The whole empire is urging me to marry again [Interstellar]

"I do not understand what you are saying."

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and there was a few seconds of silence before the handsome guy spoke.

These subtle reactions have actually sold himself.

He seemed to accept my scrutinizing gaze calmly, but there was a complex light dancing in the depths of his eyes.

I intuitively judged that he should be a little nervous.

The situation is in my favor.

"Cleanliness." I slowly curled my lips and said unhurriedly, "Since I've stood here, you've spent half a minute washing your hands, and another half a minute wiping your hands. This habit and taking the initiative to do housework, The one in my family who never let go of every strand of hair is very similar."

"People are similar." The handsome guy answered quickly this time, as if he had already thought of a set of rhetoric in his mind.

But, will I be fooled by him so easily?

"No." I said softly, "It was me who reversed the order of cause and effect. He didn't do the housework so carefully because of his cleanliness, but to ensure that he would not leave a hair or a fingerprint. Scrubbing every corner of the house meticulously and repeatedly gives people the illusion that he is a clean freak."

The handsome guy moved his lips slightly, and said to me again: "In my opinion, this cause and effect are all cleanliness, there is no difference."

"There's a big difference." I looked at him with a correct gaze, and my smile deepened, "He can't leave any flaws, because if anyone suspects, if you compare these hairs with fingerprints, it will be very difficult for you to see." It will be found that the test results do not match the records of Rawson Donouet in the repository."

The handsome guy is very meticulous in his work. During the three-day holiday after the wedding, he didn't leave even a trace of skin flakes, and he didn't even give me a chance to get close so that I could try to get even a hair from him.

However, there is always a sparseness in a hundred secrets.

"Actually, I have your hair." I threw a bomb, which successfully made his pupils shrink, and his hands clenched subconsciously. It was difficult to maintain even the surface calm.

"Remember when we first met, you accidentally hugged me, and I snatched a hair from your clothes."

handsome guy:"……"

"Ah, but this hair is of no use to me. At most, it can only prove that you are not Rosen Donouet, but not that you are a hidden spy." I folded my arms lazily, looked over, "I can conclude that it is because I saw you waiting for someone on Golden Rose Street that day, and it happened that the Third Fleet captured a federal spy on Silver Moon Street next door that day."

The handsome man pursed his lips into a line, and the emotional fluctuations in the depths of his eyes became more obvious.

I smiled more and more tenderly: "That's why I appeared on Golden Rose Street that day, pretending to be dumped by a non-existent boyfriend, lost my mind and almost crashed into someone else's aircraft, and was saved by you. In this way, the two of us were involved in the same accident, so it doesn't look like we were deliberately waiting on the Golden Rose Street, thus dispelling the Third Fleet's suspicion of you."

The handsome guy finally looked at me, his eyes flickering in disbelief: "...you arranged all of these?"

"Yo, don't pretend not to know me anymore?" I looked at him with a smile.

The handsome guy pursed his lips again, his voice a little dry: "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary actor (actress)." I blinked my eyes in confusion, "Oh, at most I'm an actor with some connections."

After all, with "Feng" in the name, there is a little privilege.

The handsome guy looked at me indifferently: "You deliberately arranged an accident to approach me and found out my identity as a spy. Why didn't you hand me over to the Imperial Army?"

"Why did I hand you over to the Imperial Army?" I asked him back, "After finally saving you from the Third Fleet, I turned around and handed you over to the Army. Am I out of my mind? It's thankless to do so about?"

handsome guy:"……"

I shrugged: "I'm just curious about you, and I just want to observe you more. Who knows that handsome guy, you are so ruthless to the savior. I have no choice but to take the initiative to stop you today."

The handsome guy opened his mouth with difficulty, as if gritting his back molars, and said, "I don't remember that we had a more 'in-depth' communication, please take that word back."

Which word, pull-hang-ruthless?

I smiled and said nothing.

Sure enough, as I thought, the handsome guy is still a pure virgin.

The handsome guy took a deep breath and recovered his indifferent expression: "The one who married you is Rosen Donoint, not Jojo Ragut. As Jojo Ragut, I don't know you, and I don't know you. Please don't pester me in the future."

He took a step forward, exuding a dangerous deterrence all over his body, which was slightly inconsistent with his status as a federal major, let alone him as a second lieutenant of the empire.

That's not something ordinary lieutenants and school officers can do.

Ordinary people encounter an evolved person with an S-level physique and above unleashing their coercion. It is estimated that there is already a two-way battle, and they dare not look directly at it.

The handsome guy wants to scare me away, but how can I let him do what he wants?

I blinked and pointed behind him: "Look what that is."

The handsome guy didn't look back, he was still exhaling: "You don't have to play tricks with me."

"Small explosive device." I looked at him regretfully, "If you don't believe me, you can look back, there is one in every corner of this bathroom, and the detonator is on me."

The handsome guy paused for a moment, and quickly glanced back. I followed his gaze and looked at the corner, under the sink, and the curtain hooks... If he lifted the lid of the trash can, he would see another one there.

He stared at me suspiciously.

I changed the center of gravity of my legs, leaned against the door more comfortably, and smiled: "I have put a lot of effort into bringing you here."

handsome guy:"……"

"I met a serious gentleman at the memorial service, oh, the one who chatted with you just now. When he chatted with me awkwardly, he mentioned a food he loved very much, which was the three-cornered tauren meat produced by Waterstar. It happened that one of the waiters working in the theater was a fan of mine, so I asked him to put this kind of exotic animal meat on the long table on the left side of the theater. As long as Mr. Serious is not blind, he will go over and taste it. It's a state banquet, and chefs from star-rated hotels are in charge of it. It's impossible for the taste to be bad. And Mr. Serious is just an ambitious young man who wants to make progress. When he sees a federal representative with a military rank similar to his, there is a 90% chance of meeting him. Go strike up a conversation."

I said this in one breath, and deliberately glanced at the handsome guy.

The handsome guy just said coldly: "And then?"

"Then I asked the waiter to put a row of snow-foamed champagne next to the three-cornered tauren meat. This kind of wine has a light taste and is not easy to get drunk. It is suitable for drinking when talking. However, it has a disadvantage, that is... easy to make people Physiological needs arise."

In layman's terms, it is easy to make people feel the urge to urinate.

"The bathroom on the left aisle is the closest to you, and you have a 99% chance of choosing to enter here." I observed his expression and said, "In order to prevent the remaining 1%, you ran in a big circle. Possibility of the lavatory on the right, I also had the waiter kindly put up a 'cleaning' sign on the door of the lavatory on the right."

I saw the corner of the handsome guy's mouth twitch a bit, he seemed to be holding back and holding back, before he said: "...you are sick!"

I spread my hands, blinked innocently and said: "Honey, you forgot that we had a pre-marital physical examination not long ago. Would you not know if I was sick?"

The handsome guy couldn't calm down anymore: "You spent so much time trapping me here, what the hell are you trying to do?!"

"Is your face now your own face?" I didn't answer his question, but asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

He said coldly: "This has nothing to do with you."

"Jojo Ragut should be your real name." I looked at him and said, "When you say that name, your reaction is the most natural. I'm not sure if Rosen Donouet is still alive, But I guess you should know each other, if you want to replace him, you must be similar in age, figure, and outline, and you must also have a certain degree of understanding of his personality and hobbies."

"Of course he's still alive..." Realizing that he almost slipped his tongue out of haste, the handsome guy, perhaps he should be called Qiao He Ragut, quickly stopped talking, but his eyes became colder.

"Oh, he's still alive." I exaggeratedly let out a sigh of relief, "That's great, we can ask him to go with us to the notary office to change the name on the marriage certificate."

Qiao He looked at me like she was looking at a psychopath.

"What are you going to do?" Qiao He's face was filled with anger.

"Of course I wanted to catch you, and—"

Before I finished speaking, a light blade as thin as a cicada's wing was pressed against my throat, and Qiao Hesen's cold breath came to my face: "You forgot, even if you set up a net, there is still a breakthrough. ——This breakthrough point is you.”

I tilted my neck slightly, meeting his gaze.

"Hand over the detonator." He stared at me coldly, "And I would like to advise you, if you are smart, you will be misled by your cleverness, and the villain will die because of talking too much."

"That's two sentences, handsome guy." I corrected him.

"Do not talk nonsense."

The sharp edge was pressed against my skin, and there was a slight itch when it was rubbed, and the liquid flowed out along the blood line, which made me itch even more.

I didn't panic because of his threat, instead I said with a grin: "Handsome guy, did you forget something?"

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