Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

The next morning, the Japanese Chamber of Commerce led people to break into the Wu residence, saying that they suspected that Wu Laogou had taken their things. After being stopped by the housekeeper of the Wu residence, they saw the suspect, who was drunk and sleeping unconscious in the yard with his dog in his arms.

"Baga, this is the accomplice you were talking about!"

Consul Yamamoto Kazuo looked at the scene and slapped a person next to him in the face. If Wu Laogou was sober at this time, he would find that the person being beaten was the leader of the team who was arrested yesterday, and his face was swollen and bruised.

The whole scene made everyone in the Wu residence very happy, and they couldn't wait to applaud.

At this time, Zhang Xingxing, a lawless criminal who had hidden her merits and fame, quietly disappeared. In her sleep, she touched the particularly bright red scarf on her chest. She heard the teacher in her dream praising her as a qualified socialist successor, which made her very happy.

"Mr. Yamamoto, no, if it wasn't him. There was another woman there at the time. I suspect she took the things..."

The Japanese man, whose cheeks were swollen and whose mouth was bleeding, had no time to care about the burning pain on his face. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He was trembling all over and could hardly stand, but he still forced himself to stay awake. He quickly knelt on the ground and began to defend himself in a frightened and panicked voice.

Yamamoto Kazuo glanced at him and said viciously.

"Hmph! I'll trust you once more! If you still can't find the answer this time, you'll immediately go back to the Empire of Japan and personally apologize to the Emperor by committing seppuku..."

Kazuo Yamamoto's voice was icy cold, as if it could penetrate one's soul and make people shudder.

The Japanese man kneeling on the ground stood up slowly, as if he had been pardoned, but his legs were still shaking with fear. He carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded and bowed, and repeatedly promised that he would not make any mistakes this time.

At the same time, Wu, the old housekeeper, who heard this, quietly winked at a servant in a corner where no one was paying attention. Then, the servant understood and immediately retreated quietly and stealthily, and walked quickly away from the mansion.

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Zhang Xingxing, who was sleeping, felt someone shaking her body and heard a voice urging her: "Miss, wake up! Wake up!"

She tried hard to open her eyelids which had become particularly heavy due to her late sleep, and saw a group of people standing in front of her, led by her brother. He looked at her calmly, and even dragged her out of bed without waiting for her to fully wake up, leaving her no chance to stay in bed.

At the same time, Er Yuehong was not idle either. He anxiously called Erya's name and directed a group of servants to pack up Zhang Xingxing's things. The whole scene was extremely chaotic and everyone was busy.

Zhang Xingxing asked in a daze while standing in the yard.

"Second brother, what happened?"

"What are you talking about! You are really my ancestor. Look at you, you were just fine with Wu Laogou yesterday, but in the end you got involved in some trouble with the Japanese! Now these Japanese are looking for people everywhere like mad dogs. They will come to Hongfu to arrest people soon..."

Er Yuehong paced anxiously in the yard, looking at the night clothes and bloody sack found in Zhang Xingxing's room, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.

This evidence was not thrown out, but brought back. Was he going to use it as evidence in court? He really thought that his death was not fast enough, so he prepared to send himself off again.

What a fool!

He immediately ordered people to quietly take these things away and burn them, and warned his servants to keep their mouths shut.

Feeling guilty. Zhang Xingxing, who didn’t think too much about it yesterday, was indeed a little reluctant to part with the sack that was becoming more and more convenient to use. It really became more and more popular the more it was used…

The main reason is that it is of such commemorative value that she feels that she can brag about it for the rest of her life.

Zhang Xingxing, who was still happy at night, looked at the current tricky situation and regretted it. Er Yuehong thought that his sister really went to the Chamber of Commerce to steal things, while Zhang Xingxing was guilty and thought that she had been discovered for beating someone last night and the Japanese came to her door.

Zhang Xingxing really wanted to complain, why are the Japanese in the TV series like idiots with abnormal brain development, being fooled around by the protagonist. Why is it that in her case, she was chased and caught by the Japanese before she could even start to act... This is too quick of a reaction...

"So what are you doing now?"

Zhang Xingxing looked at the busy figures in front of her and had a bad feeling. She asked. However, it was not the Second Master who answered her, but the calm voice of Zhang Qiling, the young patriarch of the Zhang family and her younger brother.

"retreat."

Zhang Xingxing's first reaction after hearing this was, "How could you have grasped the essence of guerrilla warfare so quickly? Sure enough, the Chinese have a way to deal with the Japanese devils~"

The second reaction is to retreat! Where to retreat? Where to retreat!

Er Yuehong nodded reluctantly after hearing this. Looking at Zhang Xingxing's confused eyes, he still started to explain.

"It's no longer safe for you to stay in Changsha. I discussed it with the Zhang family and we think the best outcome is to ask them to take you home ahead of time and keep you out of the spotlight. We can talk about it later after the storm has passed."

Zhang Xingxing looked at the young patriarch, only to see him nod in confirmation. Zhang Xingxing immediately understood the urgency of the situation and immediately joined the group that was packing their luggage.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Xingxing had already sat in the carriage at the back door of the Hong Mansion. She looked at Erya with tears in her eyes and Er Yuehong, who looked reluctant and sad. She felt sad in her heart that parting is always so sudden...

Hmm? Such familiar words. Just like I have said it before. Feeling a mixture of emotions, Zhang Xingxing shook his head, holding back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and said goodbye to his second brother with a relaxed smile.

"Brother, don't worry. I'm going home, not to a funeral. Let's all be happy! I was in a hurry this time and didn't have time to say goodbye to many people. So, please tell the others for me. First of all, tell Sanniang that I didn't mean it that night. I'm sorry, I gave her the bracelet as compensation, I hope she won't despise it. And don't hang yourself on a crooked tree!"

Zhang Xingxing wanted to sigh as she spoke. Her sister was good in every way, except that she had a little February red brain! Not so good. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She glared at her second brother and continued.

"Also, second brother, please stop getting involved in romantic things. I don't want everyone in the Northeast to hear about your heroic deeds. Teach Chenpi well. You brought this troubled teenager home. You must teach him to be a useful person even if you have to kneel down. It would be great if Chenpi could sing a song for me when I come back later. I won't hear it this time. Also, tell Chenpi not to speak in a sarcastic way and make this and that angry all the time, otherwise you will easily be put in a sack. If you want others to care about you, just say it openly. Also, tell Qi Suanzi to visit his incense hall next time. It won't work this time..."

Zhang Xingxing's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally she opened her mouth but no sound came out. Er Yuehong asked her with red eyes.

"That's all? That's all?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xingxing was silent for a moment, then said something in a low voice.

"Please say sorry to Wu Laogou for me. I owe him."

Zhang Xingxing held back her tears and sniffed the snot that was about to flow out of her nose. She spoke in a serious tone, feeling somewhat reluctant and a little nervous.

"Second brother, if Wu Laogou hits someone after I finish talking, you have to bear it for me first. It's the teacher's fault for not teaching strictly. My mistake is your fault. When I'm not here, you have to bear it for me first."

Finally, Er Yuehong, who thought Zhang Xingxing was going to say something important and listened attentively, said:...It is my blessing to have you.