Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Okay, then I smoke?"

After 3 minutes, it's all over.

Looking at the new friend application information in the X letter on his mobile phone, the eldest nephew of the Golden Armored Warrior who does not shake Bilian looks confused.

Mobile phone, old man, subway. JPG's world-famous paintings are the true portrayal of Zhang Chulan's heart at this time.

"Ah, it seems that the game was messed up, and the real master has come to the door."

Rubbing the head of her four-leaf clover sister, Zhang Chulan glanced at the ID on the phone screen called "Ruya and easy-going Meng Qipao", and then looked at the eight words "I know the truth" in the friend request message. , I couldn't stop my heart from shaking.

Although I don't know what went wrong, his actions have undoubtedly been exposed. Now that the final boss is flying a dragon on his face, what should we do next?

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Chapter 144 Zhang Chulan: Set a small goal and set up people first.

As we all know, young people in the world under one person are often used to thinking carefully and calculating step by step, while the old people kill one by one decisively and do it without accepting it. It is really a strange style of painting.

Today, our internationally renowned old Yin coin Zhang Buyao Bilian Chu Hushu Baolan found himself in a big crisis.

The disguise he has worked so hard for more than ten years may have been seen through by his silly uncle's mysterious boss.

Now how to do?Total denial?

Should I answer three points true and seven points false?Or should it be said that part of it should be reserved for contextual misleading?Or just pretend not to see it?

No, no.Uncle Wei is still working under him, if I turn a blind eye, he will most likely blame Uncle Wei

Zhang Chulan couldn't figure it out.

He swears that when he chatted with his uncle's colleagues, he only talked about some household matters, and he never took the initiative to ask any questions that crossed the line, and the follow-up information was only obtained through comparison and analysis.

At the same time, in order to avoid the suspicion of interested people, he also planned and arranged the chat time and chat objects reasonably. During such a long time, everyone just chatted "casually" for three or five sentences at intervals.

Unless Boss Meng can get all the communication records of his employees, it is impossible to analyze that the real purpose of chatting with them is to collect intelligence.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and the time passed by every minute. Knowing that Boss Meng, who was far away in Shanghai, was holding his mobile phone and waiting for his reply, Zhang Chulan became more and more anxious, and he had to make a decision as soon as possible.

"Damn it! Where did it get exposed!?"

On the other side, Meng, who had already cheekily climbed onto the bed and lay next to Rose, turned his mobile phone to Do Not Disturb mode and threw it aside, then reached out and waved the two cards between his fingers in front of the girl.

Truth: Please go to the street and say your three-dimensional out loud.

Big Adventure: Stop three strangers and say out loud that I know the truth.

"Hey, I have no idea what a three-dimensional is. I have already sent three random people in other people's circles of friends in front of you about the big adventure. I have completed it, right?"

"Anthracene, all right. People are reluctant to say that you have passed the test, but why did you lie down?"

Hearing this, Meng Lang twisted his body again in the warm and comfortable bed with a hint of girlish fragrance. After finding a more comfortable position, he closed his eyes gently with a relaxed expression, and said lazily:

"Stop playing! Ever since I moved to Shanghai, I haven't stopped every day. I'm a little tired. Now I want to lie down quietly for a while."

"Is that so?" Rose smiled sweetly when she heard the words, turned sideways and leaned her little head in his arms, hugging his arms and said softly, "I'll accompany you."

"Ah."

The two hugged each other quietly without saying a word, closed their eyes, listened to each other's heartbeat, breathed each other's breath, and enjoyed each other's company.

In this way, time passed quietly.

After a while, Rose secretly opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, and a hesitation flashed in her pupils.

Just as the girl was wondering whether she should break the beautiful and quiet atmosphere, Meng, who felt her body tense slightly, asked calmly, "Do you have anything to say?"

Rose bit her lip and struggled for a while, then as if she had figured something out, she let go of her hands holding Meng Lang, turned over and lay down on her back.

She stared at the ceiling in a daze, and slowly opened her mouth, her voice was light and ethereal: "Meng Lang, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Oh?" Meng Lang also opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, half of his mouth slightly curled up in a smile, "Stop pretending to be a little girl? So you're going to have a showdown with someone Meng?"

Hearing this, Rose was silent for a while, and then sighed leisurely: "It's not a showdown, I'm just very self-aware."

"For the past ten hours or so, you have been pitying me, a dying person, and acting with me."

Seemingly guessing that Meng Lang wanted to explain, the girl continued to speak first, "I know what you said is a little out of character, and you really mean it well. You want me to have less regret."

"But" said, Rose turned her head and glanced at the man beside her, with a disappointed look on her face, "Everything about me comes from my own choice, whether it exists or disappears, it's all my own will."

"When you told everyone about Chen Duo's story, didn't you tell the truth? Why don't you let the problem go to me?"

"It's well said in the book, Zifeiyu, Anzhi Yuzhile, how do you know that when I really face death, I'm not secretly laughing?"

While talking, a sly look suddenly appeared on Rose's small face, and the witch's disposition that had been hidden before was also revealed in an instant.

"To tell you the truth, after seven years of hiding behind that stupid girl who looked at Dali, my old lady couldn't take it anymore!"

"I don't know how happy I am to be able to get rid of her and put her brain back in at the same time!"

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"Well, the only pity is that I can't see the scene where she took you down completely. It's a bit of a fly in the ointment."

Meng Lang: ￣ー￣

Well, this girl turned out to be black.

Just thinking about it, Rose stretched out her small fist and slammed his chest hard, saying, "What? Then are you still willing to answer my question?"

Shaking his head helplessly, Meng Lang spread his hands and feet, and his lying posture became more relaxed: "Ask me, anyway, you are the oldest today, and I know everything without saying anything, as long as you don't spread the secret."

"Well, that's good. I promise I won't spread it to the outside world, and I won't even tell Dali. Is this the head office?"

"Come on, you ask"

"Hey! The first question is, are you and Feng Baobao together?"

Meng Lang: ノへ￣,

At the same time, after thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Chulan felt that she could still be rescued, so she picked up the computer and began to think about how to write this "self-defense manuscript".

Well, first of all, my own affairs must not be exposed. This is the main premise.

Secondly, since the other party already knows my purpose, it is obviously impossible to fool me by pretending to be stupid. At least I have to do something dry, and at the same time, I can't implicate Uncle Wei.