What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 183 "True" Lin Daiyu and the Thief 13
Fu Che frowned, and stayed still on the stairs, her fingers gripping the handrail of the stairs slightly tightened, and the expression of hesitation kept changing on her face.

"Of course I have to eat it. My favorite is the matcha mousse made by Aunt Jin," she said in a brisk tone, with a lively and cute smile on her face.It was completely different from the hesitation just now.

"Then I'll make it for Luo Luo today. Remember to come down and eat it later." Aunt Jin was still cleaning the tableware on the table downstairs, with her back to Fu Shen's busy figure. Fu Shen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the With his neat and capable back, the strange feeling in his heart emerged again.

When she returned to the room, she sat on a chair on the balcony. In her eyes, the lush trees outside did not look like bodyguards at all, but like prison guards guarding prisoners, trapping her whole body in this manor .

"Where did you say the client kept his diary?" Fu Qiao searched at home, but couldn't find the diary.She just looked through the client's ins again, and found that she mentioned in the comments that she had a diary, so Fu Qi started the long search.

[Is there no diary in the client's memory at all? ] 1973 also encountered difficulties, logically speaking, this should not be the case.

Although the memories received by Fu Shen are only those before the client, future events can only be understood from the documents, and the documents were all dictated or registered by the client, so there are many things that are not recorded in detail or at all in the documents. None of them exist, but the diary existed before, so it shouldn't be missing from the client's memory.

"Not at all, let alone where the diary is, I don't even remember what the diary looks like," Fu Shen sat down on the carpet and lay beside the bed.

1973 still felt sorry for her: "That's too tragic, you don't know anything now." ]
This task was a bit too difficult for her brain.

But Fu Che had already stretched out his hand to lift the delicately embroidered sheets with complicated patterns hanging from the side of the bed, and took out a locked rectangular box from under the bed board.

[woc, how did you find the executor? ] 1973 exclaimed, it was hidden in such a hidden place. Even if Fu Shen found it by accident, I would not believe it even if 1973 was restored to factory settings.

Fu Shen was already holding the box and slowly turning it over in front of her eyes to study it. She was not impatient after hearing 1973's words. She replied: "I don't know. Just sitting there, I feel like I should do that the next second."

She seems to have done this movement thousands of times, so proficient that even Fu Qi was a little surprised.The box was well hidden under the bed. If it wasn't for Fu Che's subconscious actions, he still couldn't find the box even after he turned the whole room upside down.

Unless she turned the whole bed up, that was still possible.

[Then hurry up and take a look at what's inside, it feels like it's something very important,] 1973 urged.

How secretive is this secret? Why does it feel like an ordinary child hiding a diary and not wanting their parents to see it?
"I want to see it too, but I don't remember the key." Fu Shen looked at the delicate wooden box in his hand and had difficulty. So what if he found the box, but he couldn't open it without the key.

The wooden box continues the unified decoration style of this home, which is prosperous and exquisite. The outside of the box is covered with dense carving patterns. The style is a bit like the box of a medieval noble lady, revealing a sense of nobility.

But what makes the scenery terrible is that there is an ordinary small lock hanging on the opening of the box where the lid and the body of the box are connected, so that the distance between the lid and the body of the box is only two millimeters.

[Or you smashed it. ]
It’s just a box anyway, so it shouldn’t be very expensive?And the mission is much more important than the box, so there is nothing wrong with sacrificing it.

"There's no need to smash it. Just find a way to open the lock." Women always have pity for beautiful things. If Fu Shen was asked to smash the box open, she would still prefer to break the lock.

Fu Shen walked aimlessly around the room holding the box, constantly making strange movements on some strange things to see if he could trigger the client's body memory again.

But her experiment this time was not as simple and easy as the last time. She made various strange movements and postures in the room, but none of them evoked her next memory.

"Let's get the lock," Fu Qiao took the scissors from the desk, and struggled with the raised locks decorated on the box.

She put the metal end of the scissors through the metal hole of the lock, then held the scissors and held the box so that it wouldn't move.Then he held the other end of the scissors with his right hand and twisted it with his other hand, trying to break the lock and open it.

"Lolo, come down to eat matcha mousse," Aunt Jin's voice came from outside the door, and there was also the sound of the room door being turned.

Fu Chang was startled by Aunt Jin's movement, and he used force, but the front end of the scissors had already slipped to the edge of the lock, and the metal touched, and the two slipped.

The front end of the scissors just slipped out of the lock, and slid onto Fu Che's left hand. Her hand was like a beautiful moving picture. As soon as the scissors slid over, a mark was immediately cut.

And blood slowly gushes out from the wound.

"Oops, oh no," Fu Che couldn't hide the box in time, and his injured hand was not convenient. When Aunt Jin opened the door, Fu Che still held the box in his hand and looked at the door helplessly.

Even the wounds on my hands were not in the mood to care.

Aunt Jin caught Fu Shen's panicked expression at first glance, and then her eyes slowly moved down. When she saw the wooden box, her pupils shrank slightly, and then she quickly covered them up.

Wearing her slippers, she trotted to Fu Qiao's side, and said distressedly: "My little ancestor, why did you cut your hand so long."

As she spoke, she raised Fu Shen's hand in the air and looked at it distressedly. She lowered her head and blew on it, "Don't touch it. Just wait while I get the medical kit."

[She really feels sorry for you, and I'm curious about what her punishment will be.] 1973 looked at Aunt Jin's anxious and panicked back, and when he thought of her sinister appearance before, his curiosity became more and more serious.

"Don't be fooled by her," Fu Qiao looked down at the wooden box she had just acquired, and sighed pitifully.

Aunt Jin's reaction just now did not escape her eyes, and Aunt Jin's initial surprise was not directed at her hand at all, but at the wooden box next to her hand.

Aunt Jin discovered the existence of this box, and it was probably broken.I don't know if she can hold on to this thing since she can't do anything.

Aunt Jin quickly came up with the medicine box. She knelt at Fu Qiao's feet and put Fu Qiao's hands on the edge of the bed. She took an alcohol swab from the medicine box next to her, very carefully Disinfect her.

Fu Qiao had to say that the woman in front of her was of a high rank, every detail of her, even down to an eyelash, showed her unabashed love.

In particular, she was blowing the wound for Fu Qiao while disinfecting it, just like a good aunt.

If it weren't for the threatening punishment she said before, it was too frightening and curious, and she was surprised at the wooden box that she hadn't had time to put away just now.

Fu Qiao might really think that she cared about herself.

(End of this chapter)