Lang Xingchen knows Su Momo, she knows that 80% of the matter of the other party's personality is to be managed. Sometimes Lang Xingchen hopes that Su Momo can live a little bit more, a little colder.

But if this is the case, she is not Su Momo but Long Xingchen, isn't she?

Lang Xingchen smiled, the soulless body fluttered in the wind, and the memory also drifted far and far...

Almost twenty years ago, Lang Xingchen was four years old and was a member of the orphanage in Shanyang City.

At that time, she was bullied by other children in the orphanage almost every day. While the dean and volunteers were not paying attention, Lang Xingchen was often blocked by children older than her in remote corners. They pushed her, Patting her head with her hand, if Lang Xingchen accidentally didn't stand up and fell down, she would be dragged away by some of the children's courageous hair.

At that time, Long Xingchen was isolated by all the children, and her life was dim and dim. She lived every day and was trembling. She tried hard to protect herself, but she was unable to resist because of the many people in the other party.

For a long time, Lang Xingchen didn't know why he was so unlucky, why all the children didn't like her.

It wasn't until she was a little older that she recalled this period of time that she wanted to understand... and the reason for this was somewhat humiliating.

She was the only healthy child in the orphanage.

The rest of the children were abandoned by their parents because of physical or mental illness or disability, such as cleft lip and palate, some congenital disease, and so on.

Only Lang Xingchen is in good health, smart and beautiful, which is most liked by volunteers.

But the young Lang Xingchen didn’t understand that everything she suffered was due to the jealousy of those children. Long-term bullying made Lang Xingchen’s character more and more lonely. She warned everyone around her and even suddenly attacked out of goodwill. Volunteers who loved her, and slowly orphanage volunteers no longer liked her.

until one day……

Lang Xingchen remembers that the weather was very bad that day, and it was obviously noon sky but gray. The thick cumulonimbus cloud blocked the sunlight, and it looked like a storm was coming.

The courtyard of the orphanage was empty, and all the children went back indoors. Only at this time, Lang Xingchen was eligible to enjoy the only swing in the orphanage.

Lang Xingchen was swinging on a swing, and the "creak" sound echoed regularly. A little girl of the same age as Lang Xingchen appeared next to the swing, wearing a horn, braided, watery eyes, and wearing a A beige dress with a beautiful bow on the chest and a pair of small red leather shoes on the feet.

Lang Xingchen noticed the existence of the girl, and when she saw the girl's dress, there was a trace of envy in her eyes.

At that time, Long Xingchen never had a new dress of his own, let alone a skirt.

There are many girls in the orphanage. Even if there are well-meaning people who donated skirts, the dean will let those children who are not in good health to choose first. When Lang Xingchen is here, they are mostly some boys’ old clothes or the school uniforms that have been eliminated.

On that day, Lang Xingchen was wearing a blue elementary school uniform. The clothes were a bit oversized and loosely wrapped around him.

The little girl stood beside the swing and smiled sweetly at Lang Xingchen, saying, "Can you play for me for a while?"

Not far from the railing, a couple was standing looking at this side with a smile, Lang Xingchen's young age, but the ability to observe and observe had already been practiced like fire and pure love, she knew that the two were the little girl's parents, Thinking again and again, the stars stopped and silently gave the swing to the little girl.

"Thank you." The little girl thanked her sincerely before she boarded the swing, which was beyond the expectations of Lang Xingchen.

All along, she was robbed and seized of everything, as she should have. No one said these words to her.

The little girl twisted on the swing, it seemed that she couldn't grasp the essentials, and there was a trace of eagerness in her beautiful eyes. Lang Xingchen's body took the lead and walked behind the swing and gently pushed it.

The little girl gave a string of laughter like silver bells, and Lang Xingchen also raised her mouth.

Five minutes later, the little girl returned the swing to Lang Xingchen and learned to walk around the back of the swing to push the swing for Lang Xingchen.

This made Lang Xingchen flattered, but unfortunately, a long time when the thunder thundered across the sky, the couple outside the railing called and the little girl ran away.

Lang Xingchen watched the little girl run to her parents. The little girl suddenly turned her head and waved at herself.

"I'll come to see you again tomorrow!"

"...Good!" Lang Xingchen also waved his arms hard and shouted loudly.

Lang Xingchen watched a family of three walk away, but did not return to the house, but went back to the swing and swayed for a while. She didn't rush into the house until the sky was raining.

After all, the next time you qualify to swing, you don’t know when to wait.

...

In fact, Lang Xingchen didn't have much hope for the little girl's words. In these years, she had heard too many promises, and most of them failed.

But the next morning, the little girl really showed up. Only her father accompanied her today, still standing outside the railing and watching from afar.

The little girl brought a brand new set of plasticine and a beautiful book. After seeing Long Xingchen, she first handed it over: "Send it to you!"

"what is this?"

"My dad said that this is called a diary. He bought me two, and we both have one."

"What is a diary?"

"That is, you write in the book that everything that is happening every day, happy and unhappy. I wrote my diary for the first time yesterday and wrote about the things that we were swinging in. Use Pinyin instead."

The girl also opened the diary and pointedly pointed to a blank page, saying: "Here, write the date, weather and mood. Write the content below."

Lang Xingchen took over the diary silently, but her cheeks were a little hot. She would only write a few very simple words, and she would not use pinyin.

However, Long Xingchen did not reject the girl's good intentions, and also said thank you.

Perhaps it was the reason that the girl’s father was in town. No other children disturbed them that day. Lang Xingchen also exchanged names with the girl. The girl’s name was Su Momo.

"My name is Lang Xingchen, and the dean said that there were many stars in the sky that night when I picked it up. The word "star" was taken from: "Dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick up the stars." The only poem, perhaps a little bit of self-esteem, made her read aloud.

Su Momo's watery eyes were sparkling, clapping his hands and praising, "Your name is so nice!"

"Isn't it?" Lang Xingchen raised his chin and smiled, his heart was sweet.

...

After being separated from Su Momo that day, Lang Xingchen hid the diary in his clothes, and the wind returned to the room, hiding the diary under the pillow.

He went to the activity room again to get the colored pencils, returned to lie on the bed, opened the diary and wrote down the time, weather and mood according to Su Momo's prompt.

Lang Xingchen lay on the bed, biting the end of the colored pen, thinking for a long time, and wrote in his diary: Happy today.

Lang Xingchen clutched the colored pen and looked at the solitary few words, his face reddened, but he couldn't write anymore. Even if he had a stomach, he could not support her expression.

At that moment, Lang Xingchen was determined to study hard, at least he could do whatever he wanted to write.

Perhaps it was at this time that Su Momo's unintentional good deeds planted a seed in Lang Xingchen's young heart. This seed took root and germinated all the way to support Lang Xingchen's educational journey, no matter how difficult the situation afterwards, no matter How cruel reality is, she never gave up.

After the nine-year compulsory education, Lang Xingchen rejected the dean’s proposal to let her study a craft in secondary school and work early. After finishing the high school with the support of the Su family, I was admitted to the university with excellent results. As an adult, I rejected the follow-up support from the Su family and finished the university by doing several jobs.

It was Su Momo who let Lang Xingchen understand the horror of ignorance, it was Su Momo who changed her life, Lang Xingchen was the only college student in the orphanage, majoring in law, and had excellent grades.

...

As for that diary...

Even though Lang Xingchen was carefully hiding, he was still robbed by other children. Lang Xingchen did not dare to resist, and could only sit on the steps and cry.

Su Momo sat beside her, and after hearing that her diary was robbed, she immediately pulled Lang Xingchen towards the crowd and asked, "Who robbed?"

It was an eight-year-old boy with cleft lip and palate. At first glance, it was a little scary. Su Momo was obviously scared, but she was as small as a porcelain doll, but she burst out with amazing power.

Su Momo guarded Long Xingchen behind him and asked the boy loudly why he wanted to **** someone else's things, not harming him.

...

In the end, the diary failed to return, and Su Momo was pushed down and fell.

Su Momo and Lang Xingchen were sitting on the steps. The crying pear flower of Lang Xingchen was raining, and the broken hand holding Su Momo was at a loss. Lang Xingchen was afraid that Su Momo's parents would not let Su Momo and himself Have fun.

Instead of crying, Su Momo helped Lang Xingchen wipe her tears with a clean back of his hand. That day Su Momo said that Lang Xingchen would never forget.

Su Momo said: "My dad told me that if he is bullied by other children, he must rebel loudly, especially the girls should learn to protect themselves." Su Momo continued: "I will come to you every day, Tell them if they bully you again!"

...

Lang Xingchen recalled from his memory with a faint smile on his face. Now think about it. In fact, Su Momo was also very scared that day. When he said those words to himself, Su Momo's eyes were all red, maybe she saw her The sadness of crying, I could not bear to cry, and the pain in my hands in turn comforted me.

The young man’s promise, Su Momo really made it. Since then, Long Xingchen has many things belonging to her, all from the gifts of Su’s parents.

At the request of Su Momo, the Su family even completed the adoption procedure once, but later Su mother was found to be pregnant with a second child and was no longer eligible for adoption. This matter can only be done.

But the Su family's funding for Long Xingchen has never stopped...

Regarding the various things between them, Su Momo "forgot", Lang Xingchen still remembered that although she died, she couldn't give up.

Lang Xingchen raised his head and watched the sky full of stars making a long sigh, which was difficult for his strongman. In this case of Zhang Mou, if Su Momo can ignore it, then it is not Su Momo...

At this time, Lang Xingchen didn't know how to comfort Su Momo's excellent quality from childhood to the present, or should she sigh that she didn't know the dangers of society and people's hearts.

Zhang Mou’s words were always a big stone pressed against the heart of Long Xingchen. She didn’t know whether it was Su Momo’s destined experience, or because she forcibly returned to the sun to bring Su Momo an involuntary disaster. If the former is fine, if the latter... Lang Xingchen is worried that this is just the beginning.

Suddenly she thought of someone, Su Sifang, the heir to Master Xizang Tantra, the kind-hearted monk who knew everything.

If it wasn’t for the prophet, how could she say that?

Lang Xingchen raised his hand and touched his nose. Last time, he vowed to ensure that he would not disturb others in the future, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door again after these few days.

However, in order to clarify the doubts in his heart, Lang Xingchen had to visit again with his daring.

Lang Xingchen looked for memories in Xinxin's hometown on the outskirts of Shanyang City. The ghost seemed like a breeze. Lang Xingchen came to Xinxin's home in less than five minutes.

The residential building where Su Sifang is located is easy to find, just open the ghost eyes and look for the one where the golden light shines in the night.

Long Xingchen came to a residential building, and looked up to see that the entire fourth floor was wrapped in a solemn but gentle golden light, but she could enter the boundary with You Yangshu beside her.

Lang Xingchen floated beyond the fourth floor and passed through the wall...

Although she found the right place this time, she chose the wrong direction and entered the Si Sifang's next door, No. 401.

The layout of the two houses is exactly the same, but the furnishings are slightly different.

Lang Xingchen looked around for a while and called, "Master Su? Are you there?"

At this moment, behind Lang Xingchen suddenly heard a sipping: "Who are you?!"

Lang Xingchen turned his head and saw a girl of his own age, but the other party was also in a state of spirit floating in mid-air like himself.

The girl glared at Lang Xingchen and said, "Your bold courage has even floated to Master Murong's house! Don't kill me!"

"Murong?" Lang Xingchen frowned. The name was not unfamiliar to her. The black robe flashed in her mind, and her face looked cold.

"Yes, this is Lord Murong's home!"

Lang Xingchen suddenly realized that he looked at the furnishings in the room and realized that he had gone wrong.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong door."

Unexpectedly, the girl refused to be lenient, and a flashing body stood in front of Lang Xingchen: "You say you go wrong, you go wrong... Hey, wrong! There is a dharma wall outside this room, how did you get in?"

Lang Xingchen narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you again?"

"I... My name is A Miao, yes..." The girl straightened her chest and continued: "I am Lord Murong... Ghost deed! This is my home. If you run into a private house privately, if you don't make it clear today Don't want to go!"

The name "Ghost Deed" Lang Xingchen was the first to hear that she replied: "I'm sorry, I came to find Master Su, but I just walked into the wrong room.

"Are you here for Master Xiaofang?"

"Well, do you know her too?"

"She is a friend of Master Murong, but you didn't come by accident. Master Murong, Sang Yu, Big Sister's Head and Master Xiaofang went to Jiuhuashan to work together. It will probably be back in a month."

"Well, then I'll come again someday." After that, Lang Xingchen was about to leave.

A Miao was anxious, chasing behind Long Xingchen, and asked, "Don't go, it's rare to see a kind, what is your cell phone number, and I will call you when Master Xiaofang comes back?"

"...Ghosts can also have cell phones?"

A Miao rolled her eyes, took out a mobile phone and shook it in front of Lang Xingchen, showing off: "Why can't I have it! If you want one too, I will let her when Master Murong returns." Fold one for you."

It was Mu Rong again. Lang Xingchen had a bad impression of this inferior position. He always felt that the other party was too impersonal. After thinking about it, he asked, "Can this kind of mobile phone call living people?"

"What do you think? Impossible!"

"That's it, then you don't have to, thank you." Lang Xingchen originally thought that if he could call a living person, he would have one more way to contact Su Momo.

A Miao continued to persuade: "But you can call me! How about making a friend?"

Lang Xingchen chuckled and left Murong's house.

...

Lang Xingchen didn't go anywhere else, and went directly back to Su Momo's apartment. He floated outside the apartment and launched a perspective look at the people inside.

Su Momo was wearing a nightdress sitting at the desk with a mask on. The laptop on the desktop was open, and Su Momo was looking at what he was focused on.

Lang Xingchen drives his perspective, and looks at Su Momo's computer desktop. Sure enough, Su Momo is browsing the judicial process of vindictive cases in the old age.

Lang Xingchen withdrew his eyes and floated outside the wall with his arms, waiting silently as usual.

Lang Xingchen has a "home", that is, an ashes box stored in the funeral center of Shanyang City, but she doesn't like the coldness there. Before each "separation" from Su Momo, Lang Xingchen actually did not go far, just from Su Momo disappeared from his sight.

Now that Su Momo has "forgotten" her, Long Xingchen doesn't want to appear in front of each other endlessly. Everyone needs their own private space, even if they have been extremely close.

...

The next day, Su Momo got up and freshened up, and Lang Xingchen appeared at Su Momo's house on time.

"You're here!"

"Well, how about thinking?"

Su Momo smiled at Lang Xingchen and said, "Sit first."

"it is good."

The two sat against each other, Su Momo said: "I know what you said yesterday makes sense, and I know you are for my good, but I have thought for a long time... I still decided to do my best for Zhang's case. Hope...you can understand."

"I understand."

"Really!" Su Momo said in surprise.

"Well. I will help if it helps me find a place."

"Great, I really want to ask you something!"

"Speak."

Su Momo brought Lang Xingchen to the photo wall in the living room, pointed to the nearest family portrait, and said: "This is my parents, this is my brother Su Zeyu, I want to trouble you to visit them every day, you Doesn’t it mean that you can see a person’s “luck” above me? I want to make sure that they are safe and not endangered by my personal behavior.”

Lang Xingchen turned his head to look at Su Momo, the other party's expression was so sincere, the dark eyes had a hopeful luster, and Su Momo's voice was sincere and pure, all of which was love and care for his family.

Looking at such Su Momo, Lang Xingchen's thoughts drifted away again, and all the past came to mind like a slide.

It's such a girl, thin and thin, and sometimes she can't even take care of herself, but she has countless beauties in her heart.

It's such a simple, a little silly, some naive girl... but let Lang Xingchen be at ease anyway, can't give up.

Seeing the other party not answering, Su Momo asked weakly again: "Is it possible?"

Lang Xingchen hooked the corner of his mouth and replied: "Yes, but you have to promise me one thing."

"You said."

"Please take me to a movie during the break."

Su Momo blinked, and there was a flurry of fledglings in her eyes for a moment, as if she could not understand why the female ghost made such a request.

"Deal!"

...

On the way to work, the two chatted.

"What did you eat last night?" Lang Xingchen asked.

"Noodles..."

"Junk food, no nutrition!"

"Oh, something happened last night, and I won't cook anymore."

"After get off work, I'll accompany you to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. Let me teach you a few simple meals."

"it is good."

"Oh, is your mind reading still working?" Su Momo asked.

"Relax, can help."

"I don't mean that, I just want to ask, after leaving my body, is your world noisy again?"

"...Well, but fortunately, I got used to it slowly."

Su Momo touched the beads on his wrist and said, "It's not a way to go on like this, don't you say that the beads are very powerful?"

"Yes, wear it well and don't take it off."

"The master of this string of beads must also be very powerful. I want to take you to see the master someday to see if she can help you press the "switch" for mind reading."

"Don't bother?"

"That master is very good, in case she really has a way? You... you see so many people on this street, your ears must be very noisy, I feel very hard just thinking about it." Ever After learning that female mind reading is a passive skill, Su Momo always thinks about it when he walks on the crowded streets.

Perhaps Su Momo could not feel this feeling in this life, but she could imagine such pain.

There was a proposal to buy a car for her before, but Su Momo rejected it. These days Su Momo always thought about whether to put the car purchase issue on the agenda again.

After reading Su Momo's thoughts, Lang Xingchen took the initiative to say: "Then I will talk about it later, and finish this case first."

"it is good!"

Su Momo's words reminded Lang Xingchen, who also protected the entire four-story dharma wall from someone's hand? If you can... Can you please ask that person to also lay a wall to Su Momo's apartment and home, at least to protect Su Momo and her family from evil things.

When he came to the law firm, Lang Xingchen told him, "After entering the law firm, I will follow all the instructions, and if I don't go, I ask attorney Li Mingyi to ask for the file of the year.

"know."

"It is still not certain whether lawyer Li Mingyi knows the inside story of the year. I will read his thoughts to remind you, but still be careful to avoid leaving hidden dangers."

"Ok."

Throughout the morning, Su Momo followed the requirements of Lang Xingchen and did whatever he could. Until the lunch break, colleagues went out to eat in twos and threes, and lawyer Li Mingyi took the suit jacket out of the office before Su Momo greeted him.

"Lawyer Li."

"Ah, Xiao Su. Thank you for yesterday!"

"You're welcome, lawyer Li, can I look at the file of this case?"

Li Mingyi frowned, and asked, "The old case is old. What do you think of it?"

"I haven't been exposed to this type of case in school before, so I want to learn."

Lawyer Li Mingyi thought for a while and thought that Su Momo helped himself once, after all, and said: "It should be in the archives, I will write a note for you to take to Xiao Wu in the archives, let her help you find it."

"Thank you, Li!"

Li Mingyi left Su Momo after writing his approval note, and Su Momo asked in his heart: "Is there any problem with Lawyer Li?"

"No, he didn't know that Zhang was wronged."

Su Momo breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "That's good."

In the afternoon, Su Momo and Xiao Wu in the archives office found it for nearly two hours to find the file of the year. Fortunately, this law firm has a thirty-year history, and the file and file preservation are also very professional.

Although it was placed in a kraft paper bag, the paper was brittle due to the yellowing of the material after 15 years.

Su Momo made a copy of all the materials after obtaining consent, and returned the original materials to Xiao Wu.

Returning to the work station, Su Momo and Long Xingchen flipped through the files.

The records of the entire case are exactly the same as those in Su Momo's dream, but Su Momo quickly found two points that could be reversed.

One was Zhang’s confession that was interrogated at that time. He insisted that he just pulled out his baton out of self-defense and waved indiscriminately. He did hit someone, but he was snatched away only after hitting the baton.

But in addition to the deceased, there were a total of four witnesses. They were all students of this school. The confessions of the four were surprisingly consistent, emphasizing that Zhang Mou struck the victim's head several times, and finally they were pulled away.

In Zhang's confession, he was besieged by five people, but in the four people's confession, Zhang was just attacked by one of the victims, and all four of them just pulled.

Su Momo found the deceased's information. Although he was very tough from the photos, he was only a minor at that time. He was very different from Zhang in terms of body shape and strength. It was impossible to force Zhang to self-defense alone.

Doubt 2: The victim was identified by forensic doctors with multiple blows on the head, one of which was fatal and the weapon was a stick-like blunt weapon. It was later determined that the weapon was Zhang's baton.

But in the dream, Su Momo clearly saw that Zhang's baton was kicked away after being released, but the demon spirit found the baton in the dump near the school, and the fingerprints on the baton were erased. The victim's DNA was extracted from the site, and the baton number belongs to Zhang.

The prosecution also accused Zhang of the existence of a "hidden weapon" plot based on this evidence. It was not an over-defense but a deliberate murder. This appeal was adopted by the court.

But the problem is that the blood on the baton is obvious from the photos, and there is no sign of being erased. It is even possible that the person who framed Zhang Mou deliberately left it.

As a mature adult, if Zhang wipes his fingerprints cleverly, will he ignore the obvious blood stains?

Moreover, he also dropped the baton in such a prominent position in the garbage dump. Is this not waiting for the police to find it?

Su Momo had seen Li Mingyi’s argument, and lawyer Li also raised this challenge to the court, but the prosecution claimed that Li Mingyi’s argument was a subjective guess, and Zhang was panicked because of the murder, plus the sky was too late. Obstructed sight may be the omission of neglecting blood.

The baton was owned by Zhang, and Zhang also admitted the fact that he had knocked on the victim’s head. There were four eyewitnesses who confirmed that the forensic identification of the deceased’s head was caused by the baton. The angle of attack was the same, and the evidence is conclusive .

After several court hearings recently, Zhang did not come up with favorable evidence. Zhang was finally sentenced to death and suspended for two years.

During the probation period, Zhang had a serious conflict with his inmates, and the death penalty went as planned.

Su Momo was silent after reading the file.

Lang Xingchen waited for a while and asked, "Apart from these two doubts, what other problems do you see?"

Su Momo shook his head, his eyes blank.

Lang Xingchen pointed to forensic identification and said, "I think there is something wrong here."

"What is the problem?"

"An excellent forensic doctor can use the wound on the deceased body, such as the angle of the body, to hit the contact surface on the head, and calculate the height range of the murderer based on the height of the deceased person. Some experienced people can also calculate the **** of the murderer. Body shape, etc. We already know that the blow on the victim’s head was not done by one person. Why did the forensic doctor write that?"

"You mean... there is a problem with forensic medicine?!"

Lang Xingchen stared at Su Momo and said patiently: "Don't worry, think about other possibilities?"

"Maybe there is a problem with the forensic identification, maybe..."

Lang Xingchen took Su Momo's words and continued: "Perhaps, the murderer may be a person with a similar shape to Zhang, and there is another possibility that the murderer is a thoughtful person who has a certain understanding of criminal investigation. He used a certain One way to induce the forensic to make such a judgment is to pick up Zhang Mou's truncheon and wipe the fingerprint from it, and directly push Zhang's defense to the level of intentional killing, which is enough to judge."

Su Momo stared at the forensic judge's judgment in the dossier and fell into contemplation.

Lang Xingchen said seriously: "If this is really the last guess, then this murderer is too terrible. There was such a malicious and meticulous mind in his minor years, and I don't know what it is twisted into now."

"Yeah, we must find evidence to bring the real murderer to justice! But... where can I find out?"

Lang Xingchen thought for a while and replied: "Don't worry, I have a way. You work well first. I will come back to pick you up before work. I will go to your parents and younger brother to see their luck, and then I will find Zhang. Ask."

Su Momo said apologetically: "I should have investigated it, but I still trouble you."

"Don't talk silly, wait for me to pick you up from get off work."

When Lang Xingchen left, Su Momo took a photocopy of the file and put it in his drawer.

Su Zeyu's school and Su Momo's home Lang Xingchen are familiar with the car. She has seen the luck of the three people, and all of them are peaceful.

The good luck of being kind to people and being kind to the heart is also clear, otherwise it will appear as a cloud.

The old saying: If people don’t know unless they have nothing to do, it also makes sense to explain from the perspective of metaphysics.

Lang Xingchen came to Shanyang Central Hospital and found Hao Jiefang to explain his intentions. Hao Jiefang was not surprised about Su Momo's decision. He readily read the name of Zhang Mou in the dead book, and gave Lang Xingchen a bi The green rune paper says, "If you shake this rune, it will take you to find Zhang."

"Thank you."

Floating out of the hospital, Lang Xingchen shook the rune paper in his hand, and the turquoise rune paper instantly turned into countless green light spots. Lang Xingchen followed the light spot to the old city.

The light spot got into a private house and disappeared.

Lang Xingchen crossed the wall and saw Zhang Mou floating in the air, looking at the old and young at the dining table.

The smell in the room was not good, all kinds of clothes were hanging on the clothes drying rack, the old-style wooden furniture was spotlessly cleaned, and there was a simple atmosphere.

The gray-haired Aunt Wu sat at the table with a teenager who looked seventeen or eighteen, but the teenager's behavior violated his age.

He wore a bib in front of his chest, rice grains on his face, and a toy car in his hand constantly pushing back and forth on the dining table, with words in his mouth.

Aunt Wu put down her tableware and coaxed: "Xiaobao, stop playing, eat the rice first, ah."

The boy who was called "Little Treasure" looked at Aunt Wu and reluctantly grabbed two meals and continued to play with the toy car.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang asked.

Looking at this young and old, Lang Xingchen's heart is also not a taste, especially the blood on Aunt Wu's head has not dissipated...

Lang Xingchen withdrew his eyes and looked at Zhang, saying, "Momo agreed with you."

"Really?"

"Well, but you can no longer harass her."

"You can rest assured, I promise."

"This is a fifteen-year-old case. It is difficult to investigate. Momo and I have read the file and found two suspected points that may be reversed. But if I ask them in a hurry, I will only be surprised. I thought of one. Way, you need to use your nightmare."

"Okay! What do you want me to say?"

"Your nightmare can only create nightmares, or..."

"I can create other dreams. That's how I gave my mom dreams!"

"Except for the suspect who has been guarded by you, can you find the address of others?"

"can!"

"Well, I'll come to you again after 12 o'clock tonight. You are responsible for creating dreams to guide their memories. I will read the effective information with Mind Reading. After grasping certain clues, we will make a plan again to see where Get started."

After listening to the deployment of Long Star, Zhang was overjoyed and said gratefully, "It is still the brains of the people who have gone to university, thank you!"

Lang Xingchen looked at Zhang Mou, but hesitated.

She wanted to tell Zhang: Aunt Wu's head was gleaming with blood, but what if she thought about it?

Hao Jiefang had explicitly prohibited them from interfering with the lives and deaths of living people, and Zhang’s current situation... Even if he was told this, he would not only be able to do anything, but he might be counterproductive.

"Auntie is getting older, you shouldn't wander around recently, stay with her and children at home."

"I know, you can rest assured."

"...If there is any situation, or if you need help, please come to Momo's house to find me." She will possess it. If Aunt Wu's body is in a state of health, she can be attached to the body of Aunt Wu or Xiaobao. With the body, there are more things that can be done, which is already the limit that Long Xingchen can help.

"Thank you."

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Thanks again. Thank you for the little angel who voted for the king or the irrigation nutrient solution for me between 2020-04-2504:12:06~2020-04-2608:00:06~

Thanks to the little angel who shot the rocket: 1 baboon;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: MUGA, Xunyi Yo1;

Thanks to the little angel for irrigation nutrient solution: koukouj90 bottles; Xiao Yiheng 60 bottles; refraction 10 bottles; steamed SpongeBob a, NaughtyCat1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!