"Xiaoyang, what's wrong?"

Seeing Xiao Yang's worries, Lin Mohan put down the information in his hand, got out of bed and came over.

Xiao Yang raised his head, looked at Lin Mohao and smiled slightly. "It's all right. I solved it when I met someone who wanted to kill me at night."

"What?!"

Hearing Xiao Yang's answer, Lin Moho looked at him in amazement, and then examined him from top to bottom.

"Are you okay? Are there any injuries? What the hell is going on?

She asked three questions in one breath.

"It's all right. Don't be nervous. They can't hurt me yet."

Xiao Yang pulled her felt, walked to...