Luo Binhan didn't remember mentioning Zhou Yu to Yu Xiaorong, but it was not surprising that Yu Xiaorong would know. Zhou Yu is not part of the "sensitive topics" and is quite popular with her mother, so it is entirely possible that it was mentioned accidentally. However, even if Yu Qingshu talked about Zhou Yu, Yu Xiaorong would never be deeply impressed. He knew that Yu Xiaorong's friends were all eloquent and popular types (at least on the surface), but Zhou Yu was exactly the type that Yu Xiaorong was least able to deal with. The quiet and introverted boy always asked Yu Xiaorong to go around, but Luo Binhan didn't feel the need to adjust. Judging from his sister's past record, at least a lively and talkative pervert is more likely to show off than a cautious and taciturn pervert.
"Why did you suddenly remember that Zhou Yu was here?" He asked curiously, "Have you seen him?"
"No."
"Then why do you say he wants me to help him?"
"I'm just assuming." Yu Xiaorong replied impatiently, "There are always a lot of people asking for your help, right? Your phone keeps ringing every day."
"Zhou Yu has never asked me for help." Luo Binhan said, "He is a medical student. He doesn't drink, smoke, do business, and won't fight with others in nightclubs. He would never need me for anything."
"But his fiancée disappeared, right? He asked you to help find her?"
Luo Binhan suddenly became suspicious. Zhou Yu's disappearance was not the kind of thing that Yu Qingshu would be willing to tell Yu Xiaorong.
"Where did you hear that? Eavesdropping on your mother's phone calls?"
"I didn't," Yu Xiaorong said sternly, as if Luo Binhan had accused her of doing something she had never done before, "I found it from your social media. You sent a reward message, and the contact information includes the two of you. And you said in her description that she might be wearing a ring - an engagement ring."
"Well said, how do you know that's not my fiancée?"
Yu Xiaorong replied in a tone that was undoubtedly contemptuous: "Don't say stupid things. Mom will set off fireworks all night long."
Luo Binhan painfully admitted that what she said was true. But a small twinge of doubt still buzzed in his mind.
"The missing girl is his fiancée, Rongrong," he reminded, "but she was also my friend. I am not doing Zhou Yu a favor by offering a reward for her. Moreover, even if I am doing Zhou Yu a favor , that’s not a big deal. I have no reason not to help him.”
He was waiting for Yu Xiaorong to reveal more information. Maybe she found some clues while peeking at his social updates - she was indeed very good at this; or maybe someone found her and mentioned Zhou Yu to her. He is now I can think of three or four names that do this. Zhou Yu is his friend, but that doesn't mean everyone around him likes Zhou Yu. In fact, the two may happen to be causally related.
Luo Binhan has always tried his best to maintain a balance, not letting his family affairs interfere with Zhou Yu, and not letting news about Zhou Yu spread to become a talking point for relatives. He knew that gossip could never be avoided, and he could only control it to a less annoying level, like sweeping all the cookie crumbs under the carpet. This is usually enough, because Zhou Yu's verbal slander against others is horribly slow. Some people can be stung by a bowl of beans all night long despite ten layers of quilts, but Zhou Yu probably thinks that there is no essential difference between Wandou Pond and Simmons, as long as they are both sold in the bedding section.
However, Luo Binhan himself is a quite sensitive person. He could sleep together on a sheet covered with peas, but he couldn't stand the idea of this trick being used on Yu Xiaorong. He will be angry. He knows that he will be furious. If someone makes a call to Regenberg to make irresponsible remarks about Zhou Yu for a will or other purposes, then he must know who did it. of.
"How was your trip to Africa?" Yu Xiaorong asked sarcastically, "Did you find a mysterious tropical insect?"
"Yes. Bugs are magical things. They are very good at imitating the environment and can change almost anything... I also found some interesting plants and I am thinking about starting a sweet business with them."
"You can use it to open a chocolate factory." Yu Xiaorong said. She obviously didn't believe a word of it. Luo Binhan felt that it had something to do with the childhood books that Malcolm bought for her. If only he said that he had discovered a terrifying poison that could turn people into zombies in the African jungle, Yu Xiaorong might buy it.
"I'll show you," he said. "When you get back from the beach? I'll show you the candy trees in Africa - and then again, no one asked your mother about me?"
"You mean from your side?"
"I guess they're the only ones interested in this."
"No. No one has contacted us."
Yu Xiaorong's voice sounded unabashed, but Luo Binhan knew that she could lie without blinking an eye. He asked: "No one mentioned Zhou Yu to you?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"I just didn't expect you to mention him." Luo Binhan said carefully in a cheerful tone, "You didn't care what kind of friends I had before, Rongrong. How could you think of him?"
He tried his best to make these words sound like casual conversation rather than prying eyes, so as not to arouse the rebellious spirit of the adolescent girl opposite him. But Yu Xiaorong still asked immediately: "What do you mean?"
"Just curious." Luo Binhan said innocently.
"I told you no one has ever looked for mom. I found it myself." Yu Xiaorong said unhappily, "Mom said you went to Africa alone, so I took a look at the traces you left on social networking sites before leaving - —”
"You pay really close attention, Flurry. You must know that all the words I send out are square characters."
"I can find someone to translate for me." Yu Xiaorong said slightly proudly, "And this is the most suspicious thing you did before going to Africa."
Calling the search for a missing girl a "suspicious thing" is very characteristic of Yu Xiaorong's behavior. Luo Binhan declared: "I didn't leave because the girl disappeared."
"Then what's the reason you plan to tell mom?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
"You haven't made it up yet, have you?"
Yu Xiaorong made a clear nasal sound to express her doubts. Of course Luo Binhan couldn't let her know that he had guessed correctly. He swore over and over that there was a very good reason for it, but he couldn't say it right away because it was so wonderful and incredible that he had to tell them face to face. He wouldn't divulge a word of the story right now, because when he got off the phone he would go to Momolo and Falk to help make up the best one.
"I believe in your words very much," Yu Xiaorong said dryly, "just like I believe in the ideals of politicians."
Luo Binhan said sadly: "How could my brother lie to you! My brother and your government are different!"
"Then maybe you could tell me which country in Africa you went to? You must have a photo or two from there, right?"
"I can't say." Luo Binhan refused reservedly, "It's a matter of confidentiality. Everyone who understands understands it. If you don't understand, I can't help it. This is all for your own good."
Forbidden words started popping up on the other end of the call.
"Brother, I don't understand your German." Luo Binhan said cheerfully, "I'm done, Velvet. See you next week!"
He hung up the phone and switched his phone to do not disturb mode. When he was sure that Yu Xiaorong or Yu Qingshu didn't call again, he relaxed and walked out of the guest room. Jing Huang still occupied his bedroom and his wife, so Luo Binhan walked over and knocked on the door.
"Do you need room service?" he asked loudly.
"Get out!" Jing Huang replied from inside.
From this quick and decisive response, Luo Binhan judged that he and Zhou Yu were not doing anything dangerous, at least not something that would blow up his bedroom. So he contentedly walked aside and touched Fuck, who was squatting motionless in the corner.
"I need a favor from you," he said to Falk.
Fuck moved his ears, regaining the movement that a dog should have from the statue-like stillness. Luo Binhan said: "Can you let me remember all the situations in the African jungle at once?"
"Do you want the whole story?" Falk asked rhetorically.
Its seriousness made Luo Binhan suddenly afraid to agree. He thought about it carefully and decided that it was not worth consuming all his limited brain capacity on infinite exotic customs.
"No," he corrected, "I just have to deal with one person. My sister, she is very interested in the reason why I disappeared. And she is very difficult... She has been very good at asking about things since she was a child. If I am not prepared carefully enough, , she can easily see through it."
"What happens if she finds out?" Falk asked.
Luo Binhan hasn't thought about this problem yet. He never considered telling anyone what happened to him or using it to make any changes. But what if Yu Xiaoxian knew about it? Couldn't he show his own sister the truth about the world?
"Of course not!" Luo Binhan said to himself categorically, "She is Yu Xiaorong, and she will resurrect Hitler."
"Well, she probably won't," Falk said.
"You don't know her at all." Luo Binhan said earnestly, "Anyway, don't let her get involved in this matter. This girl has had a talent since she was a child."
"Does your sister have any special talents, Mr. Luo?" Momolo asked expectantly, "If Miss Yu has a talent for fighting, maybe she can become my human body!"
"She is especially liked by bad people." Luo Binhan said, "The more perverted a man is, the easier it is for him to like her! Mo, listen to my advice, you will not be happy together. Don't think about this."
"That's just because Miss Yu is very popular with everyone! Because Mr. Luo, you also have a good relationship with your sister!"
"I also want to have a choice!" Luo Binhan said painfully.
"If you just want to hide this from your sister," Falk said, "there's someone else who can help you."
"who?"
"Magic sword."
Luo Binhan shook his head. Strangely enough, he was deeply impressed by such a suspicious name as "Zhenwei", but he couldn't connect her with her more famous title. Perhaps that was because she was too similar to Zhou Yu, which prevented him from giving her such a chivalrous title.
"You mean Chen Wei can help me?" he asked, "about my sister?"
The black dog nodded.
"But how can she help me? She doesn't even know my sister."
"She knows about your sister. Now her disciples are your sister's neighbors."
Luo Binhan glared at Fake: "...I have never heard of this."
"A little protection." Fake said seriously, "I also knew about it not long ago."
Luo Binhan was very doubtful about the definition of "soon" in the mouth of the dog in front of him. But no matter what, it's always good to hear that Yu Xiaorong is being protected, let alone being protected by a student of intergalactic vigilantes. He immediately asked Fuck eagerly: "She still has disciples? Isn't she her granddaughter?"
"That's all I know," Farke said.
"Is it from our place? Or from the young master's place?"
"Uh, none of them. Judging from the characteristic values, she should be from Baihe."
"Then why does she appear here with us?"
Farke squatted majestically like a dog statue. Luo Binhan looked at him in confusion for a while, and finally realized that this silence meant that the other party did not intend to answer.
"Okay," he said in compromise, "then can she help me get Yu Xiaorong? Doesn't she need me to memorize a copy of "The Encyclopedia of African Jungle Knowledge"? I can't think of what kind of words to make up to satisfy my sister."
"She can hypnotize," Falk said.
Luo Binhan had to admit that this sounded too attractive. He tried to look more serious and worried: "What kind of hypnosis? Are there any side effects?"
"It doesn't appear from the past records that there will be any damage. If you're worried, it's best to go to the Magic Sword first to confirm."
"You're not sure either?"
"There's no physiological data to support it."
"Is this magic?"
"You can say that."
Luo Binhan believed that Fake's tone was undoubtedly dealing with an ordinary local rich second-generation ape. However, speaking of hypnotic magic, he remembered how he was kidnapped by a group of nuns. He was indeed in a daze at that time, letting others believe whatever he said - but it was not a natural state, more like drunkenness or sleepwalking. He couldn't let Yu Xiaorong become like that.
He told Farke his concerns, and Farke didn't seem worried at all. He explained to Luo Binhan that electromagnetic signal hints can indeed cause many primitive creatures to enter a specific state of neurological disorder when fully exposed, but it is a rather simple and crude method. Affected organisms either die due to excessive signal interference, or they can develop certain resistances over time. In any case, this control method is the same as using electrical signals to implant pseudo-memory data. The principle is simple, but it can only be effective in the short term because they cannot withstand the logical test of the controlled person itself. Since they do not fundamentally change the way the subject thinks, they cannot permanently induce belief in a piece of information that violates obvious truth. When the controlled person's thinking discovers contradictions, the information formed by external interference will be clearly exposed, and in the controlled person's perception it will be like...
"Someone is talking in your head." Luo Binhan said.
Farke nodded. Luo Binhan couldn't help but look around the entire living room. He found no trace of Miffy, only the empty container on the TV cabinet. He would find this cannibal later.
"So," he said, "what if this is 'magic'? I'm going to believe six impossible things before breakfast?"
"There will be inconsistency in thinking. For areas that are not designated, the thinking will not show any abnormality. It will only show cognitive disorder when it comes to defined matters. However, this can also be achieved through surgery."
"I won't do any surgery on my sister." Luo Binhan said, "I just don't want her to ask me about African insects. I guess the magic of the sword can help me do this? Don't let her brain change. Don't make her confused either. As long as every time she sees me, the question of 'where did I come back from' will automatically disappear from her head and become a bottomless black hole..."
Luo Binhan was suddenly stunned. He shook his head quickly and found that Yaleriga was always staring at him.
"Nothing," he said. "It sounds interesting. I think it's a good idea, but it would be best to talk to Fajian first. Where is she now? Can I go find her tonight?"
The bedroom door opened behind him. Although it was unnecessary, Luo Binhan still leaned down slightly and listened to Fake's answer as if he was stealing a secret.
