My Lady Is Not A Demon

Thick jagged clouds hung down above the head, and gradually piled up into a lead-grey world.

The rain drops straight down like an arrow, washing away the silt on the tombstone, as if to wash away the forgotten memories. Under Gao Yuanchun's instructions, the officials nailed the coffin and buried it again, as if nothing had happened.

The dramatic start made everyone feel more complicated, and silence was greater than discussion.

Xue Caiqing knelt in front of the tombstone, not caring that his skirt was stained with mud and water, his eyes were dull, and there was no trace of emotion.

"Don't you remember it?"

The woman's tone no longer concealed sarcasm and disgust.

Standing behind him, Chen Mu stared at the familiar but unfamiliar name on the stone tablet, and smiled bitterly.

At this time, his brain is still confused.

He tried to remember a little bit, tried to sort out all the clues, and tried to accept the reality of dog blood, but his brain was completely messed up by the painting, and it was difficult to think about it.

And he was also convinced that the painting was made by Liu Xiangjun and was not faked by others.

Do I really have a better time with Liu Xiangjun?

Chen Mu had a terrible headache.

After crossing, he noticed that a part of his memory was damaged, and he didn't care about it. He never thought that this lost memory was about Liu Xiangjun.

Scumbag...

After investigating for a long time, it turned out that this scumbag was me, which was ironic enough.

"Last summer, Xiangjun and I were playing in the Outer Lake. Because it was too late, I accidentally ran into a few drunken rascals when I came back."

The woman said softly. "Xiang Jun was almost insulted by those scumbags in order to save me. At that time, two arrests appeared about to appear. They were seriously injured before they rescued Xiang Jun. Do you remember this incident?"

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "I feel a little bit impressed."

This incident has not been erased in the memory of the original owner, and it was also mentioned in the transcript of the Ju Chunlou girls before.

At that time, there was a general impression that he and Zhang Awei happened to meet Liu Xiangjun, who was molested by a drunk man while dealing with a case, and they rescued him. They had their heads broken during the rescue process. It was really miserable.

But the problem is that after Liu Xiangjun gave a gift and thanked him, there was no intersection. Where can we talk about love?

Is there still a memory behind?

Because the hero saves the United States, coupled with his outstanding appearance, Liu Xiangjun likes him?

It's not impossible.

After all, there are millions of scripts of love in the world, and no amount of blood can be discharged by the old editor Yue.

"Xiangjun said that she had never really loved a man so much in her life, as if she was destined in a previous life. But she didn't know how many men in the world could really trust her."

Xue Caiqing sighed, "Chen Mu, if you really forget her, at least..."

Halfway through the woman's words, she didn't say anything.

She got up and picked up the umbrella on the ground, and walked slowly toward the depths of the rain curtain.

"Then I have something to do with you..." Chen Mu was bitter in his heart.

"Let's go, go back and talk about it."

Gao Yuanchun patted Chen Mu on the shoulder and said lightly. "Your surprise is really scary, but I believe you, continue to investigate."

Chen Mu smiled helplessly: "I don't even believe in myself now."

"Don't lose the chain at a critical moment."

Gao Yuanchun said sternly, "You are now in a very dangerous situation. This case is your only chance to stand up. As long as you get through it, you can really get out of the predicament. By the way..."

Gao Yuanchun suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ruan is going to enter Beijing in a few days. He will probably enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he will be able to take care of you at that time."

"Mr. Ruan to the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" Chen Mu was surprised.

Gao Yuanchun nodded: "He has not been involved in the official civet cat case since he was involved in the case of the civet cat prince. Over the years, he has also abides by his duty, is innocent, and dared not get into any gossip. This time he was admitted to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. NS."

Chen Mu carefully chewed the information revealed behind these words.

Dare to get into any gossip?

"If you put it this way, logically it seems to work." Chen Mu's eyes flickered slightly.

...

A group of people packed their tools and walked on the muddy trail.

The rain is much weaker than before.

Yun Zhiyue approached Chen Mu and whispered, "Scumbag, are you really amnesia or are you framed again."

After being washed by the rain, the bunch of dull hair on the top of the woman's head was gone, and the wet hair stuck to the white and tender cheeks, giving it a different style.

Especially the clothes clung to the delicate body, the perfect golden ratio made a group of men drool secretly.

Chen Mu asked: "What do you think?"

Yun Zhiyue said honestly: "To be honest, I don't think it is difficult to play Liu Xiangjun with your ability, you are indeed a scumbag."

"Then treat me as a scumbag." Chen Mu laughed at himself.

He took out the record book from his arms, tried to calm himself down, and started looking at the clues of the case from the beginning, trying to find another breakthrough.

There must be something neglected by myself, there must be!

"Do you still feel wronged?"

Yun Zhiyue rolled her eyes, "That painting is the best proof. If she doesn't love you in her heart, how can someone else paint you in a leisurely way?"

"You're all right. I'm a scumbag. Can you be quiet for a while."

Chen Mu begged for cupped fist.

Seeing that the man was so upset, Yun Zhiyue curled her pink lips and stopped bothering him.

Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to think.

Suddenly, he stared at Yun Zhiyue, a bright light flashed in his mind, and he muttered to himself: "Yes, if you don't love me in your heart, how can you paint me... Since you paint me, it means you love me... But if she doesn’t love me, why does she draw me again..."

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Insane?"

Seeing the man staring straight at her like an idiot, whispering nonsense, Yun Zhiyue was a little worried, stretched out her hand and shook in front of him.

"...Love me, so I drew me...If you don't love me, it's impossible to paint me... Since I drew me, why?"

Chen Mu didn't realize it, thinking hard about the logic inside.

Gradually, he seemed to think of some possibility, his eyes burst with hot light, and his breathing became short.

"I see!"

Chen Mu grabbed the woman's shoulder, just about to say something, and frowned again, "It's not right, then, logically it won't work, unless..."

He took out the charcoal pen to write in the notebook.

The clues are like dominoes overturned, and then erected again, and then screened, set up contradictions, and then hypotheses in turn, and then overturned...

After a while, Chen Mu took a deep breath and suddenly laughed.

"It's crazy."

The man's crazy appearance made Yun Zhiyue shiver.

She was about to retreat, but was suddenly pulled in front of her by the man, and the other's lips were almost on her ears, itchy, numb...

"you--"

"Help me do something, it's very important!" Chen Mu whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Yun Zhiyue, who was about to have an attack, looked at him strangely: "You don't have a fever, do you have to investigate this?"

"Yes, I believe you should be able to investigate it with your ability."

Chen Mu glanced at the gloomy Li Qianhu at the end, and whispered, "You'd better hurry, or it will be too late."

"Why don't I take you with me?" Yun Zhiyue suggested.

"No, you have not recovered from your previous injury. It is very troublesome to take someone to escape. Just listen to me, I have my own way."

"Okay, then you take care of yourself."

Yun Zhiyue lightly tapped her head, pointed her toes, and swept towards the other side of the jungle.

Chen Mu walked to Zhang Awei again and took off his crossbow arrows.

"I'm going to investigate something, but now Li Qianhu will definitely not let me leave, try to walk behind me, don't be too deliberate."

Chen Mu whispered.

"clear."

Zhang Awei walked quietly behind Chen Mu, and then greeted two government officials. The three of them hooked up their shoulders and started chatting happily.

Intentionally or unintentionally, they blocked the sight of Li Qianhu and the two moon guards.

The other government officials looked at each other, and they all gave Chen Mu a path that was enough to escape.

Gao Yuanchun frowned, did not say anything, pretending not to see.

"It's a last fight, I hope it goes well."

Chen Mu slowly clenched his fists and exhaled deeply. When the team walked to the corner of the mountain, he noticed the timing and rushed out!

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