Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Bai Fangchen's eyes were not so much looking at Cheng Lu, but rather at Song Xing who was unconscious on the big screen behind her.

Ever since Cheng Lu secretly showed him the photo of Song Xing and Nie Ziye when they met, he had been looking for someone to stare at this woman, but he didn't expect to be tricked by her. Since he invited a group of people, even Bai Fangchen received an invitation card, so he thought that Cheng Lu would not dare to mess around when there were many people.

But he didn't know that the address of the invitation card Cheng Lu gave him was different from that of others, and only she and Song Xing came to this club.

Cheng Lu is deliberately inviting you into the urn.

Her obsession with Bai Fangchen has reached the point of dying, even to the point of madness. During Song Mo's military training, she also tried to dress up like Song Xing's civilians, imitating her tone of voice and body language... …

But Bai Fangchen still didn't look at her directly.

Cheng Lu's hatred for Song Xing all came from Bai Fangchen: "Did you know that there is a medicine, as long as one milligram of it is ingested... no matter how pure a woman is, she will become a slut. Don't you like her simplicity? If she looks ugly in front of you, will you still like her?"

Bai Fangchen suddenly stood up from the sofa and walked to the screen, as if carefully observing the changes in Song Xing's body, his face became extremely ugly: "Don't mess around."

"Why, do you feel distressed?" Cheng Lu laughed uncontrollably, very happy, "Are you reluctant, or are you afraid of destroying Song Xing's beautiful image in your mind? Be sober, she and other women There is no difference, there is no such thing as a pure and beautiful Cinderella in this world, and with a little medicine, she can be revealed!"

Bai Fangchen's right hand was clasped on his left wrist, clutching his watch, looking very tense.

Song Xing on the screen, although her eyes were closed at this time, an abnormal blush began to appear on her face, and even her breathing became short of breath. You could see that her chest was rising and falling faster than before. Feel a dry heat in the air.

"Where is she?" Bai Fangchen turned his head to look at Cheng Lu, "Since you can control her with medicine, you will definitely have the antidote in your hands. As long as I see her take the antidote, I can promise you whatever you want."

"Verbal promises and regrets, what you say doesn't count, I want a guarantee."

Cheng Lu suppressed her smile, and looked straight at Bai Fangchen with those dark black eye shadow eyes: "I want you to write a letter of commitment in your own hand, and then record it, saying that you will never leave me, so I will give it to her." The antidote. Then wait until tomorrow, when we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, and then she will be free."

Bai Fangchen frowned slightly: "Don't you think it's too hasty to get the certificate in such a hurry?"

"I've waited long enough!" Cheng Lu's face suddenly turned ferocious, and she said sharply, "Do you know how long I have liked you? Since I was ten years old, I have wanted to marry you! But you But never cared about me, I've had enough, don't want to wait any longer!"

Bai Fangchen lowered his hands, lowered his head slightly, his eyes fluctuated a little, as if moved by her affection, he said softly: "Cheng Lu, calm down first."

His words had a great effect on Cheng Lu. Under Bai Fangchen's focused gaze, Cheng Lu slowly recovered the expression on his face and tried to smile at him.

Bai Fangchen put his hands in his pockets very naturally.

at the same time.

"Look, did Ah Chen send me a message just now?" Nie Ziye was driving the car, and the phone was placed on the dashboard. When the phone vibrated, Bai Fangchen's name flashed across the screen, and Nie Ziye saw it. up.

As soon as Song Mo heard what he said, he quickly grabbed his mobile phone and swiped open the screen.

Nie Ziye remained silent for a while before asking him: "...do you know my power-on password?"

"Isn't it usually a birthday?" Song Mo didn't think there was anything wrong, and without even raising his head, he anxiously entered the message from Bai Fangchen.

If he turned his head to look at Nie Ziye at this time, he would find that the ears of this seemingly calm man were a little red.

Generally, no one would remember his birthday so clearly. Even the most ardent fans would think for a second or two when asking about it, instead of being no different from eating and drinking like Song Mo. become a part of life.

"Isn't Bai Fangchen's cell phone turned off? How can he still send you a message?" Song Mo clicked on the message, looked at the only picture sent by the other party, and was stunned.

Nie Ziye felt that the temperature in the car suddenly dropped several degrees. He glanced at Song Mo from the corner of his eye, and decided to temporarily stop the car on the side of the road.

He stretched out his hand towards Song Mo, and found that the young man was tightly clutching his mobile phone, his fingers were turning white, apparently he was squeezing very hard.

Nie Ziye had no choice but to lean over to look, and saw Song Xing who was unconscious on the screen.

"The Bai family is engaged in electronic technology, and Ah Chen's watch is also a mobile phone, with functions of taking pictures, recording and positioning." Nie Ziye was answering his last question, but also trying to distract Song Mo.

He wasn't afraid that Song Mo would get angry and crush his phone, but he was worried that Song Mo would hurt his hand.When people are angry, they secrete a large amount of adrenaline, and even the pain can be ignored.

Song Mo was calmer than before. Seeing this, Nie Ziye said again: "Look at this photo, there is still a frame around it, and the picture is a little tilted. It should be taken standing in front of the screen. Bai Fangchen and your sister are not here. same space."

"She's been watched." Song Mo came back to his senses and responded quickly.

"Ah Chen should be dealing with Cheng Lu right now. To delay time, let's take a sneak shot of a surveillance screen and let us help find Song Xing." Nie Ziye analyzed, "Since she is not at the scene, let's go there now." The clubhouse is useless, Cheng Lu probably hid her somewhere else."

After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and studied it carefully for a while.

Song Mo was not idle either. He dialed Guo Ang again and asked directly: "Can you get the monitoring of the clubhouse? My sister may not be in the clubhouse anymore. I need to know when she left, and when she left." How did you get out of there?"

The youngest Guo seemed to be on standby at any time. After hearing Song Mo's words, he immediately commanded the people around him, whether they were housekeepers or bodyguards, on the phone.

There was a lot of noise at the other end, several people were busy, and there were constant discussions in low voices.Song Mo was impatient, and was about to urge a few words, when Guo Ang said in time: "Yes, yes! At 04:30 in the afternoon, two girls entered the club, and within 10 minutes, one of them was framed by two men. walked out the back door and got into a black Toyota."

Song Mo tightened his fingers: "Which direction are they going?"

Guo Ang was silent for a moment, and answered him: "...it is the direction of the city."

This answer is too broad, how many hotels are there in the urban area, most hotels have this kind of ordinary bed and white sheets, there is no reference.

The thread stops here.

Guo Ang was worried that Song Mo would not be able to bear it, and was about to speak to comfort him, but the good phone call was cut off suddenly, and before he cut off the call, he heard someone say something to Song Mo.

Youngest Guo: "..." Why does this voice sound a bit like that bastard Nie Ziye?

That bastard not only pried Song Mo away from him to be his assistant, but also abducted Song Mo from the stands on the day of his match—after playing for more than half a year, he finally won a beautiful victory, winning 6-2 He easily won the game, but his best friend couldn't see his most handsome moment!

This mood is the same as the number one scholar on the gold list returning home, only to find that his wife has eloped with the old king next door.

At this moment, the "Old Wang next door" zoomed in on the photo on the screen for Song Mo to see: "The photo was taken at 17:35, if the time given by Mr. Guo is correct, it means that they didn't go too far. Judging from Lu's several contacts, she should be a person with a strong desire to control, and she will not send Song Xing to a place that is difficult for her to reach. If she intends to humiliate Song Xing, she will definitely go to the "acceptance results" by herself and face-to-face watch."

"So my sister must be around there!"

Nie Ziye's words made him calmer. It was rare for Song Mo to ask him when he was so nervous: "How did you think of this?"

"You forgot, when I was acting in the Special Forces, Director Li showed me a few criminal investigation books, which contained psychology-related content." Nie Ziye's tone was unhurried.

His voice is a little lower than usual, full of air, and it sounds extraordinarily safe, giving people a sense of calmness.

His psychology is not only used to analyze Cheng Lu.

"The lampshade at the head of the bed, the style of the carpet... There are seven hotels in the urban area that match the photos." Nie Ziye compared the hotel information from Baidu, and said, "Calculating from the angle of the sun at 05:30, we can exclude them Five, because they are blocked by tall buildings nearby, and the sunlight cannot reach the guest rooms at this time."

This is also in line with the speculation that "Toyota cars are going to the urban area". There are many high-rise buildings in the urban area and the distance between buildings is small, which instead provides them with screening conditions.

For the remaining two rooms, Song Mo said without thinking, "Start with the one closest to the clubhouse."

"Exactly, I thought so too." Nie Ziye curled his lips.