Hearing the warning from the system, Song Xuan turned around and quickly subdued Zhou Rong.
The surprise on Zhou Rong's face was not concealed, and he even had a smile on his face: "I didn't expect to see you for a while, and your skills have improved so much, okay, let me go, I was a little emotional just now, and now I have calmed down. "
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows. In fact, from the first time he saw Zhou Rong, he knew that the original owner's fate in the book was really not wronged. Zhou Rong's rank is not comparable to that of the original owner. Ignore the original owner In terms of strength, IQ and scheming, the original owner couldn't catch up with Zhou Rong even if he flattered him.
After only half an hour of communication, Song Xuanhe was even more sure that Zhou Rong was unfathomable. He was a man with a deep scheming mind and no emotions or anger. After doing so many stupid things, he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future.
Love is the most fucking variable that Song Xuanhe has ever seen since coming to this world. Whether it is Lu Chao, Song Jiani, Zhou Rong or even Zhou Nan and Yu Yan, they are all dominated by this kind of emotion and do many things, and most of them are not good things.
Zhou Rong lowered his voice: "I was really excited when I heard you say that Lu Chao knew that I liked him, but he is dead, no matter how excited I am, I can't lose another good brother, Xuanhe, can you Can't forgive me?"
Song Xuan and Hang Mou saw his slightly lonely expression, his eyes flickered slightly, and before he could say anything, Song Jiani said loudly: "Xuan and brother, don't believe him! He has planned it long ago. He wants to kill you! He has always wanted to avenge Lu Chao!"
"Oh?" Zhou Rong didn't change his face, and asked instead: "How do I get revenge? You are so convincing, like a roundworm in my heart, but tell me what I plan to do, and what on earth are you doing?" Do you know what I'm going to do? Could it be that you also wanted to harm Song Xuanhe, so you conspired with me?"
Song Jiani's complexion changed, she subconsciously looked at Song Xuanhe, and opened her mouth to explain, but under Zhou Rong's sneering gaze, something seemed to be blocked in her throat, and she couldn't speak.
"Today, for no apparent reason, you had to come in with Xuanhe and me for a drink. I felt strange. When you were young, you didn't like to play with me and Lu Chao. You rarely showed up when we were drinking, so why did you come today. Zhou Rong said: "I also said that there are others coming. Why are you so nervous? Could it be that you had some plans in the first place, and you were afraid that people would not be able to proceed later? If you really want to doubt it, I doubt it even more." You hate Xuanhe because of love."
Zhou Rong's every word was based on the ideas of what Song Jiani had done, which not only diverted his attention, but also dispelled Song Xuanhe's doubts little by little, leading all the doubts to Song Jiani, even for Song Xuan With a thorn in his heart, the final deduction seemed impossible, but after careful consideration, he felt that it was logical and consistent with Song Jiani's character.
If Song Xuanhe hadn't read the original book and didn't know what happened in the book, or if the original owner was standing here at this time, they might be fooled by Zhou Rong's words.
After all, in the book, Song Jiani did something irreparable to the original owner because of love and hatred, so this thing sounds impossible, but in fact it is the most likely to happen.
[After my data analysis, Zhou Rong's risk level has reached B+, you have to be careful.]
"I didn't..." Song Jiani wanted to refute, but what Zhou Rong said was actually what she wanted to do before, so her tone sounded weak and guilty: "Brother Xuanhe, trust me, I really No."
"Look into Song Xuanhe's eyes and tell him if you have any." Zhou Rong curled his lips and said, "You didn't even dare to look at Song Xuanhe while you were talking. Such a guilty tone proves that what I just said is true." That's right."
Song Jiani bit her lip and looked into Song Xuanhe's eyes nervously, but she couldn't say anything in denial, but her face turned pale, "Brother Xuanhe...you believe me, I really..."
Song Xuanhe raised his jaw, interrupted Song Jiani, and said to her, "Don't talk yet, take off the belt of your skirt."
Song Jiani's eyes turned red when she heard Song Xuanhe's first half of the sentence, but she was stunned when she heard the second half of the sentence, and her face was slightly stained with pink: "The belt of the skirt? Take it off...?"
Song Xuanhe nodded: "Untie it and throw it to me."
Song Jiani didn't react, but Zhou Rong's expression finally changed: "My brother for so many years, do you believe that Song Jiani doesn't believe me?"
"I believe there's something wrong with her." Song Xuanhe raised his leg to lift the belt thrown by Song Jiani, and said lightly: "She likes me, you like Lu Chao, and you almost went crazy because of Lu Chao just now, whoever wants to harm me may The greater sex is already evident."
"you… "
[coming!]
Boom boom boom.
The sound of the system sounded almost at the same time as the knock on the door. The three people in the box looked up at the door at the same time, but no one made a sound.
The sound of knocking on the door continued: dong dong dong—
Song Jiani looked at Song Xuanhe, "Xuanhe brother, what should we do?"
Song Xuanhe quickly tied Zhou Rong's hand tightly, clasped it behind his back, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the thing?"
Zhou Rong's originally calm expression changed slightly, and he struggled to stand up: "What is it?"
"The thing you want to use to hurt me." Song Xuanhe kicked his knee, and the moment he knelt down again, said: "It should still be in this private room."
Zhou Rong's complexion finally changed at this time, his calm expression was no longer there, and his dark eyes locked on Song Xuanhe: "You know? You already knew what I was going to do, and you dared to come to the appointment."
"Why not?" Song Xuanhe frowned at him, and told Song Jiani, "Look in the private room to see if there are any needles or anything like that."
Song Jiani nodded subconsciously, and opened her eyes in shock after realizing the reaction: "Needle? Zhou Rong, what do you want to do!"
bang bang bang—
The sound of knocking on the door has changed from tapping to knocking, and the people outside the door seem to be very anxious.
Zhou Rong opened his mouth to speak, but Song Xuanhe blocked his mouth, turned to look at Song Jiani, and said, "Speak."
Song Jiani pursed her lower lip and raised her voice, "Who?"
There was a knock on the door, and a male voice came: "Hi ma'am, I heard the sound of an impact here, so I came here to take a look. Do you need help?"
Song Jiani was stunned for a moment, she didn't need Song Xuanhe's reminder, and said, "No, I just accidentally kicked the table and knocked over the wine bottle, and I will credit the loss to the account later."
"OK-"
The voice outside the door faded away, Song Jiani breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Song Xuanhe raised her hand and interrupted her.
[Did the people outside not leave?]
After noticing that the people outside stopped after a dozen steps, the system was about to remind Song Xuanhe, but he didn't expect him to say it first, and couldn't help asking: [How do you know?]
[The sound insulation of the walls of the private club is even worse than that of the visiting room.]Song Xuan said condescendingly:[The excuse is too clumsy.]
[The people outside the door didn't leave, they just waited outside, but because you completed the task, my restrictions prevented me from knowing who the people outside were or what they brought.]
[So those drugs may not be on Zhou Rong, but on that person outside.]
[Yes, there is a possibility.]
Song Xuan and his brows frowned slightly, Song Jiani asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Song Xuanhe checked the rope tied behind Zhou Rong, then rummaged around him, but found nothing.
"Xuan and brother... are you looking for a needle? How did you know that Zhou Rong brought a needle?" Song Jiani hesitated.
Zhou Rong also raised his head to look at Song Xuanhe when he heard the words, Song Xuanhe rummaged through the sofa and wine cabinet methodically and said, "I have my own channel."
After searching for five minutes, nothing was found, and the system reminded people outside that they were approaching this side again.
Sure enough, the knock on the door sounded again the next moment, and through the dull door, the somewhat vague voice sounded again: "I am the waiter here. The fruit plate you ordered has arrived. I hope you can open the door."
Hearing this voice, Song Xuanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and something flashed through his mind.
Without waiting for an answer, the people outside increased their volume and said, "Please open the door, everyone!"
Song Xuanhe relaxed her frowning eyebrows, shook a wine bottle in her hand, walked to the door and stood there, and said to Song Jiani, "Open the door."
Song Jiani glanced at the wine bottle in Song Xuanhe's hand, bit her lower lip nervously, then picked up the card on the table and was about to open the door, but just as she walked to the door, she heard the door "drop" It was opened from the outside with a bang, and then the light from the corridor shone into the room, and a figure appeared in front of Song Jiani.
The visitor was relieved to see Song Jiani standing there, turned his gaze to Zhou Rong who was tied up, and was stunned for a moment, then walked in and said, "What's going on, how could Zhou Rong—"
The wine bottle hit the back of the visitor's head, and it instantly shattered, wine-red juice splashed everywhere, mixed with blood and screams of pain.
Song Xuanhe raised his leg and kicked the visitor's vest, he staggered a few steps, and knocked his head on the coffee table when he knelt down, the bloody head was even more horrible to look at.
"I thought I was scared of you by beating you before, but I didn't expect you to learn a lesson so badly."
Song Xuanhe picked up Song Jiabao by the back collar, lifted him up and knocked him to the ground, the sharp glass pressed against the artery of Song Jiabao's arm, and looked down at him: "Since you don't want this hand anymore, let me help you How about abolished?"
Song Jiabao looked at Song Xuanhe in horror, the pain in his head made him speechless, but the threat on his arm forced him to say: "No! I really knew I was wrong this time, Xuanhe, I It's your brother, please forgive me."
Song Xuanhe's eyes turned slightly, and he pressed hard on the glass of his arm, drawing a bloodstain.
Song Jiabao's face was even more terrified, and he begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "I was really wrong, there will never be a next time, Xuanhe—go to death!"
Seeing Song Jiabao's weird smiling face suddenly, he exclaimed in his ears: "Xuan and brother!"
Song Xuanhe turned his head suddenly, Zhou Rong broke free from the confinement at some point, and rushed towards him with a needle in his hand.