Talking about crime on paper

He Lin couldn't avoid the visitor, but he was followed closely by the ignorant Lin Xixi.

Seeing someone call this fox eye, Lin Xixi looked back, and in the dimly lit place, a red-faced young man who looked like he had been drunk in a flower house was looking at this place from a distance, his mouth full He shouted indistinctly: "Mr. Jingrui? Don't, don't go, this, such a coincidence, you also come to drink?"

Lin Xixi poked him, "Someone called you, it seems that you still have a big tongue."

He Lin sighed secretly, and turned around helplessly.

At this time, the sun was only setting, and it was far from the time for singing and dancing, but this young man was already drunk, obviously he had been in this flower building since daytime.

Disdainful in his heart, his face remained motionless, He Lin turned his head gracefully, and smiled: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Second Master Murong is still in such a good mood." Such a good mood of drinking indiscriminately and prostitution during the day.

Lin Xixi regained her spirits all of a sudden, isn't "Murong Er" the number two on his list of suspects?

"Who, who said that I'm drunk, let me go!" Second Master Murong waved away the entourage who was supporting him, staggered to the opposite side, and insisted on coming to say hello to He Lin.

Lin Xixi was firmly blocked by He Linyan, and she was very curious. She stuck out her head from behind him and saw where Murong Er came from - the place illuminated by the red lantern, on the plaque was written "Nightingale Pavilion" ".

It was clear that Ye Wenxiang had just died at dawn, and the sun had only gone out for one round at this time, and the nightingale pavilion had already resumed its bustle of people, and it was doing business as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Xixi suddenly felt melancholy. Although he had learned about Ye Wenxiang's notoriety today, he didn't expect that human feelings could be so cold.

He suddenly didn't like this overly lively Wuwang City a little bit.

"Hey, there's a little chick hiding?" The Second Young Master Murong was clearly delirious from drinking, and when he approached He Lin, he tilted his head and looked carefully at Lin Xixi who was deliberately blocked by He Lin. , clapped his hands and shouted, "Tender! Really tender! Red lips and white teeth, clear eyes, must be a little chick, Mr. Jingrui really has a good eye! I wonder how it sounds?"

He Lin frowned slightly, showing displeasure.

He resolutely turned sideways and backed away half a step, as if he wanted to hide Lin Xixi back, but also as if he was afraid that the smell of meat and wine from Second Master Murong's body would spray on himself.

Seeing Murong Er stretching out his hand to pinch his face, Lin Xixi hurriedly retreated too, leaving only a pair of eyes staring outside.

Noticing He Lin's retreating movement, and comparing Murong Er who was drinking heavily with his hatchback, Lin Xixi realized belatedly that He Lin obviously loves to be clean.

Except for the azure robe, everything on his body was neat and proper. After walking for a long while on the crowded Feihua Street, He Lin didn't even get a speck of dust on his toes.

The only eye-catching thing on this spotless person was the black fingerprints that Lin Xixi had just printed on it.

The coat that was snatched away by He Lin was put back on his hood, carrying his body temperature and the light orchid fragrance on his body.

He Lin urged in a low voice, "It's all dirty by you, you should wear it by yourself - wear it tighter and wrap your arm around it!"

Lin Xixi tightened her clothes obediently, thinking that He Lin still disliked him a little.

"Second Master Murong was just joking." He Lin pulled Lin Xixi into his arms, held Lin Xixi's head, and introduced without sincerity, "This is me—the youngest brother in the family. I'm a bit skinny, playing outside My clothes are all torn, just laugh at me."

Lin Xixi couldn't help but be overjoyed that she had been promoted to a higher level in just a short while.

"Oh? Since he is Mr. Jingrui's younger brother, he is also my younger brother." Murong Er squinted his eyes, reached out to lift the robe, but He Lin waved his hand to block him, and said awkwardly, "Don't panic, my brother." The young master is Murong City Lord's younger brother, Murong Di. I don't know how to call the younger brother?"

——Who will be your younger brother if you go away.

Lin Xixi rolled her eyes secretly, it turned out that this guy's name was not Murong Er, but Murong Di.

Lin Xixi didn't say anything for a while, but Murong Di got excited and said to He Lin, "Since I'm your young master, why don't you come in and have a sit together—Miss Ruan Yu is the leader today, so happy!"

"Miss Wen Xiang passed away less than a day ago, how can you celebrate so much?" Lin Xixi muttered softly.

"Congratulations! Why shouldn't you be congratulating?" Murong Di heard it clearly when he was drunk, and spat, "Ye Wenxiang, that fake and lofty stinky bitch, how dare I pretend to be so chaste and nine strong, and die Should!"

Lin Xixi secretly wrote down: Six, Murong Di hated Ye Wenxiang very much, and his suspicion value doubled.

"My younger brother is still young, and his family education is strict. The second son pays attention to his words. It's getting late, the second son should rest earlier."

The filthy words were unbearable, He Lin ran out of patience, said a word coldly, and dragged Lin Xixi away.

Lin Xixi was covered with clothes and couldn't see the road clearly, so he staggered as he was dragged by He Lin, and when he arrived at a quieter place, he couldn't help but lift up his clothes and said, "This man obviously got drunk in the Nightingale Pavilion by himself." , why are you scolding Ye Wenxiang again? With such inconsistency between words and deeds, do all of you people in Wuwang City have something wrong?"

He Lin was not annoyed, "Miss Wen Xiang had some entanglements with Murong Di before she was alive. She has a hot temper, and she has never had a guest enter her boudoir in her life. It is said that it is for the sake of her sweetheart's virginity; But she has always been rejected. He has always been a dandy who won't give up until he gets it, and he was frustrated by Caiying several times, so he was naturally annoyed."

Seeing He Lin explaining to him patiently, Lin Xixi hurriedly asked: "Since Murongdi likes Ye Wenxiang, what is his relationship with that Li Ruanyu? Why do you want to celebrate her?"

He Lin paused, and said helplessly: "Whether it's Caiying or Guanzhu, how could Murong Di treat such people sincerely? Even if he got all the girls in the Nightingale Pavilion, he would think of nothing else. Li Ruanyu is just acting on the occasion. Placing Ye Wenxiang is nothing more than being provoked by her, and the more she asks for it, the more she will not give up."

How can the human heart be so unspecialized?Lin Xixi couldn't believe it, "I heard that Li Ruanyu was almost killed by Ye Wenxiang, but was saved by Murong Di... The people in the teahouse clearly said that Murong Di wanted to redeem her life."

"Maybe it's true, but Murong Di spent a lot of money for her... But he also spent money like this to praise Ye Wenxiang before. In short, Murong Di is definitely not a kind of love. Don't take the gossip in the teahouse too seriously. "He Lin couldn't bear to hit Lin Xixi with such a frailty of humanity, so he turned around and warned him, "——So, don't provoke Murongdi, stay away from him."

Clue [-], Murong Di gave Ye Wenxiang and Li Ruanyu money, one got it, but the other didn't.

"How can this be done?" Lin Xixi didn't appreciate it, "I only found half of the news today, and finally met Murong Di, so I have to ask him about the story here someday."

He Lin raised his brows when he heard this, and said displeasedly: "You are obviously not yet an adult, why do you want to get into that flower building all day long? Could it be that you want to learn that Murong flute?"

"Where do I want to drill in? That chilling place, even if you ask me, I won't go!" Lin Xixi said dissatisfied, "I'm out of money, so I'm going to work for that magazine? Wang Badou— —Oh no, Master Wang asked me to submit reports every day. The report that can be used in "Lingque Tan" is not the entanglement in the flower building?"

Only now did He Lin come back to his senses, thinking of Lin Xixi's rough and plain clothes, the messy hair on his head, and the wolfish action when he got the chestnuts, he realized later: "Master Wang actually asked you to go "Lingque Tan"? How did you spend the past few days?"

Even looking at the sixteen outer cities in the south, Fantian Publishing House can be regarded as one of the best big publishing houses.But it is true that the publishing house is quite large, and it is also true that it is stingy.

Ever since Lin Xixi joined this magazine, not to mention the monthly payment, even the daily food allowance has been withheld by Mr. Wang in every possible way.There is no other reason for the deduction, it is nothing more than Lin Xixi's inability to produce any decent investigative reports, and the publishing house does not support idlers.

This is obviously an excuse. Assigning Lin Xixi, who is obviously underage, to "Lingque Tan" is really the worst trick that the cunning and cunning Wang Badou can come up with.

Fantian Publishing House has one grade-A periodical, about ten grade-B periodicals, and twenty grade-C periodicals.

Grade A magazines are the treasure of the town in any magazine, and sometimes they can even become the mouthpiece of the city lord or the secretary. Naturally, it is not something such as Lin Xixi can get involved in; There are no taboos for meat and vegetables in the content, so it will naturally sell more.

Grade C journals are the most eye-catching but also the least restrictive. Children can't read such restricted publications.

Hundreds of people in Fantian Magazine know that Mr. Wang with mustache and mung bean eyes is definitely not a good person—but he still doesn't dare to blatantly let Lin Xixi, who is still young, touch this kind of crow. shitty stuff.

So this upgraded version of the C-level magazine, except that it no longer involves explicit content, is exactly the same as the third-rate vernacular, and the main focus is still the secrets of Hualou. home.

Wang Badou is not completely unreasonable for such a shitty thing that feeds his conscience to the dog - he is a literati even if he is a detective, he is somewhat noble and ambitious, and he wants to write some influential and serious manuscripts, naturally No one wants to go to "Lingque Tan".

Seeing Lin Xixi being so insulted in the teahouse, he also knew how embarrassing it was to be a spy for a publication that specializes in gossip about prostitutes in flower houses.

As a result, "Lingque Tan" has naturally become the place with the largest manpower shortage in the entire Fantian Publishing House. Lin Xixi, a small handyman with unknown background, is a perfect place to go there to practice.

——It's a pity that He Lin doesn't intend to listen to Wang Badou's excuse now.

Because Lin Xixi was crying and playing tricks in front of him.

In He Lin's eyes, Fantian Publishing's treatment has always been first-class, never withholding money, let alone losing a boy's food allowance due to insanity.

However, as a descendant of the He family in Dust Star Island who never cared about the publishing house and only cared about his soul, He Lin, who had just taken over the publishing house for two years, had no idea that he was flattering and flattering all day long. Wang Badou is a real person.

Because of this, when He Lin threw Lin Xixi, which he picked up along the way, into the publishing house, he fully thought that Wang Badou would find him a job serving tea and water in the publishing house.

In the south's largest magazine that is sheltered from wind and rain and burns expensive fire dragons to keep warm in winter, the greatest danger Lin Xixi may face is just scalding his hands with tea——He Lin never thought of Lin Xi Xi will be oppressed to Sri Lanka.

Lin Xixi suppressed it for many days, and it wasn't until after some passionate accusations that He Lin sorted out the twists and turns.

"So you are only 14 years old?" He Lin thought for a while, the child nine years ago was only four or five years old, which is quite right, "Does Master Wang know your age?"

"Of course I know!" Lin Xixi was indignant, "He said that if he is not old enough, he can't be considered a regular worker, and it's not easy to pay the accountant for money. Even my meal allowance was paid out of his own pocket!"

"Shouldn't you not use it if you are not old enough? How can it be difficult to pay the money after using it?" He Lin thought about it more and more.

"Wang Badou said that as long as the monthly money is not paid, even if it is not child labor, even the tribunal can't judge him." Lin Xixi spoke very quickly, obviously copying what Wang Badou said.

It's fascinating logic.

He Lin was deeply shocked by Master Wang's shamelessness.

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PS. Tangled in indifference and cleanliness, He Lin is a Virgo for real ︿(￣︶￣)︿