My Corpse is Bohemian

Jian Ningxuan was sitting under the shade of a tree, staring intently at the stock chart on the laptop screen.

An Bu came over with two cups of drinks and sat down beside him: "Don't you feel bored facing these things every day?"

"Fortunately, it's mainly about market analysis, data recording, and forecast evaluation. It's very challenging for me." Jian Ningxuan took the drink, her tentacles were cold, and her brows slightly stretched.

"I heard that this line of business is very risky."

"What we have to do is to control the market, not to earn a small price difference. As long as we master the laws of the market, we can become the biggest winner."

Jian Ningxuan entered this industry at the age of 18. It has been twelve years since he started as a small trader. He earned his college tuition and current wealth by himself, without any help from his family. The transactions he handled were almost unbeaten. The most brilliant one was working with a team in country M to raise the stock price-earnings ratio to more than 1,000 times, which is a myth in the industry. Of course, this also takes a certain amount of luck.

An Bu didn't know much about this line of business, and didn't have much interest in it. He just asked casually, but Jian Ningxuan seemed to think of something and said to An Bu, "Bubu, would you like to invest some money and let me help you? "

He is not a small household now, but his steps are different. He is very interested in helping her manage her money.

An Bu smiled and said, "I only have more than 20,000 yuan left in my card. Do you want it?"

Jian Ningxuan stretched out his hand directly: "Bank card, password."

An Bu took out the bank card from the bag and reported the password to him.

Jian Ningxuan put away Anbu's bank card, and then handed her his bank card and credit card: "You take this."

An Bu did not refuse, and put the two cards in his wallet.

The two exchanged very naturally, without any worries or precautions at all.

"Let's go back to the city in the afternoon, let's go to choose furniture together." An Bu suggested.

Jian Ningxuan readily agreed.

In the afternoon, the two had lunch at a road restaurant and then drove back to Boleyn City.

Anbu had a good grasp of the surrounding environment, and he was as familiar as the locals when he led the way. The two visited several furniture cities in a row. An Bu was in charge of choosing the style, and Jian Ningxuan was in charge of choosing the color. After a busy afternoon, they basically settled on the large pieces of furniture. Only the super king size bed in the master bedroom, Jian Ningxuan was always dissatisfied, so he picked from three options, and finally it took two hours to find a double bed that met Jian Ningxuan's words of "length, depth and grace". .

"Forget about length and depth, what the **** is 'style'?" An Bu couldn't understand.

Jian Ningxuan replied, "Shame on romance."

An Bu: "..." I should call your old driver Mr. Jian in the future.

Under the tutelage of An old corpse, Jane has long since changed from what it was before.

Leaving the furniture city, An Bu asked, "What would you like to eat at night?"

"You decide." Jian Ningxuan has never been very picky about the food outside, as long as it is clean and hygienic and the taste is acceptable.

An Bu's eyes swept from both sides of the street one by one. At this moment, laughter came from behind, and then she saw a family of three pass by her and went straight to a cafeteria not far away.

"What's wrong?" Jian Ningxuan asked when An Bu suddenly stopped.

"Let's go there to eat?" An Bu pointed to the cafeteria where the three people had just entered.

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan had no objection and walked towards the cafeteria with An Bu.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, An Bu secretly took a deep breath. There were more than 30 customers in the restaurant, and 21 of them were deadly, and the time of death was basically within 2 hours.

Originally thought it was just the family's problem, but now it seems that the real problem is this restaurant.

An Bu quickly scanned the food selected by these customers, and then grabbed Jian Ningxuan: "I suddenly don't want to eat here, let's go to another place."

Now that she knew there was something wrong with the restaurant, she naturally couldn't let Jian Ningxuan be in danger.

An Bu pushed Jian Ningxuan out of the restaurant, and the cold and dead air was dissipated by the strong popularity outside.

"What's wrong?" Jian Ningxuan stared at An Bu with deep eyes. At that moment, he felt as if she saw something.

"It's alright, shall we go to that Mansoti restaurant?" An Bu was referring to the specialty restaurant dozens of meters away. Jian Ningxuan walked behind her, having doubts in her heart, but didn't ask.

The two entered the restaurant, and under the guidance of the waiter, they chose a seat by the window.

After ordering, An Bu got up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Jian Ningxuan nodded and watched her leave silently.

An Bu stood in front of the sink, washing his hands while quickly recalling everything he saw in the cafeteria just now. 32 customers, 21 at risk, 9 safe. If there is a problem with the food, then there must be a kind of food that all 21 people ordered, but none of the 9 people ordered. But their food is more or less repeated, and none of them meet the above conditions.

Is it the cutlery issue? Tableware is generally cleaned, sterilized, and stacked in a unified manner. If someone is poisoned, these people should all be recruited, unless the poisonous tableware is secretly put in by someone for the purpose of random killing.

Of course, in addition to poisoning, there are several other causes of casualties, such as a sudden explosion in that restaurant, or a gangster breaking in, armed assault, and so on. An Bu could not determine the cause of death, and naturally he had no way of starting. And she also has a concern. If the deaths of these people were caused by human beings, will she save these people and cause the murderers to change their goals and harm others? Just like the plane accident she had in the past.

But with 21 lives, including several children, does she really want to die?

Anbu walked out of the bathroom and looked at the man who was sitting quietly by the window, with dozens of lives on the one hand, and the best and possibly the only partner he had ever met in his life.

An Bu slowly stepped forward and walked towards the man heavily and firmly. Life is a choice, and she has no ability to shoulder everyone's life.

"The dishes are all ready, come and eat." Jian Ningxuan greeted.

"Yeah." An Bu sat opposite him, picked up a knife and fork, and began to enjoy her vegetarian meal.

The food is tasteless, only to amuse the cat.

An Bu asked, "Mr. Jian, which country do you like best?"

"Nothing in particular."

"Then do you know why I chose to buy a house in country R in the first place?"

"Why?"

"Because Country R is one of the countries with the most seafood in the world, and it is very close to Country Z." An Bu smiled brightly, "Mr. Jian likes seafood, and living here can eat the freshest seafood every day."

Jian Ningxuan maintained an elegant dining manner and casually said "um". People who don't know him will find him indifferent and uninterested in the subject. But as the **** shoveling officer who had fed him for more than a year, An Bu had already figured out his arrogant personality, and the most intuitive manifestation was that he was secretly shining alone.

An Bu continued: "Country R is also one of the most cat-loving countries in the world. You will meet many friends here, such as lucky cats, nine-tailed cats, chinchillas, robotic cats..."

Jian Ningxuan: "..." Are any of the things you said true? And chinchillas are not cats.

"Mr. Jian is the most handsome one." An Bu looked satisfied, "Why did you fall into my bowl so accidentally? Tell you, if you fall in, don't even think about getting out."

Jian Ningxuan glanced at her: "I was only 70 kilograms when I fell in, and now I can't get fatter."

An Bu said with a smile: "Hahaha, this is my conspiracy, fatten to be slaughtered, accept your fate."

A smile flashed in Jian Ningxuan's eyes, and a soft brilliance flowed on his face.

The meal was relaxed and comfortable, and the two of them teased each other seriously, and their appetites were widened.

Forty minutes later, the two walked out of the restaurant full of food and drink.

At this moment, a piercing whistle sounded from far to near, and then I saw several police cars and an ambulance whizzing past and stopped at the cafeteria not far away.

Many passers-by stopped to watch and talked a lot.

"What happened?"

"It seems to be food poisoning, and several people in the restaurant have had an accident."

"No? I ate at this restaurant yesterday."

"With so many police officers, it may not be as simple as ordinary food poisoning."

"I think so."

…

But after a while, the police cordoned off and brought the scene under control. Through the glass, you can roughly see the scene inside. The ambulancemen checked all the fainted customers and rushed several of them to the ambulance. The rest were left at the scene and did not move.

Jian Ningxuan turned to look at An Bu beside him with deep eyes.

Anbu originally wanted to eat at this restaurant, but changed his mind as soon as he walked in. Jian Ningxuan remembered that she said that she can predict the death of others, which means she knew something would happen here? With her character, she should be able to help, why didn't she act this time?

Jian Ningxuan's eyes fell on the hands of the two of them, and a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

It's because he...

In the past, Anbu was fearless, always taking risks alone for others. But now, in order to protect his safety, she chose to give up saving the lives of these people.

A bit of sourness rose in Jian Ningxuan's heart, she was glad that she valued herself, but she didn't want her to go against her will and bear the guilt of dying alone.

Aware of Jian Ningxuan's gaze, An Bu raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"

"You said that you can predict the death of others."

"Yes."

"But you are not the savior of the world." Jian Ningxuan said seriously, "On the premise of ensuring the safety of myself and my family, I am willing to do anything with you. If you told me about this restaurant accident in advance, I would do the same with you. Choice. Because the variables are too big, I won't let you take the risk, just like you don't want me to take the risk."

An Bu smiled: "I know." Mr. Jian was always able to reassure her in the most straightforward way.

"It's good to know." Jian Ningxuan took her hand, "Let's go, go home."

An Bu didn't move, and said to Jian Ningxuan: "Wait first, although I couldn't save them, I might be able to provide some clues to the police."

Jian Ningxuan: "Do you have any clues?" She only stayed in that restaurant for a few seconds, what clues could she have?

An Bu pointed to his head: "My memory is very good."

Jian Ningxuan: A person with memory loss said that his memory is very good...