Insect Attractor

Chapter 28: Luo Ling

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Wen Fang looked out the window absent-mindedly and explained: "As you understand it, you can use it as a technique or other things. In short, it is difficult to explain clearly."

I was slightly disappointed.

Qin Ruyu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly asked in a low voice: "President Wen, can we go to the suburb of Kunming first? I...I want to find someone."

Wen Fang turned to look at her and asked, "Who?"

Qin Ruyu hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "An acquaintance. She may have a way to know everything that happened during this period since I was in a coma that night."

"Are you from Chongping Mansion?" Wen Fang asked, staring into her eyes.

The corner of Qin Ruyu's mouth raised faintly, with a trace of reminiscence on his face, and said, "No, she is just an ordinary person. But she is, very powerful!"

I don't know what Qin Ruyu is talking about now, what is it referring to? But from the determined expression on her face, she couldn't help but become very interested in this person, and wanted to see it.

Wen Fang probably thought of going with me, asked Qin Ruyu to report the address, and nodded to me.

Although the address Qin Ruyu said belonged to the suburbs, it was almost on the edge of the suburbs. I followed the navigation and drove for more than an hour.

On the road, I didn't know how many turns I had turned, and finally stopped the car at the entrance of an old alley. Although it was not until evening, there was no light in the alley.

Qin Ruyu was familiar with driving in a light car, and when he got out of the car, he led us in, and said as he walked, "Officer Wen, Mr. Yan, my friend has a weird temper. If you see her next time, please try not to speak, okay? ?"

I shrugged indifferently and said, "No problem!"

Wen Fang pursed his lips, hummed noncommittal, then turned to look at the old houses on both sides. But her right hand is always on the gun pouch around her waist.

I said in my heart: It seems that she is still worried about Qin Ruyu!

Soon, Qin Ruyu stopped in front of the one-leaf door of a family in the alley. Before he even knocked on the door, he squeaked in front of him and the door opened by itself.

After that, a woman walked out from behind the door... No matter how you look at it, she was an ordinary 35-six-year-old woman wearing loose black casual clothes and a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.

It's just that the eyes under the glasses look clear and reflect your face.

This woman seemed to have known that we were coming.

After leaving the house, he half-squinted his eyes and smiled faintly at Qin Ruyu: "Xiaoyu, I'm not convinced again?"

I was stunned for a while, this woman called Qin Ruyu'Xiaoyu', who was she

Qin Ruyu's actual age can scare people to death, can it be said that this woman in front of him is actually an old... monster

"Hmph, Die Lingling! You've said it so many times, you're one day older than me, don't call me Xiaoyu!"

Qin Ruyu seemed to have a very good relationship with the middle-aged woman in front of him. He raised his foot and stomped on the ground, his cheeks bulged, and he hummed angrily, and hugged her arm with skillful movements.

However, Qin Ruyu's humming words made me completely dumbfounded... Did I really guess it? Is this woman older than Qin Ruyu

Didn't Qin Ruyu say that she was just an ordinary person

For a moment, I was even more curious about this woman who had just met and had not had time to say hello.

Next, Qin Ruyu gave us an introduction.

Only then did Wen Fang and I know that the woman in front of us was Luo Ling, a friend of Qin Ruyu's. As for what she did, Qin Ruyu didn't say clearly.

After a few people chatted for a while, Luo Ling led us through the door, greeted us sitting on the sofa in the living room, and made a cup of tea for us alone.

Then, Luo Ling looked at Qin Ruyu narrowly, and said, "You bastard, let's talk! What do you want me to do when you come to me today?"

"Why..." Qin Ruyu blushed embarrassedly, and told Luo Ling the matter.

After she finished speaking, this Luo Ling muttered, looked to me, and asked: "Mr. Yan, have you seen the cicadas in Xiaoyu's body?"

When she mentioned the morning and evening cicadas, I immediately remembered afterwards, Wen Fang told me that the thing merged with me.

Originally, this matter should have been mentioned on the table long ago. However, the people in black who were later chased by the bergamot were disturbed and temporarily put aside.

At this moment, I took a look at Wenfang.

Seeing that she nodded to me, she said, "I have seen it! At that time, it seemed to be in Miss Qin's spiritual world."

This Luo Ling nodded upon hearing this.

Then, turning his head to Wenfang, he asked: "Miss Wen, you are a bug catcher!"

Although she was asking, her tone sounded as if she was already very sure.

"Yes!" Wen Fang responded cleanly.

"You wait, I'll be back soon!"

This Luo Ling stood up, walked straight to a writing desk in the living room, took a notebook and a pen, and walked back.

Next, while talking, she listed on the paper the questions we couldn't figure out:

One: Did Qin Ruyu kill anyone

Two: Qin Ruyu recovered once during his emergence, but why did he re-enter the half-human, half-worm form in the emergence

Three: Why did Qin Wen attack Yan Zhi

Four: At present, it seems that Qin Wen should have mixed into the bergamot organization. What is his purpose

Five: Why do cicadas in the morning and evening want Yan Zhi to protect Qin Ruyu? Integrate yourself with it again

After Luo Ling finished writing, she put this piece of paper on the coffee table and said: "Now, the key problems you encounter are all in front of you. What we have to do next is to investigate and solve them one by one."

Luo Ling's method immediately made me feel that the whole thing was confusing, it seemed to be floating on the paper, and I admired it.

Wen Fang obviously looked at her with admiration, staring at the notebook with his chin, and said: "The first question, we have already discussed it. I can believe for the time being that Qin Ruyu did not kill anyone!"

"Just talk about the second question!"

We discussed this issue for a long time, and finally came to two conclusions: Either Qin Ruyu lied, or Cicada controlled her during that time.

In this regard, I personally prefer the second possibility.

But in the next two questions, we were caught in a difficult situation, all involving one person-Qin Ruyu's bodyguard, Qin Wen.

In order to clarify these issues, it seems that only when Qin Wen is found can he confront him in court.

It suddenly occurred to me that Qin Ruyu had said when he was in the car that we would understand everything if we found Luo Ling. At the moment, he looked at her involuntarily.

Luo Ling obviously had anticipated this a long time ago. She bent down, opened a drawer in the middle of the coffee table, and took out something that looked like a turtle shell.

Then, she pushed this thing in front of her, stared straight into my eyes, and said, "Mr. Yan, please drop two drops of blood on it."

I don't know why, so I subconsciously look at Wenfang.

"Do as she said!" Wen Fang looked at Luo Ling and nodded to me.

I frowned, bit my finger, and dripped two drops of blood on the turtle shell.

Luo Ling reached out and grabbed it back, and returned the tortoise shell to Qin Ruyu, causing her to drip two drops of blood.

After that, she pressed the bloody part of the tortoise shell to her forehead, closed her eyes, like a witch's psychic practice, and there was no movement for a long time.

My heart felt guilty, and I leaned against Wenfang, and asked her in a low voice, "Oh, I said, what is she doing? Why is she acting like a magic stick?"

Wen Fang had a dignified face, shook his head and said, "I don't know! Keep looking down!"

At this time, Luo Ling's body trembled like a convulsion, and she started talking nonsense in her mouth. I tried my best to listen, but the language she spoke was so weird that I couldn't understand a word.

After a while, Luo Ling yelled.

She seemed to be electrocuted, her hand violently waved out, the tortoise shell on her forehead dinged, hit a cup and fell to the ground.

Then, she opened her eyes, her face was pale and scary, and she looked to me in extreme fear, her body trembling: "Get out, you get out! Get out!"

I was a little confused right now, and I couldn't help but mutter: Don't be guessed by me, is this woman a witch? As shown on TV, channeled with my blood and found out that I was actually a great demon? Was frightened, that's why I'm afraid of being like this? (End of this chapter)