Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Although a voice in his heart told Lu Xiaodong that this is feasible, he still couldn't help asking: "How can you be sure that Cheng Lu will hide things in the dormitory, what if she doesn't? She went to observe Song Xing's skirt design on Halloween, and that At that time, she hadn't gone to steal the information."

"If you don't have any, just look for it." Song Mo stuffed the beer can into his palm, "Calm down, Brother Lu, besides the people in this family, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at Nie's house in the dark outside. You can't be too excited in front of outsiders, lest the black hand behind the scenes see something."

Lu Xiaodong hurriedly cleaned up his expression, glanced left and right, then pretended to be nonchalant and took a sip of beer, lowered his voice and asked him: "Is this okay?"

"Yeah." Song Mo suppressed a smile and nodded at him.

Without further ado, Lu Xiaodong decided to hone his acting skills after getting the information.He drove Song Mo back to the University City Island, and wanted to go to Cheng Lu's dormitory with him, but Lu Xiaodong's identity was a bit special, and there were definitely more people staring at him than Song Mo, so this matter could only be done. Leave it to the students in the university town.

Before leaving, Lu Xiaodong said to Song Mo: "If there is any situation, you must notify me as soon as possible, and I will come to meet you."

"It's like an underground party meeting." Song Mo said with a smile, "Okay, no matter whether I got the information or not, I will notify you and Brother Nie in time."

After Lu Xiaodong left, Song Mo called his sister.

Go to the girls' dormitory to find things, of course girls have to come.Especially the conflict between Song Xing and Cheng Lu, except for a few people like them, they are still friends in the eyes of other people in the school, and it is more appropriate for Song Xing to come forward.

Song Xing agreed without hesitation: "The dormitory building of the School of Design is in District B, and I happen to be taking classes near here. You can find me downstairs in Building 16."

It stands to reason that Cheng Lu's betrayal and harm to her were so serious, Song Xing already hated her to the extreme, and it should feel awkward to be near the place where Cheng Lu used to live.But she still stood up without hesitation when her brother was in need.

Song Mo met his sister downstairs in the No. 16 dormitory.

It was only when Song Mo approached that he realized that he hadn't seen Song Xing for a while—after winning the "Ganoderma Cup", Song Xing seemed to become more cheerful, and with the nourishment of love, even in late autumn and winter In the cold weather, his sister looked quite cheerful.

"Boys are not allowed in the girls' dormitory. You wait downstairs first, and I'll be back soon." Afraid that he might not understand, Song Xing explained, "Cheng Lu's dormitory is a double room, and her dormmates are quite talkative. Yes, I should not refuse to visit, you can rest assured to wait for my news!"

Song Mo nodded obediently: "That's all up to you, sister."

"Don't worry." Song Xing clenched one hand into a fist and thumped him on the chest.

Song Mo sat on the bench downstairs in the dormitory. He thought he would wait for a long time, but before the game of chess was over, his sister came out in a hurry, with a troubled expression on her face: "Is it not going well? She didn't Put the materials in the dormitory?"

Song Xing nodded, then shook his head again: "I heard from her roommate that Cheng Lu's family members came to the dormitory after her accident and only took away valuable electrical appliances and clothes, while the books and daily necessities were taken away by the cleaning aunt gone."

Song Mo was stunned for a moment: "Could it be that...the document was caught in the book and was sold by Auntie Cleaning as a scrap?"

"That's what I'm worried about, but I heard that Auntie Cleaning will save the scraps until the end of the month before selling them, so that they can sell more money. It's the beginning of the month, so there should be still time." Song Xing blinked at her brother, "Help Cheng Auntie Lu, who cleans up the dormitory, is off today and didn't come to work, but I'm going to her address, why don't I go with you again?"

Song Mo had a feeling of admiration for his sister. Unexpectedly, Song Xing even found out the home address of the cleaning aunt in such a short time. For the first time, he felt that having a sister was quite reliable.

"Are you out of class today? Don't you need to go on a date?" Song Mo asked her.

"Is it important to date or your affairs? Am I still confused?" Song Xing glanced at him, then poked her brother lightly on the head, "In your eyes, I don't care about anything other than falling in love. Won't you do something else?"

Song Mo laughed dryly.

"Nie Ziye is not only your friend, he has also helped me, so of course I would like to help him if I have the chance." Song Xing sighed, and hesitantly looked at her brother who was so big-hearted. The phrase "When are you going to tell your parents about your relationship" was stuck in your throat, and you wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Unlike her, Song Mo is the only seedling in the eyes of his parents. In the future, he will inherit the family. If he is with a man, will it be okay?Don't say that the other party is a superstar, even the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, probably won't work.

But she saw that Song Mo and Nie Ziye hadn't reached the stage of falling in love yet, maybe her brother could continue to be dull, so she took a chance and didn't break the window paper.

However, it was obviously too late when it was time to remind him, but this is already a story.

Aunt Cleaning's rental house is just beside the university town.A row of rental houses are all similar in appearance, with blue roofs and gray walls, and the doors and windows are made of wood. There are not many people staying in the rental houses at this time, so the windows are basically closed.

Song Mo and Song Xing quickly found the room where Aunt Zhang lived. Sure enough, as Song Xing said, Aunt Zhang's scraps this month hadn't been sold, and most of the living room was full of paper books, Plastic bottles, cans, and other items, and cardboard even piled up to the ceiling.

"You look for it here first. I still have a few stacks of books under my bed. I'll bring them to you later." Aunt Zhang was quite enthusiastic. She heard that they were here to find materials that were accidentally mixed in the books, and even rummaged through her previous books. I also took out the books I had saved up and planned to sell to second-hand bookstores.

"Thank you." Song Mo said sincerely.

"Why are you polite? My baby is about the same age as you. He often loses things. When I see you, I think of him." Aunt Zhang especially looked at Song Mo twice. Her son is taller and stronger than Song Mo, but not He is so well-behaved and has a somewhat rebellious personality, so it is rare to be a "child of other people's family".

After Aunt Zhang entered the room, Song Mo took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves after sending a short breath to Lu Xiaodong, and prepared to fight against the mountain of books in front of him.

"Wait." Song Xing pulled Song Mo suddenly, and she asked in a low voice, "Did you see a figure flash outside just now?"

Song Mo was busy sending messages just now, but he really didn't see it. He probably missed it when he lowered his head: "...No, could it be someone from a nearby construction site?"

Song Mo didn't think that someone would deliberately follow him. The paparazzi are not willing to pick up news about him now. The senior executives of the Nie family don't even remember his face. Song Mo's threat to them is very small, even if someone I have an impression, but it is just an impression of "Nie Ziye's assistant assistant".

So he guessed that he was a resident living in a rental house, which is quite reasonable.

Song Xing frowned, still worried: "I'll go out and take a look."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

It was already too late when Song Mo chased her out. His sister was wearing flat heels today, and she started running so fast that even he couldn't keep up.

With his keen insight, Song Xing found the sneaky figure from the gap between the two rented houses, picked him up with one hand, and threw him out: "Who are you?"

The man still wanted to struggle, but Song Xing stepped on his instep, screaming in pain, and accidentally dropped the phone.Song Xing picked up the phone subconsciously, and when he glanced at it, it didn’t look right—it was full of candid photos and small videos, the main character was Song Xing, and some of the photos were of her teasing her brother. It's kind of intimate.

Song Xing suddenly became angry: "What are you doing taking these photos, are you a pervert?!"

After finishing speaking, he stomped on the other party's foot, and the man begged for mercy in a low voice: "No...someone paid me to follow you, I'm not a pervert!"

"Who paid for it, explain it clearly!" Song Xingliu's eyebrows were raised upright, his eyes were burning with anger.

The other party hesitated for a long time. He didn't want to say anything at first, but then he heard Song Mo suggest from the side: "Sister, why don't we call the police."

"Don't, don't, don't call the police, I'll say it, I'll say it!" The man looked depressed, looking at the siblings, he wanted to cry, "The person who hired me is named Bai..."

When Bai Fangchen asked someone to follow Song Xing, he didn't hide his identity very much. Song Xing soon thought of his boyfriend from the private detective's description. Shock and confusion flashed across her face, followed by It is monstrous anger.

"What's the difference between him and spying on me?" Song Xing still held the private detective's mobile phone in his palm, and his eyes stayed on the photos of her and her brother in the album, and he was so angry, "Even I He needs to know whoever comes into contact with him, why doesn't he lock me up? It's too much..."

This discovery overturned Song Xing's perception of Bai Fangchen. She took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but found that the more she told herself to calm down, the more confused her brain became.

Bai Fangchen's tenderness and affection for her are contradictory and complicated with the image of him looking for someone to follow her behind his back, making it difficult for her to tell which one is the real him.

In the end, she even almost threw the phone out in a trance.

Fortunately, at this time, a hand grabbed her arm from behind to prevent Song Xing from losing control: "I also think that Chen did something wrong. If you have anything to say, it's better to say it in person. Be careful not to hurt her." other people."

Song Xing was panting slightly, and only then did she realize that Song Mo was standing not far in front of her. If she threw the phone out of her hand, the most likely person who would hurt her was her brother.

Song Xing quickly said "I'm sorry" to Song Mo, but Song Mo's thoughts were all on the visitor: "Brother Nie? Aren't you resting at home? Why are you here?"

"You and Lu Xiaodong are making such a big noise, how can I sleep?" Nie Ziye smiled at him, although he had less than three hours of sleep, but his face looked much better than in the morning.

"Are we making a lot of noise?" Song Mo tilted his head and thought for a while, "I remember that Brother Lu and I just discussed quietly in the kitchen for a while and then went out."

"Well, but you sent Brother Lu a message later, his message notification sound is very loud." Nie Ziye opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Lu Xiaodong knew that he was sleeping upstairs, how could he turn up the volume of his phone, he had already turned it off to silent, it was Nie Ziye who suddenly wanted to come out to take a look at Song Mo when he was half asleep and half awake, only to find that he was not there, so he woke up completely .

After one question, Lu Xiaodong explained everything.

Of course Nie Ziye wouldn't say that, he looked at Song Mo pitifully, as if "you are responsible for waking me up to sleep".

Song Mo scratched his hair, and could only say, "Then you came just in time, we are going to look through the books left by Cheng Lu, maybe there will be something you need in it."

Nie Ziye smiled in satisfaction, rubbed his head, and then turned to look at Song Xing: "Actually, I knew what Ah Chen did when I was in Nie's last time, I thought he would take the initiative to confess to you, or I will stop after Cheng Lu's matter is over, I didn't expect him to be stupid and cause you trouble."

Song Xing bit her lower lip, and looked at Nie Ziye with complicated eyes: "You already knew..." But she quickly shook her head mockingly, "But you have persuaded him, and he still insists on going his own way, no wonder you."

Seeing the gradually resolute expression on her face, Nie Ziye guessed that she was planning to break up with Bai Fangchen, and couldn't help but say to Song Xing: "From the standpoint of a friend, I hope you don't give up on him so quickly. Bai Fangchen's family situation You should also understand that his father was indifferent to his mother, which caused him to always worry about gains and losses in his relationship, lacking a sense of security, and once he got it, he would firmly hold it in his palm."

In fact, it's not that Nie Ziye can't understand Bai Fangchen, if one day the person he likes accepts him, Nie Ziye will also wish to stare at him 24 hours a day, or try to tie him to his belt.

But Nie Ziye is not Bai Fangchen after all, he will pay more attention to Song Mo's feelings than himself, which is why he has not dared to say that sentence so far.

Song Xing nodded thoughtfully: "I will think about it carefully. Before that, let's have a serious talk with him."

"Although what I said just now was out of my own selfishness, I still support you to severely condemn him for what he did wrong." Nie Ziye smiled at Song Xing and said, "Bai Fangchen really owes a lesson. It’s not bad for him to suffer a little.”

Song Xing was also amused by his words, and his heavy expression relaxed a bit: "I will remember."

After Nie Ziye explained, Song Xing realized that things were not as bad as she imagined.The person who dominates everything in this relationship is actually her.

But just like what Nie Ziye said, Bai Fangchen still needs a lesson.

Song Xing's mind was no longer here, and the private detective hadn't solved it yet. In the end, she decided to go to see Bai Fangchen with the private detective first, and then help her brother after solving the matter.And when she saw Nie Ziye's expression, she always felt that she was like a light bulb, and she didn't know if it was her illusion.

"There are only two of us left." Song Mo returned to the rental house, looked at the pile of books, his face was full of despair, "There are so many, when will this end... I would have known that my sister and that detective would Don't go so fast, how much time can be saved by multiple people looking for information."

"Cheng Lu didn't spend much time studying. Her textbooks should still be quite new, and you can filter out those old books when flipping through the books." Nie Ziye had already begun to untie the ropes that bound the books, without any celebrity pretensions at all. , "Moreover, there are quite a few pages of data on Datongwan. She should put it in the folder. It is impossible to mix the pages here and there."

"It makes sense." Song Mo's eyes lit up.Thinking about it this way, in fact, their workload is not very big, they just need to find the folder from the pile of new books.

"It's best to read slowly, after all, the new book..."

Before Nie Ziye finished speaking, he heard Song Mo hiss and squeeze his fingers tightly.He watched Song Mo's finger being scratched with blood, and then he finished the remaining half of the sentence, "...It's easy to scratch your hand."

"You didn't remind me earlier." Song Mo was not sure how many bacteria were on the book, and forced out the dirty blood.

Seeing the blood dripping from the shallow cut, Nie Ziye was slightly taken aback, then he took Song Mo's hand, bowed his head and put the finger in his mouth.

The author has something to say: Nie Ziye: The injury is on your body, and the pain is on my heart.

Song Mo: ...you just ate hundreds of millions of bacteria in one bite.

Nie Ziye: Can you stop spoiling the atmosphere?