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After Yuan Feng went upstairs, he had a clear goal and went straight to Lanting's bedroom.

But after he opened several rooms and finally determined that it was Lanting's bedroom, he found that the door was locked.

He held the doorknob and twisted for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest movement of the door. After that, he couldn't help being covered with black lines.

It seems that in the future, he really wants to develop his sideline, unlocking workers.

When Lin xiamu came up, he saw Yuan Feng squatting in front of the door and pounding the door lock. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Is the door locked?"

"It's locked." Yuan Feng said angrily, "since it's locked, there must be some shady things in it. I have to open it today, young master!"

Lin xiamu stood beside the wall and held his chest with his hands. After listening to this, he gently picked up his eyebrows and eyes and said, "how about you? Are you sure you can open it?"

"You're insulting me by saying that." Yuan Feng looked serious and kept moving his hands.

Lin xiamu shrugged and went to the opposite study.

There are two bookshelves in total. They are placed in opposition. There is a desk and sofa in the middle. The layout is simple but comfortable and exquisite. It can be seen that although Lanting has no father and mother, she has no worries about her life. It can even be said that her life is much better than that of Lin xiamu.

There are various types of books on the bookshelf, from children's books to youth journals or some foreign literature. There are really no professional books. Lin xiamu also found basic Qin Lan's books.

Compared with Qin Lan's other books, they are small and fresh. They don't have that heavy taste. They tell more about the emotional entanglement between the protagonists and heroines than reasoning and cases.

Lin xiamu took out one of the books and opened it casually. He found that there were bookmarks.

The heroine who bookmarked the book found that the hero betrayed herself, so she decided to kill the hero the night he wanted to break up with herself, but she didn't want the hero to have the same idea.

At this time, Lin xiamu found that a paragraph in the book was individually circled by a red ballpoint pen.

The paragraph circled out is a description of scenery. It means that the place where the hero and heroine agree to meet is a forest hut on a mountain, and this paragraph describes the appearance of the hut.

Lin xiamu looked for a while and didn't notice anything wrong.

She casually turned a few pages and then closed the book and put it back. Yuan Feng shouted outside, "lying in the slot, I finally opened it!"

Lin xiamu went to the door of the study. As soon as she got to the door, she frowned and looked a little dignified. She went back again and took out the book.

Just for a moment, she suddenly remembered where she seemed to have seen the scenery described in that sentence. Think about it carefully. The cabin in Qin Lan's book really exists somewhere, and LAN Ting marked it out.

In view of the relationship between Lanting and Qin LAN, she had to study this bookmark carefully.

After coming back, he picked up the book and opened it again, Lin xiamu picked up his mobile phone and began to search for relevant information about the book. She remembered that after reading the book, she also brushed the news about the cabin, but it was too long to be clear.

Yuan Feng waited there for a while, but he didn't see Lin xiamu. He walked towards the study and shouted at the door, "what are you doing inside?"

When he came to the study, he saw Lin xiamu sitting on the sofa with his mobile phone and a Book spread on his knee.

Yuan Feng looked at the corner of his eyes, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was dissatisfied and said, "I'm diligent in unlocking the lock over there. It's good for you to read a book here!"

"I'm not reading." Lin Xia said quietly without lifting the wood. Yuan Feng sneered, glanced at her and said; "Yes, you're not reading, you're looking at your mobile phone."

Lin xiamu quickly toured the searched news, and finally found the tip of the iceberg about the cabin among more than 1000 messages.

She snorted coldly, picked up her mobile phone, handed it to Yuan Feng, looked at it and said, "I call it inventory information. Here, look for yourself."

What information? Yuan Feng looked at her suspiciously, reached for his mobile phone and looked at a post displayed above. It was a book as like as two peas, and found that the wooden house which was almost identical with the book was found, and the wooden cabin which Lan Qin wrote was suspected.

Last year, when he was traveling alone, he got lost in the mountains and accidentally found the cabin. The cabin was locked. It rained that night. He spent the night beside the cabin alone and was rescued by mountain searchers early the next morning.

Because he had a deep memory of this and took photos, he thought of the cabin almost the first time after seeing the description in Qin Lan's book.

As like as two peas, Lin Xiamu showed Yuan Feng the paragraph marked by the red circle, and said, "how is it? Is it exactly the same?"

What has the final say? Yuan Feng looked as like as two peas. But the air was not the same. But Lan Qin had to do the same. "What's the use of finding this?" he added. "Is it true that the book is not the home of the men and women in the book?"

"You also know this book?" Lin xiamu picked his eyebrow, a little surprised.

Yuan Feng waved his hand and said, "I'm half a fan of her. I like watching her emotional plays, not reasoning."

This is the most regrettable evaluation for a reasoning novelist.

Lin xiamu said thoughtfully with one hand open and his jaw touched. "It seems that Lan Ting is also a fan of Qin LAN. At least she has read Qin Lan's book and circled it with a red pen. It happens to be such a real place. It's hard to imagine whether she went to the cabin afterwards."

"What if she has?" Yuan Feng asked, "do you think she found something there?"

"It's really hard to say. Qin Lan's memory hasn't recovered when writing this book. If her subconscious sent her some memories and pictures at that time and asked her to write this place, it should be an important secret." Lin xiamu consulted Xinghe about Qin Lan's memory state. This is very possible, "Maybe Lanting hasn't found this place yet, but she's trying to find it."

Yuan Feng frowned after hearing this, but he thought it was reasonable.

"Anyway, mark this place first." Lin xiamu closed the book again, put it back, and walked outside the door. "Is the room open? Go to her bedroom."

Yuan Feng followed up and closed the door of the study.