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Thinking of her current situation, Liu Xiuxiu's voice was a little low: "So you're quite smart."

"So don't underestimate other people." Xia Ren said casually.

The carriage fell into silence again.

Qin Yun looked at Liu Xiuxiu's expression through the rearview mirror of the car. Although the matter of his being polluted has been temporarily put on hold, he will have to face it one day.

If it is reported to the foundation, there is only a dead end. If it is concealed, it is tantamount to betraying this organization that has been worshiped since childhood and is like a family.

The atmosphere of silence didn't last long. Xia Ren felt that the Luo Bian tree had stopped moving, so he stopped too.

After getting off the car, with the help of the pale moonlight, he was able to see the surrounding environment clearly.

This place is far away from the center of Jupiter, surrounded by fields, the night wind blows in late autumn, it is desolate, there are lights in the distance, and Xia Ren can only see a silhouette in the night at a distance of several hundred meters, which seems to be a small building.

"Is it right in front?"

Qin Yun got out of the car and asked.

"Should we wait for Luo Bianshu to leave before going there?"

Liu Xiuxiu also opened the car door.

Looking at the small building in the distance, Xia Ren frowned.

A cool wind blew, with an ominous breath, slipping away from the side, the moonlight was a bit too white, shining on the faces of Liu Xiuxiu and Qin Yun, like two dead bodies.

The back of the head was stirring again, and the tentacles communicated clear desire.

"We're on the right track."

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……

This is a small three-storey building with a well-constructed appearance, neither ostentatious nor overly low-key, and one can see some strength of the owner.Right in front of the small building is a wide courtyard, enough to park a few large trucks. The wall on the side is a bit high, about three meters high, making the entire courtyard look too conservative and depressing.

The car roared to a stop in front of the vermilion gate, and honked its horn twice at the same time.

The tall iron door was opened with a gap, and the cloudy eyes looked behind the door for a few seconds, and recognized the owner of the car, so he quickly opened the door.

"Brother, what's the matter in the middle of the night?"

A beautiful woman in her 30s came out of the living room in pajamas, greeted and complained.

The pajamas on her body were not neat, and the buttons on her chest were not buttoned tightly, which was obviously put on in a hurry.

"You slept soundly!"

Luo Bianshu snorted displeasedly, got out of the car, and entered the house with the woman.

The old man at the gate mumbled something vaguely, turned and walked back to a small house next to the gate, where he seemed to have been living all the time.

As soon as Luo Yan brought two cups of tea and put them on the tea table, Luo Bianshu asked, "What did you do at the Shuguang Center? Didn't I tell you not to go too far?"

"Brother~"

Luo Yan came to Luo Bianshu's side in a coquettish voice, sat down holding his arm, and said in an aggrieved tone: "I don't want to, don't you know me? I have always been cautious in doing things, and I haven't done anything to you for so many years." What trouble, I didn't think about what happened two days ago, who knows what kind of madness the security guard went, and suddenly ran to the police station to report, and seemed to have offended a criminal investigation expert who was photographed above."

Hearing his sister's explanation, Luo Bianshu's tone finally softened a little, and he asked, "What happened to that Principal Leibo? In front of me, tell me the truth, did you order someone to do it?"

Luo Yan was even more aggrieved, and said: "I really don't know about this at all. Leibo was recommended to me by that woman. I usually pay him a salary. I don't even see him. I don't know him. Why did he die suddenly?"

"That woman?"

Luo Bianshu raised his tone, looked at Luo Yan beside him, "Who is that woman, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Brother~"

Luo Yan shook Luo Bianshu's arm, and said coquettishly: "You are my brother, what can I hide from you? By the way, try this tea, I just asked someone to buy it."

Luo Bianshu sighed, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"what about the taste?"

There were two dimples on Luo Yan's face, looking forward to it.

"Button your chest tighter."

Luo Bianshu said angrily.

"whee."

Luo Yan glanced down, not at all embarrassed, but obediently put it on, "You are my brother, what are you afraid of?"

Luo Bianshu originally planned to tell the story of being assassinated today, but when he came to his sister's house, he couldn't say it.

After all, he is just such a sister.

Luo Bianshu glanced at the living room and asked, "Where's Zhang Hong? Are you on a business trip again?"

"He's like this, he doesn't care about his family when he's busy." Luo Yan explained.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiaoxiang for two years. He seems to be..."

"Magic City." Luo Yan continued: "I'm looking for a job in Shanghai. This kid can't think of calling me."

"Let him come back this Chinese New Year."

Luo Bianshu said: "I'll also see how much this kid has changed in the past two years outside. When the time comes, discuss with him whether he is willing to work under my hands. It is definitely better than outside."

When mentioning his son, Luo Yan looked a little unnatural, but Luo Bianshu didn't notice.

"It's getting late."

Luo Bianshu looked at his watch, it was close to twelve o'clock, he planned to come here to discuss business matters, but in the end, chatting and chatting became commonplace again.

When he got into the car, he saw his younger sister smiling at him standing by the car window, hesitated for a while, and said nothing.

I have experienced all kinds of storms, what is the assassin tonight, I can always solve it.

After all, she is his only sister.

Watching the vehicle leave, the old man closed the door, Luo Yan could no longer maintain the smile on her face, and could only hold back her tears to keep herself from crying.

The night wind was very cold, and she stood outside in her pajamas, very cold.

She wanted to tell Luo Bianshu the truth, but she couldn't.