Disaster Is Coming: Sequence Detective

Xu Nian felt a little strange, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he sat down slowly and said, "Madam, you don't have to be so polite. I'm not very hungry."

"How can that be done!"

Song Fangqin sat down on the sofa on the left side of Xu Nian and said with a smile: "I have to trouble Mr. Xu Nian to help me solve the trouble later. What does a small matter like a meal mean?"

After saying that, she hesitated and sat a little closer to Xu Nian. Xu Nian's heart tightened inexplicably, and he quietly put his hand into his pocket.

"Mr. Xu Nian, I have a heartfelt request."

Song Fangqin bit her red lips and looked at Xu Nian with a hint of charm in her pleading eyes. Coupled with the suspender nightgown she was wearing, a normal man would immediately misunderstand that the other party was seducing her.

But Xu Nian was different. He was a pioneer with a strong spiritual power. Although it was just an accidental moment, he still felt a strange mental fluctuation in Song Fangqin's body.

"There is indeed a problem."

Xu Nian's heart suddenly dawned, but his eyes showed just the right amount of fiery eyes like a "pervert".

Especially Song Fangqin's white and delicate neck, he stared at it almost "greedily" and licked his lips like a pervert.

He had felt a little strange before. Since Song Fangqin returned to the villa, her behavior and demeanor had changed slightly, especially after taking a man she was not familiar with home, she actually changed into pajamas.

To be honest, this didn't quite resemble Song Fangqin's style that he knew.

In other words, he didn't think Song Fangqin was a coquettish woman at heart.

As the saying goes, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. When the opponent approached, his mental power was on high alert, so although it was short-lived, he still keenly captured the fleeting mental fluctuations.

"What's wrong, sir? Does the room feel too hot? How about I take you to change clothes?"

At this time, Song Fangqin had already come closer, and the faint fragrance exhaled from her sexy red lips almost penetrated into Xu Nian's chest.

Xu Nian looked desperately patient and said in a hoarse voice: "Madam, I'm not hot, I'm just..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Fangqin's white and tender fingers were already pressed on Xu Nian's mouth. At the same time, she leaned on Xu Nian's chest with blurred eyes and said, "How about I help you take a bath? I'm at home." The bathhouse is very big, so two people can do whatever they want.”

hiss!

If this were applied to a normal man, he would not be able to care so much even if a fire broke out.

But who is Xu Nian? At this moment, his heart was still, and he pretended to stretch out his claws, but instead he took out his own red rattle.

Song Fangqin was obviously stunned.

But the next moment, Xu Nian's eyes turned cold and he shook violently.

"Dong dong" made two muffled sounds.

Song Fangqin rolled her eyes and fainted in Xu Nian's arms.

The spiritual power in Xu Nian's body poured in instantly.

The next moment, he frowned and said in shock: "What's going on?"

According to his guess, Song Fangqin should be possessed by some spirit, so in order to avoid harming Song Fangqin's mental body, he just controlled the power of the rattle, just enough to make Song Fangqin faint.

But after checking Song Fangqin's body, he found that there were no other mental fluctuations in the other party's body.

"Could it be an illusion?"

Xu Nian thought of Song Fangqin's abnormal behavior just now, shook his head and said: "Impossible, the feeling just now is unmistakable, and Song Fangqin is obviously not normal."

After thinking about it, he put Song Fangqin on the sofa, got up and walked towards the second floor.

He wanted to check the room in Song Fangqin's villa in person.

There were many rooms on the second floor, at least two or three. He opened the one closest to the stairs and found that it was a study.

He hesitated, then gently opened the door and walked in.

The study room is not large, slightly smaller than the living room. On the left is a set of high-end desks and chairs, and on the right is a row of bookshelves.

The bookshelf is full of books, which look very new.

He shook his head, guessing that the bookshelf was just for show at Song Fangqin's house, so he lost interest and planned to go to another room to take a look.

However, just as he was about to leave, he noticed a strange mental fluctuation that passed away.

His pupils shrank, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the bookshelf in the study.

If what he sensed just now was correct, that strange mental wave appeared on the bookshelf.

"The guy who pretends to be a ghost."

Xu Nian held the rattle slightly with his right hand, and a faint black light extended from the rattle, turning into a black giant sword.

And he walked over vigilantly, holding a giant sword.

However, the strange thing is that before and after he walked to the bookshelf, nothing happened. It was as if the strange mental fluctuations had not appeared and could no longer be sensed.

Xu Nian frowned. Not only did he not relax, but his whole body was on alert, and his eyes scanned the entire bookshelf as sharply as an eagle's eye.

Suddenly, he was stunned and looked at the row of books on the right side of the bookshelf in amazement. The books on this bookshelf were unusually new, and some of them didn't even have their price tags removed.

But that's not what he focused on, it was the names of the books.

"Encyclopedia of Intimate Parenting", "Secret Daughter", "Encyclopedia of Parenting", "Learning Parenting from Scratch".

Etc., etc., basically all about parenting books and romance novels that only girls would read.

Xu Nian suddenly remembered a question that he had accidentally ignored.

child!

Song Fangqin and Zhao Qiang have been married for so many years. Although they have long been at odds, they should not remain childless.

Especially these books on the bookshelf. If there are no children, who would buy these books at home and put them on the bookshelf.

Thinking of this, his expression changed, he hurriedly left the study and began to open the rooms on the second floor one by one.

Sure enough, the last room at the end of the corridor was a girl's boudoir. He even saw a cradle swing that only babies could use, a cabinet of diapers and various toys in the room.

"Where's the child?"

This question arose again in Xu Nian's mind.

At this moment, a cold wind blew through, the door slammed shut, and the chandelier in the room flickered a few times, then went out completely.

Darkness fell instantly.

Only then did he realize that the curtains in the room were closed and very thick. It was obviously noon, but not a trace of light came in.

Xu Nian's heart suddenly tensed to the extreme. It wasn't until his wife appeared and lit the red lantern in her hand that he saw a baby wearing a diaper sitting on the cradle swing.

The swing rocked and rocked, and the baby giggled, with slight dimples on his chubby face, looking very cute.

But his heart sank to the extreme, because the whole body of the cute baby in front of him was like a rag doll, full of traces of sewing.