My brother became a love brain

I woke up from the darkness, with the white silk curtain in front of me. I blinked and managed to regain my senses, and then I realized that I was lying on the bed.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, my limbs were so weak, it took me some time to regain control of my body, and I changed from a supine position to a sitting position leaning against the head of the bed with difficulty.

I reached out and touched the bed sheet, it was very pleasant to the touch, with intricate patterns on it, in the Ninth District, such bed sheets should be reserved for nobles.

Who drugged me?Who sent me here?

These two questions are unavoidable, and the most likely suspect in my mind is Song Dongyang.

He has a long history of drugging me.

I remember once, we were going on a near miss mission together, and he put a drug in my drink, trying to make me fall asleep and miss the mission.

But he didn't know that my constitution was naturally resistant to drugs. Although I slept soundly, I finally caught up with the departure time and saved his life during the mission.

Afterwards, Song Dongyang inadvertently asked me how the wine tasted, I smiled and replied that the wine tasted good, but after taking a sip, my hands slipped and the bottle shattered.

Song Dongyang's expression didn't change, but I knew that he believed my words.

This time, he should have taken enough drugs, but I woke up earlier than he thought.

What does he want to do?

I leaned against the bed for a while, regained some strength, stretched out my hand and opened the silk curtain at hand, the interior decoration and furniture were very familiar, I spent a little effort, and finally dug out where this place is from the depths of my memory—— It is the Winster Apartment, the residence of the previous Chief Executive of the Ninth District.

Song Dongyang and I came here once to "advise" the previous chief executive to take the blame and resign. He was lying on the bed I just lay on, staring at us with hatred.

But with dozens of guns aimed at his head and heart, he had to pick up a pen and sign the document.

I knew what was going to happen next, but Song Dongyang's hand still covered my eyes, like blocking my longing sight in front of a dessert shop.

"Bam—"

I heard gunshots and rapid wailing.

The loss of a life opened the curtain of a new battle. Song Dongyang covered my eyes, but whispered into my ear. He said, "Chi Rui, we will win."

We won in the end, and winning wasn't pretty in ways we hadn't imagined.

Sometimes I think that Song Dongyang may not be happy when he gets help from my family, but more likely, he will feel ashamed.

He walked 99 steps and realized that he was just a stepping stone in the eyes of the nobles. The last step had to be crossed in the way he hated the most.

I knew him at that time, I understood his pride, and his secret pain, but I only wanted him to live, and he won to live.

There are endless possibilities for his future, and I want to help him, even if it hurts him.

My brain was in a mess, and memories from the past flooded in. For a while, I couldn't tell what was hallucination and what was real.

I staggered and supported the furniture, and walked towards the door. Not surprisingly, the door was locked.

But there should be no guards outside the door. If there were, they should have noticed it when I got up.

I woke up much earlier than my guards expected.

I felt better, and I could maintain an upright walking posture without holding on to the furniture. I walked to the window, and iron railings were welded on the window. Through the gap between the railings, I could see more than a dozen guards downstairs. , They stand upright, but not all of them have strange faces.

They are Song Dongyang's personal guards, apart from Song Dongyang, only Song Dongyang's fiancé can use his personal guards.

In the end, I still set the object of suspicion on Song Dongyang, not because I thought his fiancé was kind-hearted.

It's just that I instinctively feel that if I fall into Chi Hui's hands, I won't be lying safely on the bed when I wake up, at least I should be in a dungeon or something.

Those who imprisoned me didn't want to hurt me, they just wanted to restrict my freedom.

I moved away from the window, and from the view, I figured it was near noon, but I wasn't sure how long I'd slept.

Maybe half a day?Maybe a day and a half?Maybe longer?

I didn't feel very hungry or thirsty, the side effects of the anesthesia dulled my senses.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to give up thinking about time and look for a way out.

If the people behind the scenes locked me in other rooms, I would have to work hard, but this room is very easy.

My former best friend once told me that there is a secret passage hidden in the master bedroom of Winster's apartment, and this secret was not even known to his former owner, the previous chief executive.

My close friend once suggested that I sneak into the chief executive’s bedroom through a secret passage to assassinate him, but Song Dongyang vetoed the assassination proposal before explaining it in detail. At that time, he signed an official document with a pen, folded his hands, and looked at the with me.

"I don't want to put you in danger again, this time, let's do it differently," he said.

How about another way?It's not about killing people.

I grabbed some fluffy hair, and according to the description of my best friend in memory, I found the largest wardrobe in the room. I pushed all the clothes in the closet to the far left, bent my hands and knocked on the wooden boards inside the closet.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"

When I hit a wooden board, the sound of the knocking changed. The sound was no longer thick, but a little crisp-there was a vacuum inside.

I hit this place with my fist, and easily punched a hole in the seemingly thick wooden board, revealing a delicate doorknob inside.

I stretched out my hand, grabbed the doorknob, and opened it counterclockwise. I heard a bang, and the closet door closed behind me. It was suddenly dark and then suddenly bright.

The deep tunnel was right in front of me, the candlelight was dim and dim, and the air was a bit cloudy. I stayed in place for a while without any headache.

I picked up the torch at hand, lit it with the help of a candle, and walked down the steps. I knew that the exit of this tunnel was the underground utility room of the administrative building.

That is the most dangerous place and the safest place.

I walked for a long, long time, almost exhausted, and finally reached the exit, and the goal was still a doorknob.

I stretched out my hand, pressed down, and pushed the door open. Outside the door was a "wall" made of glove boxes. I closed the door and carefully slipped out through the gap in the "wall".

I'm at the administration building, where should I go next?

Song Dongyang must not be able to find him, and there is a high probability that looking for him is a trap.

I should go to my uncle and my father. Their identities are enough to ensure that I can leave the Ninth District smoothly. As for Song Dongyang's wedding, I'm sorry, I probably won't attend it.

There are extra uniforms in the utility room, I took off the clothes on my body, put on the uniform, and made a simple camouflage with the existing conditions.

I quietly left the utility room, knocked out a security guard, obtained his ID, and passed through the weak link of the smoking corner, and left the administrative building smoothly.

I walked fast, carefully avoiding all possible risks, but I never imagined that when I arrived in front of the hotel where I stayed before, what I saw was a piece of wreckage after the fire.

There are guards all around, and they may find me at any time, so I quickly exited their line of sight and entered a nearby shop.

I am slowly picking out the products, while the owner of the store is communicating with regular customers about yesterday's disaster.

"...I was still asleep at that time, it was my husband who pushed me awake..."

"... I heard that the nobles from the third district are also inside..."

"...This fire is really strange. There have been no such big fires in the ninth district for decades..."

I squeezed the hat in my hand tightly and bit my lip tightly without making any sound.

After a while, I rearranged the hats, hung them on the shelves, and left the store without a sound.

I shuttled through the alleys familiarly, and finally stopped in front of an unremarkable grocery store. I walked up and knocked on the door three times.

The door didn't open, only someone asked hoarsely: "Who is it?"

"I brought the best wine to meet the most beautiful people."

"Hey, Miss Chi, are you still alive?" The voice inside the door instantly became clear, with the ridicule I was familiar with, which made me almost cry.

The closed door opened a gap, just enough for me to enter sideways, I closed the door, turned around and saw a handsome blond man.

He is my best friend, the most handsome nobleman in District [-]——Daniel.