When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

"What's going on?!" Tang Yutian suddenly stood up and asked forcefully.

As soon as the president's words came out, the bodyguards scattered all over the hall rushed upstairs immediately.

After Tang Yutian finished speaking, he also directly stepped on the sofa, jumped off, and loaded the bullet in the middle, and with a crisp 'click' sound, he just landed on the ground.

His whole set of movements is like flowing water, of course, the main reason is that he is handsome and has a good figure, his coolness index breaks through the sky, and he is very enjoyable to watch.

Mao Jixiang rubbed his chin and exclaimed, "You're so damn handsome, Qi Qi, should we follow?"

Qin Yi looked at Tang Yutian's figure running upstairs in a hurry, and thought that Tang Ranzhi really held a lot of weight in his heart.He hesitated for a moment: "Could it be to divert the tiger away from the mountain?"

Mao Jixiang nodded: "Then we have to go up, how dangerous it is to stay here!"

"..."

When they rushed to the second floor, squeezed into the crowd, and rushed to the front, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

Every other room in the corridor on the second floor, which is about five or six meters, has a chandelier on the top, which is a luxurious and elegant European style.

At this moment, a rope hangs down from the chandelier, and this rope is wrapped around a long black thing, hanging it firmly under the lamp and hanging in mid-air.

Mao Jixiang: "This... what is this thing?"

Qin Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.Because he saw the foot that couldn't be bound under the black cloth.

The chandelier seemed to be unable to withstand such a heavy gravity, and it swayed with a 'creak', and the exposed foot also swayed.

That is……

The corpse of the old housekeeper...

Qin Yi is quite familiar with such things as shrouds. He studied this topic with the professor when he was a graduate student.

On the other side, Tang Ranzhi tightly covered his mouth, his pupils widened, apparently overly frightened.He said tremblingly, "I, I opened the door and saw..."

Tang Yutian stood behind him, put the gun back on his waist, then leaned down through the wheelchair, covering Tang Ranzhi's eyes gently.

He said: "It's just a dead person, nothing to see."

Tang Yutian's voice was so gentle that Qin Yi and Mao Jixiang shuddered at the same time.

Mao Jixiang's brain was wide open, and he asked secretly: "Is this buddy here to take over Xia Qingqiu's class? The temperament of this weak little white lotus is also very similar."

Mao Jixiang's brain was in full swing, but he saw Qin Yi standing with his hands behind his back, and said to him aloofly: "...Mr. Mao, don't make random assumptions, this is disrespect for others."

"..." Damn it.

The thought of 'my ally's painting style is not right' got deeper and deeper in his mind.

Let's talk about the blame man, even if such a big incident happened, No matter how high his status was, Baye Tang would have to lie and apologize to the guests at the door, swearing that he would meet again at another time.

Those guests were also reasonable, they really thought that Tang Qinglong was free to practice shooting and shooting apples at home, and they all hurriedly said that your beloved son is really amazing and talented, and that it's just a word from your eighth master thing.

Although Tang Baye was tired, he was overwhelmed with satisfaction from the compliments. When he was about to go back to his room and go to bed in a healthy posture, he saw him wrapped in a shroud hanging on the chandelier with his feet facing him as soon as he went upstairs. The old housekeeper who keeps wandering.

what's the situation? !

Tang Baye almost rolled down the stairs.

Really almost.

But he still maintained his balance, walked to Tang Yutian calmly, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Yutian, I will leave this small matter to you." Then he walked to his room, 'bang' Close the door with a bang.

So majestic.

After Tang Baye left, his subordinates quickly cleaned up the corridor, and one of them answered the phone halfway, and immediately ran to report to Tang Yutian: "Mr. Tang, the person you asked us to investigate has been found. His name is Zhou Wanfu, from Zhaoqing City. Man, born in 1978..."

Tang Yutian didn't want to hear these nonsense at all, so he interrupted: "He is not on the invitation list, how did he get in."

The subordinate was a little hesitant: "The receptionist said that this person has an invitation from the second master."

This second master is Tang Qinglong.

The title "Second Master" actually has some ironic connotations in it, although it sounds quite generous, but Tang Qinglong met Tang Yutian, isn't he the second child of ten thousand years.

Tang Yutian narrowed his eyes dangerously: "He was invited by Tang Qinglong?"

At this point in the matter, Qin Yi pulled Mao Jixiang back a dozen meters quietly.Time is running out, they have to exchange information and discuss the final answer.

Qin Yi recounted his experience in the Tang family, Mao Jixiang fell silent, scratched his hair and began to think in distress.

Qin Yi: "Mr. Mao, who do you think it will be?"

Mao Jixiang is a person who looks at his face completely, he pondered: "I think it should be Tang Qinglong." He looks like a pervert.

He then asked Qin Yi again: "What do you think?"

As soon as Qin Yi uttered the word Tang, he heard Tang Yutian sneer in front of him: "What are you doing so far away, come here."

"..." Qin Yi responded, "Oh."

Mao Jixiang muttered: "Why do I feel that he cares about you..."

Qin Yi walked forward for a while, then stopped.Then under Tang Yutian's dissatisfied gaze, he moved forward a little bit, and so on and on, until Tang Yutian's brows relaxed, Qin Yi's nose almost stuck to his clothes.

He smelled a faint smell of smoke mixed with an unknown brand of cologne.

I can't describe it, but like him, it's cold but smells good.

Tang Yutian was finally satisfied, and warned: "Stand still."

"..."

Looking at the couple in front of him, Mao Jixiang felt that his brain was not enough.

But he hasn't forgotten the business, and asked with his mouth, "Don what?" '.

Qin Yi pointed to the door on the right.

Tang Ranzhi.

ヾ(｀Д) That little paralytic?

Mao Jixiang felt that he couldn't accept it, and he was full of doubts and felt uncomfortable.After finally waiting for Tang Yutian to follow his men to the monitoring room to check the monitoring, there were only five or six bodyguards left on the second floor, so he hurriedly leaned over and whispered to his allies: "Why?"

Qin Yi: "I can't say, maybe it's not him..."

Halfway through the conversation, Tang Yutian went back and forth, put one hand in his pocket, and said to Qin Yi in a cold and charming way: "Idiot, don't run around."

Qin Yi nodded. He still knew the basic etiquette of being a guest at someone else's house. He reciprocated: "Mr. Tang, you should be more careful."

Tang Yutian snorted coldly before going downstairs.

Mao Jixiang: There must be something wrong with these two!There must be a problem!If it's okay, he swallows panties live!

——Xiao Mengmeng: "The system prompts that there are still one hour and five minutes before the end of the dungeon."

——Little bad bad: "Silly beep, there are still one hour and five minutes, so you can do it yourself."

I don't know when it started, as long as the two of them get together, their system seems to be online, and Qin Yi can hear the little bad voice.

Mao Jixiang was very tired: "Can I change the system with you? Your little Mengmeng is so cute."

Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder and persuaded: "You might as well change your angle and adjust your mentality, maybe the way you look at things will be different."

Mao Jixiang has never heard such words since junior high school.

But he thought about it carefully——

"Another angle...Another angle?" Mao Jixiang suddenly had an epiphany, "Do you think Tang Ranzhi might be pretending?!"

Tang Qinglong was indeed more motivated, but in terms of time, it didn't match at all. He swung back from the bar after the banquet, and he walked through the main door, so there was no need to go through the small door.

Tang Ranzhi was different, Lao Feng was only half a corridor away from him.It was he who screamed first just now, which led everyone upstairs.What is even more suspicious is why Dudu today, Xiaomei, who usually took care of him, asked for leave and returned home?And there is no substitute?

"It's not impossible," Qin Yi thought for a while, "The book only said that he was paralyzed by the compression of the spinal nerves. Some nerve compressions just caused the spinal cord to enter a dormant state, which is an incomplete paralysis. It's not impossible to recover."

Mao Jixiang said: "Why do you know so much?"

"I like to read books on weekdays, and all kinds of books are involved." Qin Yi smiled, "If you are interested, I can recommend a few for you."

"Ah no, no need...thank you...I'll just ask casually...I kind of appreciate my culture-poor feeling..."

"Mr. Mao, you are so humorous." Qin Yi said, "By the way, I don't know if you have noticed. I just told you that when Mr. Tang opened the door for me, he said that it was not convenient for him to get up from the bed?"

Mao Jixiang: "Not just now, but now I have noticed."

Qin Yi continued: "When he went to close the window, I saw that the bed in his bedroom was very tidy without a single wrinkle."

Mao Jixiang: "What the hell?!" The little paralyzed man is really suspicious!

In the end, the two discussed and decided to test Tang Ranzhi.

Mao Jixiang proposed several proposals, but Qin Yi rejected them on the grounds of 'violating humanitarianism'.

In the end, Mao Jixiang exploded: "Where does it violate humanitarianism! Tell me!!"

Qin Yi still shook his head firmly: "We should be full of care, love, and respect for people."

God!

"...So what can you do?"

Qin Yi said seriously: "We can have a good talk with him."

"Okay, okay, talk, talk?" Mao Jixiang felt as if he was deaf, "Brother, are you serious?"

……

In the end, of course Mao Jixiang, who was bluffing like he had eaten gunpowder, rushed in and kicked Tang Ranzhi's wheelchair over, the movement was so fast that Qin Yi didn't expect it.

Unprepared, Tang Ranzhi fell out of the wheelchair and remained motionless in the landing position, with his legs slumped limply.

Qin Yi didn't have time to criticize Mao Jixiang, he ran over to help Tang Ranzhi up: "Mr. Tang, are you okay?"

Mao Jixiang blinked and blinked: "Sorry, I was not careful, what, my feet are slippery..."

Tang Ranzhi: "..."

Mao Jixiang whispered to Qin Yi: "I'm sure it's him, let's talk to the system. Look at his posture when he fell to the ground, and those two legs feel quite strange..."

As soon as Mao Jixiang finished speaking, the voices of the two systems rang: "The guessing object, Tang Ranzhi, cannot be changed once confirmed."

Qin Yi always has a bad premonition, he feels that things are not that simple, and Mao Jixiang is too arbitrary: "Mr. Mao, let's observe and observe."

"It's almost dawn, if you observe the hair, just Tang Ranzhi! Choose Tang Ranzhi!"

System: "The guessed object has been confirmed and cannot be changed. Please wait a moment for the host."

At this time, Tang Yutian came up from downstairs and just walked to the door, he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Although Tang Ranzhi was still being supported in a wheelchair, his weak and messy appearance made it easy to see what he had just experienced.

Qin Yi: "Sorry..."

Tang Yutian pretended not to hear, stepped forward, knelt down in front of Tang Ranzhi, and lifted the blanket on his lap.

Then he rolled up Tang Ranzhi's trouser legs, exposing the joints where the calf meets the joints. Tang Yutian raised his hand to pull it up, making a mechanical 'click' sound.

Damn it...

Is it a prosthesis? !

It's not written in the book!

Didn't write about the process of sawing legs and installing prosthetics!

The expression on Mao Jixiang's face was like thunder, but Qin Yi was not as exaggerated as him, but he couldn't hide his surprise.

So they guessed wrong?

At this time, the familiar voice sounded in their heads again:

——"The guessing object is wrong, and the task fails."