Song Chuqian felt a little psychedelic.

Why did Lu Ximi take the initiative to come to eat with him?

Is she ......

Song Chuqian said coldly: "You want to turn over my clues again?" ”

Lu Ximi, who was pierced by a word, was not in a hurry, but still smiled, "How come, I am worried that you will be lonely, so I will accompany you." ”

She placed the lunch box on the table and opened it one by one.

"What are you doing in a daze, eating."

Song Chuqian had no choice but to sit back in his place and start eating.

Lu Ximi saw that Song Chuqian didn't rush him, so he began to be presumptuous.

said that he was eating, holding a bowl and chopsticks, but his eyes kept glancing around the room.

Speaking of which, why is her sunscreen clothing on Song Chuqian's bed?

But it doesn't matter.

Song Chuqian was helpless, and knocked Lu Ximi's head with the end of chopsticks.

"Are you here to eat or to spy on me?"

Lu Ximi reluctantly turned his head.

It doesn't seem to be in the room, so could it be, on him?

Lu Ximi looked at the already warm soup on the table and had a plan.

She reached out to pick up the vegetables, and as soon as she said goodbye, a whole bowl of soup was spilled on Song Chuqian's pants.

Song Chuqian had actually seen Lu Ximi's movements, but before he could react, the soup was sprinkled.

Lu Ximi also said pretendedly: "Oh, you're okay, brother, hurry up, go change your clothes." ”

Song Chuqian was so helpless, he got up, gently pushed Lu Ximi's head to show his anger, and went to the closet to get a set of clothes and went to the bathroom.

Lu Ximi immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks and began to search the places that he hadn't found in the morning.

But until the bathroom door was opened, she found nothing.

"What are you doing?"

Song Chuqian leaned against the wall and looked indifferently at Lu Ximi, who was looking around.

Lu Ximi immediately ejected, she lowered her head, and ran back to the table and sat down.

After eating less than two bites, she clutched her stomach again.

"Oops I have a stomachache, go to the toilet and go to the toilet."

Song Chuqian watched Lu Ximi act in a play by himself, and felt a little funny.

He reached out and stopped Lu Ximi, who was about to enter the bathroom, and with a bend of his arm, he encircled her into his arms.

But he was unforgiving: "Go back to your own room." ”

Lu Ximi didn't feel any ambiguity in this action at all, because she suspected that Song Chuqian wanted to strangle herself.

"My room is so far away, I can't hold on anymore."

After speaking, Lu Ximi pushed his hand out and ran into the bathroom.

Song Chuqian, who was outside the door, looked at the place where Lu Ximi leaned just now, and the arm that wrapped around her, and couldn't help laughing.

It's really fragrant and soft.

And Lu Ximi in the bathroom was rummaging through the clothes that Song Chuqian had just changed, but it was very disappointing that there was nothing.

But the more he couldn't find something, the more Lu Ximi felt that Song Chuqian had a problem.

She walked out of the bathroom disappointed, and Song Chuqian was already continuing to show off her meal.

Lu Ximi also leaned in and continued to eat, observing Song Chuqian while eating.

has been an actor for so many years, and Song Chuqian has long been accustomed to this kind of sight.

He finished his meal calmly, cleaned up the takeaway residues, and then sat down opposite Lu Ximi.

"Change leads?"

Lu Ximi's heart immediately sounded an alarm bell.

Song Chuqian took the initiative to change the clues, then there is only one truth!

He may well be the murderer!

Suppressing the rush in his heart, Lu Ximi slowly spoke.

"Okay."

Lu Ximi gave Song Chuqian a clue that a bracelet had fallen into the deceased's room, but he didn't identify An Baizi.

What Song Chuqian gave was a surveillance video.

In the video, it is directly opposite the hotel corridor, and Song Chuqian just took out the garbage in the room and put it in the corridor, and in less than five minutes, someone sneakily took the bag of garbage.

Lu Ximi was a little embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic: "You said that there is surveillance, so can you know who is the murderer by checking the surveillance?" ”

Song Chuqian shook his head: "The monitor was broken two days ago, and this is the monitoring screen from two days ago." ”

Lu Ximi's first reaction when he heard this was not the "garbage program group", but.

Could it be that Song Chuqian deleted it? Is he a murderer?

Song Chuqian took back his mobile phone and asked with a serious face, "Should you explain to me what the situation is?" Well? ”

How could Lu Ximi explain it clearly to him, he could only stand up on the ground, make a gesture of goodbye and run out.

Song Chuqian looked at Lu Ximi's back and followed out.

Lu Ximi got into the elevator in a hurry.

She planned to go back to the room to brainstorm first, she had to be calm and not preconceived, after all, she felt that Song Chuqian was the murderer when she looked at everything now.

Out of the elevator, Lu Ximi stood at the door of the room, just swiped the card to enter, before the door was closed, a foot wearing board shoes appeared in the gap between the door and the wall.

Lu Ximi looked up and saw that it was Song Chuqian!

She lives upstairs from Song Chuqian, and the elevator she took just now, there was only herself in the elevator, so Song Chuqian climbed the stairs to come up? It's too fast.

"Something?"

Lu Ximi asked.

Song Chuqian's strength was greater than he imagined, he pushed open the door and poked his head in.

"This is your room? If you don't say it, you'll think it's my room. ”

Lu Ximi was about to collapse.

Who is the least visible of this room?

Song Chuqian.

How terrible is it to be when your colleague is your illegitimate and picks up your trash?

Lu Ximi wanted to push Song Chuqian out, but he couldn't resist with all his strength, so Song Chuqian didn't move.

In the end, Lu Ximi gave up resistance and gave up on himself.

"Have you seen enough?"

Song Chuqian withdrew his poking head, and the whole person walked into Lu Ximi's room.

He had to say.

"It's spectacular."

Truly.

The walls were plastered with Song Chuqian's posters and secretly taken photos, and there was a Song Chuqian's life-size pillow on the bed, as well as boxes of items about Song Chuqian.

Lu Ximi felt that even she felt terrifying and disgusting, let alone Song Chuqian?

But Song Chuqian walked around with great interest.

No matter what Lu Ximi thinks, Song Chuqian's expression is a gloating expression of "So you are like this".

"This is a character design, a character design."

Lu Ximi reminded a little embarrassed.

Song Chuqian bent down, pinched out a fat piece from the box, and then asked with a smile: "This is also a human design?" ”

For the first time in her life, Lu Xiya felt ashamed, she hurriedly stepped forward and threw Fat Ji back into the box.

"Persona, person."

After Song Chuqian finished turning around, he sat down on the chair, and crossed his legs, looking like he was not ready to leave.

"You're mine, bastard?"

Song Chuqian asked with a smile.

Lu Ximi dragged a chair and sat down across from him and nodded.

"How?"

Anyway, this is just a character design, and it's not the real her, what's so kind?

"Is it justified to be my illegitimate child?"

Lu Ximi waved his hand impatiently, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

Song Chuqian stared at Lu Ximi, and after being silent for a few seconds, he slowly spoke.

"I'm the murderer, I want you to help me."