"Stop! Stop! What do you mean by this and the mission? ”

The sword-wielder interrupted Jiang Lu's inventory of White's black history.

"Why is it okay?" Jiang Lu retorted dissatisfiedly: "I think it's enough for him to die socially, and I haven't said the most important thing yet, what are you anxious about?" ”

The sword-wielder pursed his lips tightly and decided to trust Jiang Lu one last time.

"Then you can say it."

"When he was eleven years old, he was secretly reading adult magazines at home and gluing, just like this."

Jiang Lu looked left and right, found a stone pier and sat down, imitating the White described by Mrs. White, and made an OGC (sideways look) action:

"That's how it was at the time, his mother came home after finishing it, and when she pushed the door, she saw him like this, young and promising to send me for the future, I can only say."

The sword-wielder instantly turned red: "I shouldn't have believed you!" ”

"Alright, that's all for now."

Jiang Lu was selectively deaf, stood up and patted the ash on his buttocks: "I'll tell you when I hear the rest." ”

Seeing that the sword-wielder was still calm and didn't speak, Jiang Lu patted him on the shoulder: "It's almost there, it's not easy to hear so much, you don't know what kind of danger I've experienced, it's too late to change someone." ”

The sword-wielder preconceived that what Jiang Lu said was that he was almost dead, and he immediately lost his anger.

He simply thought that Jiang Lu was trying to become a bodyguard or some other identity that could get close to White, and thought that his so-called penetration into the interior was only literal.

So after careful summing it up, he also felt that it was indeed not easy for Jiang Lu to do this step, and intelligence was not something that could be collected by collecting, no matter what, his situation was indeed more dangerous than his own.

So, the sword-wielder told him heavily: "Be careful, if you encounter an emergency, it is important to save your life, and then find a way to find me." ”

Jiang Lu nodded with emotion: "It's too reliable, brother!" ”

Looking at the time, the sword-wielder said: "Next is when I can rest, I have to meet the others, exchange information, if you can't go, go back first, and I'll find a way to tell you when there is a new progress." ”

Jiang Lu said "um": "Be careful on the road." ”

......

Back on the third floor, Jiang Lu cautiously pushed open Mrs. White's bedroom door and took a look.

She is doing her daily routine on her skin, soaking in a milk-filled tub with a mask on, and listening to music.

Jiang Lu didn't bother him, but gently closed the door.

White hasn't come back yet, so there are no shark party people in the villa, and because of Jiang Lu's presence on the third floor, Mrs. White deliberately asked the servants who were supposed to be on the third floor to go to the second floor to standby.

This gave Jiang Lu an opportunity.

He snuck into the study and rummaged through White's desk.

Finally, he found what he was looking for.

"Sure enough, it's really a dog that can't change eating!"

Jiang Lu smiled contemptuously.

After Mrs. White told the story of his eleventh year-old, Jiang Lu believed that White was a guide in private, and after so many years of habit, it was impossible for him to quit at all.

Sure enough, Jiang Lu found a bound book without a cover from the mezzanine in the desk drawer.

When you open it out, even Jiang Lu, a pervert, is called a pervert.

"BYD is still a Furuicon?"

What is the so-called squid mother, spider girl, snake girl on the catalog, although it is not as good as Jiang Lu's treasured ghost and ghost girl guide, but it is enough to go against the sky.

With the purpose of collecting evidence, Jiang Lu carefully appreciated it.

And just as he placed the bound book on his desk, a blank stack of leather paper in the corner of the desk caught his attention.

"This is the agreement?"

He took a closer look at the clue that he had almost missed, even though it was on the table.

There is no text on the leather paper, but there are many uncomfortable patterns carved on the edges.

It's not that the meaning of the patterns themselves is bad, most of these patterns are various animals, such as goats, bats, poisonous snakes, etc., and there is nothing special about them.

But the aura they exude can make people have a lot of negative emotions.

They are like eyes in the abyss, looking at the human beings in front of them.

Jiang Lu frowned.

He always felt a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember what it was.

His instincts told him that it might come from the underworld.

But having lost most of his memory, he couldn't make out what it was.

This distressed him.

"No, no, you can't watch it for too long..."

He rubbed his temples and his expression was not very good.

It didn't take long for him to stare at the leather papers, and he felt some dizziness and nausea.

Affected by this thing, he even felt that his thinking was a little unclear.

This is not good news, if even he has been affected by this thing, then it is not easy to say what state White is in who made his fortune from this thing.

Jiang Lu guessed that he was afraid that even his soul had already been betrayed to the demons in this city, and even if it wasn't, it was not far from this step.

Because it's not something that humans can control.

Thinking of this, he put the leather paper back in its place, and then lay down on the chair to try to get rid of the negative effects of the leather paper.

Unexpectedly, this time the healing buff did not play its due role, and Jiang Liu's state became more and more sluggish.

He gradually realized that this negative emotion stemmed from the darkness in his own heart, and he had to vent it if he wanted to solve it.

But which part of the darkness accounts for the most proportion?

Jiang Lu pondered for a long time, and gradually his gaze stayed on the bound book spread out on the table.

Then, gradually, he understood everything.

......

Nine.

A special limousine fitted with bulletproof glass drove into the manor and slowly stopped at the main entrance of the villa.

The secretary in the co-pilot got out of the car, came to the back seat, opened the door of the back seat, and reached out to block the roof.

White got out of the car.

Even if the elegant black suit adds a bit of maturity to him, he looks like a childish teenager at all, but his eyes always inadvertently reveal a little vicissitudes.

It's as if his body is young, but his soul is a scheming conspirator, always calculating something, and then exuding a complex glow of wisdom and insidiousness.

White walked through the door, and immediately a servant took off his coat for him, and then respectfully hung it on a hanger and held it to his chest: "Mr. White, everything in the bathroom and tea room is ready. ”

"Hmm."

He nodded and asked, "Is my mother back today?" ”

Mrs. White didn't come back all night last night, and White called her, saying that she was playing at her godmother's house and wouldn't be back too late.

If it was when his career was just starting, he might have been a little worried, but now in the entire West Bank, there is no longer any threat, and no one dares to disadvantage his mother, so he just told him a few words and didn't ask again.

"It's back, it's upstairs."

The servant did not say anything about Mrs. White returning with a young man.

As servants who have survived to the present day, these people have wisely realized that they only need to ask and answer anything, and not say a single word superfluously.

"Okay, I'll go check it out first." White smiled softly and went upstairs.

The servants did not neglect his smile in any way, they knew very well that White was like a poisonous snake, and that he should not be deceived by his smile and do something offensive to him, or he would laugh and break your head.

When he went upstairs, the servants looked at each other with strange expressions, and then lowered their heads and went about their work.

They had a hunch that something big might be happening.

Especially the maid who had just procured what Mrs. White had asked for, and she didn't dare to say a word.

If this incident is exposed, she will definitely be finished.

......

"Honey, do you really like that?"

Mrs. White, dressed in an animal suit, asked with some shame as she bit her lip.

"Don't ask, but I think I've developed a common hobby with Little White."

"Does this have anything to do with Little White?"

"I can't say, it's a secret between our men."

"You're necrotic."

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Mother? Are you there? ”

Mrs. White suddenly panicked, and replied, "I'm here!" You're back? ”

After speaking, he immediately asked Jiang Lu in a low voice and anxiously: "What should I do?" ”

"May I come in?"

"Ah, it's not convenient now."

"Does your voice sound wrong, sick?"

"No... No. ”

Mrs. White saw that Jiang Lu's brows were tightly knit and she didn't say a word, and she was very anxious: "You can think of a way." ”

Then Jiang Lu's brows suddenly relaxed.

"Keep talking to him."

"What?"

"I said to continue to talk to him, and talk as I usually talk now."

Jiang Lu smiled dotingly, loosened his muscles as a warm-up, and reminded: "Don't show your stuffing." ”