ghost in the book

Li was looking for his own hair boy, but he was surprised to hear that he, who was always good-tempered, was throwing a tantrum.

Wu Luo hesitated for a moment, but still lightly knocked on the door of the study, and it became quiet inside.After a while, Xiang Jimu opened the door and walked out. Seeing that it was Wu Luo, the expression on his face became slightly gentler.

"Why are you here?" Ji Mu stepped aside, apparently intending to lead him to another room.Wu Luo suddenly thought that the photos in the newspaper were taken in the study, and he felt a "thump" in his heart.He still had that natural dazed look on his face, but he walked into the study. He pulled his hairy sleeves as he walked, and asked with an anxious expression on his face, "Are you at home lately? Is it far away?"

Xiang Jimu couldn't hold back Wu Luo's footsteps, so he stretched out his long arms, hugged the young man, and turned him around.He smiled and said, "You are not my wife, how did you think of asking these details?"

"I thought I was close to your wife!" The young man's heart felt hot and then cold, and his nose felt a little sore. "We've known each other for so many years, but sometimes we always feel... a little strange... let's not talk about this, why were you angry just now?"

At this time, Playboy became completely benevolent, and smiled with a good temper, completely unable to bear the previous anger. "It's nothing, it's just the idiots from the newspaper office and the company. Just leave it alone, it's okay. I just want to go out recently, and I have something to do in Europe. Do you want me to bring you something?"

Europe!It's really hard to find a place to go!The young man was overjoyed, wishing he could hug Xiang Jimu and kiss him a few times. "Great! How are you going?"

"What's so great?" The other party was a little puzzled, "Of course it's my small passenger plane, it's fast and convenient, haven't you been on it before?"

Wu Luo nodded vigorously, looking desperate. "Yes, I knew it! Then can you give me a ride? I'm going to Venice, and the recent tickets are sold out..."

"Okay, no problem, but my itinerary is quite urgent a few days ago, you have to follow me, and I will take you there the next day, how about it?" Xiang Jimu pondered for a moment, rubbed his chin and said, "Your accommodation should also be No arrangement? Then come with me. By the way, what are you going to do in such a hurry?"

Seeing Fa Xiao agree, the young man almost couldn't bear to reach out his hand when he saw his familiar and friendly smiling face.In the end, he struggled in his heart for a long time, and he still pulled Xiang Jimu's right hand. Like all noble sons, the fingers were white and slender, and looked very useful.But it can't help but remind people, has this seemingly spotless hand ever been stained with any dark color?

Wu Luo pinched Fa Xiao's hand, and his fingertips couldn't help trembling.He swallowed, tried hard to suppress the terrible uneasiness, and raised a heartless smile. "There's an antique I'm very interested in over there. I'm afraid it will be snatched away if I go late. I just can't buy a plane ticket, so I'm begging you."

"What are you asking for? Is there any need for our relationship to be different? You come to my house at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and just set off together." Xiang Jimu patted the back of Wu Luo's hand affectionately, "Come on, let's go downstairs Go have a cup of black tea, I just shipped it back from India..."

After bidding farewell to his best friend, Wu Luo held the iron and rice fingerprint collector in his hand, and sat in his car dumbfounded, not even having the strength to scold himself.

Such a good friend, even doubted him, actually took his fingerprints!Is this world too crazy?Or are you too cowardly?Lost even the power to believe?

Even though his intuition told him to be careful, even though the evidence was there, Wu Luo still sadly told himself to trust that person, after all, he was the only one who accompanied him in those dark days!

However, after silently clenching his fists and bleeding the palms of his hands, the young man still started the car and drove straight to the Tieyoumi shop.

84. Tucao 76: Speaking of self-deception...

Tie Youmi tremblingly analyzed the fingerprint samples under the gaze of Wu Luo who was about to burn two holes in his back, and cursed in his heart: Isn't it all for your own good, your eyes have such a high hatred value what!

Although he was muttering in his head, as a well-known elite in the underground electronics industry in this area, Fatty Iron's technology is beyond doubt.His fingers quickly adjusted and tapped on the machine and computer, and finally listed a not-too-long data sheet.Then he turned around and looked at his junior brother with a serious look on his face.

"The conclusion is positive."

Although the young man hadn't learned English in the past few years, he, who used to be a frequent experimenter, immediately understood what this meant—the sample he brought was consistent with the fingerprint on the previous bug.In other words, Xiang Jimu is the one who bugged himself!

but why?

Isn't he his best friend who grew up together?

Even if he took a step back and said that Xiang Jimu had a lot of money and he was just a small antique shop owner, what was there to find out?unless--

It's about all kinds of mountains and seas!

That secret is so huge that it can even subvert human cognition, not to mention that if the thing is leaked out, I am afraid it will have a great impact on both sides.Those strange things, fierce and terrifying demon gods should still exist quietly in that mythical world.Going against the sky will never have any good results.

Now, though, what the hell is going on here?What will happen again?

Young people are unwilling to delve into it, but they have to think about all kinds of things about the past and themselves.Even if it is a one in ten thousand possibility, is there any responsibility on my body?At least those who are brought home by themselves need to be guarded.

As for Xiang Jimu, he is his best friend.On the one hand, Wu Luo didn't want him to take risks, especially after Huo Aohai's lesson; day.

Even if I don't tell him, even if it's curiosity, I shouldn't do it for the sake of it. Is there a need for a bug?Not to mention the weird topic of this year's latest model, but this behavior is already very puzzling.

Xiang Jimu never mentioned it, and he seemed to be okay in front of Wu Luo, and the wind was very light.Not even a hint of embarrassment was revealed.Such a calm mood suddenly made the young man a little scared. He felt as if he had had a ridiculous dream. After waking up from the dream, he found that he didn't recognize anyone.

Wu Luo panicked a lot, and his breathing was not smooth, he forced a dry smile at Tie Youmi, and then staggered away.

What is Xiang Jimu going to do?

What does he want to know?

Why did he do this?

What questions are like snake vines, crawling coldly across the young man's heart, seducing the darkness that he fears most in his heart.

Wu Luo also wanted to laugh at his conspiracy theory, but now he had to force himself to face it, because he knew that it was useless to escape.

However, that extremely sad mood almost suffocated him.

Speeding up to [-] crazily, Wu Luo walked on the expressway around the city like desperately, aiming to vent his anger.He couldn't cry about it, and he didn't have the energy to cry out. He felt that he was so fucking boring and hypocritical!

But keeping his brain still sober, he even deduced that Yuxi must have been involved in this incident.The dagger with the seal of "class" cost tens of millions of dollars from the God of Wealth, and it would definitely not be given to others easily, not to mention Daji's life was tied to it.

No wonder he didn't want to sign a blood contract with him, he probably knew from the very beginning that he was going to betray him, right?However, since he never promised anything, there was no such thing as betrayal.Since ancient times, people's hearts have been the most unpredictable. There is rarely such a person who can make you rest assured for a lifetime.

Sometimes people always like to have unrealistic dreams.For example, now, Wu Luo really hopes that all this is just a misunderstanding made by himself.But at the same time, he deeply knew that it was impossible.

So, the young man patted the horn as if venting his anger, went mad for a while, and scolded himself an idiot resentfully. After scolding, he made a foolish decision—unless he confessed to Jimu himself, otherwise he would treat everything as a misunderstanding. After all, they exist like family members and should not be suspicious.Then, he turned the car back and slowly drove back to Xiangchenxuan.

When entering the door, Wu Zhen just walked into the courtyard.Seeing that he finally came back, he hurriedly stepped up to meet him. "Why did you go and come back so late... Hey, your complexion is not very good, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wu Luo shook his head exhausted physically and mentally, "It's just that I've been busy for a few days and I'm a little tired. Why are you here, Miss Zhen? What's the matter? Oh, by the way, what happened to the newspaper you brought earlier? "

The hot-tempered woman who has always been straight-tempered paused for a few seconds, seeing her younger brother's expression, and then spoke slowly.Her eyes hesitated, but her expression was still smiling easily. "It's nothing, I just saw Xiang Jimu's newspaper, and I showed it to you. I'm here on an important matter... I have something to do, someone asked me to bring you something."

"What?" the young man asked with little interest.

Wu Zhen looked around, dragged his younger brother halfway into the room, but replied nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just some souvenirs."

As soon as he heard about some special products, the young man who cared about Langya's comfort, and was worried about Xiang Jimu's matter, immediately lost his patience, and was about to ask his sister to go back first.