49. Text temperature

Lu Xiao nodded, and Yang Jinnian continued: "Actually, there are some things you have seen and heard for a long time, and you can distinguish them in your heart, and I also accidentally found that I can hear the sound of the keys opening the door and the footsteps of different people in the house, and I can even hear it from far and near, but when you walked in my direction, I felt that your footsteps were very strange." ”

"But I have to admit that some of your looks and actions are very similar. Your dining habits, speaking habits, hobbies and other details that I can't pay attention to, you also imitate it very well, and your eyes are really similar to Zhexuan, and you can indeed reach the point of being fake. ”

"But there is a mistake in Baimi, I like to wear perfume, and my brother has been close to me since I was a child, and he has never been allergic to the smell of perfume on my body, and you can't pretend to be this."

"Indeed, I can't hide that."

"But what really makes me doubt you is your laughter."

"Laugh?"

"Despite your best efforts to hide it, I think your smile is unreal. I can often recall my brother's casual smile in my mind, but you are obviously in front of me, but I can't recall your last smile, because your smile is all fake, giving me a sense of unreality, I can't remember. ”

"I'm sorry for your Yang family," Lu Xiao bowed deeply to her, "You are so good to me, but I killed Yang Zhexuan, and in the end I continue to enjoy his life, I will go and turn myself in now." ”

He turned to leave.

"Don't go." Yang Jinnian's expression became complicated, and she seemed to be making a difficult decision, "No matter who you are, since you are my younger brother, you must always be the one." ”

Lu Xiao turned around and asked as if he was slow to react: "What?" ”

"I won't talk to my parents about it, and I won't tell anyone, as long as you stay in the Yang family."

"Why are you helping me?"

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself. It's my wedding next week, and as long as you promise me that you'll take good care of your parents after I'm gone, I won't talk about it. ”

Lu Xiao immediately grasped the point of her sentence: "Leave? Where are you going? ”

Yang Jinnian's expression became cold at the moment, as if he would be frozen after one more look: "I mean after getting married." Lu Xiao, I don't care what you're doing, as long as you can do what I say, you can be free for the rest of your life, and you will be accompanied by your family. ”

Freedom-these two words are so attractive to Lu Xiao that before his eyes can redden, tears fall big and big.

"Thank you." He bowed again.

The scenery outside was gray, and Song Chang and the other five people were sitting in the conference room.

"The choice of the president has not yet been decided, and the Council has decided that I will temporarily act as the president. What did you just think? Ready to comb through the whole task? ”

"Let's get started, Song Chang."

"Let's talk about the Dead Leaf Organization first, they have three persons in charge of selling powder, among which Li Biao has been arrested, and Feng Yuan's house has been burned to death due to a fire, what do you think about Feng Yuan's death?

"It's a strange thing."

"Indeed, his identity as a withered leaf mantis was so well hidden, but he was burned to death by a fire, which is unreasonable."

"What do you think about the third person in charge, Ji Zhi?"

"I've investigated this name many times, and there is no such person at all, he should use a pseudonym." Ji Zixun said. He tried to pretend to be calm, but he couldn't hide his sadness.

"The strange thing is that there seems to be no news of him lately, as if he has disappeared."

"Could it be that he is hiding or ...... Exited the Dead Leaf Tissue? ”

"It's very unlikely, and the withered leaf tiger won't let others quit so easily."

"The rest of the Dead Leaf Tigers, Dead Leaf Butterflies, and Dead Leaf Ants are not in Windy City, and their responsible persons have been defeated, and it is still difficult to carry out the work of grasping and paving."

"That's right, so the next thing I'm going to talk about is the Dead Leaf Butterfly, there are two Dead Leaf Butterflies, and one of them is the masked man, and I remember the injury on my leg, which he did."

"If the Withered Leaf Tiger is in Winterfell, then the Withered Leaf Butterfly is his eyeliner in Windy City."

"And the people of the Security Society have done some research in Winter City, and at first they found clues about the Dead Leaf Organization, but recently they have disappeared at all, and they suspect that they have come to Windy City." Speaking of this, Song Chang looked at Sun Bo, "Did you investigate the matter of the withered leaf tiger last time?" ”

"I was about to report this to you. In addition to the real name of the withered leaf tiger, other information has been found a little bit, they have indeed come to Windy City recently, as if there is some big move, but no matter what they want to do, since they are in Windy City, it will be much less difficult to arrest. ”

"But we can't take it lightly, they are vicious people, and we must be prepared for everything." After Liu Han finished speaking, Sun Bo glanced at her, but there was no expression on her face.

"Now I'm going to get to the top of the meeting." Song Chang's expression tightened, "The phantom powder we intercepted last time, after being tested by technicians, found that the phantom powder is a toxic substance that can be added to drugs, if it is mixed with drugs, it will form a new type of drug, and the phantom powder can be used as a raw material for drugs to expand traffic." ”

"I didn't expect a small phantom grass to be so terrible, and I don't know how harmful the drugs are made."

"Any drug is extremely dangerous, and there is no such thing as a drug that is less dangerous." Song Chang raised his voice slightly, "So we have to hurry up and catch the people of the withered leaf organization before they find out about this effect of Phantom Stacks." ”

After the meeting, everyone left the conference room, and Song Chang followed two steps to Ji Zixun and Fang Xu's side.

"How's it going, have you found the murderer?"

They stopped pace.

"Not yet, my brother should know...... But he's been sleeping for three days. Ji Zixun's words were swallowed up by a sudden sob, "My brother almost ...... The stab was just a millimeter away from the heart. ”

Song Chang gently put a hand on his shoulder: "Zixun, don't worry, when we know who the murderer is, we will all help you." ”

"Good ......" Ji Zixun's shoulders trembled slightly, but then he straightened up and took another step, but his steps were slow, as if he was against the wind.

Fang Xu nodded at Song Chang, followed Ji Zixun without saying a word, and walked side by side with him.

In fact, Fang Xu was very envious of Ji Zixun, and he also wanted to cry from time to time to let the pain be vented, but he couldn't do it, because on the night Ji Wu died, his tears had already dried up.

"Slightly sweet, are you okay? You seem to have something on your mind. ”

"Thank you for your concern." Song Lanxi typed a few words. She is already beautiful, but the more haggard she is, the more beautiful she seems to be.

There have been too many things happening in the family recently, and one after another has made her a little relieved - her brother and sister got married, her father died, Ji Wu's death was related to her brother, and her lover Fang Xu ...... She was also not contacted.

Song Lanxi's online name is "Slightly Sweet", and fans call her "Slightly Sweet". Her normal words are broadcast every day, and there has been no live broadcast in the past two days, and some fans have left messages for her saying that they miss her, want to see her smiling face, and want to see her share her makeup.

By the way, she had one more male fan last month.

She is a beauty blogger with a lot of female fans, but also a lot of male fans. The number of fans is growing every day, but she only remembers the male fan whose screen name is "Life".

This male fan always waited for her in the live broadcast room before she started, and he accompanied him throughout the live broadcast, but he didn't speak much most of the time.

Her original intention as a beauty blogger was to share some makeup tips for those who want to learn makeup but don't know how to get started. There are 100 ways to apply makeup to 100 people, and she knows that she may not be right all of what she says, but she just wants to provide a makeup direction and idea for those who need it.

But after all, it is a live webcast, and there will definitely be some good and bad remarks, although Song Lanxi doesn't understand why others can easily say hurtful things.

Fortunately, her heart is "big", not fragile glass, and she will never confirm her worth by what others say about her.

She knows that she can't say everything right, and she can't get everyone's like, so she is never afraid of getting negative feedback and criticism from others.

And since "Life" entered her live broadcast room, whenever there are bad remarks, "Life" will become a chatter and defend herself.

Actually, she didn't care about those bad words, but when she saw someone come forward because she was hurt, she became concerned about it.

"Life" should be a knowledgeable person, because he is very inclusive, and the words he says make people feel like a spring breeze. He always finds pinpoint words that are not critical, and from a neutral point of view, he tactfully reminds those who speak ill of them.

Of course, he is not reminding in a didactic way, let alone accusing. She thought, the literary quality is polite, and then the gentleman's sentence is "life".

Now there is always a warmth in the live broadcast room, all thanks to him.

"Slightly sweet, if you say something, it will be uncomfortable to hold it in your heart."

Looking at the comforting words of "Life" on the mobile phone page, Song Lanxi gradually choked up.

People who are sad and sad are most afraid of the comfort of others.

Maybe it's because of the trust between each other, she plans to confide in this strange netizen.

"My father passed away recently, so I'm not in a very good mental state." She sent the message, and if it was normal, he should have replied to her in seconds, but he didn't.

No one knew that the father of "life" had also recently died.

But it was only a short minute and a half seconds, and soon "Life" sent a message: "When you encounter such a sad thing, it is certain that you are in a bad state, but you have to be happy, your father definitely doesn't want to see you like this in heaven." ”

"Thank you." Song Lanxi replied, but these common comforting words were so pale and powerless that they couldn't dissipate the haze in her heart at all.

At this time, the mobile phone vibrate, and "Life" sent another message: "Wei Tian, your father didn't really leave you." ”

"What do you mean?"

"In your veins, your father's blood flows, and in your mind, there are memories about him, your principles of dealing with people, and your vision of the world, all of which are not affected by him, he has not really left you, he will continue to live in this world through you."

The words of "Life" seemed to comfort her, and it seemed to comfort herself.

"Through me, continue to live in this world?"

"Yes, a part of your father has been given eternal life in you."

"Thank you, my grief has eased a lot." After typing these words, Song Lanxi closed her eyes slightly, and a bean-sized tear fell.

When her father just died, she actually hated him very much, not because he was a deserter of life, but because this man kept saying that he knew how to be good to his lover, but he didn't know that he felt sorry for his children, and finally he left his family behind, regardless of how they faced his departure.

"Slightly sweet, cheer up, I will accompany you to hold on." She looked at his message, and a warmth rose in her heart.

It turns out that words also have temperature.