My master is invincible

Chapter 1303 Talking about the Grave (48)

When I heard it, I stared at her in surprise, and subconsciously asked, "You...Why did you tell me this?"

She glanced at me and said with a smile, "Because you're a good person."

nice guy?

Am I a good person?
Maybe it was before, but now, I don't even know whether I am good or evil, so I asked her: "I was at Boss Lin's house earlier, why didn't you tell me?"

She said, "Sister Lin is a good person just like you, I don't want to harm her."

"So, you would rather bear all this yourself than tell it?" I stared at her and asked.

She hummed, stopped talking, turned her head and walked towards the door.

Before going out, she stopped and said, "After reading it, remember to put the note back in its original place."

After saying this, she walked out.

Looking at her back, I felt as if I had overturned a five-flavored bottle in my heart. There were two thoughts in my head. One was the truth Yan Jin said, and the other was Yan Jin's lies. Sharp Waves.

After some consideration, I chose to believe her. There are two reasons. First, from Yan Jin's face, she doesn't look like that kind of evil person. Second, she doesn't need to lie to me now that the matter has come to an end. If she really wants to lie When I was at Uncle Lin's house, she could definitely tell the story.

With this in mind, I clenched my fists, and according to Yan Jin's previous method, put the note into the hidden compartment, glanced at the room again, and walked out.

When passing by the second floor, I looked at Yan Yu's room and wanted to go in to have a look, but thinking of the actions of Yan Yu and Lin Zhongtian, I went around that room and walked towards Yan Jin's house.

"Miss Yan Jin!" Standing at her door, I called out.

"The door is unlocked, come in by yourself!" Yan Jin's voice came from inside the room.

Pushing open the door, I walked in, only to find that Yan Jin was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring out the window blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

I walked up to her, and I was embarrassed to sit beside her because men and women could not kiss each other, so I grabbed a chair, sat down opposite her, and said softly: "I have something, I want to ask you. "

She hummed and asked me, do you have any cigarettes?
I nodded, took out a cigarette and passed it to her, and lit the cigarette for her.

She took a deep breath, maybe it was the first time she smoked a cigarette, she coughed a few times, and said softly: "When my father was alive, whenever he encountered troubles, he liked to take a few puffs. I thought smoking could really relieve troubles. Thinking of the smell of smoke is so choking."

Even though she said so, she still took a few sips.

For a moment, the room was filled with smoke.

After one cigarette was over, she put down the butt and asked me for another one, and without hesitation, I handed her another one and lit it.

She said thank you to me and started smoking again.

During her smoking, I wanted to interrupt her several times, but after seeing her expression, I chose to remain silent.

She smoked about four cigarettes before she slowly said, "Chen Jiu, can you promise me something?"

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I want to give birth to a son for the Yan family." She looked at me and said softly.

I hummed, and said, "Very good, the Yan family only has two daughters, and having a son won't kill off the Yan family's descendants."

"You agree?" she said, staring at me.

I was depressed, she wanted to give birth to a son for the Yan family, why did she need my consent, so I asked him, "What do you mean?"

She stared at me for a long time.

When I saw her eyes, I immediately understood that she was borrowing money from me, I... I... I was stunned, and quickly said: "No! I have a girlfriend!"

She smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "Father's biggest regret in this life is that no one in the Yan family passed on his mother, and now my mother is dead. I can only bear this responsibility."

I groaned, and didn't dare to speak at all, for I was afraid that if I spoke, she would bring up that matter again.

Frankly speaking, I admire her a lot, at least she is still thinking about the issue of Yan's family succession, but in contrast to Yan Yu, I didn't find that she has such awareness, this may be the difference between the two sisters.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Yan Yu smiled sadly and said, "Since you don't want to, let's not mention this matter for now."

I nodded quickly and asked her: "You said earlier that Mrs. Lin knew the whereabouts of the plantain fan, but where is Mrs. Lin now?"

She didn't speak, but looked out the window for about a minute, and she said softly, "You should be at home!"

"Which house?" I asked quickly.

"This home," she said.

"You mean Mrs. Lin is at Yan's house right now?" I couldn't help but become short of breath.

She hummed, "If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Lin should be watching us from a certain corner."

As soon as I heard it, I subconsciously glanced into the room, didn't see anyone, then looked at the door, there was still no one, and more importantly, I didn't feel anyone staring at us, so I said, "You Sure?"

She nodded and said in a low voice, "That's all I can tell you. Go find her yourself. If the surname Lin troubles me next time, I hope you don't stop me."

"Why?" I asked hurriedly.

She didn't speak, just stopped at me and motioned me to go out.

I asked a few more questions, but she still didn't speak. She got up, walked to the window, and kept staring out of the window, as if she had endless thoughts on her mind.

Seeing this, I didn't ask any more questions. I turned around and walked towards the door. When I was about to leave, I stopped and didn't look back, and said, "Miss Yan Jin, there are some things that are in my heart. It's about you and about your father. It's no good, if I were you, I would find an open place and yell out what's on my mind."

After saying this, I went straight out the door, intending to start looking for Mrs. Lin.

According to Yan Jin's meaning, Mrs. Lin should be in Yan's house, and the Yan's house has four floors, and all the rooms add up to about twenty rooms. To be honest, it is not easy to find Mrs. Lin from these twenty houses. Difficult, one could even say, extremely easy.

Just because it's so easy, I have a little doubt in my heart, is Mrs. Lin really in Yan's house?
With this doubt, I started searching from the first floor until I found the top floor. Every room and every corner was very clear. To my disappointment, I did not find the so-called Aunt Lin.

It is worth mentioning that when I was searching on the first floor, I always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at me from behind, and when I turned around, there was nothing.

After finding the whole building, it was about three o'clock in the morning. I returned to the first floor, lay on the sofa exhaustedly, stared at the ceiling aimlessly, and my heart sank like iron.

Could it be that Yan Jin is lying to me?

As soon as I had this thought, I felt a chill behind me, as if there was something standing behind me, I turned my head and saw nothing, the strange thing is, although there was nothing, I felt as if someone was standing behind me, stared straight at me.

This feeling is particularly strange. It is obvious that someone is standing behind, but they just can't see it.

This made my nerves tense up, I took a deep breath, and stared intently at the back of the sofa.

At this moment, I clearly saw a palm print on the sofa. From the outline, it looked like a woman's palm print.

I was taken aback, could it be...

At that moment, I got up abruptly, ran to the back of the sofa to look, and found that there was a strange liquid on the ground. When I reached out to touch it, it felt sticky, like blood, but it was not dark red, but that kind of asphalt. color.

Just as I was dazed for a while, another puddle of asphalt-colored liquid appeared on my left side.

My heart sank, Ma De, could it be something dirty.

Without any hesitation, I immediately found some lime and sprinkled it on the ground. The moment I sprinkled the lime, footprints of the same size appeared out of thin air in many places around me. Those footprints looked like someone stepped on them of.

But, the entire first floor, except for me, there is no outsider at all.

(End of this chapter)