I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

When Kou Shuang went in to chat with Xiaodie, Song Muxue stood in the kitchen, and the atmosphere became a little silent.

Song Muxue is not a cold and indifferent person, but because of the relationship between her appearance and temperament, she always makes people feel a little polite and alienated, and she dare not be unreasonable.

Kou Shuang thinks that Song Muxue is very warm and kind, and rarely refuses to refuse. This style of behavior can also be regarded as high-cold, and it may also be related to "human design" and "heavenly way".

When the original author created the character Song Muxue, it was definitely not what it looks like now.In a nutshell, Zhihu is a high-level intellectual and a high-class person.According to this personality design, Song Muxue looks like this, and it seems to be a matter of course to have such a temperament and aura.

Others don't know that Song Muxue is good, but Kou Shuang knows it.

Maybe because she felt a little embarrassed, Su Xiang took the initiative to talk to Song Muxue, and said, "Lawyer Song, is there anything I need to pay attention to in reprinting the contract? I don't understand these things, and I'm afraid I will suffer a loss."

Song Muxue thought for a while, and dictated the terms and key points.This scene was so familiar that she couldn't help but recall the time when she told Kou Shuang to pay more attention to the internship contract.

The sporadic past events made Song Muxue's heart glow with faint warmth, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

Su Xiang said in surprise: "Lawyer Song, you laughed..."

"Ok?"

"It's quite...gentle when you smile." Su Xiang smiled and said, "You are quite a nice person!"

Song Muxue was often praised by others, but she couldn't help being happy when she heard this sentence, and said, "What's your mailbox, I can write a note and send it to you."

Su Xiang said happily: "Really? That's great!"

When exchanging mailboxes, Su Xiang said casually: "Lawyer Song, do you know that Yi Guang was trafficked?"

"Huh?" Song Muxue looked at Su Xiang and said, "I don't know, has it ever happened?"

Su Xiang nodded and said: "After he left the copyright and property to me, I only found out after meeting his parents. He was trafficked from a very young age, and he didn't return home until he was an adult. I started writing novels."

Su Xiang looked at Song Muxue and said, "After my younger sister was kidnapped, she became different from other children... I think that experience had a great impact on Yi Guang."

"Xiangxiang!" Mother Su frowned, seeming to accuse and reprimand: "Your sister is just like everyone else, no different. You are her sister, so you can't look at her in the same way."

"Mom, you said 'yes'. In fact, you know that others think Xiaodie is abnormal. There are some things that cannot be denied. The damage has already been done. If you don't accept it, it will only become more painful. My abdomen is full of wounds. I can't even walk, can you say I'm the same as others? Mom, you can't pretend that nothing happened. You were like this before, and you didn't get a divorce for a long time, and you have seen the final result."

Su Xiang's tone was a little excited, touching on Su's mother's sadness, Su's mother turned her head.

Su Xiang knew that she had said too much, so she quickly corrected it: "I didn't mean that, I mean, we have to look forward. Yi Guang said that he would give me the copyright, didn't I just accept it without any burden? Confirm Injury, so compensation can be accepted frankly."

Song Muxue was very interested in Su Xiang's words, and asked, "When was Yi Guang kidnapped?"

"I don't know, it seems to have started since I was 11 years old. I want to know where he was abducted and sold at that time, and then he found his manuscript." Su Xiang said: "He seems to have been looking for somewhere, I think, this Is it related to his childhood experience?"

As Su Xiang spoke, the chair suddenly moved back a certain distance.Only then did Song Muxue discover that Su Xiang was actually sitting in a wheelchair.Su Xiang moved towards a certain room, and moved back shortly afterwards, handed Song Muxue a notebook, and said, "This is it."

Song Muxue took it and saw the densely packed small characters on it.There are pictures on some pages, very serious and patient.

If you look carefully, you will find that this is a combination of textual research and narrative.Every time you write down a little recollection, you always have to introduce evidence and finally draw some kind of conclusion.

It looks like an imaginary treasure map, but because it is too cautious, its authenticity seems to have risen to a higher level.

Song Muxue turned to a certain page and saw a castle hidden among the trees.The architectural style is magnificent and magnificent, which is inexplicably familiar.

Song Muxue frowned, and said to Su Xiang, "Can you lend me this notebook?"

Su Xiang smiled and said, "I originally wanted to give it to you."

deliver?

"I think it's true. Yi Guang really wants to find this place. But I can't help him. If Lawyer Song is interested, maybe I can help him find this place, which is much more useful than leaving it in my hands. "Su Xiang said.

Song Muxue nodded solemnly, and suddenly felt that the notebook in her hand seemed to be a little heavier.

While speaking, Kou Shuang came out of the living room with a smile on his face, but Song Muxue could tell that this was a forced calm and easygoing.

The two chatted with Su's mother and daughter again, and then left.

Once out of the room, Kou Shuang said: "Xiaodie has indeed been in contact with the man in black, and Wu Wenyu is her..."

What's wrong with her?Suddenly, Kou Shuang couldn't continue, and changed the topic again, saying: "That man is not young, let Xiaodie call him 'uncle'. His whole body has been burned, and he likes to wear all black and a mask."

"Well, this is similar to the information we have. We can confirm that it is a person." Song Muxue said softly, not as excited as Kou Shuang.Before coming here, she had made many predictions, some of which were even more appalling than the current situation.

"The most important thing is that he didn't ask for anything in return. He just asked Xiaodie if she was sad. Xiaodie said that she had asked him for help, hoping to punish her father. But the man said no, because he was not sad. The hatred is fake." Kou Shuang said: "I really don't understand, what is he trying to do? The psychological pleasure of eliminating harm for the people? A sense of control?"

Kou Shuang shook her head, looked at Song Muxue, and said, "That's what I found out by asking."

Song Muxue raised the notebook in her hand and said, "I also got something very interesting."

"What do you mean?" Kou Shuang was at a loss.

Song Muxue said: "This is Yi Guang's notebook. Do you remember the fairy tales Yi Guang has been telling? Cavalry, princesses, castles... After seeing this, I have reason to suspect that what he said is true. It is even possible that Zheng Fenglin's disappearance is also related to it."

"!!!" Kou Shuang stared at Song Muxue with wide eyes.

Song Muxue looked into her big eyes, she was talking about something very serious, but she couldn't help but patted Kou Shuang's head, and then turned to one of the pages, giving an example: "These decoration styles are very similar to Wen Zhe's home. Like, I think there's a connection between those two things, although there isn't any direct evidence yet. I've been researching this for the past few days to see if I can pinpoint where this castle is—if the fairytale really exists."

After Kou Shuang was touched on the head by Song Muxue, she kept covering her head, waiting for when to touch it back.But when Song Muxue narrated her thoughts, she didn't want to make trouble at all, she just smiled and said, "Okay."

Song Muxue was very handsome with a serious look, so handsome that he didn't even have the idea of ​​taking advantage and molesting at all.

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When Zheng Fenglin climbed ashore, he swung a lot of water up with the swing of his limbs and splashed to Juliet's feet.Juliet took a step back, and immediately stepped forward, asking, "Who are you?"

Just as Zheng Fenglin was about to speak, the deacon followed behind and went ashore, grabbed Zheng Fenglin's arm, and placed his palm on the place where the miniature bomb was, as if warning.

The deacon said to Juliet: "Princess, good day."

"Hello, Deacon, who is this?"

With a soft voice, Juliet carefully shifted her gaze to Zheng Fenglin.There was light in his eyes, as if he was very interested in Zheng Fenglin.

Zheng Fenglin smiled at her, but she immediately looked away.

She is not tall, but her clothes are "troublesome".She has a slender figure, clean eyes, and a cute smile.

The deacon was at a loss for words for a while, after Wen Zhe had an accident, he still hadn't figured out what identity to put on Zheng Fenglin.The screenwriter was still rushing to work, so he didn't dare to speak casually, so he said to Juliet: "This is our honored guest. The guest just fell into the water and is not feeling well. I will take him to rest first. I will formally meet with you in a few days." Meet."

At this time, the chief deacon didn't care about anything else, so he pulled Zheng Fenglin and walked in another direction.

The clothes on Zheng Fenglin's body were heavy after soaking in water, and a large puddle of water had accumulated when standing on the ground somewhere, and when he moved, it was like dragging a stream behind him.

Putting both hands on the miniature bomb, the warning signal was obvious, but Zheng Fenglin didn't care about it, instead he turned his head and smiled at Juliet, saying, "See you tomorrow."

Juliet blushed and said, "Okay! See you tomorrow!"

The deacon paused, and whispered, "Don't cause trouble!"

Zheng Fenglin laughed softly, shook his head and said, "Now, are you going to detonate the bomb?"

"..." The deacon didn't dare to do this in front of Juliet, so he kept silent.

Where Juliet could not see, the deacon escorted Zheng Fenglin back to the original room.The screenwriter was still writing, and didn't move when he heard the door open.

The deacon said: "Is the identity written out?"

"How can it be so fast, and I haven't studied it yet!"

The deacon looked slightly annoyed, and said: "I violated the request and contacted the princess without authorization."

The screenwriter turned around in surprise, and said, "You are awesome, he didn't tell you that if you disobey the order, you will die?"

Zheng Fenglin was not confused at all, and said: "You will not let me die in front of Juliet, she remembers me now, and will see me tomorrow."

The screenwriter looked to the deacon for confirmation, and the deacon nodded with a grim expression.

The screenwriter couldn't help laughing, and said, "You are very powerful, very fierce! Tell me, what identity do you want? I think it's better for you to decide my own ideas, give you the pen, and write it yourself!"

Zheng Fenglin opened his mouth but asked, "Where's Lu Renbing? What did you do to him?"

"Do you have the position to ask others now?"

"I am a policeman, and this is my position. Your actions have constituted assaulting the police, so you might as well worry about yourself first."

The screenwriter said in surprise, "Police? Interesting."

"Besides, I have to meet Juliet tomorrow, she will remember." Zheng Fenglin said calmly.

"..." The head deacon said, "Lu Renbing is fine for the time being, but if you don't cooperate, it won't be certain."

This is a blatant threat... Zheng Fenglin understood the meaning of this layer, but his heart became calmer, and said: "I have one more request, you report to my relatives that they are safe, otherwise I will not cooperate."

The deacon's use of Lu Renbing as a hostage shows that he panicked, and Zheng Fenglin's cooperation is very important to him.

The deacon thought he had three weights: Zheng Fenglin's life, Lu Renbing's life, and the police's sense of responsibility, but in this confrontation, the more weights he put on display, the more passive he was.

Threats are tantamount to showing weakness, and Zheng Fenglin is confident.

Sure enough, after a brief silence, the deacon asked: "Who is the relative? What did you say? In exchange, you must fully cooperate with the meeting with the princess tomorrow."