Ling Xiao mercilessly.

It was already uncomfortable enough just now, she actually chose such a posture to accept the massage, Ling Xiao was suddenly embarrassed to death. And, before he could start, he had a little aggressive reaction, and the fabric of his pants slowly became nervous.

Huang Shuya didn't know, but she pretended not to know, she seemed to be deliberately trying to play tricks on Ling Xiao, she said coquettishly: "Husband, hurry up, people are waiting for you." ”

"Husband, you're big! Dead girl! Ling Xiao couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he put on a smiling face on his face, raised his hands, and gently massaged Huang Shuya's soft neck - he really wanted to stun her.

"Ah, it's so comfortable, a little more vigorous, yes, that's it, well, it's so comfortable, itchy, sour, numb......" Huang Shuya hummed comfortably, she screamed like this, not only attracted the attention of Aisha and Bobona, but even Ling Xiao's Ling Xiao didn't have the heart to watch the game.

Girls are comfortable with that soft voice, and that sound will always make people reverie.

Aisha and Bobona's eyes completely moved to the "two" body of the sofa next to them.

Aisha frowned, her religious beliefs made her dislike to see such a scene, but she still stared at it, Huang Shuya's voice made her heart feel as if she was being scratched by a cat's claws.

Bobona's reaction was a little different from Aisha's, a faint smile appeared on her face, which represented her mood, and she loved to see such a scene. However, her eyes were not on Huang Shuya's body, but on Ling Xiao's body. She looked at Ling Xiao's palms and muttered in her heart: "His fingers are indeed very slender, if you follow the method that Jin Yuji said, his is really more than ten centimeters, amazing, so powerful......"

The game continued, and Wigan Athletic accidentally scored a goal by Nottingham.

The end of the live broadcast suddenly switched to the audience, and Metterland's face appeared on the TV screen, and her face was ugly.

"Husband, give someone a waist press." Huang Shuya's voice was still soft, and then, her upper body pressed against Ling Xiao's legs very simply.

It was a plump and elastic oppression, and Ling Xiao's body suddenly stiffened.

Fortunately, Jin Yuji suddenly walked out of the kitchen, "Okay, it's time to eat." ”

"It's eaten, eaten!" Ling Xiao said excitedly, he really couldn't stand it, and if it went on like this, he couldn't help but want to be a real husband and wife with her!

In this game, Wigan Athletic lost.

But Ling Xiao didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, because at dinner, he saw the slow desire to perform in Huang Shuya's eyes......