Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

Chu Shian looked down at the blood that was slowly flowing to his feet, then looked up at the strange white back facing her. The panic at the first meeting gradually calmed down, and besides, she always felt that the woman's faint sobbing sound was somewhat familiar. Chu Shian frowned, and said with a little alert: "Who are you." The woman in white seemed to be frightened as well, and turned her head in panic.

Zhang Zijiang squatted on the ground with a pale face full of tears, his eyes still frightened. "Miss Zhang, why are you here?" Chu Shi'an frowned in some doubt, his eyes slowly falling, but he saw blood stains on the white dress in front of Zhang Zijiang. When Zhang Zijiang saw Chu Shian, he breathed a sigh of relief. The panic in his eyes slowly disappeared, but turned into grief: "I..." The tears in his eyes have been dripping down his chin to the ground, and Zhang Zijiang was choked with speechless tears. Looking at Chu Shian.

Chu Shian walked two steps closer, his eyes widened, and he saw a **** puppy lying in front of Zhang Zijiang. The skin on his body was almost completely stripped, revealing the flesh with blood vessels, and all the blood on the ground. On the side there is a small dirt pit that is half dug. Zhang Zijiang's hands were all soil, and all the nails that were carefully managed were broken, and there were blood stains on her head. It is unknown whether her own hands were injured or blood stains on the ground.

"The wheat is dead." Zhang Zijiang looked at Chu Shi'an, closed his eyes slightly, the tears in his eyes rushed down, and he couldn't cry. "What's going on?" Chu Shian looked at the puppies on the ground who couldn't bear to look directly at the dead dog. "It's my elder brother. When the rice gave birth to wheat and straw, he killed the straw and hanged it in front of the rice. Now he also killed the wheat. He is a cruel devil." Zhang Zijiang gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed. Hate and a bit miserable, turned around and continued to dig pits with his hands.

Chu Shi was stunned, thinking of Zhang Ziyu who had met today, that lanky and wretched man. She sighed lightly, walked to Zhang Zijiang's side and squatted down, looked at the puppy beside her, showing unbearable expression, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaojiang, who had been digging a hole with her head down. The fingers of the delicate skin and tender flesh were scratched by the stones in the soil, leaving a trail of blood stains, tears dripping on the cut wound, Chu Shian reached out and grabbed her hand to stop her movement.

Zhang Xiaojiang did not struggle, his body trembled slightly and choked softly, and Chu Shian held her hand with his head down. Chu Shian took a blue checkered handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped her hand, and said softly and melancholy: "I'm coming." Then he reached out and dug in the small pit. Zhang Zijiang looked up at Chu Shi'an with teary eyes, watching her straighten up, frowning, her eyes closed and her lips pursing slightly, the dim light from the small street lamp next to the small garden poured on Chu Shi'an.

The two buried the puppy in silence. Zhang Zijiang squatted down on the ground and looked left and right for a while, then stood up and dug up a flower from the side, and buried it on the small soil bag. Chu Shian watched her movements silently, without speaking.

"Thank you for helping me." Zhang Zijiang raised his hand and wiped away his tears. He raised his head and smiled reluctantly, and looked at the little dwarf bag aside with a dim look in his eyes. "You're welcome, go back to rest and change into clothes." Chu Shian thought about it, slowly raised his hand and patted Zhang Zijiang on the shoulder. "Miss Chu, I... can I hug you." Zhang Zijiang looked down at the ground, his hands nervously tugging at the clothes. Chu Shian was stunned, with a bit of surprise in her clear eyes. She didn't expect Zhang Zijiang to make such a request. Although it was a bit difficult, she understood her current mood. She nodded gently and stretched out her hand.

Zhang Zijiang sniffed and plunged into Chu Shian's arms, and the tears that he could not easily stop began to flow again. "It's okay, don't be sad." Chu Shian dropped his hand to the side, letting Zhang Zijiang hug her tightly, softly comforting. "I hate him, he is cruel and ruthless, but he is my elder brother, he has always been like this since he was a child, cruelly hurting small animals. I have quarreled with him countless times, and I did everything possible to guard him, but I still let him He hurt Straw and Xiaomi. They died because I didn't protect them properly. I'm really sad." Zhang Zijiang hugged Chu Shian's waist tightly, his face pressed against her shoulder, tears soaked little by little. Wet her clothes.

"It's already happened, don't be so sad." Chu Shian never knew how to comfort people. She straightened and lowered her head slightly, slowly raised her hand hanging by the side, and patted Zhang Zijiang on the back.

"Who, where are you doing?" A voice suddenly rang, and then a bright light flashed over and shone on the two embracing people. Zhang Zijiang let go, and stood in front of Chu Shian with his head bowed, and wiped his tears. Two figures came from not far away. The two tall bodyguards in black suits who were faxed by the world were shocked when they saw Chu Shian and Zhang Zijiang. They removed the flashlights: "It turns out that it's a young lady. I should go back to rest early. Right." The two bodyguards looked at Zhang Zijiang and Chu Shian, and said in a daze.

"Well, I see, I'll go back now." Zhang Zijiang lowered his head without letting the two bodyguards see his tears, and stretched out the corner of Lachu Shian's clothes to signal her to go back. "En, go back." Chu Shian stood in front of Zhang Zijiang, took off his coat and put it on Zhang Zijiang to cover the blood stains on the white dress, and half helped her walk back.

After sending Zhang Zijiang to the door of her room, Chu Shian leaned down and said: "Get a good rest, good night." He turned and left. Only when his legs were raised, Zhang Zijiang grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Miss Chu, Wait." "Well?" Chu Shian looked back at Zhang Zijiang suspiciously. "Your clothes." Zhang Zijiang's eyes were red and swollen, and with tears on his face, he took off his coat and handed it to Chu Shian. "Okay, you rest." Chu Shian took the clothes she handed over before leaving. Zhang Zijiang watched her back and never entered the room, and stood at the door a little dazedly.

Chu Shian entered the room and creptly closed the door, looked at the figure lying on the bed, gently climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside An Shijin. Just inadvertently touched An Shijin's arm, it was cold. Chu Shian tilted his head to look at the person with closed eyes and shallow breathing, raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly. When Chu Shian lay down and closed his eyes, An Shijin slowly opened his eyes, and gently leaned over to hold her hand, rubbed his nose against Chu Shian's clothes, and then frowned and raised his head. , There was a faint strange fragrance on this person. After humming lightly, An Shijin slapped Chu Shian's hand with his own hand, and when the smell faded, he hugged her hand again.