Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Chapter 196 I am a sunny and cheerful boy~

When the information in the coffin was finally confirmed and Er Yuehong knew more, Zhang Xingxing frowned.

Seeing that it was getting late, the Buddha invited the Eighth Master and Zhang Xingxing to stay overnight in his house. Zhang Xingxing hesitated for a second and readily agreed. Qi Tiezui opened his mouth to refuse but finally closed it. So Zhang Rishan went to arrange a car with a tactful look.

Soon a car drove over, Qi Tiezui could not wait to squeeze in, and then called Zhang Xingxing to sit in the back. Zhang Xingxing looked up at Zhang Rishan who looked angry, and there was no need to guess what he was thinking in his mind that he should let the Buddha choose first.

Zhang Xingxing blinked and sat down without any tact.

It's so funny. How can a blind person wearing sunglasses understand what kind of expression she has? Although she is a fake blind person, who can tell the difference between true and false, false and true?

Not everyone can be like her, who would take off someone's sunglasses to take a look when she is curious.

"Let's go." The cool guy sat on the passenger seat of Zhang Rishan's car. Zhang Rishan immediately displayed the traditional Chinese art of face changing and transformed himself into a reliable adult male subordinate.

Zhang Xingxing: Tsk~face-changing man.

Who wouldn't? When she gets off work or after school, her expression often changes faster than turning the pages of a book!

"Did you hear me, Adjutant Zhang? Let's go! Zuizui and I are hungry and sleepy. If you go any slower, Master Fo and our two special advisors will starve to death!!!"

I don't know about other people, but she was really starving. Zhang Xingxing, whose eyes were black with hunger, looked at Zhang Rishan and Fo Ye in the front row wearing military uniforms, and all she could think about was the fillings in the mung bean cakes and the green vegetables.

Slurp.

Damn it, how come she still feels the same hunger that followed her everywhere like a ghost when she first left the country after returning to China! What is this, is she not completely back to China???

After hearing this, Zhang Rishan pursed his lips and said nothing. He just stepped on the accelerator and the car sped up.

"Zuizui? It's rare to hear the name "Eighth Master"." The silent Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows secretly under the brim of his hat.

"Yeah, right. We have a good relationship, like wearing a pair of pants. It would be a shame if I didn't call out to Zuibei... woooo." Zhang Xingxing saw the car speed up and felt much happier when he thought that he would be able to eat soon. After hearing what Zhang Qishan said, he was in a good mood and just showed off twice when Qi Tiezui covered his mouth.

"Who is wearing the same pants as you! Aren't you ashamed?" Qi Tiezui was furious, his face flushed as he covered Zhang Xingxing's mouth and scolded her. But everyone in the car could see that Mr. Ba was shy, thinking that he was shy because of his brother's enthusiasm.

"Hahaha, Master Ba, your brother is quite brave in speaking out. I just don't know your name?" Zhang Qishan smiled and continued.

Zhang Xingxing: She knew that Zhang Qishan was not a worry-free guy. Now that he had some free time, he started to dig out her information, hoping that everyone would be under his control so that he could feel at ease...

"I'm called Hei Xiaojing, and I'm the younger brother of Master Ba. I'm a sunny and cheerful boy. You can call me Xiaohei, Xiaojing, Heihei, or Jingjing. I'm not picky. Just add "brother" behind my back, and the rest is up to you~"

Zhang Xingxing bared her white teeth and started to talk nonsense. She spread her hands and said she didn't believe it. What information could Zhang Qishan get from her after talking nonsense?

"Then I'll call you Brother Xiaojing." It was clearly a question, but the gentle tone of the Buddha turned it into an affirmative sentence. "Brother Xiaojing, you've studied abroad, right?"

Zhang Xingxing:!!!

So accurate! So psychic, you're going to die!

Could it be that Zhang Qishan is actually an old bald donkey who is good at fortune-telling? Otherwise, how could he be called Master Buddha and be so accurate in his predictions?

Now Zhang Xingxing felt like an ant in his pants - he was feeling a little uneasy.

"Why do you say that..." Zhang Xingxing immediately stopped grinning, crossed his arms, and stopped laughing. Qi Tiezui also looked nervous.

Zhang Qishan saw Zhang Xingxing's defensive posture, his eyes darkened, and he thought to himself, it seems to be true...

"Guessed." He looked at Qi Tiezui, who looked unhappy, and had to explain. "Brother Xiaojing's behavior is slightly different from the implicit expression in China, and the special consultant in that sentence sounds like the words used by foreigners..."

Sharp, too sharp.

Master Qingtang, if this is really what he guessed, he shouldn't be the warlord. He should solve the case! Or buy lottery tickets! Oh, by the way, there are no lottery tickets to buy now, so he should solve the case...

This is simply the Chinese version of Sherlock Holmes Zhang and the foreign version of Bao Gong Qishan!

The real Bao Qingtian has a crescent moon on his head and a dark face. He often solves strange cases. Zhang Qishan has a cold expression, and every word he says is well-reasoned and well-founded, leaving people speechless with his arguments.

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