I am a god in script killing

Chapter 3 The Traitor's Game (2)

"Are you bored, Miss?"

The housekeeper sat in the passenger seat and saw Bo Juan in the back seat through the mirror.

"It's okay," Bo Juan withdrew his gaze, turned his mind and asked, "Who will come back today?"

"There are only the eldest young master and the third master. The fourth young master has not come back yet," the housekeeper said, looking at Bo Juan's face and smiling, "Don't worry, eldest lady, those outsiders are not here today, they are all family members."

outsider?

Bo Jun unconsciously tapped his fingers on his knees, and tried again: "Oh? The old man didn't let them come back?"

As a large family engaged in gray trade, the Su family has reached its peak today, and the current person in charge of the family is Su Feng, the father of the Su family.

"Miss, don't say that, the old man is helping these relatives because the Su family is not prosperous." The butler pondered what the eldest lady meant, "This Su family is still my own family in the end, and you and the two young masters are the heirs."

Bo Juan suddenly smiled, and asked inexplicably, "Third Master doesn't count?"

"You like to call me Third Master like that when you're angry," the housekeeper glanced at the driver. The driver turned sideways consciously to show that he wouldn't let it out. Then he continued, his voice lowered, "Mr. Third Master's illness has even gone away. What's wrong with the old man?" Maybe give him the Su family."

Bo Juan smiled lightly and did not speak again.

But 069 listened to the conversation quietly, feeling confused.

The system center notified him to bring a novice, and he was specifically told to take care of him as a "gentle, kind, quiet, well-behaved and introverted" newbie.

069 agreed immediately.

But since he joined the post, the new player's series of behaviors don't look like a cute newcomer, and he doesn't need to be taken care of as much as the backstage staff said——

"its not right."

Mr. System muttered to himself suspiciously, but he didn't understand a little bit:
"Why do I feel that she has nothing to do with the words 'gentle and kind, quiet, well-behaved and introverted'? Is my database understanding of human language wrong?"

Is there another bug in the system?
Before he had time to think about it, Bo Jun got out of the car.

"Miss, the Patriarch is talking about something with the Third Master in the study, you take a break first, and I will come up to invite you after the Patriarch and the Third Master finish talking."

"Well, I see."

Bo Jun followed him through the elegantly decorated corridor, his eyes swept over the exquisite bronze wares.

After stopping, the butler leaned over to open the door for Bo Jun, and suddenly heard the sound of a car turning off and things being moved outside.

"Yo, I'm afraid the young master is back," the housekeeper laughed, "I'll go to meet the young master, miss, please rest first."

"Go." Bo Juan nodded. As soon as the housekeeper closed the door, he immediately walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked down -

The butler was hurriedly walking down the steps to take the gift box from a young man and talking respectfully.

Bo Jun's eyesight is very good, he can easily see the young man's face——

Deep eyes, straight nose, probably thin lips, an authentic Asian appearance, delicate and delicate.

Wearing a black windbreaker, about 1.8 meters tall, he moves swiftly and decisively when he walks.

"Su Ziyu, the eldest son of the Su family, is cunning, suspicious, and famously ruthless," 069 read the information he collected, "People in the business gave him the nickname 'Black Hunter'."

"What about your relationship with Su Jiulan?"

"They are both contenders for the family succession, but the eldest lady of the Su family and the eldest young master have a very good relationship."

069 thought for a while and repeated: "Very, very good, different from other people in the Su family."

"Friendship after death is different," Bo Jun said, "I heard that the two of them often go on missions together and have carried bullets for each other. This time Su Jiulan was injured, I think he is very anxious to come back."

As she spoke, she glanced around the room, and her eyes stopped on the shelf opposite the bed in the bedroom:
Cold weapon collection.

"That's not what I meant..."

069 sighed, watching Bao Jun flip through the dagger and put it back according to the original arrangement: "The relationship between the two of them is not special here."

Bo Juan didn't think too much, picked up the pen on the desk, took it apart and looked at it: "What's so special about it?"

069 considered his words: "There are some bad rumors from the outside world, saying that these two people..."

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The door was knocked rhythmically, two times up and two times down.

Bo Jun first gently closed the bedroom door, took off his coat and put it on the sofa in the living room, walked to the door but did not open the door.

"Don't you open the door?" 069 wondered, "It should be the young master outside."

Bo Juan didn't answer him.

(End of this chapter)