Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Team Joe, it's against the law to bend into a move."

"Quit beaten as a trick?" With a lighter in his hand, he smiled ‘innocently’. "Who saw it? Is there evidence?"

Cheng team choked silently.

Do not follow the rules and regulations, but fortunately this guy did not come to the criminal investigation team.

The Qiao family is a famous family, and the deceased Mrs. Qiao is also a scholar, but she doesn't know how to bring up such an unruly fellow.

The bandits are ridiculous and don't know who they are like.

"Captain, received the report." The colleague in the team hung up the landline and said, "There is a murder case at No. 38, Tianjing Road."

At about nine o'clock, Jiang Zhi received a call from Qiao Nanchu.

He was concise and threw a sentence: "Come to the police station."

Jiang Zhi checked the time.

It was almost nine o'clock, and he wanted to talk to Zhou Xu for a video.

He coughed, melancholy and feeble: "I am weak and will not go out."

Weak ghost!

This guy really thinks he is Lin Daiyu, and Qiao Nanchu is too lazy to listen to his nonsense: "Your wife is here, can you come?"

When Jiang Zhi heard this, he sat up on the couch since childhood: "What's the matter?"

There is no such thing as the crooked illness just now, the tone is very anxious.

Qiao Nanchu came up with interest, and opened his eyes to gossip with him: "She has committed a crime."

Among them, the deepest thought is Jiang Zhi.

At this moment, he was deceived by this casual joke, and his mind was probably blocked by the three words "Zhou Xufang".

He actually said: "You tell her, don't confess your guilt, wait for me to deal with it."

The tone is solemn, not a joke.

He is probably thinking about how to "exempt" Zhou Xufang from crime. Qiao Nanchu is curious: "Tell me, what do you plan to do? Is it planted and framed? Or is it ruined?"

In short, it will not be an upright means.

Jiang Zhi didn't want to tell him more, so he took the car key and walked out: "Let Zhou Xufang take it."

Qiao Nanchu scolded him for a ‘dog thing’, and smiled and said: "You don’t know if you don’t test it, you have no way of looking."

damn thing!

Jiang Zhi scolded him back.

"Don't make fun of Zhou Xufang, I can't afford it."

Qiao Nanchu could see that this guy was pinched by his girlfriend. No kidding, he said solemnly: "There has been a murder on Tianjing Road, and your girlfriend is the reporter."

Jiang Zhi got into the car and put on the Bluetooth headset: "Give the phone to Zhou Xufang."

After a while, the little girl’s joyous voice came on the phone: "Jiang Zhi~"

Jiang Zhi adjusted the sound of the Bluetooth headset, turned the steering wheel with one hand, turned the car back, and asked Zhou Xufang, "Did you make a transcript?"

"Ok."

The car backed out of the parking space. As soon as Jiang Zhi stepped on the gas pedal, he drove fast, and then asked, "Is the person who took the transcript for you fierce? Did he bully you?"

Qiao Nanchu, who was listening on the speakerphone: "..."

What kind of person is this dog?

Zhou Xufang replied: "No, the eldest brother is very good, and he gave me instant noodles."

When Jiang Zhi heard this, he became angry: "They only give you instant noodles?"

Zhou Xufang: "No, there are ham and duck necks."

Qiao Nanchu couldn't listen anymore, took the cigarette and lighter, and went out to smoke.

Zhou Xufang turned off the hands-free and told Jiang Zhi that the duck neck and ham were delicious.

"When I get home, I'll buy it for you." Leaving aside the duck neck and ham, Jiang Zhi asked her, "You went to Tianjing Road again to deliver food?"

"Ok."

This sinister world is dangerous everywhere.

She can't help but work.

Jiang Zhi thought briefly: "Tomorrow you will go to the studio with me as a group performance."

"Oh."

"I'll be at the police station right away. You ask Nan Chu to find you a place to rest and wait for me to pass."

"Okay." Zhou Xufang agreed and asked, "Are you driving?"

Jiang Zhi hummed, turned the steering wheel, turned a corner, and drove into the national highway. He drove fast, and the wind rushed in from outside the car window, and Zhou Xufang could hear the sound.

How can I drive so fast!

"You go faster and slower." She immediately read the traffic slogan, "There are thousands of roads, safety first, irregular driving, and tears for loved ones."

"...Not soon."

"Don't call, drive well."

After speaking, Zhou Xufang directly hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Forget it, drive slowly.

It was late at night, and none of the criminal investigation team got off work. They had just returned from the scene of the crime and were reporting the case.

"The deceased Chen Li, 26 years old, female, worked as a bartender."

A few photos of the scene were posted on the mobile whiteboard and a few synopses were made.

Deputy Xing team marked the key points with a pen and continued: "The autopsy report has not come out yet. It is inferred from the scene photos that it should be a homicide. There is no trace of being turned over in the house. The possibility of robbery can basically be ruled out. Moreover, the door lock is intact. There is no trace of struggling, it is very likely that an acquaintance committed the crime."

"The wound is clean, the murderer may be a male." Cheng Team asked, "What about the murder weapon?"

Deputy Xing team pointed to a photo: "It should be this fruit knife. It has been sent to the Forensic Department for testing."

The results of forensic examinations and forensic examinations have not come out, and there is no breakthrough yet.

Team Cheng knocked on the table and thought about it, and first assigned the task: "Zhiwen, you take someone to visit the community where the crime occurred, and ask if there are any abnormalities recently, and if the deceased has had any enemies with others."

"Little Zhong, you go to the bar where the deceased worked."

"Gangzi, check the deceased's personal account, call records, and social relations."

"Zhang Wen, you continue the case with Luo Changde."

After explaining one by one, Team Cheng got up, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to call for work: "Okay, let's get off work first." After all arrangements were made, he remembered that there was another person, "Nan Chu, you help me send the reporter go back."

"No need," Qiao Nanchu raised his chin in the direction of the door. "The family of the reporter is here."

Zhou Xufang immediately stood up from his chair: "Jiang Zhi."

He walked fast and brought a gust of wind in: "Are you scared?"

"No."

The helmet delivered by Zhou Xufang was still on the table.

Jiang Zhi took her helmet with one hand, and held her with the other, and said, "I will take you away."

Team Cheng said yes.

Qiao Nanchu glanced at Jiang Zhi: "My car has been sent for repairs, take me for a ride."

He took his cell phone and dialed a number: "Lin night late, come over to the police station." After that, he hung up and said to Qiao Nanchu, "Call the driver for you."

Qiao Nanchu: "Go away."

Jiang Zhi took his girlfriend and left.

The car was parked far, and there was some way to go. Zhou Xufang was led, absent-mindedly, wandering.

It was cold at night, Jiang Zhi put on her helmet and wrapped his scarf around her neck: "What are you thinking?"

"case."

"The case, let the police think about it."

Zhou Xufang doesn't think so. She is very serious and serious: "To build a harmonious society, we are all responsible."

"..."

Since she started watching TV series, her vocabulary has grown more than a circle and opened up many new worlds.

Fortunately, she is much more cheerful than before, and she is less afraid of people.

Jiang Zhi asked, "Then what did you think of?"

She showed him the secret photo of the deceased on her phone: "Is that her? The guest who struck up with you last time."

Jiang Zhi glanced around and recognized: "It's her."

"I've heard her talking on the phone with others, as if she was talking about a murder. The deceased said that she had handled the body and asked a man named Han to pay her." She asked Jiang Zhi, "Will she just be caught?" This Mr. Han killed?"

Before Jiang Zhi said, she began to guess. The speed and tone of her speech were exactly the same as those of the protagonist in a detective drama: "They are plotting a major event. After the event is completed, Mr. Han is afraid of leaking the wind, so he will The murder is gone."

Jiang Zhi touched her little face and praised: "The analysis makes sense."

Zhou Xufang, who was praised, was of course very excited: "This is how it is performed in TV dramas."

"What you hear, I will tell Nan Chu to let the police investigate." Jiang Zhi put two hands on her yellow helmet and looked at her eyes, "Detective Zhou Xufang, you tell me first, you How did you hear the deceased call?"

"..."

Oops, I missed it.

Zhou Xufang was obviously not good at lying. He dodged his gaze from all directions, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "I heard it outside."

"You were downstairs."

On the three-story building, she has trouble with the wind?

Zhou Xufang's head dropped, his helmet crooked: "I have better hearing."

Jiang Zhi refused to let her hide, holding her chin, raising her face: "How good is it?"

Can't make it up...

Zhou Xufang decided to be lenient.

How good is your hearing? She needs to give an example, so she concentrates, puts her ears up, and listens to voices from all directions.

Moreover, she did something to learn, and read out a short paragraph.

"what is this?"

She also learned the voice of a man decently.

"Lipstick, what else can it be?"

This is the voice of a woman.

Zhou Xufang played two roles in the dialogue between a man and a woman. The man stood on the left and said with a thick voice, while the woman stood on the right and pinched the voice.

She learned from women: "Whose lipstick?"

Learn man: "Isn't it yours?"

Studying women: "No."

Learn from a man: "That might be someone who accidentally dropped it,"

The climax is coming, and the emotions burst!

"I'm afraid someone dropped it on purpose."

"What do you mean?"

"You know it in your heart."

"How come I know it in my heart, Liu Tong, don't make trouble without reason."

"parking."

"On the main road, you are almost done."

"parking!"

Following Zhou Xufang's roar.

With a bang, a car suddenly stopped on the road opposite her and Jiang Zhi, only to see a woman in a black down jacket getting off the co-pilot.

"Wang Zhongliang, you are really lacklustre. There is a way to make other women leave lipstick on the car, but you can't admit it." The woman had her red eyes and satirized her boyfriend with guns and sticks. "You are only capable of this."

Her boyfriend was in the car, not getting off, cursing.

"What are you crazy about? Which eye do you see that I have another woman?"

"It's trouble with me too! It's uncomfortable not to fight, right?"

"ill!"

After the man scolded, he threw him off and drove away.

The woman stood by the roadside for a while, squatted down, and cried.

It was a couple arguing. The dialogue that Zhou Xufang read out before was the content of the quarrel between the two. At least half a minute after the quarrel, even if the car drives slowly, the sound is 100 meters away, and there is still wind at night. There are noises of traffic.

"You can hear it all?" Jiang Zhi felt incredible.

Zhou Xufang nodded: "Yeah." She said, "You have to pay attention to it."

Then, she concentrated, continued listening, and continued to repeat.

"Liu Wenhui, what do you mean, you put the lipstick on my car to let my wife discover it on purpose?" Zhou Xu Fangxue said the man's words in a serious and decent way. "We didn't say at the beginning Okay, just play around. You won't get things done. You are playing with me now!"

The car had been driven far away, and she could still hear it.

"You are boring like this—"

Jiang Zhi interrupted her: "It's okay."

Oh.

She stopped and looked at Jiang Zhi.

He was looking at her too, eyes like falling stars in them, bright and hot.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

She clenched her hands and pinched her fingers anxiously: "Am I like a little monster?" Her eyelashes were shaking quickly, a little panic, nervous, and lost.

She wrote all the anxiety and anxiety on her face and eyes.

Jiang Zhi bent down slightly, his eyes as high as hers: "Why a little monster?"

She said: "I am different from others."

The voice is very low.

She was afraid, even inferior.

Jiang Zhi could hear that she didn't like herself who was different from ordinary people. She blamed herself. She blamed all others' intolerance on herself.

She described herself as a little monster.

Jiang Zhi straightened her overwhelming helmet and asked her to show her face: "Have you seen the TV series of Xianxia?"

She nodded: "I have seen it."

"It doesn't have to be a monster," he put his hand on her head, knocked on her helmet and creaked, and said, "Zhou Xufang, you may be a fairy from the sky, and you have come to the world. Because the seal has been lifted, so Mana is boundless."

He is talking nonsense.

Zhou Xufang smiled.

"Jiang Zhi, there are no gods in the world."

Although she loves watching TV series, she also knows that there are many fabricated elements on TV, and she doesn't believe in gods.

Jiang Zhi poked her in the face and poke a small nest on her right cheek: "Then why don't you understand, there are no monsters in the world, only humans blindfolded by evil thoughts."

Zhou Xufang seemed to understand but not understand.

"Even if it's really a monster," Jiang Zhi smiled, the starlight in his eyes overflowed, it was a soft light, "Master Heiwuchang, I have a long life, and I will like little monsters for a long time."

Master Heiwuchang did not fully understand what he said, but Master Heiwuchang understood the last sentence, Jiang Zhi said that he would like her for a long time.

This sentence is enough, she is not greedy.

Regardless of whether there is a fairy or a monster, whether the eyes of the world will be blinded or not, she doesn't care, because Jiang Zhi has her in her eyes.

She has never been so satisfied before, like getting the whole world and the sky full of beautiful stars.

She smiled, her eyes crooked, put on her sweater and hat, and put on Jiang Zhi on tiptoe: "The little monster is going to kiss you, you bow your head."

Jiang Zhi bowed his head.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed him carefully.

The next day, on a rainy day, the temperature in the imperial capital was too low.

At eight in the morning, Tang Xiang drove to the nursing home.

Xiao Qu, the nurse who specializes in taking care of her mother, just came out of the ward, met her and greeted with a smile: "Miss Tang is here."

"Is my mother's mental state okay today?"

"Early in the morning, I asked for paper and pen, and said she wanted to write."

After a few more chats, Tang wanted to put the umbrella on the umbrella stand, opened the door and entered the ward.

"mom."

Ms. He lay on the foam cushion on the ground, pouting her **** while writing something, then raised her head and wanted to wave to Tang: "Luo San, come on, Aunt Xiu teaches you to write."

She doesn't know anyone anymore, and Luo San is the one who talks about it the most.

Tang Xiang patiently explained: "It's me, mom, I just think about it, not Luo San."

Ms. He grabbed her hand, pulled it over, and looked around: "Shhh, keep your voice down. You can't let them hear you."

Tang Xiang couldn't explain, let her make trouble.

Ms. He jumped up suddenly and was taken aback: "Where is your necklace?"

"What necklace?"

Ms. He didn't say anything about the necklace, sitting on the foam cushion, shaking her head and talking to herself.

"Where is the necklace?"

"It was given by your mother. You can't lose it."

"There is a name on the necklace."

"..."

Ms. He murmured for a long time without a preface.

The crazy talk, Tang Xiang didn't understand, his eyes swept over the notebook on the ground, and the handwriting was neatly written by Ms. He from her family.

She filled a page with just two words:

——Xu Fang.

Tang wanted to pick up the notebook: "What is this?"

Ms. He shook her head and smiled like a seven or eight-year-old child: "It's your name."

"What is my name?"

Ms. He was stunned, tilted her head and stared at her and kept watching, and then recognized: "You think about it." She laughed, very happy, and dissatisfied, complaining to her, "Why are you coming back now? ?"

Tang wanted to spread the book and show it to Ms. He clearly: "Mom, tell me first, whose name is this?"

Ms. He pushed the notebook aside and looked at the door: "Where is your father?"

"Why isn't he coming back?"

"Where did the old man send him to work?"

"You go make a call and let him come back."

"..."

Ms. He muttered, Tang wanted to call her, but she didn't agree.

Xu Fang.

Tang Xiang looked at the words on the notebook, thoughtfully.