Cannon fodder quick time travel: male protagonist, please drive

Chapter 11

With Amo's help, the mechanism was quickly designed.Bing Ruoyan was a little relieved to see the mechanism, the third brother seemed very smart, the mechanism designed was simple and practical.

"Come on, let's hide." Bing Ruoyan blew out the oil lamp, pulled them out and closed the door, and pointed to a tree, "Amo, send us to that tree."

Of course, not casually.

Seeing the evil-smiling Xuanyuan Lang and the embarrassed Bing Lian hidden in the trees, Bing Ruoyan glanced again, and leaned comfortably in A Mo's arms, "Father, you are an old bone, it is better to climb trees less good."

"Uh...haha, what Yan'er said is..." Bingli'an laughed dryly, but he felt comforted when he saw Bing Ruoyan quietly holding Ah Mo's arms without any rejection.

"Yan'er hasn't left the cabinet yet, so it's not good to just lean on a man like this?" Xuanyuan Lang felt very uncomfortable, how could she lean on another man so casually? ? ?

"Oh?" Bing Ruoyan withdrew her gaze from looking at the mortuary, and turned to look at him, "Isn't it inappropriate for Mr. Lang to call a girl who has not left the court by her boudoir name?"

"..." Xuanyuan Lang felt that he was really meddling in other people's business, and that damn Yan'er who burst out of his mouth, how come he called it so smoothly!

[Male protagonist's favorability value + 5 = 50, the host is so stupid~~]

"En." Bing Ruoyan glanced at him meaningfully, and then looked away, really looking forward to whether your favorability value will rise so quickly after entering the palace.Ah, there is also the blackening value, it is really tangled, what should I do?

"Ugh……"

"Sister! Someone is here!!!" Bing Yicheng, who was watching everything silently, said, huh!Finally it's my turn to speak!

"Well, shh~ we'll just wait for the results."

under the tree.

A man in black sneaked up to the mortuary room, looked around furtively, and after making sure that there was no one there, he opened the door gently and entered, then closed the door gently.

The night continued, the lamp in the charnel house was lit, and after a while.

"what--"

"Amo!"

Amo quickly jumped off the tree and rushed into the house, and lifted the man who had been wrapped in the hemp rope net out.

Xuanyuan Lang took Bing Li'an down the tree, and Ah Mo threw down the hemp rope net, and carried Bing Ruoyan and Bing Yicheng down.

"It's him." Bing Li'an saw the man in the hemp rope net clearly, "The cousin of the deceased!"

"Hey, the person who killed his cousin, what else do you want to say?"

"I didn't kill him!" The man frowned and tried to break free, "Why do you say I killed him!"

"Then what are you doing in the morgue in the middle of the night? Take a handkerchief and wipe away the evidence?" Bing Ruoyan's indifferent smile suddenly burst into giggles.

Bing Li'an and Bing Yicheng took a step back at the same time. This expression appeared once before. When she killed a chicken and cooked it and brought it into the main hall, her face, which was originally smiling calmly, began to smile strangely...

Nightmare, forever nightmare...

Xuanyuan Lang raised his eyebrows, huh?Seems like something fun to do?

"I, I'm just wiping my own sweat!" the man explained in a panic, taking the handkerchief in his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Why does this girl put so much pressure on herself...

"Oh? Then why did you come to the morgue in the middle of the night?" Bing Ruoyan asked patiently.

"I, I'm afraid that my cousin will be targeted by mice in this kind of place alone, so I want to come and see!"

"Pfft..." Bing Yicheng couldn't help laughing out loud, "The corpse bed is so high, how could the mouse stare at him, don't you think highly of the mouse?"

"You...I, how do I know...the bed will be so high!"

"Okay!" Bing Ruoyan stopped the questioning speechlessly. "Amer, look for scratches on his hands, neck and arms."

"Yes." Amo tied up the man, checked him, and found scratches on his neck and arms.

"Hehe, son, where do you think these scratches come from?"

"This... I accidentally paddled..." The man looked away, a little disdainful, "A majestic county magistrate asked a little girl to interrogate me. Is the county magistrate just using it for food?"

"Tch." Bing Ruoyan cast her gaze coldly, "A little girl is enough for someone like you!"

"Amo! Take him to the cell!"

Damn it, let me give you some color tonight!

(End of this chapter)