After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Believe in science, believe in biology.

Yin Ronglan feels that she has been deliberate enough to ignore some temporarily unexplainable supernatural phenomena in her life.But in the face of this kind of existence, unless he is blind, it is really difficult to deceive himself.

"Are you going to sweep or not?" The young man narrowed his eyes displeased.

Yin Ronglan shook his head, his lips twitched twice, but he couldn't tell what he was talking about, so he went to the service desk to buy two bottles of water and left.

Chen Zhan basked in the warm sunlight and estimated the time when the other party left, which was just enough for a romantic encounter.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, Yin Ronglan knew what he was planning, and explained: "I met a...fool."

Chen Zhan frowned. It is not very polite to use this word to address people. From an objective standpoint, he said, "Respect them."

Yin Ronglan nodded.

The weather at the seaside changed as it said, and the weather forecast reported a sunny day, but suddenly it rained a little.

Chen Zhan glanced at other places, Yin Ronglan looked along, and saw a middle-aged uncle packing his things and preparing to leave.

"Know?"

Chen Zhan shook his head: "He has been paying attention to our place before."

Yin Ronglan took one look and then looked away: "Probably the police."

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows.

Yin Ronglan: "Didn't the police tell you not to leave the city for the time being after An Leng's death?"

When Chen Zhan thought about it, it seemed that such a thing really happened.

"Chasing all the way abroad, will the travel expenses be reimbursed?"

This can be a realistic version of chasing after a thousand miles.

Yin Ronglan smiled: "First you asked for a leave of absence, and then you went abroad. Your behavior seems very suspicious."

Chen Zhan considered whether to explain.

Seeing his thoughts, Yin Ronglan said: "Talking too much will have the opposite effect."

Just thinking about this sentence, I heard him say: "Besides, we are on our honeymoon."

Chen Zhan: "...so?"

Yin Ronglan: "It's good for someone to watch Xiu Enai."

Chen Zhan subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, without changing his face, it was true: "You were not like this before."

Yin Ronglan didn't speak, and helped him unscrew the bottle cap, and the two got up and walked towards the hotel.

On the way, Chen Zhan thought over and over again when the other party's personality changed.

[System: Isn't it just after getting to know the host? 】

Chen Zhan's footsteps froze suddenly, and then he walked forward as if nothing had happened.

When he was away from home, he always advocated frugality, but this time, Yin Ronglan did not stop Yin Ronglan from booking a luxury suite.At any rate, it was in the name of a honeymoon, even though they were not officially married yet.

Chen Zhan only stopped updating the article at hand, and now he has to work hard to continue writing about male gods. Yin Ronglan sat aside and checked the emails sent by his subordinates, and the two sides did not disturb each other.

It wasn't raining much and the windows were open.A gust of wind blows, bringing the taste of a faint sea breeze.

Chen Zhan couldn't help but look out the window. In order to better enjoy the sea view, they lived on a low floor.

Yin Ronglan took the time to look at him: "Do you want to deliver food?"

Chen Zhan shook his head, took out his mobile phone and prepared to buy it himself.

Since learning cooking with Lin Mu, I am more interested in food than before. Seafood is naturally the main food in Linhai.When Chen Zhan was looking at the menu, he noticed a young man sitting on the left.

Most of the passers-by would give him an extra look, the awkward posture of holding a knife and fork really makes people want to go forward and correct it themselves.

slap!

The young man's hands slipped for a moment, and the crab on the plate was not successfully opened, but instead rolled to Chen Zhan's side.

Wrapped in a tissue, picked it up and put it on the table, Chen Zhan came over: "On purpose?"

The young man was shocked: "How do you know?"

"..."

One thing is that Mr. Wu and the law enforcement officers have really achieved their goals. Faced with such an existence, Chen Zhan really has no way to start.

Even though he saw something suspicious, he didn't want to talk to the fool, so he chose to ignore it.

I ordered two sets of seafood noodles and packed them upstairs, refusing to look back.

As soon as the door opened, Yin Ronglan looked up and saw Chen Zhan coming in with a complicated expression, vaguely understanding something.Instead of asking, he talked about the taste of the food.

Chen Zhan finished eating first, then turned on the computer again to get down to business.Because he didn't deliberately type with his back turned, Yin Ronglan could clearly see what was written on the screen——

Some accidental coincidences caused many people to misunderstand me.At one time, I even thought that people who had a similar relationship with me could form a group and write a book "Prison Records".

It's all fallacy.

for example:

After the arson case, someone tried to stab me with a knife in the restaurant, but failed and was arrested.After being detained for a period of time, she finally saw the light of day.

The good times didn't last long. This woman who had a brief encounter with me and forged an indissoluble feud because of her chin, disappeared a few days after leaving the detention center.The police suspected that she had something to do with the arson case, and they wanted to conduct a follow-up investigation in private, but they didn't expect that she would disappear under their noses.

And the last person she saw before she disappeared was the male god.

I didn't know all this before the police routinely questioned me.

According to the male god, he took the initiative to ask the woman to meet, and the purpose was to ask if she was involved in setting the fire, but unfortunately, no useful information was obtained.After that, the two sides never met again.

It's like what every criminal suspect would say.

As the person next to the pillow, I can clearly feel that he is hiding something.

At night, I lay on my side, and for some reason, even with my back to the male god, I could feel that the male god was not asleep.

As if to confirm my guess, he softly called my name.

Pretending to be motionless, the male god lifted the quilt very gently and landed on the ground with bare feet.

Without turning on the light, all movements were blocked in the dark.

The male god went to another room, worried that we were too close, so I could only hide in the corner of the bedroom and carefully guess by hearing.

The sound of rustling, zippering, and the sound of moving boxes.

The next day, while the male god was at work, I tried to walk into that room, and was surprised to find that the door was locked.

The night came again, sharing the same bed, the male god helped me tuck the quilt, and asked with a smile, "Can't sleep?"

"A little insomnia."

Male God: "Counting sheep?"

"Too lazy to count."

Male God: "Shall I tell you a story?"

"it is good."

The male god told the story of Blue Beard in an extremely gentle tone: "Blue Beard gave all the keys to his wife and asked her not to enter one of the rooms..."

While talking, he gently patted my back gently.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.When he woke up again, the male god had already gone to the company, breakfast was on the table, and the ketchup was extraordinarily red.

After breakfast, I searched around in the villa, and finally found a bunch of spare keys on the bottom floor of the bedside table.

Standing in front of the locked door, he hesitated for a moment before inserting the key.

What appeared in front of me was a messy room, piled up with many old things that were not used.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.

I hastily closed the door and stood at the stairs to see that it was he who went and returned.

"I forgot to bring the documents." The male god smiled.

When going upstairs, his eyes suddenly stayed on the innermost room for a moment, and his smile became more meaningful.

At three o'clock in the morning, the male god woke up again, but this time he did not return to the bedroom.Standing upstairs, I saw the lights on outside, and he was putting the suitcase in the trunk, not knowing where he was going.

When I ran downstairs, I thought I had already left with the car, but unexpectedly there were two more people at the door, one in front of the other stopped the male god.

The two police officers who were originally in charge of watching from the dark had sharp eyes: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Male God: "There is something."

"Can we see the trunk?"

After opening it, there was a rusty shovel and a black suitcase.

"What's in there?"

Male God: "Privacy."

As the last person to meet the missing person, the male god is suspected, and it is legal to cooperate with the investigation within an appropriate range.

After all, the suitcase was slowly opened, but the picture displayed was not a stinking corpse, but cash.

The police officer looked a little ugly: "What are you doing with so much money?"

Male god: "Bury."

"Why do you want to bury it?"

"Hide private money."

"...how can anyone hide money in a suitcase?"

Male God: "Because I am rich."

Indeed, the money was nothing to him.

In order to increase his persuasion, the male god provided several places to bury the money one after another, all in the property garden under his name.

Under the surprised eyes of the police, I was also puzzled: "I have never managed your money."

"That's why I don't like it." The male god: "According to our relationship, you should let me turn in my salary. I will fight wits and bravely to hide some small money. This is the fun of lovers."

The other party doesn't practice, so he can only enjoy himself by acting in sitcoms.

"Are you not afraid of being corroded if buried for a long time?"

The male god shook his head: "It will be dug out in two days before changing the place."

"..."

The male god asked seriously: "So when will you let me turn in my salary?"

Under the moonlight, because of the street lights, I can see quite clearly.

I caught a glimpse of the expressions on the faces of the two police officers at the moment, and I helped them ask the question that was not convenient for them because of their duties: "Are you... do you have a problem with your brain?"

"Cough cough."

Uninterrupted coughing interrupted Chen Zhangengwen.

"Your throat is uncomfortable, go take a lozenge."

Yin Ronglan smiled unnaturally: "So you still remember these things."

Chen Zhan thought for a while: "After all, it happened in less than two months."

Yin Ronglan wanted to say a few more good words, but it couldn't match the speed of Chen Zhan's uploading of new chapters.

He pressed the center of his brows, and said with a helpless smile: "I'm not famous in my life."

Chen Zhan's eyes were full of doubts: "Don't make random settings for yourself."

The two were chatting and laughing, but the comment area quickly became lively.

[Wushan: Hide private money in a suitcase?Sorry for being rich. 】

[Lin Jia Guoguo: From this point of view, Chen Zhan is actually a victim. 】

[Handsome and tall Chen Meinan: A king who never lacks material! 】

Lin Chiang, who had already given up novels, specially read the latest chapter update because of certain things. He didn't speak for a long time, covered his swollen face for a long time, and closed his eyes hard.

Yin Ronglan walks all wild ways, completely because he likes to live his life in a horror style.

And he actually found such a person to learn from his emotional experience.

On the other hand, because Jiang Ying has been filming recently, reading novels is skipping chapters. Chen Zhan records mostly idle stories, and the plot is not coherent.

Just now, I glanced at today's update when I was taking a break, and I suddenly gasped... Why does this style seem familiar?