I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

Zheng Fenglin still couldn't understand the clothes, but he could only endure it.

He adjusted his belt, and the deacon reminded him from behind: "Pay attention to your appearance."

"Understood." Zheng Fenglin's tone was flat, he adjusted his expression, showed a smile, and then pushed open the door in front of him.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Juliet was seen not far away.

Among the crowd, Juliet was indeed the most conspicuous one.She has a refined temperament, lively and innocent, just like the drop of dew on the petals when the sun is deep in the east.

When Juliet saw Zheng Fenglin, a cheerful smile immediately appeared on her face. The girl's innocence was fully revealed, and even the stars would be eclipsed.

Zheng Fenglin walked over, sat down, and smiled at Juliet.

Juliet turned her head away.She thinks that Zheng Fenglin looks very special and has a strange temperament.

She has lived in this world for so many years, and she has never seen someone like Zheng Fenglin.She couldn't explain clearly, and vaguely felt that he was not from the same country as herself.

Sure enough, Zheng Fenglin introduced himself as soon as he sat down: "Hi Juliet, I am an envoy from a neighboring country, and my name is Zheng Fenglin."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Fenglin couldn't help laughing himself.Although it is said to follow the "script", the lines are too embarrassing, and I don't even know why other people can hold back their laughter.

Juliet stared wide-eyed and asked, "Why don't you call me princess?"

Zheng Fenglin said: "Because we don't have the habit of calling princesses."

"Then what shall I call you? Prince? Knight?"

"Just call me Zheng Fenglin." Zheng Fenglin smiled.

The deacon was a little dissatisfied behind him, but he couldn't get angry under this situation, so he could only gently press Zheng Fenglin's back.Zheng Fenglin didn't care, looked at Juliet's face, and asked: "My country is very different from this one, do you want to hear my story?"

Juliet nodded excitedly.

This is beyond the "script", Zheng Fenglin knew that the chief deacon was even more angry, and probably wanted to tear himself apart.But as long as he is still in front of Juliet, he is safe.

Even Lu Renbing is safe.

Zheng Fenglin began to tell stories.

Just like every fairy tale, the story happened a long time ago in a very magical country.There are all kinds of bad guys in it, and there are good guys who fight the bad guys.

After introducing the background, Zheng Fenglin said: "I am the one who catches the bad guys."

Juliet asked curiously: "Is it a knight? When bad guys break in, they will appear."

Zheng Fenglin shook his head and said, "It's not the same."

The chief deacon put his hand on Zheng Fenglin's shoulder, and said to Juliet, "Princess, Mr. Zheng...you still have something to do. Let him go to rest for now?"

Zheng Fenglin knew that the deacon was threatening him, and he was just about to say "it's okay", when he heard Juliet say disappointedly: "Is that so? Well...then Zheng Fenglin, goodbye!"

"Tomorrow, I will set aside a whole day to tell you the story of my fight against the bad guys." Zheng Fenglin smiled, and was directly brought up by the deacon.

The chief deacon grabbed Zheng Fenglin's arm, which seemed to be a supporting movement, but only the two of them knew the struggle.The food Zheng Fenglin ate these two days has been specially processed, so he can't use much force.

Zheng Fenglin whispered to the chief deacon: "You are angry."

The deacon didn't make a sound either, until he left the room, he threw Zheng Fenglin against the wall, and said sharply, "From entering to exiting, it took only 5 minutes! In 5 minutes, you only said one sentence according to the script."

It is the opening sentence that Zheng Fenglin himself knows very well.

"Think about it, I can kill you, Lu Renbing, and even your relatives at any time. Your lives are not that valuable."

"Have you brought the message to my relatives?" The deacon's elbow was pressed against Zheng Fenglin's throat with great force, as if Zheng Fenglin would suffocate if it was any heavier, but Zheng Fenglin was not in a hurry, and he was still asking himself. whether the requirements are met.

This group of people has been looking for Wen Zhe for four years, and has never replaced any other candidates during this period.After Wen Zhe died, he tied himself up by mistake, did not intimidate or abuse him, and even agreed to his request to report his safety.To some extent, Zheng Fenglin even wanted to name them "moderate kidnappers".

The deacon narrowed his eyes, but said: "I will kill you and your manager now, just contact the screenwriter and make up a story to get around. You are not as important as you think, maybe my behavior makes you Some kind of illusion has arisen. I hope that after today, you can reflect on your position and attitude. The only way for you is to cooperate with us and finish the play."

"Juliet is so old, can you lie to her for the rest of her life? The actors and screenwriters of this scene are going to change, do you really think she will never find out?" Zheng Fenglin frowned and looked at the deacon. Some sympathize with Juliet.

"I have sent your letter to your wife. I heard that she is not in a good state of mind. Instead of thinking about something that has nothing to do with you, you should worry about yourself or your wife first." The deacon said .

"I have a good relationship with Juliet, and we even made an appointment to listen to my storytelling tomorrow." Zheng Fenglin said.

This is the trump card he holds, and perhaps the only thing that can suppress the deacon.

Sure enough, the deacon's expression flickered, and finally said with a low face: "Don't call me Juliet, call me Princess."

The deacon escorted Zheng Fenglin away from the castle where the princess was, and took a carriage to another castle not far away.

At the end of the day, Zheng Fenglin has figured out that the castle he "lives" is two hours away by car and belongs to a "neighboring country".Wen Zhe lived there before and was a neighboring prince for a long time.

These were all told to him by the screenwriter, who lived and walked with him because he wanted to fabricate his identity.

Just as Zheng Fenglin was escorted to the carriage, the screenwriter came over and said happily, "I heard that you are going to tell a story to the princess? Can you tell me what kind of story it is?"

The screenwriter's attitude towards him was much better than the deacon's. Zheng Fenglin speculated that he was just taking money to do things, so he said: "Talk about the cases I have handled, otherwise how can I have a common language with her?"

The screenwriter rubbed his chin and said, "Well, that makes sense. You haven't been trained and don't know how to deal with women. But it's my job to tell the princess a story, and you can't just take it away." He paused After a while, he said: "Why don't you tell me first, what story do you plan to tell the princess? Maybe when I plan to be lazy, I can write it into the script, and you won't have to suffer like this."

The screenwriter looked at Zheng Fenglin's body that was completely tied up gloatingly, and smiled hahaha, as if he was certain that Zheng Fenglin would compromise and cooperate.

Sure enough, Zheng Fenglin thought for a while, and finally said: "That was when I just graduated from the police academy..."

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Song Muxue came home from get off work with a very bad look on her face.

It was difficult for Kou Shuang to see Song Muxue bring the distress at work home, so she couldn't help standing up and walking towards the other party, asking, "What's wrong?"

Song Muxue gave Kou Shuang a hug and said, "The police station called me today."

"Did Zheng Fenglin find it?" Kou Shuang asked, his eyes widened in surprise.

"No," Song Muxue shook her head, let go of Kou Shuang, turned her head and walked towards the study: "But maybe I know how to find Zheng Fenglin."

Kou Shuang was taken aback, and hurriedly followed Song Muxue, asking, "What's going on?"

She saw Song Muxue turn on the desk lamp and sit in front of the desk, took out a piece of paper from her bag, spread out Yi Guang's notebook, and said, "I seem to have received news from Zheng Fenglin today."

Kou Shuang walked over quickly, her eyes unconsciously placed on the note.

It was a piece of paper with a strange style of painting. It looked different from the paper in circulation on the market, a bit like parchment.And it was densely written with words.

Kou Shuang picked up the paper to read, and found that the first line was "To wife Song Muxue", and the signature was "Husband Zheng".

"..." Kou Shuang couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

"The letter is for me, and the handwriting is also Zheng Fenglin's, but the address and signature are very strange." Song Muxue pulled the paper away and said: "The whole article is about non-existent things, pouring out love to 'me'. But there's only one place—"

Song Muxue said, pointing to a certain line.

There are too many words on this parchment, and I can't see the point at a glance.But Song Muxue's white and slender fingers quickly drew the key points, easily attracting Kou Shuang's attention.

【...I'll buy you furniture after the business trip, the one from Jinxia's neighbor's house that you've always wanted...】

"This is?"

"The rest of this letter is not important, the only name is real. And Jin Xia's neighbor is Wen Zhe, I think he must be thinking of a way to convey some message to me, so he had to adopt this form. "Song Muxue said, and opened Yi Guang's notebook.

Yi Guang's notebook has everything in it, describing all the details of this mysterious castle in detail.The area, size, surrounding vegetation... More importantly, the decorations and decorations inside the castle are painted in detail.

Song Muxue quickly found a certain page, pointed it to Kou Shuang, and said, "If I remember correctly, the furniture in Wenzhe's house is exactly like this."

Song Muxue's memory and retrieval abilities are too powerful, Kou Shuang can't remember the details of Wenzhe's house at all, and seeing this exquisitely drawn picture will only give birth to "wow, it's amazing", and will never I remember where there is something, but Song Muxue can remember it and match it quickly.

Kou Shuang looked at Song Muxue adoringly, grabbed Song Muxue's fingers, and said, "You are really amazing! Then what should we do next?"

Song Muxue said: "If I remember correctly, this furniture is from a certain high-end furniture manufacturer. It only produces customized models and never sells to the general public. Coincidentally, I know the president of this manufacturer. Let's take some time to have a look. , to confirm whether Zheng Fenglin is hinting at this path."

Kou Shuang looked at Song Muxue's side face, high-spirited and full of confidence, so she couldn't help but grabbed Song Muxue's finger and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. But you can no longer hold on to this love letter from Zheng Fenglin gone."

Song Muxue was taken aback by what she said, and all her usual quick reflexes were thrown to Java: "What, what love letter? This is not a love letter, it's just Zheng Fenglin reporting the letter."

Kou Shuang said, "That's not allowed."

Song Muxue let go of her hand dumbfounded, letting the parchment fall to the ground.