It was twenty-two o'clock in the evening, and the countdown to fairy tale night was twenty-one hours.

Feng Rong didn't know that the members of the "Original Sin" organization were already discussing with Yiling about asking him to kill Tao Youjing. He had just come out of the room of a bishop who was searching for the last time to meet Han Lu, and his expression on his face was not very good.

"What's wrong?" Han Lu called him in confusion, but when he thought of Feng Rong's remarks, he swallowed the rest of the words and changed the question.

Feng Rong shook his head, not intending to say to him, "We will leave first if there is a small problem."

"Oh." Han Lu responded obediently, Feng Rong walked in front, and his eyes suddenly sank when he thought of the things he had just found.

Yi Ling, who was pretending to be bored at the tea party, secretly observed the people in the venue, and recorded their characteristics one by one to prepare for tomorrow's arrest. But as he watched, Yi Ling suddenly realized something was wrong - Hey, where has Cong Lan gone?

And in the J1 branch of the Ling Security Bureau, Lin Yingkong asked in a little puzzled manner: "Where is Tao Youjing?"

Everyone next to him looked at me and I looked at you, and then they were confused, "Didn't he take Hua Qi back to his house?" It is said that the guards on the Banshan Castle were quite complete...

Lin Yingkong frowned and said, "How is that possible? I just asked him to stay in the branch tonight. Was Hua Qi asleep? Why did Tao Youjing take him to run around?"

Ding Youlan quickly switched the surveillance screen, and after half a minute, he said: "Tao Youjing did not come out again after entering the lounge, but the thermal imaging scan showed that there was only one person in the lounge!"

"Damn..." Zhu Mengtian, who was pestering Zong Shaoxian, raised his head, "Don't he thinks we didn't find Tai Shuqun, have you taken action?"

"..." Fei Rong widened her eyes, "Does he want to fight the entire 'original sin' alone?!"

Cheng Xiaodai also widened his eyes, "What awesome...hehe, you're reckless."

Lin Yingkong looked at them speechlessly, "What nonsense? Why don't you go find someone quickly! Xiaolan, check Tao Youjing's communication records to see who has called him or sent him a message!"

"...Yes!" At the order of Assistant Lin, the members of the General Office's field team hurriedly scattered.

And Tao Youjing... he really ran out alone, because Cong Lan took the initiative to make an appointment with him.

Tao Youjing was too lazy to care about how Cong Lan got his mobile phone number. He only cared about what he wrote on it that if he could get information from Tai Shu Group if he went out, he would have to go there even if it was a trap. He had always been accustomed to doing things randomly and did not intend to tell the people of the General Office's field team that after confirming that Hua Qi was asleep, he quietly went out to make an appointment.

I don’t know if it was unintentional or really knew something. The place Cong Lan decided to be in an open-air square near the J1 branch of the Ling Security Bureau. There were people dancing square dance everywhere. It was very lively and it was easy to escape at any time.

After arriving at the open-air square, Tao Youjing saw the charming woman in a long peach dress. She was standing next to the music fountain in the middle of the square. The colorful neon lights shone on her, making her look dreamy. Many men stuck their eyes on her when they passed by. This scene was no different from when they were on the university campus many years ago. The only difference was that the Conglan used to be a pure little white flower, but now it is a gorgeous rose, domineering and wantonly snatching people's attention.

Tao Youjing's bodyguard and housekeeper Shang Gong had already arrived nearby. He confirmed that Cong Lan had arrived. He only informed Tao Youjing when he didn't see an ambush. Tao Youjing closed his phone and walked slowly to Cong Lan. His light brown short hair reflected a faint ray. His fair skin color was more obvious in the night. The amber eyeballs could almost make people fall in, so deep that they couldn't get out. He was wearing loose casual clothes and walking in the hustle and bustle, just like a god above the nine heavens landing in the world, exquisite, vast, high above, and so ethereal that he was almost unpopular.

He looked at Cong Lan, but his eyes seemed to have not put her in. All living things were like dust and could not leave traces in his eyes - whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, the words Cong Lan were probably irrelevant to him.

Cong Lan felt that she was quite self-aware and knew that she had no weight in Tao Youjing's heart, so she was not angry. In her opinion, most people in this world were wasting air, but Tao Youjing was one of the best people among the people who could survive. Cong Lan despised those humans who were eating resources, but admired Tao Youjing, a strong and calm figure. Therefore, after Tao Youjing sealed off her talent, she was so angry. She knew that Tao Youjing looked down on her, but she was already chasing them.

There was a gap between them, but Tao Youjing stepped into the mud. She once hated her so much that she almost drove herself crazy. Until the day she was reborn, Cong Lan found that she had a new object of worship. The person had the strength to compete with Tao Youjing, and was closer to her concepts. She was even better at winning people's hearts than Tao Youjing, and formed an unprecedented huge psychological organization to work hard for their common goals. So, in the face of that great goal, what is a Tao Youjing?

"Senior Brother," Cong Lan watched Tao Youjing walk to her, her red lips curled slightly, revealing a charming smile. She smiled, as if she was really an old friend reminiscing about the past, "Long time no see."

It has been ten years since she stood upright in Tao Youjing, looking at the man in front of her carefully. His appearance seemed to be frozen by time, and there was no change in her indifference in her eyes.

——Rurious people are actually more suitable to study psychology. Those with abundant emotions will be driven crazy by the endless darkness in the hearts of those patients.

Tao Youjing looked at Cong Lan deeply, but did not answer. She just took the cigarette from her pocket and lit it, and started smoking in front of Cong Lan. Cong Lan smiled again, "Senior brother is still the same. It is too rude to smoke in front of the lady, but when he sees you, no one will bear to blame you."

"So you took the initiative to deliver it to your door last time?" Tao Youjing finally spoke, as if his smoky throat was very textured, and people couldn't help but indulge in it. As if his soul was sucked away, Cong Lan was almost confused by his voice, but for a moment she was distracted. Tao Youjing had already said in a somewhat clear tone: "Don't you take the initiative? Want to try your luck? No, it was your superior who threw you over to give a gift, and you only knew what happened afterwards."

Cong Lan's face froze slightly. The last time she was hypnotized in Hua Qishi's bookstore was a shame for her, but unfortunately, such an insult would not be the first time, nor the last time. People in math psychology would have a sense of despair in front of Tao Youjing. It was a talent that they could not see even if they raised their heads hard, and they would never catch up with in their lifetime.

"You haven't changed," Cong Lan quickly took back the unwillingness. In front of Tao Youjing, unwillingness was useless, but it was just a joke. "I won't show off my skills in front of my senior brother. Let's get straight to the point. Senior brother, the master knows that you are looking for keys and antidotes, and also knows that you have hired the powerful spirit security bureau, but in the end, whoever loses will win..." Her lips bent into a strange arc, "Then everyone depends on their abilities."

Tao Youjing spit out a smoke ring, and he looked like he was the same person. He exuded a coldness and affection that looked down on all living beings. He was so stubborn that people could not extricate themselves. He said lightly: "You have been hiding your head and tail for so many years, and finally you plan to rush out to write a letter of war with me?"

Cong Lan smiled sweetly, "How can senior brother say that we hide our heads and tails? After all, five years ago, we appeared in front of you openly and left you a big gift. This big gift has been with you day and night for five years. Have you felt my master's sincerity?"

"We?" Tao Youjing was not angry, but just glanced at her inquiry, "We've seen it five years ago?"

A subtle smile appeared in Cong Lan's eyes, "I've seen it, but you forgot about it, senior brother."

Tao Youjing didn't say anything, as if she didn't take it to heart at all, "Then I'll tell your master," he stared at Cong Lan, his amber eyes had no emotion, but it made people feel cold for no reason, "I will double the gift he gave me, give it to him."

The last three words rang like a bell, and they suddenly crashed into Cong Lan's brain, making her face pale, but she still insisted on herself: "Senior Brother, I will convey the words intact." In a flash, she changed her tone again, "But Brother, I'm afraid that my senior brother has not understood what our gift is yet?"

Tao Youjing didn't say anything, just looked at her, and smoke came up, almost blurring his gaze.

A subtle and supreme pleasure suddenly arose in Cong Lan's heart. The excitement made her unable to help but even her fingertips start to tremble slightly. She took out a childlike invitation from somewhere and handed it to Tao Youjing. She chuckled, charming and passionate, "Tomorrow at 7 o'clock, tomorrow night, all members of the "original sin" are waiting for the arrival of their senior brother and sister-in-law."

Tao Youjing's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the invitation, but it didn't follow.

Cong Lan had expected it, and was not in a hurry, but she smiled even more beautifully, like the tender red flower buds that had just bloomed in the mountains, with a drop of crystal dew. "By the way, I have to trouble my senior brother to tell my sister-in-law--Well, it should be the little prince of flowers. After Alice wakes up from her dream, the dream will be broken. The fairy tale we weave for her senior brother should also be happy..."

"The fairy tale night is a return carnival held by us for the little prince of the master. We welcome our little prince--"
Chapter completed!