Lanrou didn't react for a long time. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Death Night!"
Only the legendary Dead Night can do this.
You must know that Dead Night used to maintain a completely victorious attitude, but a year or two ago, Dead Night failed a mission.
Later, I don't know what happened, but suddenly disappeared.
"You guessed it right, Feng Lin is a member of Dead Night." Lan He explained calmly.
"That guy Feng Lin is actually..." Lan Rou was so excited that she couldn't express it in words.
Number one in the dead night.
The death doctor is her idol.
A godlike man.
"Grandpa! What's Feng Lin's number?"
Lan Rou still looked angry, squatting next to Lan He, grabbing his arm and asking.
"I don't know, it should be farther back, around number 567."
Lan He's face suddenly became solemn, "I told you because you are Feng Lin's fiancée. Remember, no one can tell, including your father!"
"I know!"
Lanrou put her hands in front of her with a look of infatuation, "If I marry Feng Lin, won't I be able to see my idol? Feng Lin must have a way to contact the death doctor."
Then, Lanrou shook her head vigorously.
Can not be done.
You are already Feng Lin's wife, how can you call other men your idols?
"Ah! I'm so confused."
Lanrou grabbed her hair and muttered here.
Lan He shook his head slightly, lay down on the rocking chair again, and closed his eyes.
…
Feng Lin crossed his legs and sat on the sofa watching TV.
Xu Ruoying was sitting next to him, and her cell phone rang every few minutes.
"If you find it annoying, just turn off the phone."
Feng Lin knew without guessing that it must have been her parents who called.
"How about we go back?"
Xu Ruoying asked tentatively. After all, they were still her parents. She was not a stone-hearted person, so how could she be so ruthless.
"You can take a call first if you like."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"good!"
Xu Ruoying stared at her phone, and sure enough, a minute later, another call came in.
It was Wang Qin.
She took a deep breath and pressed the answer button, "Hello!"
"Xiaoying! My good daughter, please come back. Mom knows she was wrong. Come back quickly."
Wang Qin was crying over there, her voice becoming hoarse.
"Why should I go back? Now I'm married to Feng Lin."
While Xu Ruoying was speaking, she secretly glanced at Feng Lin.
"Okay! Mom agrees. You are free to decide who you marry. I will never force you again."
Wang Qin agreed on the spot, "Come back soon."
"Okay! This is what you said."
After Xu Ruoying finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She smiled at Feng Lin and said, "She agreed that I won't marry Song Keming."
"Congratulations."
Feng Lin nodded.
"I'm going back now, are you going?" Xu Ruoying stood up and asked.
"No need, seeing them affects my mood." Feng Lin shook his head and continued, "You go and finish your work first, and then tell me the news about my mother."
Xu Ruoying's face was slightly startled, and she nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll go back first."
After Feng Lin sent Xu Ruoying away, he sent a message to Lan He, telling him that the matter with the Xu family could be over.
He was lying on the sofa and just stretched when he heard the sound of a car.
"Feng Lin!"
Lan Rou opened the door with a smile and walked in quickly. She looked around and asked strangely: "Niu... where is Xu Ruoying?"
"I've gone back. Her family's affairs are almost over." Feng Lin replied.
"It's just a good thing she's not here."
Lan Rou sat on the sofa, looked at Feng Lin's face, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you from Death Night?"
Feng Lin was startled, that Lan He actually told her this matter.
"It just depends on your expression. What's your number? Grandpa said you might be further back. What's your number?"
Lan Rou grabbed Feng Lin's arm with some excitement.
"I... am No. 6."
It seems that Lan He just told her that he was from Dead Night and did not reveal his true identity.
"It turns out to be No. 6! Then do you have a way to contact the death doctor? He is your No. 1." Lan Rou asked.
Feng Lin frowned, "Why are you looking for him?"
"Feng Lin... don't be jealous. In fact, he is my idol and a real unsung hero. I just want to chat with him for a few words, that's all."
Lan Rou raised three fingers and swore, "I can swear that I will never do anything sorry to you."
Feng Lin sighed helplessly. He hadn't confirmed his identity yet, so he just said this.
"I can't contact him either. He has disappeared since Dead Night was disbanded. I heard he went abroad to relax."
Feng Lin was talking about himself. If his father hadn't lied to him that he wouldn't live long, he might still be abroad now.
"Then can you tell us about his personality? I'm very interested!"
Lanrou put her hands in front of her, looking like a nymphomaniac.
"As a person? He is...very handsome, indescribably handsome, tall, and masculine. Anyway, he is a perfect person."
Feng Lin sighed deeply, "Sorry, I have lived with him for so many years, and I really can't find a single flaw in him."
"Wow!"
Lanrou exclaimed and leaned on the sofa, her eyes filled with stars.
Worthy of being an idol!
"Then...what happened that year? Why did he disband Dead Night?" Lan Rou asked again.
Feng Lin's eyes looked into the distance. In fact, this matter was not a secret.
The country, as well as the top brass of the Secret Legion, all know about this.
"It's okay to tell you, but you have to keep it a secret."
"Don't worry! I swear! I won't tell you until I die!" Lanrou raised three fingers again.
Feng Lin took a deep breath and explained calmly: "Only during the last 3S-level mission did he know that No. 3 on Dead Night was an undercover agent of the enemy."
"What? Is there such a person in the dead night?" Lan Rou covered her mouth in shock.
"Well, Number Three is Death Night's brain. She is very smart. She planned all our mission plans. She was once the most trusted person of Death Night."
Feng Lin nodded, with a biting chill in his voice, "But she is a traitor, and she stole almost all the intelligence of the Secret Legion, causing it heavy losses."
Just now Feng Lin said that he was No. 6, because No. 6 died in order to save the remaining members.
He always thought that he was sorry for these people. It was all his connivance and negligence that allowed No. 3 to steal information so easily.
The state did not punish him or even blame him.
But he still had no shame in staying there any longer.
Lan Rou also fell silent. No wonder the Dead Night Club was disbanded for no reason.
"Feng Lin, I'm here this time to introduce you to a job." Lan Rou noticed Feng Lin's indifferent expression and said with a smile: "Don't you have a job? Can you be a teacher?"
Feng Lin raised his eyebrows, then nodded with a smile, "That's fine."
"I knew you would agree. You are from Dead Night, so you must be very strong. You can be a physical education teacher."
Lan Rou had already planned to contact Feng Lin.
But she still had to make sure that Feng Lin was a person. She was not a fool. She would marry herself off so easily.
"But I don't like sports. I can teach foreign languages. I am proficient in eight languages."
Feng Linzheng said, glanced at the messages on his phone, and frowned slightly, "I want to go to Xu's house."