Chapter 66： v16 Abnormal angels around (sixteen)

Jin Biaohu's words silenced all the police who heard it. Because only the warehouse was on fire, the corpse in the factory and the utility knife that fell on the ground were brought back by the police. The dead body was confirmed by an autopsy and the throat was a throat It is indeed a utility knife. The owner of the vehicle that Mu Rulan is using proves that the knife and the pen inserted into the yellow hair are owned by them. In other words, it is indeed possible that Mu Rulan brought it from the car. After all, gold They are all big and powerful, and it is not enough to find a tool to kill a little girl.

The two dead were Jin Biaohu's companions, and the wounded was also Jin Biaohu's companion. The confession was exactly the same as that of Jin Biaohu. They did not need to kill their companions, but even so, people are still unbelievable. How can they believe this? The genius girl like angel who has always been attracting much attention to the two excellent students of learning and academics turned out to be a terrible metamorphosis described by Jin Biaohu as a ghost.

The interrogation room door was slowly pushed open, and the man in the black suit and white shirt walked in slowly with a cold pace.

"Mr. Mo." The two policemen sitting in the interrogation room stood up and looked at Mo Qian.

Mo Qianren walked to the table and watched Jin Biaohu slowly said, "Do you know how much effort it would take to cut the throat of a tall and strong man like you with a utility knife?"

"I didn't lie!" When Jin Biaohu heard Mo Qianren saying this, he thought he was going to help Mu Rulan, and he retorted loudly.

"Hiding your feet behind the chair's feet is a sign of seeking security, tension, and guilty conscience in psychology. I didn't say you didn't lie, but you hurriedly refuted. The simplest conditional reflex is because you are afraid. Others say you are lying, what are you hiding? "Mo Qianren's eyes were very sharp, he bent down and held a palm on the table to get close to Jin Biaohu, with an aggressive taste.

Jin Biaohu's forehead cold sweat continued to slide down his neck and chin. His body was stiff. He lied, of course. His purpose of bringing Mu Rulan over there was just to frighten him, and he concealed it. Everything was ordered by Zhou Yaya, and he even taught him how to beat Mu Rulan one by one. Anyway, there is no evidence to prove what they want to do with Mu Rulan, and Mu Rulan really killed someone.

The man was terrible. Jin Biaohu was afraid of touching his eyes, which made him feel pierced.

"Let me think about it." Mo Qianren stood upright, holding his arms lightly. "You were originally trying to scare Mu Rulan? You ran nearly 300 kilometers from Bislan College to the crime scene. I When arriving at the scene, Mu Rulan and her brother were locked in a warehouse, and there were traces of diesel spills on the flammable materials. Mu Rulan and her brother were still in the hospital. Are you trying to scare? "

Jin Biaohu clenched his fists. Now that he wants to kill Mu Rulan, there is no way to hide it, but that does not mean that he has not continued to distort the fact. "That is because Mu Rulan wants to kill us, we She had to kill her only as a last resort! And, even if we planned to kill her at the beginning? We had no time to start before she had killed Ren Jianbao Tianshu and read the whole text! In short, I want to appeal! I want to sue Mu Rulan for murder Even in jail, you must pull Mu Rulan in together, otherwise he will be killed by Mu Rulan or Mu Jiake's family. Only Mu Rulan's charges are fulfilled, and the Jin family is attracting much attention. Under the circumstances, they did not dare to touch the Jin family, so that he could go out! Zhou Yaya told him so.

Mo Qianren said faintly to the policeman who took the transcript: "Heard, he acknowledged that they had motivated the crime at the beginning."

The policeman hesitated, nodded, and made a note of it. He didn't put Jin Biaohu's appeal in his ears at all. He didn't clear his own crimes and wanted to sue others.

"Very well, let's continue." Mo Qianren ignored Jin Biaohu's resistance and said, "You suddenly wanted Mu Rulan to lose her mobile electronic device after Mu Rulan chased after him to save her brother. You were afraid of her. The police used a simple but rigorous and effective method, but neither Jin Biaohu nor your accomplices are the ones who can think of this method in a short time. You also have a concealed accomplice. She is a female, about 1.6 to 1.72 meters tall, weighing about 45 to 50 kilograms, she looks beautiful and has a good life. She is a student of Bislan College. She has had a lot of conflicts with Mu Rulan recently. So ashamed to become angry with this killer. "

Jin Biaohu became more and more scared the more he listened, and he felt sweaty. He had a feeling that they were playing tricks in front of this man.

Zhou Yaya told her father what Mayor Zhou had done with him. Although Mayor Zhou was very angry, he took great care of this daughter. Naturally, it was impossible to send her daughter to jail. Knowing that the couple who Zhou Yaya stopped the alarm call pretended not to have that matter, and eliminated the call records of Zhou Yaya and Jin Biaohu. Zhou Yaya and Jin Biaohu could not pull anything on the bright side or the dark side. Relationship, however, such an analysis of Mo Qianren, just go to Bislan College to ask, and soon you will find that the accomplice can even be said to be the principal offender, that is, Zhou Yaya!

The two police officers questioning the prisoner and the police in the monitoring room were all stunned. They did not expect that Jin Biaohu and some of them even had accomplices. There was no way to tell from other signs that they still had accomplices, and the accomplice was still a female. Yes, even people know the height and weight of others. This is just the same reasoning as God. Is this a TV series or a novel? Where did he get the data from?

Mo Qianren looked at his expression and quickly determined that his reasoning was completely correct. They did have a companion who was indeed a woman.

When Jin Biaohu was sent to the detention center for follow-up treatment, Mo Qianren came out of the interrogation room, and the curious captain came up again, "How did Mr. Mo know that the prisoner had a accomplice? And even the other person was male or female. ? "

Mo Qianren glanced at the captain indifferently, telling the captain that he was an idiot who couldn't even think of such a problem. "The answer is obvious. The initial goal of Jin Biaohu was only Mu Rulin, but he was completely hit by Mu Rulan. It was an accident. At that time, their brains were completely blank and panicked. It was impossible to think of such a rigorous method in a short time to let her throw away the mobile electronic equipment in the car unless someone directed it elsewhere. Mu Rulan's interpersonal communication is very simple and open. She cannot offend anyone secretly. Moreover, with Mu Rulan's face, temperament, and attitude toward others, even if the man is dissatisfied with her, he cannot be a killer. Unless this is a beautiful, popular and beloved woman who is completely inferior to Mu Rulan, and she has hatred because of jealousy after a conflict with her at the college. "

The captain did not understand, "Why must a beautiful girl with a good family background be more ugly and have a more common jealousy?"

Mo Qianren looked at the young policeman who was also listening to him, "Would you be jealous of Dong Shixuan?"

The young policeman narrowed his eyes and widened his eyes, "How is that possible?" Where is Dong Zixuan's superstar, who is jealous of him? Speaking of which, Dong Zixuan is his idol!

"Yes, it is impossible. The ugly duckling will not be jealous of the swan, it will only be envious. Only when the underlying capital is relatively consistent, can humans become jealous and even twist into hatred in the end."

The captain and a group of listeners suddenly realized that this is indeed the case. The psychology of most people is to compare with their peers and to compare their family history with their own. Therefore, the reason why I am not worse than her but I cannot get the same as her. What is the reason for this kind of treatment, and if the other party at the beginning is several times more than you have money, you will feel that the other party owns those things for granted, and may even take her (the latest chapter of his full-time follower).

Now that the answer is available, the captain did not grind, and immediately sent someone to the University of Westland to identify the suspect. Mu Rulan was like a public figure at the University of Northland, and anyone who was in conflict with her must be known to the entire school. Yes, so it is absolutely possible to quickly identify the suspect.

Mayor Zhou probably wouldn't have thought that he thought he had done the job properly, but it was not as good as Mo Qianren's words to expose everything.

Zhou Yaya was eventually brought into the police station for investigation.

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Mu Rulan and Mu Rulin didn't matter much, they could be discharged after waking up.

It was Mu Zhenyang who came to pick up Mu Rulan and Mu Rulin. His face was a little bad, and there were even a few scars on his cheek. Obviously, after coming back, Ke Wanqing had accumulated anger for several days, and Mu Zhenyang was cooked. After a meal, Mu Zhenyang was not in a good mood. He was not even very good with Mu Rulan and Mu Rulin's complexion. He had a stinking face along the way without saying a word.

Mu Rulan and Mu Rulin naturally did not go to ask for themselves. Mu Zhenyang looked at Mu Rulan from the rear-view mirror, and she was not happy. Didn't she say her daughter was the most intimate cotton jacket? Didn't she see that her dad was in a bad mood? He was still joking and joking with Mu Rulin's boy, without even greetings. If he changed to Bai Suqing, he would certainly comfort him for a while and let him dispel the fire and relax.

Thinking, Mu Zhenyang snorted, looked away, and thought that it wasn't him who inherited everything from her daughter, which was really annoying, because he just hated Ke Wanqing's ability and strength.

The car drove back to Mu's house. Ke Wanqing had already gone to the company. Only Zhou Fu and his servant were in the house. After Mu Zhenyang sent the person back, he hid in the room alone and called Bai Suqing. He complained to him. The daughter of the strong family was not sensible. Listening to Bai Suqing's soft comfort, Mu Zhenyang only felt that his body was relaxing and his heart was so soft that he couldn't help thinking that it would be better if his daughter was not Mu Rulan but Bai Suqing. The daughter can make him want to pamper on the apex.

Mu Rulan? That girl was the source of their pride, but everything was handled well from childhood to age, and they let it go, they just let it go.

Mu Rulan stood at the door, holding a cup of hot green tea in her hand, listening to Mu Zhenyang's complaints and soft whispers to Bai Suqing in the door, her smile was slightly deeper, and she turned with the tea Her room is gone.

Close the door gently and put the tea on the table. Mu Rulan turned around in the room and remembered that her mobile phone had been thrown away, and she didn't have the habit of remembering other people's mobile phone numbers, so this would There was really no way for her to find someone. The other's number was remembered, because when she woke up in the morning, Mrs. Shi was already here, but the life-saving benefactor did not show up late.

Mu Rulan was sitting on the table in front of her window sill, and the white dove looking for food in the garden seemed to find that the owner had returned, fluttering her wings and flew back, landing on Mu Rulan's fingers.

Mu Rulan's lips had a warm and touching smile, and her fingers gently touched the head of Stupid Baige, as if she just slept a good night last night, rather than almost killed the fire.

"Ah, right." Mu Rulan thought of something, whispered softly, raised Bai Ge in front of her with a smile, "Can you do me a favor? Honey?"

Bai Ge tilted her head, and Mung bean eyes looked at Mu Rulan stupidly, and she couldn't understand what she was talking about.

Mu Rulan did not seem to see it. He picked up a piece of paper and tore off a small piece, wrote a few words with a pen, and fixed it on the pigeon's leg with a thin rubber band. Looking at this scene, Mu Rulan herself could not help but chuckled out loud, "It's very interesting."

The white pigeon cooed twice and pecked with a red beak, it seemed very novel.

"Good, fly to find the very handsome gentleman who was at the Ziyuan Academy last time? I'll draw a road map for you." Mu Rulan smiled and said with a curvaceous eyebrow. I did n’t expect much, I just thought it was very interesting, and I played and played there. Although this little guy helped her to send the letter to Wang Qiang's house last time, she personally took the guy downstairs to his house.

Mu Rulan drew the route from Mu's home to Lu's. He used the green color that the pigeons preferred to draw the route, got it in front of the white dove and said it a few times, and then rushed away. It's handsome. Don't mess with me .

The white dove flew around in the garden and then flew back in an attempt to carry it to the owner's shoulder, but was kicked out before it even got up, and the white dove grunted awkwardly, flapping its wings and flying away.

Mu Rulan smiled peacefully in the back, looked at the calm sky, the smile was a little deeper, it was really calm, before the storm came, it was generally so calm, right? Ha ha.

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After Mo Qiang went to the hospital and flew in the hospital, he was summoned by Lu's mother to return home. When he returned home, he saw Lu and Meng Lu round up a poor white pigeon in the living room. Lu Zimeng was sitting on the sofa with hair. There were several pigeon hairs on it, and there was a suspicious little black-and-white thing on his head. He seemed to have been hit, staring dullly ahead.

Mo Qianren stood at the door, staring at the white pigeon standing on the chandelier, his eyes narrowed.

When Mother Lu met Mo Qian, she quickly said, "Qian, please close the door and don't tell it to run away. After a while, your aunt will stew pigeon soup for you, and you will send it to Lan Lan!" Such a fat pigeon makes soup It must be delicious. Since flying into their home, don't even think about going out alive. She got up late today and went to the market without seeing any satisfaction. It was really a godsend pigeon.

The white dove seemed to understand that Mother Lu wanted to make it into soup, and groaned twice before pulling a **** on the ground to express anger.

Mo Qianren said indifferently, "This pigeon belongs to her."

Lu didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"This pigeon is ... Mu Rulan." Mo Qian paused inexplicably, said.

At this moment, Mother Lu and Father Lu clearly heard each other and looked at Mo Qianren in surprise. "This is the pigeon that Lan Lan gave us to eat?"

The white dove protested and shoved another shit.

"I don't think so." Mo Qianren walked into the room. The white dove seemed to finally find the object, and fluttered towards Mo Qianren with flapping wings.

Mo Qianren picked up a pillow on the sofa and blocked it in front of him. Bai Ge smashed his head on the soft pillow, and seemed to be dizzy. He slammed on the sofa. Lu Zimeng suddenly looked back, Seeing that Mo Qianren was just about to cry, he was excited and pointed at the pigeon **** on his head, mourning, "Qian Ren, look at you, this guy pulls a **** on my head! Too much! You see ! "

Such disgusting things are still coming to Mo Qianren's side, aren't they looking for abuse? Mo Qian was expressionless, and smashed the pillow on his face. He pumped several paper towels and picked up one foot of Bai Ge and went upstairs.

Halfway through, what came to mind, Mo Qianren turned to look at Mother Lu again. The faint voice seemed to be just talking about the weather. "Trouble aunt to make some soup for clearing the lungs."

Mother Lu froze, staring at Mo Qianren with wide eyes, and then glanced at Lu Da, who also froze, and nodded in surprise, "Okay, auntie will do it right away, do you want to bring something to Lan Lan? Auntie said, aunty does it, and eats less in the outside store. Those are not as clean and authentic as home cooking ... "

The Mo Qianren went upstairs with a white dove, and Lu Zimeng seemed to faint with a headache. "Oh, mom ... Mom, please hurry up and give me some soup that will calm you down, otherwise your son will surely die early. , Will definitely die early! "

Father Lu replied with a serious face: "Nonsense!" Don't just hang on to your mouth with such unlucky words!

Lu Zimeng is completely in no mood to deal with the pigeon feces on his head. After listening to the daddy of the landing father, look at the mood in the kitchen. Mom Lu humming in the kitchen and preparing to make soup. What should I do now? Mu Rulan is a mentally ill person. If he wasn't sure if Mo Qianren liked Mu Rulan before, he can still tell the mother of Lu Qian that he is holding the banner for Mo Qianren without pressure, saying Mu Rulan may be mentally abnormal, but now seeing Mo Qianren's response, what does he say? How could Mo Qianren's temper be mixed with him from an early age to an unknown age? After he said it, none of the Mo family and the Lu family could bring the two together. Mo Qian is not a person who will obey others. At that time, he will only make things worse.

As the only one who knows the truth at present, Lu Zimeng said that the pressure is really great. When he imagines Mo Qianren sharing a bed with a pervert, he feels creepy, worried that Mu Rulan will suddenly one day be like those perverts in the movie. Killing or eating Mo Qian people, and at the same time worried that the love that just killed Mo Qian people will have the same terrible or even more terrible consequences.

Lu Zimeng's entangled head was on the sofa. Like a cow, Father Lu stood by and watched his son's inexplicable wind, and took a serious face. "After a while, I remember to clean the sofa for me." Pigeon The **** was sticking to it.

"..."

The Mo Qian people returned to the study with the white doves that were constantly flapping under their hands. They took the paper strips tied to the feet with rubber bands. After the white doves were released, they immediately protested and pulled on the Mo Qian people's desk. After several shit, Mo Qianren frowned, but ignored it for the time being.

On the small white note, the black oily pen was written with neat and beautiful words, just like Mu Rulan's feeling, the black handwriting was reflected in his indifferent, as if not black but gray pupil, suddenly Moment, looking at the word as if attracted, he heard the sound of his heart beating.

——I want to hear your voice. Can you call me? Mr. Mo.

When the girl wrote such a sentence, did you ever think how ambiguous this sentence is?

It seems that because there is a law that God will give you something that will inevitably take another thing, so most people with high IQ are low in EQ, especially people like Mo Qianren who are weak in temperament and like boiling water. He It seems that he is naturally lazy and doesn't like paying attention to too many things, so he pays attention to one thing he is willing to pay attention to, and forms a state in which nothing else is in his eyes.

From the age of ten, Mo Qianren was interested in metamorphosis. This interest has continued from that time to now. In order to become a top criminal psychologist and enjoy the days of researching metamorphosis, he can touch a scalpel to learn medical science. Anything related, this person's obsession with things that matter to him is like a clean habit that he can never change.

So what happens when Mo Qianren finds himself in love with the perverted criminal he wants to study?

The answer is unknown.

Mo Qianren felt this kind of heartbeat and feeling beyond his knowledge for the first time. After a period of ignorance and ignorance, the genius-like mind once again exerted its powerful ability. He sat on Mu Ru Lan was in the emergency room outside, with his legs crossed and his back straight. The nurses walked back and stared at him for a long time. He looked like a king who was cold and arrogant, and quietly found himself A big secret.

The answer seems to be a very simple matter, like using his usual faint voice to say, ah, I fell in love with that girl.

But only he knew that it didn't feel as light as his own tone.

He looked down at his gauze-wrapped thumb and forefinger. When the two rubbed lightly, he felt the pain after being bubbed by the hot nail before, but he was not at all at the time. Feeling pain, is the hormone of love deceiving the body's perception?

The white pigeon stood on the table and ate the peanuts that Meng Meng put in his study. When he saw the sculpture of Mo Qianren, he motioned and murmured twice, calling Mo Qianren back to God.

Mo Qianren looked at Bai Ge and pecked the peanut shells at the white dove on his desk, and his eyes fell on his hands, only to find that he did not know when he had taken the mobile phone or even pressed the address book to find Mu. Ru Lan's landline number-Mu Rulan gave him two numbers at first. When she was at home, she didn't like to listen to the phone with her mobile phone. There was radiation and the mobile phone would get hot.

He flicked his thumb and dialed out.

Mu Rulan was still sitting on the table looking at the scenery outside, and suddenly the landline phone on the bed rang. Mu Rulan snorted, jumped off the table, and walked over to Xiantuye Road.

"Hey?" A soft but not greasy voice passed through the phone to the ears of people over there.

The general feeling of the heart beating in the ears became more and more obvious, and Mo Qianren was holding the mobile phone, and for a moment did not know what to say.

Mu Rulan didn't hear the response over there. After thinking about it, she thought of something. There was a flash of bright light in her eyes. The corners of her mouth were bent, and her beautiful eyes were bent into a beautiful and beautiful meniscus. Mr?"

"Well." There was a slight response.

"My little white has found you?" Mu Rulan thought that his pigeons were really smart and too interesting.

"Um." Mo Qianren glanced at the white pigeon who was still eating peanuts.

"Did you have lunch?" Mu Rulan didn't think his attitude was indifferent and could not be found. Instead, it seemed that the two were good old friends. They sat softly at the bedside, even if they were silent. I will not feel any embarrassment.

"not yet."

"Would you like to eat together? Come to my house, I'll cook for myself." Mu Rulan's eyes bent into a touching crescent, feeling so good that it seemed to fly up. Sure enough, this man was special and talked to him. She always feels that she has a relaxed and comfortable feeling, which is obviously her most fearful crime psychology, so it is difficult to handle this feeling.

Mo Qianren was silent for two seconds, and then said softly, "Huh."

"So, I'm going to prepare now. Will you come back later?" Mu Rulan's voice caught a little smile.

"it is good."

The phone hangs up. Mo Qianren, who has n’t talked much, stared at the phone and did n’t know what he was doing. Lu Zimeng was tangled for a long time and finally decided to open up to Mo Qianren and talk straight. Just opened the door like this, "Mo ..." Lu Zimeng's voice stopped for a moment, staring at Mo Qianren with wide eyes, "Why are your ears so red ?!" Is there a secret look at what should not be seen? ? As soon as Lu Zimeng thought of this, his excited eyes turned around to find evidence.

Mo Qianren put his mobile phone back in his pocket, with an indifferent expression, and touched his hot ears very naturally. This picture looks like he is obviously shy and pretending to be indifferent and indifferent. There is a kind of Another sense of pride.

"What's the matter?" Mo Qianren glanced at the white that Lu Zimeng hung on Liu Haihai, and scratched the bottom of his eyes.

Being mentioned by the Mo Qian people, Lu Zimeng remembered the business and quickly looked at his head as a thief and looked outside. After confirming that no one entered the room, locked the door, and walked in front of the Mo Qian people. Do you like Mu Rulan? "

"Um." Mo Qian's face wasn't red, but he jumped for granted, as if he had discovered this for a long time.

Lu Zimeng's serious expression suddenly collapsed, boss, don't admit it so directly! His heart won't stand it!

"Are you sure ?!" Lu Zimeng Fei ran to Mo Qianren and looked at him nervously.

However, Mo Qianren just glanced at him indifferently, as if saying "Don't ask such an idiot, I don't bother to answer you".

Lu Zimeng, who was struck continuously, was angry. "Mo Qianren, what is your **** attitude! Grandpa is doing it for you!"

For him? Mo Qianren seemed very puzzled by what he said, "How do you say?"

"How do you say ?! Are you really blinded by love?" Lu Zimeng hated iron and steel, "Mu Rulan is mentally ill, right? Don't deny that it is useless to deny you now, I should have believed you before Speaking! Do you think about what your family is doing, do you think about your grandpa, your mother, and the group of grandfathers in the compound, do you think they will agree with you with a mental patient? "

"It's my own business, why do they need their consent?" Mo Qianren's answer was very dull and indifferent to the latest chapter of the Emperor Xingkong.

Lu Zimeng's eyes widened, and he unhappyly raised his collar. "How can you say that? That's your loved one!"

"It's a loved one, but only your wife can live with you for a lifetime." Mo Qianren took his hand very calmly, he did not deny the feelings for loved ones and loved ones, but anything except himself No one can interfere too much and force themselves to accept their wishes, because everyone is an independent individual. Everyone has the right to choose everything when he is an adult. He must also be responsible for his actions. If the so-called love is based on coercion, And above persecution, maybe no one wants it, and this is not a simple love.

Lu Zimeng was going to be blown away by Mo Qianren ’s rational and somewhat indifferent thought, and quickly told himself to be calm. He was not Mo Qianren ’s opponent in language, and it would be more complete if he was not calm.

"Well, how about we change the subject?" Lu Zimeng resolutely gave up the idea of ​​asking Mo Qianren and Mu Rulan to say goodbye. "You are the top domestic and international criminal psychologist. I remember you have a psychiatrist certificate. Right, Mu Rulan ’s mental condition can be cured, right? ”Lu Zimeng retreated, and Mo Qianlan would be more at ease if he could cure Mu Rulan ’s mental illness.

Treatment of Mu Rulan's psychological abnormality? I have to say that this is a big project. Mo Qianren can't see through the young girl. Maybe what kind of mental illness she is suffering, he needs to study it for a lifetime.

Of course, Mo Qian is not a fool. If the truth is told to Lu Zimeng, wouldn't Lu Zimeng one day be a hindrance to him? So he said very calmly: "Of course."

Lu Zimeng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I'll just make it difficult for me to agree with you for the time being."

The corners of Mo Qian's mouth seemed to have a touch of ridicule, the poisonous tongue said: "Small people always like to enlarge their meaning of existence."

Lu Zimeng said, "Will you keep me poisoned! Lao Tzu's heart is pricked by you." After a few words with him, he will be poisoned once, and his self-confidence will soon be wiped. The modest man suppressed it to the end.

"Relax, your skin is thick enough to withstand everything." Mo Qianren stood up and left the study to walk to his bedroom.

Lu Zimeng was following him, and wanted to ask Mu Rulan what kind of mental illness and symptoms. I heard that some mental patients would have hallucinations and see ghosts. Some mental patients would always think who was going to kill him, so they ran on their own. It was terrible to kill that person in the past, but Mu Rulan looked very normal. Instead, it was like the big abnormality in the movie that IQ is very high and knows to disguise.

Just before he asked, he saw Mo Qian walking to the closet to look for clothes. He felt a little magic, "What are you doing? Are you going out for a date to change clothes at noon?"

Mo Qiang ignored him and continued to do his own thing.

Lu Zimeng looked around Mo Qianren and his clothes several times, and then couldn't help but said, "The clothes in your closet are exactly the same as those on your body. They are not white shirts, black trousers or black suits. Are you here? What are you looking for? "

The Mo Qianren acted suddenly, his indifferent eyes looked at Lu Zimeng. The cool one made Lu Zimeng feel cold, and narrowed his neck. "What are you doing?"

Mo Qiang pulled the closet door with a burst of annoyance, how could he make such a stupid mistake and make such a stupid act?

As Lu Zimeng said, the clothes of Mo Qianren are so dull that they may think that he does n’t bathe or change clothes all year round, but the temperament of a man is too cold and noble, which always makes people ignore it, or Said he was really suitable for this simple black and white dress.

Mo Qianren looked at the time and calculated the time needed to wash vegetables, cut meat, and cook some things. From now on, Mu Rulan is definitely not ready, but he suddenly wanted to see. The young girl was busy in the kitchen, so the man who always moved was ready to go.

He went back to the study, stood at the door and said lightly to the fat pigeon who was still eating peanuts: "Come here and take you back to Kendo God."

Lu Zimeng, who was also following Mo Qianren's buttocks, was stunned again. Isn't this a dream? He even heard Mo Qian talking to a pigeon!

Bai Ge heard his voice crooked his head and looked at Mo Qianren. The black bean eyes were stupid, but he fluttered his wings and took a big peanut and flew over to want to fall on Mo Qianren's shoulder. Mo Qianren But he turned away disgustingly, leaving an indifferent back and a sentence to it, "Unless you go to the bath more than three times with disinfectant water, don't approach me."

I love the house and black, I'm sorry, in the face of cleanliness is completely a fart!

I don't know why, Lu Zimeng looked at this scene, but there was a kind of healed and fulfilled, and he didn't seem to be so tragedy! Ah, finding comfort from a pigeon is actually more tragic, right?

Mo Qianren walked downstairs and went to the kitchen to watch Lu's mother busy preparing lunch. "Auntie, I'm out."

"Well? Where are you going? After dinner, the rice will be cooked right away!" Mother Lu busyly said.

"No, Mu Rulan said she cooks, I'll go to her to eat." Mo Qianren only seemed to know what shyness was in front of Mu Rulan, and he was indifferent to others.

Mother Lu's eyes widened, and Father Lu, who was cleaning up the hall dirty with white pigeons, also suddenly came over. Is this a qualitative leap that finally took place after life and death last night?

Mother Lu was overjoyed, "This way! Then, then you go, drive carefully, eh? What about the soup? Just put it down and stew it!" Mother Lu also remembered to use this soup to clear Mu Lung's lungs, listen She said she was almost choked by heavy smoke last night, and her lungs must have sucked in a lot of dirty things.

"I'll invite her to come to dinner at night." Mo Qianren didn't seem to think he was a little too aggressive.

Mother Lu opened her eyes and laughed, but she didn't cheer, she nodded again and again, "This is good, this is good, you must let her come here. Auntie cook more delicious tonight, give her tonic." Being a chef, cooking is naturally good.

Mo Qianren nodded faintly, and walked out in the same calm and leisurely and confident steps as before.

Mother Lu was standing behind and seemed a little sighed. "Look, the people in love are different. Our modest people seem to look better. Hey, why are they so beautiful?"

Father Lu coughed jealously.

Lu Zimeng rolled his eyes and said unwillingly, "Mom, your son, I am also handsome, okay?"

Mother Lu suddenly passed the knife, "If you have such a calm and serious person, your mother will love you!"

Lu Zimeng's mouth twitched, "Again, let's forget it." Loved by such a wretched mother, isn't it really "loved to death"? He also wanted to continue to play freely for several years, so that he should not be worried about marrying his wife as a group of Obasan Ogisang early in the morning, like the Mo Qiang.

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Mu family.

Mu Zhenyang went out after talking to Bai Suqing in the room. Mu Rusen was rushed to school by Mu Rulan and was not at home. Mu Rulin was a bit sleepy because of the sequelae of ether. He was sleeping in the room at this time. Shen and Zhou Fu routinely trimmed and cleaned bushes in the yard outside, so the house seemed quiet and empty.

Mu Rulan took out the fresh ingredients in the kitchen, and hummed the songs of unknown tunes in a good mood. She even enjoyed washing her vegetables in a bit of cold water. Time seemed to be milky on her. The halo, fluidity is so slow, because she enjoys it all, and it seems to include unstoppable death.

Mu Rulan knows how to cook and has good cooking skills. She often eats in Loulan Pavilion. When Mu Rulan sometimes feels that a dish is particularly delicious, she likes to go to the kitchen to see how such a delicious dish cooks. If you make it, you will also learn from the chef and enjoy the fruits of your labor, but you do n’t often cook and it ’s a great disaster to the martial arts world.

I prepared three kinds of meat, fish, beef, and pork. When preparing the ingredients, Mu Rulan looked at the **** and shallots, garlic and garlic, and bean drums. She almost forgot, Mo Qianren Men are harder to raise than anything. Picky eaters are so powerful. They have to be picked out for a while, but fish and beef are not delicious and they will smell fishy. Moreover, she thinks that these are good to eat together. Eat it.

Well, picky eating is a bad habit.

Mu Rulan's mouth deepened his smile, picked up the sharp kitchen knife and cut it neatly and neatly. The silver-white kitchen knife made a dude sound, reflecting the delicate face of the girl and the warm and touching smile on the corner of her mouth, as if it could melt the snow.

When Zhou Fu entered the house, he heard movement in the kitchen and saw Mu Rulan preparing the dishes. He was shocked. "Miss, are you going to make lunch?"

Mu Rulan looked back at Zhou Fu, smiling softly, "Yeah."

"My aunt and grandma, you have just been discharged from the hospital. Why don't you take a good rest? This is enough to wait for Li Ye to come over, or are you hungry now? I will call Li Ye immediately ..." Zhou Fu said and was going to run out Called Li Yan to come over for lunch.

"I'm fine, it's just that I almost died of suffocation by inhaling the thick smoke. It wasn't any serious illness or surgery. It's been fine." Mu Rulan explained with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, don't worry, After a while I have a guest and I want to make it for him. "

Mu Rulan is very honest. She really wanted to cook because she wanted to eat for Mo Qianren. Before, she really wanted to talk to Mo Qianren and wanted to listen to his voice. Once, the psychology became distorted. The intelligence quotient became higher because of her own development, but the emotional quotient became lower without knowing it, so she became a shy and perverted little woman, and she understood directly. Very, although she had no idea what she said really made people think a lot.

Zhou Fu froze and wanted to cook for him? This ... this sentence is so ridiculous, this ... he won't be male? What did you think of, Zhou Fu's face changed slightly, and the young lady in their family would not be deceived by any stink man?

When Zhou Fu thought of this, he immediately felt that the little universe was burning, waiting for a while to see who that person was. Their lady was so kind and kind, although sometimes she could be very serious and majestic, but she was a gentle, kind and simple person in her bones. It always makes people feel that they must guard her from being bullied and deceived and hurt if she feels uneasy. There are many people who approach her by holding the flags and using the gentleness and kindness of the lady!

The Mo Qianren did not let Zhou Fu wait for a long time. The white dove flew into Mu's house first. Mo Qian's car stopped next to the Mu iron gate. Zhou Fu saw a car he had never seen before. I knew immediately that this must be the guest. As I walked over to open the door, I drew my eyes into the window and wanted to see who it was.

The car stopped outside the iron door, and Mo Qianren pushed out the door and walked out. The black, smart suit was wrapped in a body that didn't look strong, but unexpectedly looked very good. He was about 1.86 meters tall and had long legs. Compared to Duan Yao, who had called Zhou Fu to be stunned at the Mu family once, his face was not enchanting, but it made people look so handsome that they can look handsome, but their face is a little pale, but It doesn't make people feel unhealthy, the temperament is very good, it is not worse than that raised by the Ke and Huo families, and it seems that the family environment is very good.

With thoughts in his heart, Zhou Fu, as a very discerning person, naturally does not reveal his emotions. He greeted Mo Qianren and wanted to bring him tea and water for observation. Mu Rulan listened. When the sound reached out from the kitchen, he gave him a gentle command, "Uncle Zhou, go down to eat first. I have something to call you."

Zhou Fu had no choice but to wait until Ke Wanqing came back and talk to her. This man doesn't look worse than Huo's, but it's better to investigate first. Zhou Fu doesn't know. Ke Wanqing has let the Ke family through Chen Hai. I have investigated Mo Qian people, but the results are not ideal.

When Zhou Fu went out, Mu Rulan smiled a little brighter in her gentle smile, "Mr. Mo, you sit for a while, I haven't done it yet."

Mu Rulan didn't wait for Mo Qian to make a sound, and her small head shrunk back. She was still enjoying the slow and comfortable preparation, as if the man outside was not a guest, and she needed to be particularly serious so that she was afraid of the neglected guest. Entertainment achievement system.

Mo Qianren swept around Mu's living room, and then walked towards the kitchen. He stood at the door of the kitchen, leaning on the door rail, and watched the girl feel comfortable with a unique and romantic gesture. Even the back seemed extremely beautiful and attractive. Attention is like a natural luminous body.

She also hummed the intermittent tunes that didn't tune at all, like a little fool alone.

The smile of Mo Qianren's mouth unknowingly evoked a smile, he walked in, "Are you going to help?"

Mu Rulan looked back at him, glanced at his injured finger, and shook his head, "No, I can do it by myself. Does Mr. Mo have anything special to eat? Speaking out, I will give it to you. do."

"Qianren." Mo Qianren said suddenly.

"Huh?" Mu Rulan stunned.

"Call my name." Mo Qianren said faintly, but the ear tips were quietly red again.

Every time Mu Rulan looked, he felt that Mo Qianren talked very seriously, but his ears quietly revealed his shyness or something, and it was really cute.

Eyes bent into a beautiful crescent, Mu Rulan said: "Then, please call me your name."

"Um." The ears were redder again.

"Would you like to give it a try?" Mu Rulan blinked and smiled. "Call it 'Lan Lan'."

Mo Qianren looked at her silently. He didn't speak, and his ears became disobedient, and it was really annoying.

"Qianren?" Mu Rulan blinked again, as if selling Meng.

"... Mu Rulan, don't waste time." The man with very red ears uttered coldly, in sharp contrast with his very real ears, telling Mu Rulan that he didn't want to tease him that he was kind of a fool. feel.

"Even the name and the surname don't seem to be close. Sure enough, it's better to be 'Lan Lan'." Mu Rulan turned her head and seemed a little disappointed.

Mo Qianren looked at Mu Rulan's back silently, as if he could see through all the eyes and reflected Mu Rulan's figure, clear and free of impurities, like a dust-free mirror.

He walked over, stood behind Mu Rulan, stretched out his hand to take over the knife she was slicing. For a while, both felt the temperature and smell of each other. The cool mint scent blended with the warm fragrant fragrance, their hands were phased. Touch, as always, Mu Rulan's hand is warm, Mo Qianren's hand is slightly cold.

"I'm coming." Mo Qianren's voice sounded as if it sounded in his ears, and Mu Rulan's body was completely blocked by his not-so-strong body.

The kitchen knife came to Mo Qianren's hand in a blink of an eye. He just wrapped his gauze on the index finger and thumb of his right hand. It was still possible to take a kitchen knife or something, not a scalpel.

Before Mu Rulan had time to speak out, he was attracted by Mo Qianren ’s actions. Very sharp movements, very beautiful knives. The beef was exactly the same under his sword, Mo Qianren said, It's much easier to cut meat with a kitchen knife than to cut people with a scalpel.

"It's amazing!" Mu Rulan sighed, forgetting for a moment that he was still out of the man's arms, saw Mo Qian people cut the beef and then pointed at the piece of pork, "You cut that too." Mu Rulan hadn't seen enough of this man's powerful knifeman. Did she meet an expert?

So after the Mo Qian people cut the pork, they also consciously brought the fish over to cook. The young girl who said that she was going to cook and invited people to eat forgot the business, and the men also patronized the performance and forgot to come to eat. , After cutting the things that should be cut, staring at the pile of things and looking at Mu Rulan silently, he was interested in what Mu Rulan did.

Mu Rulan also looked at Mo Qianren, and blinked. Although she laughed softly, it was very interesting. This man was really interesting. He felt really good with him. This person is still her lucky star. He saved the latest chapter of Taigu Jianxian.

"Then, then leave it to me." Mu Rulan raised his sleeves and picked up a spatula to prepare a cooking show. Mo Qianren washed his hands and wiped them with a paper towel to prepare for onlooking.

There seems to be a quiet change between the two. Men are no longer criminal psychologists staring at her, and girls are not perverted murderers who feel terrible. In this small kitchen, Mo Qian People are just Mo Qian people, Mu Rulan is just Mu Rulan.

Soon the scent floated in the kitchen, but Mo Qianren stared at Mu Rulan without knowing it, and noticed that she seemed to be thinking something softly. It took me a while to realize that she was thinking of him. The name, thinking about it, the smile on the corner of the mouth deepened, and asked, "Why the name?" It was very special.

"Maybe I want to be humble." Mo Qianren said faintly, his grandfather said this. He was not called modest, but later found that he was a genius with an IQ of 180 or above, afraid that he would be proud and proud when he grew up I'm not sensible, I just changed this.

"That's it. But it sounds good. There are probably very few people with the same name in China."

Mo Qian is not a talkative person. The purposeless chat mode of your sentence and my sentence is obviously not suitable for him. In many cases, he is more willing to listen than to speak, unless there is a specific purpose.

Mu Rulan also seems to know this, with a smile on his mouth and no longer talking, focusing on cooking, the technology is not bad, the fried vegetables are not burnt, not rotten, and not too salty or too light, and soon a few dishes will be cooked. Already.

Mu Rulin is still sleeping, but there is something to eat before going to bed, so Mu Rulan has no plan to wake him up for the time being. After waking up his sequelae, he will have headaches and dizziness. He may not be able to eat. It is better to let him sleep more. For a while.

When the meal came to the table, Mu Rulan and Mo Qianren ate face to face, and suddenly thought of something. Mu Rulan raised his head and looked at the man with an elegant and noble movement on the opposite side. The smile on the corner of his mouth remained, "Speaking, Qianren is not Are there cleanliness? "

Mo Qian looked at Mu Rulan indifferently, and he knew that she would definitely not let him finish his meal quietly. The metamorphosis was like this, which seemed normal, but after a while, he would always come. The anomaly made him uncomfortable, all the guys in the California Pervert prison.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Qianren replied lightly.

Mu Rulan smiled and looked at her hands gently. "Yesterday these hands were stained with the blood of two people."

"Then what?" Mo Qianren asked lightly.

Mu Rulan seems to have found someone who can share, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is deeper. "The feeling that the utility knife cuts the throat is like the strong cut of a pig's ear, and the blood spouts like the gas pipe is broken. The gas leaked out of the hole, it feels very, very good. "

Just like the perverts in the prison, after being caught in and facing him, they ca n’t help but want to share with him the perverted horrific murders they ’ve committed, just like a kid showing off that he ’s bad Mu Rulan became friends after thinking of exchanging names with each other. He was the only one who knew what she had done, so she was a little bit brazen, of course, or because he made her like-- It is generally difficult for a psychopath to trust others, even if she pretends to be trusting.

The only difference, and the one that made him unable to be cruel to her, was that Mu Rulan's metamorphosis was kind and sensible, but her understanding of some things was not like that of a normal person. She was distorted and became a metamorphosis.

"Why did you kill them?" Mo Qianren was not scared by the contrast expressed by Mu Rulan's tone and tone. Mu Rulan was so beautiful compared to those guys in the prison.

"Because they are going to kill me." Mu Rulan said with a smile, as if he was just not concerned about the weather today.

"This kind of behavior will not be punished judicially, because you are killing yourself in self-defense. The law allows people to defend themselves from threats and counterattacks when threatened." Mo Qianren said lightly.

Mu Rulan blinked, it seemed a little surprised how Mo Qianren ’s attitude is so good today, but she did n’t ask much. She lowered her head to eat a few bites of rice, and then returned to normal state. She looked up and saw Mo Qianren was picking vegetables. The voice said, "Humble people, you ca n’t be picky, look at how bad your face is on the latest chapter of the last cultivator of the earth."

Mo Qianren paused, then continued to picky eaters, "This is not caused by malnutrition." It is only because of staying in a place out of the sun all year round, and it will be better after a while.

"That won't work, everything you don't eat is good for the body." Mu Rulan stared at him and picked out a bunch of shredded **** and garlic on a clean plate.

"I have related supplements." That is to say, all the elements needed by his body are well supplemented. Mo Qiang continued to pick.

Mu Rulan's eyes followed Mo Qianren's chopsticks quickly, and her heart was a little upset. This person is really picky. This is not good, but she is a chronic person. She doesn't know what to say to fight back, so, Mu Rulan, who is more inclined to action than language, stood up and poured the small plate of **** and garlic that Mo Qianren had picked out into the bowl of Mo Qianren.

Mo Qian paused, looking silently at the things that came back from his bowl. After a while, he looked up, and the eyes suddenly rushed into the girl's smile. The gentle, clean and warm face made him heart beat, and he missed a beat. .

"It ’s not good to be picky, but it ’s better if you eat it obediently, humbly.” Mu Rulan said softly, but that behavior was not allowed to refuse at all, and you dare to pick it out once. Stance again.

Mo Qianren looked at her silently, then slowly looked down at the pile of things in the bowl that seemed to him to stimulate his taste nerves, so he put his head down and said nothing, which made Mu Rulan feel inexplicable. It seemed like an aggrieved big dog that made her want to touch his head and hug it in her arms.

Mo Qianren was worried whether he was going to eat all these things by holding his nose. There was a sound outside the door. After a while, Mu Zhenyang and Bai Suqing appeared at the door. Mu Zhenyang was very happy and his face was smiling. She also helped Bai Suqing carry her luggage. Bai Suqing went to the g city for a few days. It was obviously a bit different, such as the designer clothes on her body, the exquisite makeup on her face, and the well-made hairstyle. The pheasant seemed It has evolved a little, but it is already a pheasant.

"Sister!" Bai Suqing immediately saw Mu Rulan shouting with excitement, and her eyes became red after running over, her eyes full of worry, "Sister, are you okay? I heard Dad say you have such a thing, It really hurt me. "

Mu Rulan touched her hair with a smile, and said softly, "I'm fine, but what did love just call my dad?"

Bai Suqing suddenly turned red on her cheeks. She turned her head to look at Mu Zhenyang. She looked shy and timid and looked forward to her desire. Mu Zhenyang said that she had a soft heart. She looked at Mu Rulan and said, "Lan Lan, I have decided to adopt a relationship Love becomes Mu's daughter. You will be her sister in the future, but you must take good care of her. For the younger brothers and sisters, you can't be partial. Love heard that I heard your story early in the morning and immediately returned from the g city, worried You are worried. "

Mu Zhenyang didn't know whether it was comfort or pride. He had already decided in G city. Don't let Bai Suqing stay in the Mu family without any status. He wants to make Bai Suqing become the second lady of the Mu family and become real. Miss Qian Jin, so that she will not be bullied in the entertainment industry.

The smile on Mu Rulan's mouth is deep, isn't she? Worried about her? What a lovely sister, worried that she wasn't dead or was beaten up by Jin Biaohu and Zhou Yaya so she was ready to come back and add a fire? That ’s great, she, it ’s been a long time, ah ... the palms are itching again, I want to touch her puppet line, I want to touch the skin of my cute sister, and The hot blood in the blood vessels ...

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