Hearing the system's warning, Song Xuan turned over and quickly subdued Zhou Rong.
Zhou Rong did not hide his surprise, and even smiled: "I didn't expect that you have improved so much after not seeing you for a while. Come on, let me go. I was a little excited just now, but I have calmed down now."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows. In fact, after seeing Zhou Rong for the first time, he knew that it was not unfair for the original owner to have such a miserable ending in the book. Zhou Rong's level was simply not comparable to that of the original owner. Ignoring the original owner's own martial arts value, and only talking about IQ and scheming, the original owner could not catch up with Zhou Rong even if he tried his best.
After just half an hour of communication, Song Xuanhe became even more certain that Zhou Rong was unfathomable. He was a man with a very deep mind and who never showed his emotions. If he hadn't fallen in love with Lu Chao and done so many stupid things for him, he would definitely not be an ordinary person in the future.
Love is the most fucked-up variable Song Xuanhe has ever seen since coming to this world. No matter whether it was Lu Chao, Song Jiani, Zhou Rong or even Zhou Nan and Yu Yan, they were all dominated by this emotion and did many things, and most of them were not good things.
Zhou Rong lowered his voice: "I was a little excited when I heard you say that Lu Chao knew that I liked him, but he is dead. No matter how excited I am, I can't lose another good brother. Xuanhe, can you forgive me?"
Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes and saw his slightly lonely look. His eyes flickered slightly. Before he could say anything, he heard Song Jiani shout, "Brother Xuanhe, don't believe him! He has planned to harm you a long time ago! He has always wanted to avenge Lu Chao!"
"Oh?" Zhou Rong remained calm and asked, "How am I going to take revenge? You are so sure of what I am saying, like a worm in my heart. Tell me what I am going to do. Also, how do you know what I am going to do? Do you also want to harm Song Xuanhe, so you are conspiring with me?"
Song Jiani's face changed, and she subconsciously looked at Song Xuanhe. She opened her mouth to explain, but under Zhou Rong's subtle and sarcastic gaze, her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't speak.
"I found it strange when you followed me and Xuanhe in for a drink today. When we were little, you didn't like to play with me and Lu Chao. You rarely showed up when we drank before. Why did you come today?" Zhou Rong said, "And why were you so nervous when I told you that someone else was coming? Did you have some plan and were afraid that it wouldn't work out if someone else showed up? If I really have to suspect something, I would suspect that you wanted to harm Xuanhe out of hatred for him."
Every word Zhou Rong said touched upon something Song Jiani had done, which not only diverted attention but also gradually dispelled Song Xuanhe's doubts, directing all doubts to Song Jiani, and even trying to drive a thorn in Song Xuanhe's heart. The final inference seemed impossible, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is in line with logic and Song Jiani's character.
If Song Xuanhe had not read the original novel and did not know what happened in the book, or if the original owner was standing here at this moment, he might have been fooled by Zhou Rong's words.
After all, in the book, Song Jiani did do something irreversible to the original owner because of love turning into hate, so this incident sounds impossible, but in fact it is the most likely thing to happen.
[After my data analysis, Zhou Rong's danger level has reached B+, you must be careful. 】
"I didn't..." Song Jiani wanted to argue, but what Zhou Rong said was exactly what she wanted to do before, so her tone sounded a little powerless and guilty: "Brother Xuanhe, believe me, I really didn't."
"Look into Song Xuanhe's eyes and tell him whether you have it or not." Zhou Rong curled his lips and said, "You said that, but you didn't even dare to look at Song Xuanhe. This guilty tone actually proves that what I just said was right."
Song Jiani bit her lip and looked nervously into Song Xuanhe's eyes. However, she couldn't say the words of denial. Her face turned pale little by little. "Brother Xuanhe... believe me, I really..."
Song Xuanhe raised his chin, interrupted Song Jiani and said to her, "Don't talk yet, take off the belt of your skirt."
Song Jiani's eyes instantly turned red when she heard the first half of Song Xuanhe's sentence, but she was stunned when she heard the second half, and her face turned pink a little bit: "The belt of the skirt? Take it off...?"
Song Xuanhe nodded: "Take it off and throw it to me."
Song Jiani didn't react, but Zhou Rong's expression finally changed: "We have been brothers for so many years, do you believe Song Jiani or me?"
"I believe there is something wrong with her." Song Xuanhe raised his leg and hooked the belt that Song Jiani threw over, and said lightly: "She likes me, you like Lu Chao, and you almost went crazy for Lu Chao just now. It is obvious who is more likely to want to harm me."
"you……"
[Here it comes!] 】
Boom boom boom.
The system's voice sounded almost simultaneously with the knock on the door. The three people in the box looked up at the door at the same time, but no one spoke.
The knocking on the door continued: Dong Dong Dong—
Song Jiani looked at Song Xuanhe, "Brother Xuanhe, what should we do?"
Song Xuanhe quickly tied Zhou Rong's hands and clasped them behind his back, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the thing?"
Zhou Rong's calm expression changed slightly, and he struggled to stand up: "What is that?"
"The thing you want to use to harm me." Song Xuanhe kicked his knee, and when he knelt down again, he said, "It should still be in this private room."
Zhou Rong's expression finally changed at this moment. His calm expression was gone, and his sinister eyes locked onto Song Xuanhe: "You knew? You already knew what I was going to do, and you still dared to come to the appointment."
"Why not?" Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows at him and told Song Jiani, "Look in the private room to see if there are any syringes or anything like that."
Song Jiani nodded subconsciously, and then she opened her eyes wide in shock after she realized what was happening: "Needle? Zhou Rong, what do you want to do!"
Bang, bang, bang——
The knocking on the door had changed from light tapping to pounding, and the person on the other side seemed very anxious.
Zhou Rong opened his mouth to speak, but Song Xuanhe blocked his mouth, turned to look at Song Jiani, and said, "Speak."
Song Jiani pursed her lips and raised her voice, "Who?"
There was a pause after the knock on the door, and a male voice came: "Hello, ma'am. I heard a crash over here so I came to take a look. Do you need any help?"
Song Jiani was stunned for a moment, and without Song Xuanhe's reminder, she said, "No, I just accidentally kicked the table and knocked over the wine bottle. I will record the loss in the account later."
"OK--"
The sound outside the door gradually faded away. Song Jiani breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when she saw Song Xuanhe raised his hand to interrupt her.
[Have the people outside not left?] 】
After noticing that the person outside stopped after walking a dozen steps, the system was ready to remind Song Xuanhe, but he spoke first, so the system couldn't help but ask: [How did you know? 】
[The walls of the private club are not as soundproof as the visiting room. Song Xuanhe said: "This excuse is too poor." 】
[The person outside the door did not leave, he was waiting outside, but because you completed the task, I am restricted from knowing who the person outside is or what he brought. 】
[So the drugs might not be on Zhou Rong, but with the man outside. 】
[Yes, it is possible.] 】
Song Xuanhe frowned slightly, and Song Jiani asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Song Xuanhe checked the rope tied behind Zhou Rong, then searched his body, but found nothing.
"Xuanhe brother...are you looking for a syringe? How do you know that Zhou Rong brought a syringe?" Song Jiani asked hesitantly.
Zhou Rong looked up at Song Xuanhe. Song Xuanhe methodically searched the sofa and the wine cabinet while saying, "I have my own channels."
After searching for five minutes, nothing was found, and the system reminded again that the people outside were approaching.
Sure enough, the next moment, there was another knock on the door, and through the dull door, that vague voice sounded again: "I'm the waiter here. The fruit plates you ordered have arrived. I hope you can open the door."
Hearing this voice, Song Xuanhe narrowed his eyes slightly and something flashed through his mind.
Without waiting for a reply, the person outside raised his voice and said, "Please open the door!"
Song Xuanhe's frown relaxed, and he shook the wine bottle in his hand, walked to the door and said to Song Jiani, "Open the door."
Song Jiani glanced at Song Xuan and the bottle of wine in her hand, bit her lower lip nervously, then picked up the card on the table and prepared to go over to open the door. However, as soon as she walked to the door, she heard a "beep" sound as the door was opened from the outside, and then the light from the corridor cast into the room, and a figure appeared in front of Song Jiani.
The visitor heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Song Jiani standing there. He turned his attention to the tied Zhou Rong and was stunned for a moment. He walked in and said, "What's going on? How could Zhou Rong——"
The wine bottle hit the back of the man's head and broke into pieces instantly, splashing red wine everywhere, mixed with blood and screams of pain.
Song Xuanhe raised his leg and kicked the man on the vest. He staggered a few steps and hit his head on the coffee table when he knelt on the ground. His already bloody head looked even more horrible.
"I thought I had scared you after beating you up before, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."
Song Xuanhe lifted Song Jiabao by the back of his collar, lifted him up and threw him to the ground. The sharp glass pressed against the artery in Song Jiabao's arm. He lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Since you don't want this hand anymore, how about I just cripple it for you?"
Song Jiabao looked at Song Xuanhe in horror. The pain in his head made him speechless, but the threat on his arm forced him to speak: "No! I really know I was wrong this time, Xuanhe, I am your brother, please forgive me."
Song Xuanhe's eyes turned slightly, and he pressed the glass on his arm hard, leaving a bloody mark.
Song Jiabao's face was filled with even more fear, and he begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "I was really wrong, there won't be a next time, Xuanhe - go to hell!"
When he saw Song Jiabao's strange smile suddenly, he heard a cry of surprise: "Brother Xuanhe!"
Song Xuanhe turned around suddenly and found that Zhou Rong had broken free from his restraints at some point and was rushing towards him with a syringe in his hand.
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