Chapter 665: Psionic Assistant, Soft and Cute, and Able to Eat (10)
The look in his eyes was unusually sincere, "It's just a symbolic etiquette, and there's nothing about it." ”
“…… Is that so? ”
The two old men will be skeptical.
But the cute and clever little girl in front of them gave them a feeling of unbearable doubt.
The frowning brow was finally a little softened.
After a while, Wu Chen turned around again and walked downstairs slowly.
I saw him go back to the sofa in the living room, pick up the black backpack, and fumble in it for a while.
Then, he took out two bracelets with mysterious and intricate patterns of brass from his backpack.
"If you can, please wear one of these bracelets before going to bed tonight."
He handed the bracelet to the old couple and Murong Rong, and continued to add, "My assistant and I will be guarding outside, if the two of you hear any movement or the sound of singing, please don't go out, okay?" ”
"Ah......h
The old couple hesitated.
finally took the pair of bracelets and put them on his hands directly in front of Wu Chen.
And nodded solemnly, "Mr. Wu, we will cooperate with your investigation!" Please find out about this soon...... Otherwise, I really won't be able to hold on! ”
"I will."
Wu Chen lightly hooked the corners of his lips.
This was the first time Xiang Xing had seen him smile.
Although the arc of the laugh is not very large.
However, it inexplicably gives people a sense of peace of mind and trust.
As if he was there, any cow, ghost, snake and god had to hold it, and he didn't dare to approach it rashly.
The two old men obviously felt this way, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and smile amiably.
"Then, we'll wait for your performance, sir."
……
The two of them returned to the car parked in front of the villa.
Before he sat in, Xiang Xing saw Wu Chen take out a compass engraved with the sexagenary branch from his backpack and put it at the front of the car.
Aiming the spoon handle in the direction of Fang Qiao's villa, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes directly.
Seeing that Xiang Xing was confused, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Is this okay?" ”
How did she feel like he hadn't done anything?
Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but secretly pursed the corners of his lips.
I thought I could come to a thrilling haunted house tonight to explore the secrets of the night......
"I'm not the kind of psychic who likes to scare snakes, and I can't give you a thrilling night trip to the haunted house."
The next door spoke coldly, so frightened that Xiang Xing almost dropped the hamburger he had just picked up in his hand on the car.
Immediately, his soft eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the man who was still closed, and his face was as calm as water.
I was amazed.
How did he know what was going on in her heart?
I can't read my mind so accurately, I can't even read the words......
Forget it, anyway, the psychic is originally an unaware existence.
Thinking about it, the little one shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat her burger.
……
The night of waiting was not ordinarily long.
Xiang Xing eliminated a golden arch bucket one after another, and the time had just reached eleven forty-five in the middle of the night.
The compass didn't move at all.
The man beside him didn't say a word since he was just now.
It was so quiet that she couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, and those who didn't know would think that the one sitting next to her was a ...... That's what.
The little one yawned lazily for the twentieth time, rubbing his already moist eyes vigorously.
The more I stayed, the more bored I felt.