My Lady Is Not A Demon

Of course Chen Mu didn't know that he was in big trouble.

At this time, he was carefully examining Ju Chunlou's transcript in the study.

With the addition of the old bustards, turtles, and handymen, there are 47 people in Ju Chunlou. The confession and transcripts of these people add up to a lot of work.

As Chen Mu said before:

In this age without surveillance, human eyes are surveillance, and human brains are storage chips.

The only difference is how long the memory can be stored.

In these more than two hundred pages of transcripts, there must be some lying, some memory deviation, some deliberately fabricating, some deliberately concealing...

But in the comparison of big data, it is easy to find contradictions.

Chen Mu first glanced over each person's transcripts, found out similar confessions, and put them together for comparison.

After analysis and screening, write it down separately in a small notebook.

Throughout the ages, more than ninety-three percent of all homicides have been targeted killings.

Whether it is robbery, resentment, sensation, impulsive killing, venting hatred, enjoying pleasure, etc... are all purposeful.

If there is a purpose, it will leave a clue; if there is a clue, it will leave a trace.

Even in this era, monsters are rampant.

But as long as it kills, it must have a strong purpose, not to mention there are too many weird things about the Ju Chunlou tragedy.

Time passed silently.

It wasn't until the oil lamp on the desk suddenly lit up, reflecting the words on the paper clearly, that Chen Mu was shocked to realize that the sky had turned dark.

Looking at the woman in white who did not know when she appeared in the study, she smiled and said, "When did you come back?"

"For a while, I didn't bother seeing you busy."

Bai Xianyu said softly.

Under the dimly lit light, the delicate face of a woman's slap was dreamlike, with an unreal beauty.

Like a stunning monster fox drifting into the study room in the middle of the night to seduce the scholar.

Chen Mu couldn't help but be surprised.

It wasn't until the woman coughed slightly that she came to her senses. To cover up the embarrassment, Chen Mu stretched out and yawned dissatisfiedly: "I'm hungry, why hasn't this girl Qingluo cooked yet?"

"She has called you several times, and blame her?"

The woman's beautiful eyes flowed, and the corners of her lips were smiling.

"Yes?"

Chen Mu thought about it carefully.

It seems that the girl actually called him several times outside the door, but because of the analysis of the case, she was too fascinated and forgot.

Touching his nose awkwardly, Chen Mu said, "You didn't eat it either, let's go together."

Come to the hall.

On the table is the reheated dishes, and at the door is the sulking sister-in-law, shaking her slender and round calf.

After seeing Chen Mu, he also gave a cold snort, don't look down on his face.

An aunt's face that I was angry again.

Chen Mu accompanied a smiling face: "I'm sorry, I'm too busy to hear it."

"Don't pretend, it must be disgusting that the food I cooked is not delicious, and deliberately pretended not to hear." The little girl turned on the mocking mode.

Chen Mu smiled and ignored it.

This girl kept her temper in front of her Big sis for no more than two and a half minutes.

If her sister is not there, then you have to coax.

Today’s food is indeed very rich.

Because he took a lot of bribes, Chen Mu deliberately bought a lot of delicacies and delicacies.

With fresh and precious ingredients, coupled with my sister-in-law's top-notch cooking skills, what Chen Mu eats is a treat.

A five-star hotel is considered a scum, is there any sister-in-law’s abalone delicious?

"Brother-in-law, how is it?"

Sure enough, as Chen Mu had expected, Qing Luo, who was still playing a small temper not long ago, approached Chen Mu with a smiling face at this time.

Chen Mu nodded: "Yes, it's just a bit salty."

"The taste was very good when it first came out of the pan, because it will change after reheating." Qingluo wrinkled Xiaoqiong's nose and said with dissatisfaction, "It's all to blame, the delicacy prepared by others was wasted."

"Hmm, blame me, blame me."

Chen Mu nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that there were only vegetarian dishes in the lady's bowl, Chen Mu took a piece of meat and handed it to the other party: "Eat more meat, it's better for women to be fatter, meaty, and comfortable to hold."

This is the experience Chen Mu gained from making so many girlfriends in his previous life.

Fat girl, that feel...

Gee.

Experience by yourself.

Looking at the braised pork in front of him, Bai Xianyu frowned and looked at her husband a little dissatisfied, and finally opened her lips.

Although I tried my best to avoid it, the lips still stuck to the chopsticks.

"Right, it's nice to eat more meat."

Chen Mu naturally retracted his chopsticks and squeezed it in his mouth.

This scene made Baixian Feather pink cheeks fly with a faint blush, and stared at the other side a little angrily: "My husband, you..."

The voice was soft and waxy, a little bit more helpless and grotesque.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mu looked blank.

The woman shook her head and smiled without saying anything, and ate silently.

Qingluo Xingluo turned her eyes, picked up a new pair of chopsticks, opened her pink lips twice, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Chen Mu:

"Brother-in-law, eat more meat too."

"Fuck off!"

Chen Mu pushed her away, deliberately sitting farther, "It's not disgusting, you."

Cheongna: "..."

Snapped!

The little girl slapped the chopsticks on the table, twisted her waist and left angrily.

Although the sister-in-law was angry away, the atmosphere of dining alone with the lady was quite satisfactory to Chen Mu, and adding a candlelight violin was perfect.

When he was about to sandwich another piece of meat, the latter put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"I'm full, please use it slowly, Xiang Gong."

"Uh……"

Chen Mu wanted to say something, but the other party stood up and smiled softly at him, and then left the house.

Chen Mu scratched his head, inexplicably.

Angry?

...

"Fuck off brother-in-law!"

"Not wanting face!"

"Pretend to be a gentleman!"

"..."

By the pond, Qingluo, who was taken away by Chen Muqi, was sitting on the steps, cursing in a low voice while throwing pebbles into the water.

Hearing movement behind him, I looked back and found that it was Big sis.

It's just that Bai Xianyu's face is pale and terrible at this moment.

The snow-white long skirt blows in the cold wind, like falling catkins, which will fall down at any time.

"Big sis!"

Qing Luo was startled, and hurriedly got up to support each other.

With this grasp, she suddenly noticed that the opponent's arm was extremely cold, and she suddenly lowered her head, only to see the white silky feather seeping a dazzling red from her abdomen.

"Who hurt you?"

Qingluo's lovely cheeks turned blue, and a majestic killing intent appeared in her eyes.

Bai Xianyu shook her head, her pale hand grabbed Qing Luo's arm, her five fingers almost buckled into the opponent's flesh, her voice was weak: "I...I'll go to your room to heal... Don't let the father-in-law come near... …"

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