Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Noticing Ye Huaishuang's subtle gaze, Lin Jianqiu looked up at him.

"Is there a problem?" Lin Jianqiu asked him.

"...No." Ye Huaishuang thought for a moment, "You are right."

Lin Jianqiu was still replying to the floor, and asked "what" casually after hearing the words.

Ye Huaishuang said, "You really look pretty."

Lin Jianqiu's hands shook, and he almost sent out what he hadn't finished typing.

He stared at the screen in silence for a moment, silently deleted the word "good-looking", and replaced it with "the most handsome man in the universe".

Then he raised his head as if nothing had happened, and explained: "I have a reason for doing this."

Ye Huaishuang let out a "hmm".

It doesn't look like you believe it.

Lin Jianqiu: "..." I didn't have the confidence to explain anymore.

After getting into the car, Lin Jianqiu was still replying to the post with his head bowed. Ye Huaishuang stared at his side face for a while.

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to Lin Jianqiu's appearance.

After all, I have seen it many times,? I remember it clearly.

Even though Lin Jianqiu is not the same as before, his appearance has not changed much.

Maybe it's because the people around are generally good-looking? Ye Huaishuang's cognition in this aspect is somewhat slow.

But he still has the basic aesthetic.

When it is mentioned occasionally,? He will also be surprised to agree with other people's praise——

Lin Jianqiu looks really good-looking.

Better looking than most people he knew.

It can be called a pleasing sentence.

The skin is fair, the lip color is dark, and the black hair like ink looks good.

When he raised his head, there was always a broken light in his eyes.

It is not so stunning and fierce to be taken out individually,? But when combined together, it is just right and good-looking, or "perfect".

One point more or one point less will not be so pleasing to the eye.

Lin Jianqiu couldn't really ignore Ye Huaishuang's gaze. He raised his head and looked over: "Is there any question?"

Ye Huaishuang said, "I was not joking just now."

Lin Jianqiu: "...Huh?"

Ye Huaishuang: "It's the truth."

Lin Jianqiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ye Huaishuang was referring to the praise of his good looks.

Across the network cable, he was still able to brag to Haikou without changing his face, bragging that he was so handsome that there was no one before or after.

And in reality...

If it was Wei Congbai, even if Ye Linyun praised him so much, he would nod without any psychological burden, and even echo twice——

Yes, I am indeed the invincible number one in the universe Thunderbolt,? I do not accept rebuttals.

Without hesitation for a second.

However, for Ye Huaishuang's sincere praise, he stayed for a long time, and only said "oh".

Can't think of anything to say in response.

The lower limit of morality and shame, which had not been seen for a long time, appeared for a long time, showing a sense of existence.

So is it because of the environmental background, or because of people, or because of people...

Sure enough, Teacher Ye is too kind.

Facing such a kind person who is selfless and dedicated, Lin Jianqiu felt that his conscience was aching if he joked too much.

Don't bully honest people.

Lin Jianqiu pondered for a few seconds in silence, then went back to continue replying to the post.

Ye Huaishuang didn't know about the newly added "honest man" label on his forehead. He clicked on the phone's navigation and asked Lin Jianqiu, "Where is Xu Ying's mother now?"

"Over there on No. [-] Street." Lin Jianqiu replied, "It's diagonally opposite the Kaiyun Community where the murder occurred."

Xu Ying's family of four, Xu Ying, Xu's mother, grandma, and grandpa, all moved out immediately after the murder.

It is said that it was a vacant room at a friend's house. It was vacated after getting married, and it was just opposite the neighborhood where the crime occurred.

When you get out of school, you will pass the gate of the original community on the way to the new community.

Lin Jianqiu looked at the gate of the community outside the car window.

It was cloudy and rainy, but some people could still be seen coming and going with serious expressions. Lin Jianqiu remembered their faces, and some of them were policemen whom he had seen yesterday.

There were also several reporters gathered outside, waiting for the latest news.

The navigation prompts that the destination is about to arrive, Ye Huaishuang slows down the speed of the car, and also takes a look outside. "Is that the neighborhood?"

"Yeah." Lin Jianqiu pointed to the front, "But Xu Ying's family should live in the neighborhood in front."

The sign of the community can already be seen on the roadside on the right front, and there are private cars entering and leaving.

However, compared to the place where the murder occurred, the entrance of this place is deserted.

"Just send it here, Teacher Ye."

Ye Huaishuang stopped the car as she said, and was still a little worried: "Is it okay for you to be alone?"

Lin Jianqiu smiled: "Thank you for your concern. But I won't tell people that I suspect your son is a murderer as soon as I come up."

He thanked Ye Huaishuang and said goodbye briefly.

When he turned to leave, he suddenly froze for a moment and turned his head to look in a certain direction behind him.

There was an empty street behind him, and the vision was not so clear due to the rain. No one jumped out blatantly to block his way, and it was difficult to distinguish the source of sight immediately.

Lin Jianqiu quickly looked away and continued to walk into the community.

Ye Huaishuang also turned her head to take a look, and frowned slightly.

Xu winner.

Because of the homicide, Xu's mother did not go to work recently, but took care of the elderly and her son at home.

Grandma and grandpa are getting older, their movements are getting slower and slower, and their memory is also declining.

Stimulated by the murder, their limbs were even more crippled.

In a small house with two bedrooms and one living room, the living room is cramped. After placing a sofa, the remaining space is not much bigger than a dining table in their home.

The old man can easily bump into walls, doors, and corners of tables without turning around twice. He is not used to stumbling.

"This place is too small, when can we go back?"

The old man whined and complained.

"Isn't it just that someone died? Our family has never had any enemies with others. What are we afraid of? It's not that the police want to monopolize our house. I heard that the police are very poor now. Seeing such a good big house, pointing Maybe you are jealous of us in private, maybe you are happy when you die..."

"hiss--"

Mother Xu, who was sewing buttons on her clothes, shook her hand, and the needle tip hit her finger, and blood beads came out.

"Dad! What are you talking about!" Mother Xu stopped, "How could the police—"

She is gentle and gentle by nature, she never speaks loudly, even if she urgently tries to persuade her, her voice is still soft and has no deterrent effect.

"The police just want to solve the case. What if the murderer is a pervert? In the news, there are those who retaliate against the society. They kill people when they see them. You are old. If you really meet someone, how can you run away?"

"Besides, the property title deed keys are all in our own hands, how can they be taken away so easily."

Xu's mother comforted her parents in a low voice: "This is also for Xiaoying. The police come and go to deal with the case, and it is not safe to live at night. Xiaoying still has to go to school. What should I do if it affects him?"

"My grandson is so smart, how could he be affected by such a small matter, he will be a person who will do big things in the future."

The old man looked proud, but after all he didn't mention the matter of moving back, he just muttered twice.

"I hope those policemen don't just eat and do nothing, and find out that psychopath soon..."

Mother Xu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and continued to look at the buttons, but it was difficult to concentrate.

She began to feel restless.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang.

Mother Xu got another needle on her fingertip, she didn't care to look at her hand, and she didn't realize that the blood on her fingertip was on the light-colored shirt, she raised her head in a panic.

She was afraid that the police would come again to question her.

But at this point in time, apart from the police, it seems that no other guests will come to the door.

"Who is who, why are you here at this time." The old man muttered and walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Xu's mother stopped them.

"What are you doing?" The old man frowned at her, "I didn't do anything wrong, why are you panicking?"

"It might be the police." Mother Xu smiled stiffly, quickly put down the things in her hand, and stepped forward quickly, "Let me drive. Don't talk nonsense for a while, or it will be bad if you are taken back for interrogation. "

"They dare!" The old man snorted coldly.

But he still took a step back as promised, then turned and went back to the room.

Xu's mother glanced out through the cat's eyes, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

There was a young man standing outside the door. He looked to be in his early 20s. He was neither wearing a police uniform nor a familiar face. There were a few scars on his face. It looked like he had come to him after a fight with her son. It's more or less a question of guilt.

But Xu Ying will not fight with others casually.

And the young man outside had a smile on his face, and he looked quite amiable.

Mother Xu opened the door a crack, revealing half of her face, and asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, are you..."

"Are you Xu Ying's mother? I'm a friend of Teacher Chen Yue."

Chen Yue is Xu Ying's class teacher.

"Didn't she call you today to talk about the lecture? Because she didn't see you going, she felt that this opportunity was rare, so she asked me to come over and ask if your family has any intentions."

"Ah... What lecture?" Xu's mother was a little at a loss.

In the previous lectures, the teacher only contacted the parents of those students who were interested.

Xu Ying, a diehard, was naturally not included.

Of course, you can't tell mother Xu directly.

Lin Jianqiu briefly explained the competition promoted in today's lecture, while mentioning that Xu Ying got No.1 in the exam.

"The last weekly test was obviously not Xu Ying's true level. He is about to be in his third year of high school. This state is not good. She is also very worried about Xu Ying, but she was afraid that he would have a rebellious mentality when she went to you alone, so she asked I came here to help her understand the situation. And that competition is also a good training opportunity..."

Mother Xu's expression relaxed slightly.

The teacher also told her about the week test, and she was actually very anxious, especially after her son took the first place in the grade test, and the sense of gap still haunts her.

She didn't even dare to mention the weekly test to her parents.

Although it felt strange that Mr. Chen sent a friend he hadn't seen to the door, Lin Jianqiu's situation matched Xu Ying's. He also gave Mr. Chen's phone number and said that if he had any doubts, he could call and ask.

Mother Xu didn't think much about it.

"Then... please come in." Xu's mother opened the door and begged in a low voice, "Please don't talk about Zhou Ce, his grandparents don't know yet—"

The old man poked his head out of his room, and when he heard people outside praising their grandson, his face was full of pride.

Mother Xu turned her head and winked before they retreated into the room.

Mother Xu is basically in charge of dealing with outsiders.

Mother Xu asked Lin Jianqiu to come in and poured him hot water.

"This is my friend's house. I just moved here temporarily yesterday. There is nothing there yet. It's a bit shabby. Please forgive me."

She sat awkwardly on the sofa.

There is also a pillow and a thin folded quilt behind her.

Looking at the furnishings in the house, except for the kitchen and bathroom, there are only two rooms. The old man shares one room, and the other room has a closed door. Naturally, it belongs to Xu Ying.

As for Xu's mother, she probably slept on the sofa.

"These nights are still quite cold." Lin Jianqiu reminded.

"It's okay to turn on the air conditioner. It only takes a few days." Xu's mother noticed Lin Jianqiu's gaze, and pushed back the quilt and pillow to block the clothes behind, "This is closer to Xiaoying School , it will be convenient to move back at that time, and renting a house will be too much trouble."

She had a smile on her face, only a little embarrassed that someone might see her pressed clothes.

When mentioning her son, she only had tenderness and worry in her expression.

She felt that her contribution was a matter of course.

Apparently no one else in her family disputed this.

Lin Jianqiu withdrew his gaze and didn't dwell on this question any longer.

"Then let's talk about Xu Ying. His grades have fluctuated a bit since he entered the school. Do you know the reason?"

Lin Jianqiu observed Mama Xu's face, and then asked, "Did the family put some pressure on him?"

Xu's mother's face was slightly stiff, and her expression became a little unnatural.

In an alley outside the neighborhood.

The paparazzi squatted in the corner, looked down at the photos in the camera, and carefully put them away.

Then he dug out a few photos he took casually on his phone, some of them looked blurry due to shaking hands, but he didn't care.

This is not the same price.

Halfway through, the phone vibrated.He picked up the phone, smiled all over his face against the wall, and nodded repeatedly to assure the other side.

"This is definitely first-hand information. I've already contacted the landlord, and I've taken all the photos. You can get any angle you want. Don't worry, this news will definitely be explosive, and you will definitely not lose money."

"And this is not the school anymore, but the scene of the crime. I heard that he still has some deal with the police... Tsk tsk, it's up to you how you play in the future."

"If you dig deeper, it may be social news. Then you will make a lot of money..."

He deliberately lowered his voice, and no specific names appeared throughout the process.

But in the empty alley, no matter how low his voice was, he could still hear him clearly.

He was talking about getting up, his voice could hardly be suppressed, and he didn't notice the footsteps behind him.

until someone stopped behind him.

"Did you secretly take the picture?" A cold voice came from behind.

The paparazzi froze, his hands trembled, and the phone was taken away by the person behind him.

"I, I, I just dropped by, and I just took a photo when I saw it..."

He smiled mischievously, and turned his head cautiously for a look.

The person standing behind him was not Lin Jianqiu, but Ye Huaishuang.

The paparazzi breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then felt a little nervous - not because of what he did, but because he knew that Ye Huaishuang could not be messed with.

"I definitely didn't take pictures of your old face, don't worry." The paparazzi explained hastily, "If you are not happy, I will delete it immediately, delete it immediately."

He said while tentatively trying to reach for his mobile phone.

The person on the other side of the phone had heard something wrong and hung up directly.

Ye Huaishuang flipped through the address book and wrote down the last few numbers.

Then he looked up at the paparazzi who had just stood up straight.

This is still a serious reporter, with a press card from a certain newspaper hanging around his neck. It is not known whether it is used as a disguise, or to borrow his identity to facilitate part-time unscrupulous paparazzi.

The paparazzi noticed Ye Huaishuang's gaze, and subconsciously tucked his press card into his collar.

— it appears to be true.

There were footsteps coming from outside the alley again, and a young man in a suit and leather shoes came in and took a look: "Boss?"

Ye Huaishuang nodded for him to come in.

This was originally Ye Huaishuang's assistant, mainly responsible for various chores and emergencies outside of work.

However, because the boss mostly spends time in the laboratory and doesn't do much work, he likes to do most things by himself, and the interns in the laboratory are more attentive and active than the assistants.

During this period of time, the assistant was so idle that he almost grew hair, so he was simply sent to the head office to accumulate experience.

If Ye Huaishuang didn't look for him again, he almost thought that he was about to be replaced by the boss.

But as soon as Ye Huaishuang looked for him, it must be some serious matter.

Could it be that the data of the laboratory was leaked?Or what serious illness can't get up?Or unfortunately there was a car accident...

The assistant became more and more flustered as he thought about it, and hurried over immediately.

Came here to have a look, the boss didn't lack any arms or legs, and looked alive and kicking.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

Not the worst case scenario.

He cheered up again, walked over and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Huaishuang casually threw the phone back into the paparazzi's hands, copied down a few rows of numbers and handed them to the assistant: "You take care of it here."

The assistant made a serious expression: "Who is this?"

Ye Huaishuang: "A gossip reporter."

The assistant froze for a moment: "...huh?"

Since when did the boss get involved with gossip reporters?

Isn't this what the second young master often does...

The assistant couldn't help asking: "How to deal with it?"

Ye Huaishuang glanced at the paparazzi, and said this to him: "I don't want Lin Jianqiu's name to appear on the messy entertainment gossip pages. Do you understand?"

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