Am I the one who was wronged?

Across the screen, Dr. Yang didn't notice his surprise, and continued to send messages asking him, "Will you come to play? If you want to come, I'll call someone to pick you up."

They all scratched their heads and made a final decision, "Go!"

He was a little curious about this Miss Bai, so he had to go and see it with his own eyes.

Where is the sacredness and how good-looking he is that can fascinate Mr. Jin, make people fascinated, and never forget.

I can't wait to put her on the altar and pamper her to heaven!

After communicating well with Dr. Yang, they all put away the tablet, silently took out the book "Who is Long Aotian", and sat on the sofa to study the plot.

Zhao Ran came out of the shower and muttered softly, "I dreamed about ghosts last night, and the light in the room is good today, so the dreams are all reversed."

Wiping his hair with a towel, he walked over to Yiyi, saw him watching "Long Aotian" with his arms in his arms, and sat down next to him.

He smiled and asked, "Master, is this book good?"

They all turned the pages of the book in silence, noncommittal.

The weather outside is fine, the sun is shining brightly, and the house is bright.

Zhao Ran was in a good mood, so he talked a lot, "In fact, there is an important reason why this book became popular."

He covered his face with a towel, only his eyes were exposed, and said mysteriously, "Master, have you read the Death Note?"

They all raised their heads and typed "da da da" on the tablet, "I see you are losing your hair."

Zhao Ran's eyes were shocked, his pupils trembled, "...Hey, is there any!"

He hurriedly opened the towel, twisted the two short hairs stuck to it, and wailed, "Tony, Harry, you are so cruel that you are willing to leave me!"

Always, "..."

It's better to be a monk, and you don't have to worry about hair loss.

After mourning for his lost hair, Zhao Ran played with the towel and explained to him in a low voice the reason why "Long Aotian" exploded, "As for the scene of the bus slapping the face yesterday, didn't the author come out and explain that it was a real incident Adapt it?

Later, some netizens found out that the time when the chapter was first published on the website was actually before the 418 bus incident. Not a little scary. "

Fingers slid across the books, all frowning silently.

Zhao Ran didn't see it, and continued, "In the whole book, there are many similar cases. If there are too many times, it will inevitably arouse readers' doubts, whether those cases were all done by the author, and there was a lot of trouble at that time.

Some people seem to say that the author was invited in for tea, but released soon after. There should be no evidence. There are cases all over the world, and some are simply unsolved cases that the police can't solve at all.

The author of the book is a dead fat house, the kind who doesn’t go out for half a month, and has no chance at all. Of course, these are all heard, I don’t know if it’s true or not, and some people say that the author is eating human blood steamed buns, deliberately hyping up the prophetic persona .

But how should I put it, the popularity of the book is considered to be there, and most of the readers who read the book now like this kind of exciting plot, so the book is so popular. "

These are all uploaded on the Internet, and there is no real evidence. Most people listen to them as stories.

It was the same with Zhao Ran, he didn't take it to heart at all, he just said it casually, after he finished explaining the ins and outs, he dried his hair and stood up to leave.

After taking two steps, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, so I looked back.

The sunlight penetrated the glass on the window and fell on his uncle, shimmering like a special beauty effect.

The brighter the sunlight, the whiter the people in his halo, that kind of jade white with a faint cold light, Zhao Ran was a little stunned.

It was not his uncle who was sitting there in a daze.

It is the Jade Buddha carefully carved out of the finest suet white jade.

Sitting on a high platform, overlooking all living beings.

No matter how much incense you burn, you won't get any smoke.

Even the half-opened and half-closed eyes are compassionate and indifferent.

It was frighteningly cold, making him shiver unconsciously.

He swallowed with difficulty, and called out in a low voice, "Master, Master Uncle."

The fine halo dissipated, Jade Buddha slowly opened his eyes, with a flash of Buddha's light in his eyes, he raised his head to look at him.

It was written brightly in his eyes: talk about things if you have something to do, get out if you have nothing to do.

Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's still his uncle.

He leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Master Uncle, what were you thinking just now, I'm really afraid that you will ascend into the sky!"

Roll your eyes all the time, idiot, which monk have you ever seen ascend? !

He touched the tablet and typed "da da da", "I think you want to go to the west to see the Buddha, why don't I give you a ride."

Zhao Ran trembled, and smiled dryly, "Yes, I don't need it."

Said and glanced at the window, "Master, do you want to go out for a walk?"

I just had breakfast, the sun is not too harsh, it is very suitable for traveling.

If you wait a little longer, the sun is so strong that it can color your skin for free.

They all put away the books and tablets, and walked to the window with a cold expression.

Looking at the sunshine outside, the world is bright and bright.

Then he looked down at the "I am Long Aotian" in his hand, his eyes were cold.

Zhao Ran followed and said in a low voice, "What's the matter with you, uncle."

They all fumbled at the books, with indifferent expressions, and typed with a flat tablet, "There are problems with this book, and many of the contents written by the author have become true."

He is not very clear about the other plots in the book.

But as for the fact that Mr. Jin really has Miss Bai whom he is thinking about, something is faintly wrong.

He has been blessed by the Buddha since he was a child, and his intuition rarely makes mistakes.

It felt like someone was manipulating the whole thing.

Zhao Ran trembled, "You mean, god, magic brush Ma Liang?!"

All in all, "..." You really know how to think.

Forget it, is someone playing tricks.

When he goes to Jin's house at night and meets that Miss Bai, the truth will come to light.

After making up his mind, he went out for a walk with Zhao Ran. Just after leaving the gate of the community, he ran into Police Officer Bai who was driving a police car.

Little Baiyang still had his police uniform on, with thick dark circles under his eyes, his long legs crossed, leaning against the police car, with a lighted cigarette between his fingers.

Looking at the direction where they lived through the smog.

Zhao Ran trembled, and quickly hid behind him, not daring to come out to meet anyone.

They all rolled their eyes, the secret channel is really worthless, the scum is all scum, can't you show some scumbag aura? !

He stretched out his hand to lift the man to the front, Officer Bai looked at him, sneered to himself, his voice was a little hoarse, "Give me some face, let's have a cup of coffee together?"

Ten minutes later, they sat in a nearby cafe.

Officer Bai took off his coat, revealing his strong arms wrapped in bandages, and asked them in a hoarse voice, "What would you like to drink?"

The bandage was freshly wrapped, and some blood was faintly oozing out.

Looking at the bloodstains, Yiyi's expression was a little bit bad.

On those bloodstains, there was some black air lingering faintly, which belonged to the ghost doll.

He took out the tablet and typed "Da Da Da", "How did your arm hurt?"

Police Officer Bai glanced at his arm, with a calm expression, "The window glass in the bureau was broken, and the fragments splashed and cut."

Seeing that he was injured, Zhao Ran didn't flinch, and his words were a little fierce, "How is it possible, shouldn't the glass in your police station be bulletproof!"

Officer Bai looked at him with cold eyes, "What does that have to do with you?"

Zhao Ran clenched his lips and looked back with a stubborn expression.

Officer Bai held a cigarette between his fingers, and just looked at him so coldly, without saying a word, his superior jawline collapsed tightly.

The two looked at each other, eyes entangled.

They were affectionate and refused to give in to each other. They all sat beside each other, feeling that their bald heads were shining brightly.

As bright as a [-]-watt light bulb!It just lights up the earth.

He touched the tablet, stamped "Da Da Da", "Officer Bai, if it's okay, I'll go back first."

Slip away, although he is a monk and can't fall in love, he doesn't want to be stuffed with dog food.

Officer Bai didn't say a word, he pulled Zhao Ran's hand away from him, stood up and ran away quickly.

He bought a bottle of water in the supermarket next door and walked back with it.

The house was too old, and the stairs were a bit dark. When he walked to the corner, he stepped on something soft and made a "crack" and "crack" sound.

Press the tablet to shine on the things you step on.

It was a mass of black, sticky insect eggs. With a cold face, he took out a pinch of incense ash from his bag and sprinkled it on the eggs.

When those insect eggs encountered natural enemies, they squeaked and fled in all directions.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yi grabbed the incense ash and sprinkled it over. The insect eggs struggled in the incense ash for a while, and soon turned into a ball of blood and stopped moving.

It's interesting to find them so quickly, and they all chuckle lightly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Dr. Yang appeared downstairs in his car, poked his head out of the car, "Hurry up and get in the car, why did you come here to experience life.

Mr. Jiang is also amazing. Now Mrs. Jiang is crazy and Young Master Jiang is dead. He has only a son like you, and he is willing to let you move out to live. "

Yiyi, "..." How do you know, Mr. Jiang doesn't have any other sons.

He opened the door and got in the car.

Dr. Yang muttered "fasten your seat belt" and rushed out of the car.

Arrived at Jin's villa at 08:30 in the evening.

The lights in the villa are as bright as day, and there are fine wines and flowers everywhere.

Because Miss Bai is a popular star, many people from the entertainment industry were invited to the banquet, and many handsome men and beautiful women gathered together.

Looking around, it can be said that a hundred flowers are blooming, but people are more delicate than flowers.

As the protagonist, Bai Lingling was naturally the focus of the banquet.

She wore a burgundy off-the-shoulder dress, with a hot figure and exquisite makeup. She wore ruby ​​jewelry on her neck, ears and fingers.

It makes her whole person shine and shine.

That was last year, Mr. Jin specially paid a high price of 4000 million yuan to take pictures and give it to her.

It represents Mr. Jin's unique love for her, which is a symbol of status.

Enduring the constant jealousy in her heart, Lin Yin smiled, "Lingling, Mr. Jin is really kind to you.

Such expensive jewelry is really given to you like this, you are really blessed. "

Bai Lingling was holding the wine glass, her glamorous face didn't even show the slightest smile, her expression was very indifferent.

It seemed that the bustle around here had nothing to do with her.

She glanced at Lin Yin lightly, "This blessing is for you..."

This line was somewhat familiar, and Lin Yin could make up the next sentence in his head, and immediately continued with a smile, "If you give it to me, of course I want it..."

Bai Lingling sneered, with a look of contempt, "Unfortunately, he won't give it to you."

The smile on the corner of Lin Yin's mouth froze, why did this not play out according to common sense? !

She didn't dare to offend Bai Lingling, so she could only hold on to her smile, "Who in this circle doesn't know that Mr. Jin has a deep affection for you, and he wants to give you something if he is so entangled."

But the problem is... you are not curious.

Every now and then, he had to be in front of the media, rejecting Mr. Jin, throwing Mr. Jin's face on the ground, and stomping hard.

If you really have such a backbone, don't wear the jewelry that Mr. Jin gave you.

Bai Lingling looked at her with a sneer on her lips and contempt in her eyes.

It fell into her ear, and mocked in a cold voice, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I don't care about it, these things belong to me, you...hehe."

After taunting Lin Yin in a low voice, Bai Lingling held the wine glass and greeted the famous director with a haughty expression, and the two chatted happily.

Dr. Yang stood in the shadows, under the dim light, his face was a bit dull, and there was a faint chill in his eyes.

"That's Miss Bai, Bai Lingling."

They all nodded, and then their eyes fell on Miss Bai.

As he guessed, this Miss Bai Lingling is indeed pretty, but compared to Mr. Jin...

No, no one will compare them.

When sparrows are placed in front of swans, no one will deliberately compare them, which one will look better.

Moreover, there are two things wrong with this Miss Bai.

in the nose and abdomen.

The nose should have been cut, it doesn't look like the original one, and there is some light through the foundation.

As for the abdomen, there is a strange energy fluctuation.

If he feels right, it should be... the unique Lover Gu in the Miaojiang area.

Heh, Yiyi smiled indifferently, with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk, take Miao Jiang's things, come to my territory in city A to act wildly, and bully no one in city A, I can bear it.

But how can you pick on Mr. Jin, Miss Bai, if you do this, the little monk will be very upset.