Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 544 Deadly Live Broadcast (6)

After hearing Yiyuan's analysis to himself, Sang Jian suddenly smiled.

"Do you think that Y may be the protagonist?"

Yiyuan was taken aback.

Maybe!
In this way, Y also indirectly killed Yan Xiu.

In line with the law of the protagonist killing the villain!

No wonder Y hides so deeply, no one has found out his identity yet, it turns out that it is the aura of the protagonist!
squeak-

While the two were analyzing the plot, Sang saw a sound of opening a window suddenly from above his head.

Sang Jian stopped and looked up.

The balcony windows covered with ivy were forcibly pushed open. The wooden windows were in disrepair for many years and were rickety. If the ivy vines were not entangled, they might fall down soon.

A man who looked to be in his early 20s was standing at the window, looking out.

He is very delicate, with three-dimensional features, and his chestnut hair is slightly curly, and he looks like a mixed race.

A pair of light blue pupils seemed to be born with a chill.

Yan Xiu was originally looking at the scenery outside, but was attracted by Sang Jian downstairs.

The two looked at each other, and Sang Jian smiled at him.

Yan Xiu upstairs was slightly dazed, not understanding why this woman smiled at him.

Does he want to smile back at her?
Yan Xiu had some resistance in his heart. After some ideological struggle, he still showed a "smile" towards Sang Jian on his expressionless face.

Sang Jian didn't care how forced his smile was, she said: "The others are going to the hotel to rest, do you want to go?"

Yan Xiu shook his head, but said nothing.

Sang Jian raised her eyebrows, "Then let's look for clues together?"

Yan Xiu frowned, he didn't really want to act with others.

He pursed his lips, disapproving.

But still did not refuse aloud.

And I hope Sang Jian can understand the resistance on his face.

It's a pity that Sang Jian "doesn't understand".

She raised her legs and walked towards the small western building, "I'll take it as your acquiescence if you don't speak? I'm coming up!"

Yan Xiu: "..."

When I saw this woman during the day, didn't she still look like a stranger?Why did she become so friendly in the evening?
...

When Sang Jian entered the small western-style building, it was still dark inside, and he could only see a vague shadow of everything.

She fumbled up to the second floor. The door of the bedroom on the second floor was open, and Yan Xiu opened the window, and the setting sun came in from the window, illuminating the whole room.

When Sang Jian walked in, Yan Xiu was still standing by the window, looking out.

It's just that the expression on the face is not very good-looking.

Sang Jian took advantage of the setting sun to look around the room, it looked like a child's room.

There are dolls everywhere, and the time has passed, some of them have been eaten by mice, or they have lost their original appearance due to a layer of dust.

Sang Jian didn't go to Yan Xiu's side, but went to the closet and opened the closet with his hand.

wow-

A bunch of dolls rolled out of the closet.

Sang Jian hurriedly took two steps back, stretched out his hand to brush the ashes in front of him.

Hearing the movement, Yan Xiu glanced back from the window.

Can't help but ask aloud: "What are you doing?"

Although he is of mixed race, he can speak Chinese very well, as if he grew up in China.

Sang Jian said calmly, "I want to see who lives in this room."

It's a pity that the wardrobe is not filled with clothes, but a bunch of dolls.

There are also rag dolls and dolls. All kinds of dolls are piled up together, and the picture is quite shocking.

(End of this chapter)