Jiang Qianyue gently opened the door, Shen Bifu was walking to the dressing room, he was holding the hem of his skirt, but his steps were not as charming as before, but with a little chill, but there was still a little smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was still in the play.

"Lethe, you're here. Shen Bifu glanced at Qin Lichuan and Jiang Qianyue, and her voice still carried the insignificance of singing.

"Sir, Huo Minglou has been destroyed. Qin Lichuan frowned slightly.

Shen Bifu didn't speak, he sat down in front of the mirror and took off the strangled head and the Zhu Cui on his head. Qin Lichuan told Shen Bifu about the matter.

The man in the mirror, with neat short hair, could not tell his age, if he was twenty years old, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and there seemed to be a huge water monster hidden underneath, which were not at all the eyes of a young man, if he was forty years old, his thin body and clear features like Moscow in Middle-earth, but it showed that he had not reached the age of greasy.

"Destroy the door?" Shen Bifu's eyes were still crimson, and his voice was extremely calm, "In that case, you should go to Xuancheng in Lechuan." ”

"Yes. Qin Lichuan replied.

"Wait. Shen Bifu turned her head to look at him, his peach blossom eyes were even more provocative, bewitching but indifferent, "You spread the word, saying that you are looking for the murderer of Huo Mingqu's family, but in fact, I want you to go to find Vermilion Birdstone." ”

"In Xuancheng?" Qin Wangchuan asked.

"Vermilion Bird Stone will be auctioned in Xuancheng soon. Jiang Qianyue said, "I just got the news that Tianguang has found Vermilion Birdstone. ”

Lin Xiaoge sat next to Xiao Chen, biting his lip a little crampedly.

Xiao Chen didn't speak, and drove by himself. There was a melodious melody of the saxophone's famous song "Going Home" in the car, and Lin Xiaoge secretly looked at Xiao Chen again, blushing a little.

"Hey, why are you looking at me. Xiao Chen suddenly smiled and asked.

"Nothing. Lin Xiaoge's face turned even redder.

"Listening to what you just said, have you seen me?" Xiao Chen asked.

She did meet him, one afternoon.

At that time, she was still studying at the family's school, and at noon, she was busy sitting under a tree that was said to be unfruitful and reading a novel "The Lover". She narrowed her eyes slightly, her long hair was blown by the wind, and the sun ran down the fallen leaves, leaking through the gaps in the fallen leaves, and fell on her shoulders, bright and bright like broken gold.

It was at this moment that she saw the boy, as if it were a fateful encounter of a French maiden, and she saw him.

He was tall, with eyebrows as hard as if they had been cut by a knife, he wore a white shirt and black trousers, and held several books in his hands. His expression, Lin Xiaoge looked at his face, his eyes were slightly lowered, with alienation and indifference, he seemed to be deliberately hiding something, as if there was a monster living in his body.

She watched him silently until he disappeared from her.

The crush seems to be planting a tree waiting for the results, and she inquires that he is a teacher, and since graduation he has been assigned by his family to teach at the school, and he teaches practical theory, although he has never practiced in practice. At least that's what she thought. His class is a public class, she is always the first to arrive at the classroom, but never as early as him, he prepares the courseware early, debugs the equipment, and then sits down to read quietly or repeat his lecture notes.

Although he is only seventeen years old, he exudes maturity and coldness that does not match his age.

It's the same with his lectures, his classes are decent, very cautious, he lectures with a kind of indifference beyond ordinary people, one dangerous case after another, she can hear the cruel pleasure in his tone, she can't understand him, she doesn't dare to talk to him, and even many difficult questions, she doesn't dare to ask.

Once, she remembers, the sunlight outside the window was very good, even extraordinarily dazzling, and she sat by the window, and the golden sunlight gave her hair a faint light gold. She looked back at him at this moment, and she saw his arm peeking out under his slightly rolled up shirt, and he had a tattoo on his forearm.

09

She wondered why he had tattoos like that.

Later, her father died, and her brother Lin Weicheng inherited the family business and became the new head of the family, and she was taken back to the Lin family's school by Lin Weicheng, and she never saw him again.

Until now.

It seemed that her sixteen years old had appeared in front of her again, the clear love, and the fruitless tree, and the book, Dulat's "Lover".

She now had a sudden urge to see if he still had 09's tattoo. But she didn't do anything.

"Teacher Xiao, I have taken your class. She said softly.

Xiao Chen smiled, he couldn't quite remember other people's faces, and he couldn't remember any of the students he taught, and Lin Xiaoge was the same, he didn't have any impression at all. However, as he sat beside her, he felt a sense of relief for no reason, something he had never felt twenty-one years ago.

The car stopped at the edge of the villa, Lin Xiaoge quickly jumped out of the car and pounced on Xue Aoyuan: "Brother Aoyuan, long time no see." She laughed.

"Has Xiaoge grown taller?" Xue Aoyuan reached out and touched the top of her head.

"Boss, don't you have something to do today?" Xiao Chen leaned on the car and asked.

"The meeting was canceled. Xue Aoyuan glanced at Xiao Chen, his gaze was deep, and there was a sense of familiarity.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, the peers who were separated by the fence in his memory also had such eyes, full of superiority, but extremely indifferent.

"Brother Aoyuan, what are we going to eat?" Lin Xiaoge said with a smile.

"Let's eat hot pot. Xue Aoyuan said.

"Okay, I love hot pot the most. Lin Xiaogela walked towards the house with Xue Aoyuan.

On the table, the hot pot was full of everyone's eyes, Xiao Chen ate the hot pot silently, and the conversation and laughter between Lin Xiaoge and Du Jiuzhou were in his ears, Du Jiuzhou was born in the Du family, although he was not a direct line, but he grew up in the Du family since he was a child, and the Du family is a subordinate family of the Lin family, so the two of them can be regarded as growing up together since childhood and know each other well.

"Huo Minglu's whole family was destroyed, I suppressed it. Xue Aoyuan said suddenly.

Xiao Chen remained silent.

"I think we were suspicious of the wrong direction from the beginning, and the Gatekiller is not a ghost organization. Xue Aoyuan's voice was faint, "It's a member of the family." ”

"Why do you say that?" asked Cheng Weifeng.

"It is said that Qin Lichuan came to Xuancheng. It was here to investigate the matter. Xue Aoyuan's voice was still faint, "The ghost organization has always been tight, and it is impossible for someone inside them to do it. ”

"Who is Qin Wangchuan?" asked Lin Xiaoge.

Shen Bifu is the leader of the ghost organization, and there are four people who help him control the organization, they are called the four ghosts, they are: Qin Lichuan, who is the strongest, and his ability is Zongshui, Shang Shiyi, who is known as Mind Control, Jiang Qianyue, who is said to be Shen Bifu's student, and who is known as Zongfeng, and there is also a person called M, no one has ever seen him, and no one knows what his ability is, but it is said that all the medicines are researched by him. Cheng Weifeng pushed his glasses and explained softly.