Sin Love Angel Chenxi Chapter

Angel and Mo Fei returned to the villa.

I told Emma, ​​who had been worried all the time, that the matter had come to an end and there was no need to be nervous.

Emma was relieved, and took the three children to the kitchen to make snacks.

Angel sat on the sofa, resting against Mo Fei.

Mo Fei let Angel lean in his arms and watch the news on the tablet with him.

Angor leaned on Mo Fei, and suddenly began to express his thoughts, "The greatest inventions in human history are papermaking and printing, but a tablet computer has overturned human civilization for 4000 years."

Mo Fei gently touched Angel, "But the text still exists, so it's like reading a newspaper."

"It's not the same." Angel shook his head, "Humans used to have a continuation and expansion of words, but now they tear them down and rebuild them. Words are the basis of human thinking. Through thinking, words are printed on the world. On paper, it is the last to spread, and every piece of information has to pass through the precipitation of time, but now..."

Angel tapped the tablet computer lightly, "They even removed the keyboard, just say a word, and the text will appear on the computer, press a button to send, and the text will appear on the public media, and the world will never be over again." There is no truth anymore!"

Mo Fei gently stroked Angel's hair, comforting this paranoid little old man.

Angor reached out and put his arms around Ace's neck, who came up to rub against him, pinching its furry ears, "I really miss the days when paper letters were still widely used."

Mo Fei looked at Angel in puzzlement, "It's more convenient to send emails."

Angel closed his eyes, "Imagine, thick and rough handmade hemp paper, with a quill pen dipped in ink, because it cannot be altered or deleted, so every word must be carefully thought out and carefully written. Or press it with a paperweight A piece of fine rice paper, pick up the brush, dip it in the ground ink, and put the pen down. When writing each character, you must consider the strokes that belong to you. Write two letters carefully. Letter, use some old sayings, and finally write some customary greetings, fold the letter, put it in the envelope, carefully carve a seal, press the cinnabar seal, or drop a drop of blood-red wax, and knock on the family crest .Give it to the person who sent the letter. That person has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, and delivered this letter to the person you want to contact. That person will always keep the letter, and even his descendants can save it. The feelings that have accumulated during the period when I read the letter after many years! It is not a recycle bin that can be emptied with one click."

Mo Fei gently stroked Angel's hair, lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Angel looked at him, "Aren't you going to express your opinion?"

Mo Fei smiled, "Everything you said is correct."

Angel poked Mo Fei, "No principle!"

Mo Fei nodded, "Yes."

Angel looked at Mo Fei's "submissive" smile and was very satisfied.

The two leaned together to watch the news on the tablet.

"The news of Luo Lin's disappearance has been reported in many places, and the attention is quite high." Mo Fei said, "Actually, this is also a benefit of self-media. At least people can choose what they want to pay attention to, rather than because of the restrictions of the media layout. Restricted. In the past, the news of Luo Lin’s disappearance might have only occupied a small piece of dried tofu, and soon people would not pay attention. The advent of the era of self-publishing and self-selection has destroyed the so-called authority and liberated Self-creativity, opportunities start to become equal.”

Angel looked at Mo Fei, "Is this a refutation of my theory?"

Mo Fei shook his head without thinking, leaned forward and continued to kiss him, "Everything you said is right, Angel, you are a sensual artist."

This scene happened to be seen by the two brothers Mo Qin and Mo Xiao who walked in. Aussie and Jiu Yi had long been accustomed to it.

Mo Xiao was speechless, "The two of them have always been so sweet, won't they get bored?"

Shen Jun, who came in last, packed his things and asked Mo Qin, "Are you staying for a few more days or are you going back with me?"

Mo Qin felt that there was nothing wrong with staying here except being rejected by Angel, so he said, "Let's go back together."

Shen Juan nodded, and wanted to call his assistant to ask him to prepare the plane, but he heard Angel say, "Then what, Mo Fei's nominal guardian uncle, go back first, Shen Juan stays here, there are some things I need you to do."

Shen Jun immediately hung up the phone and asked Angel, "Do you want me to stay in a hotel or a guest room?"

"I have a guest room over there." Oss pointed to the small building next door.

Mo Qin looked at Shen Jun speechlessly, pointed to himself, "I am your boss."

Shen Juan looked at him for a while, then replied, "But Angel is my benefactor."

Mo Qin had no choice but to ask Angel, "Why do you want him to stay? Do you want to file a lawsuit?"

Angel adjusted his posture again, and asked Shen Jun, "You seem to have minored in architecture when you were in college, right? It seems that your grades are still very good."

Shen Juan nodded, "Yes. I like architecture very much, and I also like painting..." As he said, he looked at Angel's paintings, "But fortunately, I didn't choose art and chose law back then. Painting is not enough just to have hobbies of."

Angel looked at him, "Are you implying that your talent is limited?"

Shen Jun nodded.

"Hmm..." Angel sat up, "Do you have artwork from that period? Can you show me?"

"Uh, okay." Shen Jun took out his mobile phone, which seemed to store a few of his works, and handed it to Angel for viewing.

Angel raised his eyebrows, "Oh, deconstruction."

Shen Juan nodded, "Well, I was almost obsessed with deconstruction back then."

Angel slightly regretted, "It's a pity that you didn't continue your studies."

Shen Jun was surprised, "Angel, you want to say that I have talent?"

"Not all talents are geniuses." Angel crossed his legs, "There are many artists and writers who come from different classes and have done different jobs. According to some statistics, many successful writers I was born as a farmer. Talent is just a kind of inspiration from God, not innate, just like God’s finger point, suddenly you have life, suddenly from no talent, become a gifted point."

Holding a cup of hot cocoa, Mo Xiao hugged Mo Yi, who was covered in flour, and put him on his knees, let him drink cocoa, and asked, "Talent is so casual, if you have it, you have it?"

"Anyway, I've always thought so." Angel nodded, looking at Shen Jun's works one by one, "He took out a sticky note from the table, wrote a string of names and a phone number on it, handed Go to Shen Jun."

Shen Juan took it, and saw a foreign name and phone number written on the sticky note, he was a little puzzled, "This is..."

"The greatest contemporary art master of deconstruction is also a world-renowned architect." Angel held the back of his head and said with a smile, "You call him and tell him that you are a fan of deconstruction. I recommend you." I did. He is giving lectures at the university, you can go and listen in, and you can ask him for tea or something, he is a very funny old man."

Shen Jun seemed a little excited.

Mo Xiao was a little puzzled, and asked Angel while holding his chin, "Angel, you hate Mo Qin so much, but Shen Jun is with him, why are you so nice to him?"

Mo Qin helped his forehead.

Angel seemed to think about this question seriously, and finally replied, "Not every husky in this world is cute...you can feel it."

"Pfft..." Oss, who was holding a cup beside him, couldn't hold back, and sprayed out a mouthful of tea.He found that it was beneficial for Mo Qin to stay here, and Angel used the energy of bullying him before directly on Mo Qin.And because Angor's physical fitness is average and his energy is limited, after torturing Moqin, Angor stopped torturing Oss.

Shen Yi looked at Emma, ​​who was busy with the twins in the kitchen, and kept distracted.

Sun Qi lightly touched Shen Yi with his arm, "Boss, why don't you take the initiative!"

Shen Yi scratched his head, "cough cough."

Angel looked at Shen Yi and said, "I support you, you will make Emma happy."

Shen Yi was a little embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic back to the case, "Angel, who is the murderer who killed Luo Lin?"

After hearing this, Angel replied calmly, "Pervert."

"I see." Oss shared a piece of macaroons with Elisa, and touched the two little flying squirrels by the way, "It's terrible to make the corpse like this."

"Why is the scene so clean? There is no blood, isn't it the scene of the first crime?" Sun Qi was curious, "The imitator said that he had been guarding the villa for a long time. If someone sneaked in the corpse, why didn't he find out?"

"That's right!" Shen Yi also nodded, "He entrusted you to investigate the case, which means that he himself is powerless, right?"

Angel leaned in Mo Fei's arms, listening to everyone's words, but did not answer.

At this time, Winnie was holding a tray, and ran to Angel with a flushed face, "An'an, do you want to eat the gingerbread I made?"

Angel picked up a piece and looked at it, "The bear is so cute."

Vinnie blushed even more.

Angel took a sip and nodded, "Delicious! Genius!"

Vinnie ran away cheering.

Others present looked at each other in blank dismay—why only Angel had it?Are they all ignored?

Oss didn't understand, and asked Angel, "What do those kids like about you?"

Angor chewed on the gingerbread, proudly.

Shen Yi and the others chatted about the case again. Mo Qin visited Angel's bookshelf and found a whole shelf of sketches. He asked, "May I show it?"

Angel shrugged indifferently and signaled—please feel free.

Mo Qin pulled out a few folders and started flipping through them.

Angel drew a lot of sketch manuscripts, almost everything in life can be drawn on paper, with a few strokes, there is no word to describe it except perfection.

Mo Qin couldn't help but ask, "Then what about your talent? Did it suddenly appear?"

Angel was checking the content on the tablet at this time, and snorted, "Mine is heredity, not talent. What you are born with must exist in the gene chain, and it is a gift from your ancestors. It has nothing to do with you. It doesn't matter much."

Everyone looked at each other and digested Angel's words... It seemed that this was indeed the case.

Angel was lazy for almost the whole afternoon, sleeping or looking up information in Mo Fei's arms.

After dinner, it got dark and the moon came out.It's half a month tonight, and there's a full moon in the sky... I don't know if it's because of some smog recently, but from a distance, the moon shows a strange rusty color.

Angel stood up, "It's almost time to go."

Shen Yi and others hurriedly drove to the villa.

This time, Mo Qin Mo Xiao and the others didn't go, but stayed at home with Emma and the others. After all, they were not policemen and had no interest in the crime scene at all.What's so interesting about that kind of murder scene? If you watch too much, you will have nightmares.

After Angel, Mo Fei and others arrived at Luo Lin's villa, they found that many reporters had gathered around the villa.

A reporter's sensitivity to news should be about the same as a shark's sensitivity to blood!With no news for so many days, people with common sense would think that Luo Lin might be in danger.Suddenly such a large number of policemen appeared near the villa. People from the forensics department came in and out, and the scene was blocked by a yellow line. Don't ask... something happened!

In fact, the journalists had already prepared the announcement and were waiting to ask the police whether it was suicide or homicide.

After Angel and the others entered the villa, the water on the ground was already clear, and everyone walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Looking at the scene again, everyone suddenly understood what Angel said before, "The murder scene will not be complete until night and the moon comes out." This sentence meant what it meant.