Chapter 13 Matcha Latte

When they got back to the car, Jingxian said, "I'm not interested in scenic spots, why don't I find a place nearby to rest."

"Okay, you decide, I'll make a call." Lu Yingjiu leaned back comfortably on the back of his chair and took out his mobile phone.

Instead of opening the address book, he entered a string of numbers from memory.

beep - beep -

beep - beep -

The bell rang for a long time before a clear female voice answered: "Hello?"

"It's me." Lu Yingjiu said, "Help me look up the name, Lane East Bar, and a waiter named 'Xiaoyang'."

"Hey Xiaolu, you really have nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace. You only come to me every time you have something to do. This makes me sad~"

I don't know if it was Lu Yingjiu's delusion, but Jing Xian leaned over here, as if he cared about the female voice.

Lu Yingjiu replied, "Didn't I invite you to dinner last time, do you want to come out again today?"

"where are you?"

"Baifeng District, with friends."

"Okay, you'll send me the address later, see you soon." The female voice gave a silver bell-like laughter, "I'll let 'Pigeon' go out to check your bar and 'Xiaoyang' now."

Lu Yingjiu hung up the phone.

Jingxian asked, "Your friend?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu didn't explain much, glanced at the navigation, and the destination was "Fuyuan Coffee Shop".

...

Lu Yingjiu put a cup of matcha latte in his hand and read a book quietly, with a small shadow cast on his long eyelashes as he lowered his eyes.

They have been sitting here for more than 20 minutes. People in the coffee shop are coming and going, and the non -working days are also full of people. The office workers and students are crowded together. Lu YingjiU will make people notice at a glance.

It's like the boy liked in school days, with young, sincere and beautiful eyes, the freshly washed collar is the smell of sunshine, and it shines in the crowd.

But when his face was deadpan, the sense of alienation became more apparent.

This is actually in conflict with his gentleness and handsomeness.

A person's temperament is determined by many factors, innate character, lonely childhood, and the high position that follows closely together form the part of "alienation". Many people have a very good first impression of Lu Yingjiu, but soon realize that he is difficult to approach.

A few little girls passed by, chattering, and looked at him a few more times. After seeing the "Illustrated Book of Corpse Changes" in his hand, they shrank their heads and retreated.

His eyes fell on Jingxian again. Jingxian was wearing a black T-shirt today. He was very handsome. He raised his eyebrows and smiled when he saw them - and also showed the "Illustrated Book of Corpse Changes" in his hand.

Girls: "..."

Dengdengdeng.

The sound of high heels goes from far to near.

A woman wearing a small suspender and wide-leg trousers, with red lips like fire, walked over with a swaying style, dragging the eyes of countless people along the way. She had just had her hair done, and she had burgundy nail polish, so delicate it was outrageous.

At first glance, she is a little rich woman.

She walked all the way to the table like this, staring at Jingxian intently, but put her hand on Lu Yingjiu's shoulder: "Xiaolu, my sister hasn't seen you for a few days, how did you make such a handsome friend?"

Lu Yingjiu raised her brows and said, "Let me introduce, this is Jingxian, whom I have known since childhood. Jingxian, this is Chen Xiaoling."

Chen Xiaoling sat down beside Lu Yingjiu, Yingying smiled and said, "Call me Sister Chen, Linda or Xiaoling."

She didn't see anything, and reached out for Lu Yingjiu's matcha latte. Lu Yingjiu didn't make a sound, and she quickly removed the glass and blocked it on his left.

Chen Xiaoling didn't drink, he pouted, and just looked up and looked at Jingxian.

Jingxian's eyes are very dark, like a night that can't be soaked in any color. He didn't seem to see the little action just now, and said with a smile, "Nice to meet you."

Chen Xiaoling felt cold all over.

Maybe a woman is born with some kind of intuition, and she feels that Jingxian is not happy at all.

But this gloomy feeling soon disappeared. She brushed her hair to hide her discomfort: "Me too—"

They ordered three western dishes.

Chen Xiaoling said, "I only found out a little about what you asked me to check. It's the Ghost Festival recently, the pigeons are busy." She took out her mobile phone and pulled out a photo, "Jin Xiaoyang, 27 years old, unmarried, in Lane East Bar has worked for 7 years and lives at 5-12B, National Treasure Garden, Enterprise Road. Lane East Bar was formerly known as Dongcheng Music Bar, but changed its name 6 years ago. , "Aren't you interested in this part?"

Lu Yingjiu ignored her: "Be serious."

Chen Xiaoling snorted: "So indifferent... There is an interesting rumor about why the Xiangdong Bar changed its name." She glanced at Jingxian, and tugged Lu Yingjiu's clothes under the table.

In normal times, she would have spoken directly to let the other party avoid it, but she was inexplicably terrified of Jingxian.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Jingxian, why don't you go and order the dishes we ordered?"

"...Okay." Jing Xian stood up.

When he walked away, Chen Xiaoling said, "Xiaolu, do you know what happened to the Chen family six years ago?"

Lu Yingjiu pondered for a moment: "Are you talking about the murder case?"

"Yes. In that incident, 5 people in the Chen family died. The dead were the family of the owner, Chen Minlan and her son. It is said that they were killed by a ghost."

The four most famous and oldest families in the exorcism family are "Chu Ye Chen Zhang".

The four major families firmly occupy the high-level of the ghost exorcism world, each with their own strengths, assisting each other and restraining each other, like four giant mountains that cannot be overturned, attracting everyone's attention.

Therefore, no matter how tightly covered the case was at that time, the rumors were leaked: it was too weird, no matter how the five people were said to be the top of the pyramid, it was hard to imagine that they would die like this.

There are many, many related rumors, what the Chen family is inhumane and injustice, what is the fate of the Chen family... In short, there is no conclusion. Lu Yingjiu didn't come from an aristocratic family, so he didn't get involved in this matter, so naturally he didn't understand.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"Because," Chen Xiaoling held his hand, raised his head slightly, and leaned into his ear - from outsiders, it looked like a young couple flirting, "because the murder scene at that time was the private room of the Xiangdong bar."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned.

Chen Xiaoling laughed again: "Anyway, I told you that there is such a thing, and there is no evidence. Believe it or not. If you want to tell that Jingxian, I can't control it."

Footsteps came.

Jingxian came back and sat down: "They went to the kitchen to urge them." He stared at Chen Xiaoling who was leaning on Lu Yingjiu.

Chen Xiaoling held Lu Yingjiu's arm, fearlessly, bent her eyes and smiled, and wanted to get a matcha latte, but was stopped by Lu Yingjiu.

She complained: "Every time you go out, you lose more than half of your drink, what a waste."

"Don't worry about it." Lu Yingjiu said.

Chen Xiaoling pouted again and stood up: "I'll go read a book."

She went away in a hurry.

Lu Yingjiu lowered her eyes and was about to continue reading "The Changes of Corpse" when she suddenly heard Jingxian say, "Don't drink your latte?"

"If you don't drink, then you'll be full." Lu Yingjiu shook his head.

"Give me a taste?"

Unlike Chen Xiaoling, it's more normal for boys to drink a bottle of wine and smoke a cigarette. Lu Yingjiu handed over the latte: "Just take it away. To be honest, the taste is average."

For the next minute or two, Jing Xian kept holding that latte.

He quickly stood up: "I'm looking for books too."

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu didn't lift his head, and concentrated on studying the skeletonization of the corpse.

In the bookshelf, Chen Xiaoling was browsing historical books.

Her green fingers slid across the spine of the book, and she quickly picked up a tome book of history. Just as she pulled it out, her breath suddenly stagnated—

Across the bookshelf, Jing Xian was looking at her.

His eyebrows are handsome, but his aggressiveness is extremely strong. He is an ancestor who will be well served by those desperados on the underworld. This really frightened Chen Xiaoling enough, her scalp was slightly numb, and she wondered why this person came with him?

Jing Xian smiled at her.

Even this smile is like a smiling beast.

He raised his hand, took a sip... a matcha latte, and deliberately turned the cup towards Chen Xiaoling so that she could clearly see that it was Lu Yingjiu's cup.

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

Then, Jingxian walked away while drinking in a good mood.

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

She murmured, "That kid surnamed Lu also said that he wasn't interested in being gay... Where did he recruit his ancestors..."