Chapter 161 Love has no other way

"Yes." Butler Zhuo bowed and turned to leave.

"Hello." The woman came slowly, with a faint smile on her face. The body exudes a light fragrance, just the right fragrance, not more or less, neither thick nor thin, just right. Even though I had only just met, I had a crush on women.

"My name is Lingluo, and I'm the collector of the broken hand. You all made a special trip to come here. I have bad legs and feet, so I can't pick you up. It's rude." Lingluo said softly and came gracefully.

When she mentioned that her legs were not good, I glanced at her legs and feet from the corner of my eye. She was a little awkward when she walked. I fixed my eyes and looked at the woman named Lingluo in front of me. Somewhat familiar.

Ling Luo sat down, Shi Kun introduced us to her and then took out the severed hand. Ling Luo took the severed hand carefully, her beautiful eyes flashing brightly, it was a look full of love and care, as if she saw the person she loved.

I glanced at Zhuyan, and Zhuyan sat there with an expressionless face. Before I could give him a look, Zhuyan calmly took my hand and squeezed it like a prank. So gentle.

"It's beautiful, right?" Ling Luo said, her voice hollow and ethereal.

Ok? Shi Kun was stunned for a while, then coughed twice: "Other procedures have been completed, you can take your collection back. In addition, I want to know how it was lost."

"I don't know." Ling Luo whispered, her face pressed against the glass bottle.

"Don't know?" Shi Kun frowned, looking at Lingluo and then at us.

Zhuyan looked at Lingluo and said solemnly, "When did you lose it?"

"The day before yesterday." Ling Luo replied, her eyes were always on the severed hand. He ignored us except for one look at us at first.

It’s okay not to look at the candle flame, I’ll look at the candle flame.

"Did anything strange happen?" Candle Yan continued to ask.

"Strange thing?" Lingluo repeated Zhuyan's words, stroking the glass bottle with her slender and slender fingers, "Does it count if the bottle where he was stored is broken?" Lingluo finally raised her eyes and glanced at Zhuyan.

Zhu Yan's brows and eyes are indifferent, and he has no emotions.

"I think it was broken when the thief stole him away." Ling Luo thought about it and said.

"It's possible." Shi Kun whispered, looking around, "There's no surveillance here, and no one lives nearby. It shouldn't be difficult to steal something. Where do you usually put it?"

"This..." Ling Luo suddenly blushed. She lost her previous elegance and was a little bit more shy as a girl. Her expression was reserved and shy.

Shi Kun coughed twice, probably feeling strange, and looked a little helpless: "Is it inconvenient to say?"

"You can go and have a look if you want." Ling Luo said softly.

There was a hint of tenderness in the corners of her eyes and brows, which made me a little puzzled, as if she had two people in one body. Before we could answer, Ling Luo had already stood up, holding the severed hand in her hand, stroking it carefully.

Shi Kun looked at Zhuyan, and Zhuyan didn't say anything and stood up: "Then I'll disturb you."

Ling Luo didn't say anything but just pursed her lips and smiled. Ever since she saw this severed hand, she seemed to be a different person, and her frown and smile were full of tenderness.

Maybe it was because of her bad legs. She walked very slowly and took us upstairs. There was an oil painting on the wall in the corridor. It was a woman in black with a black veil on her face, so she couldn't see what she looked like. The corners of his mouth resemble that of Ayara.

"There are guests today." Ling Luo glanced at the painting with a smile in her eyes, as if she was acting like a spoiled child. After speaking, she left without explaining to us.

Shi Kun walked behind me and muttered in a deep voice, "This woman is too weird."

"Shh." I looked back at Shi Kun.

Shi Kun frowned and said nothing. Ling Luo took us all the way to the room at the end of the corridor, gently pushed the door open, and whispered, "I'm in." After speaking, she waited for a few seconds before pushing the door in.

Looking at her like that, I thought there was someone in the room, but there was no. There was a suit on the huge bed, which made me a little hairy at first glance. Ling Luo walked to the bed with her severed hand, and carefully placed her severed hand next to her suit, her face full of happiness.

"Candle Yan, what's going on?" Shi Kun lowered his voice, his tone a little irritable, "God nagging, is she not sick?"

"Just put it here." Ling Luo said softly, pointing her finger at the head of the bed, "He's right here. I accompany him every day. I went out for something that day, and when I came back, the bottle was broken and he was gone."

"He?" I looked at Ling Luo, "Who is he?"

"It's him." Ling Luo pointed at the severed hand, "My him."

"Ayara, is he a man?" I asked tentatively.

"Of course." Ling Luo glanced at me, "Of course he is a man."

"By the way, you said that your severed hand was obtained legally. You didn't say how you got it. Can you talk about it now?" Shi Kun's eyes were cold and cold. Seeing Shi Kun's reaction, he suspects that Ling Luo's broken hand is wrong.

Ling Luo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she glanced at Shi Kun: "I don't need to tell you, if you think there is a problem, you can come and arrest me." Ling Luo's voice was cold and icy, not as gentle as before.

"You!" Shi Kun choked, his face darkened.

"Ms. Lingluo, is he your lover?" Zhuyan, who had been silent all the time, said, her eyes showing no emotion at all.

"Yeah." Ling Luo laughed again, "I love him."

Zhuyan nodded thoughtfully, and his indifferent gaze fell on Lingluo: "I take the liberty to ask, do you have any other collectibles?"

"Yes, but I can't show it to you." Ling Luo said softly, with a playful expression.

"It's a pity." Candle Yan sighed.

"Do you like it too?" Ling Luo looked at Zhu Yan with a little anticipation in her eyes.

"Yes." Zhu Yan smiled, his smile was a little cold.

"He's going to bed, he must be exhausted these days." Ling Luo carefully covered the broken hand with a quilt, then leaned in and said a few words with a sweet smile on her face, and she stood up after saying nothing. Said to take us out of the bedroom.

Leaving the severed hand, Ling Luo regained her elegance, the shy girl on her face disappeared, and she was the elegant young woman we saw for the first time.

"Do you also have a collection?" Ling Luo asked Zhuyan.

"No." Zhu Yan replied in a low voice, "I'm not as lucky as you."

Ling Luo smiled, smiled again, and said with affectionate eyes: "Yes, he loves me."

"What's his name?" I couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Ling Luo suddenly turned around and stared at me, "What's his name?"

Ok? I was stunned. Is she asking me, how do I know what her broken hand is called? Ling Luo laughed suddenly and whispered: "Just kidding, how could I forget his name, but I can't tell you, I'm afraid you will take him away."

I smiled awkwardly and was speechless for a while.

"I still have something to do, so I won't send you off." Ling Luo said softly, before we could answer, she nodded slightly to us and turned to leave. Shi Kun wanted to say something, but Butler Zhuo came up to stop him and made a 'please' gesture, which meant seeing off guests.

Shi Kun was a little suffocated, and his face was not good-looking.

"Ms. Lingluo." Zhuyan stopped Lingluo.

Ling Luo stopped and looked back at Candle Yan: "What else?"

"Have you ever thought that maybe he was bored and ran out?" Zhu Yan said lightly, his tone was cold and a little harsh.

Ling Luo's complexion changed slightly, she stared at Zhu Yan, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and soon she laughed again, lowered her eyes and said, "No, he won't."

Before she finished speaking, Ling Luo turned around.

"Chuyan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shi Kun looked at Zhuyan, "Why did you break your hand and run out? Your idea is too curious." Shi Kun muttered, glanced at Lingluo, and his eyes were a little dissatisfied.

"Let's go." Zhu Yan whispered.

"Hurry up." Shi Kun became irritable, "I want to get angry as soon as I stay here."

"Little girl, this is the dessert that Madam asked me to pack for you." Butler Zhuo whispered after walking a few steps. As he spoke, he handed me something wrapped on the table. I hesitated for a second and squinted at Zhuyan, Zhuyan's dark eyes were heavy, and he nodded slightly to see his reaction, and I took the snack.

After getting down from the mountain, it took a lot of time. Shi Kun held his breath and got into the car at the bottom of the mountain. He exhaled: "This woman is too strange."

"That's right." Candle Yan said.

"Did you think she killed someone?" Shi Kun whispered, "Look at her attitude towards the severed hand, it's as if the severed hand is a person. The people watching are panicked." Shi Kun's face was black and rough sound.

"But her dim sum tastes good." I interjected.

"You know what to eat. Be careful that she put human flesh and blood in it, and you might vomit when that happens." Shi Kun looked back at me and started the car as he spoke.

"Cut." I curled my lips, glared at Shi Kun, and ate snacks by the candle flame.

This Lingluo is really strange. She said she is a collector. I thought she would have to have a whole room of broken hands and feet. Now it seems that she only cares about this broken hand. Judging from her appearance, this broken hand is more like her lover.

"Candle Yan, what did you mean when you said that? What did you say you broke your hand and ran out?" Shi Kun asked while driving, "I asked you just now, you didn't say it, did you see something, that Lingluo is a human being? Or a ghost?"

"It's a human." Candle Yan said lightly.

"Well, she's a human." I followed, "Although her villa is remote, there is nothing evil, and the same is true in Room 1;148471591054062."

"Then what should I do now? The broken hand will be solved?" Shi Kun said harshly, "I don't even know how the broken hand got to school."

"Didn't you say it was sent by courier? Go to the courier company and ask." I thought about giving Shi Kun some advice.

"I asked earlier, but the courier company said they had no impression of this business. I asked a few people and they all said the same thing. It's useless." Shi Kun smiled bitterly, sweat on his forehead, as if he was scooping it out of water. of.

Lao Xu's death, he hasn't recovered yet, and now there are accidents one after another, it's really hard for him, I said to myself. Thinking of Lao Xu, I didn't even have the appetite to eat snacks, leaning on the candle flame and closing my eyes slightly, Lingluo's appearance appeared in my mind, and a sentence came out of my mind, what secret does this Lingluo have?