I have a cub that escapes the boss

Jiang Lin knew that no matter what he said he didn't do anything in the toilet, Old Wu would not believe it.

So he just stopped talking.He even intentionally showed a little flaw in his attitude, so that the artist could doubt and explore.When Old Wu saw that the trash can was clean and the sink still had some original dirt, it was obvious that he hadn’t experienced the cleaning and destruction evidence he imagined... At this point, Old Wu should still be suspicious.But in a short period of time, there shouldn't be any problems.

As for the long time.

Jiang Lin thought of the wound on his abdomen, and thought of his body that was probably already in the funeral home at this moment.He thought: I have to find a way.

The painter's eyes fell on Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why, I'm just a little bit gruff, what are you thinking?"

The painter paused.

He felt that he could see it: Xiao Jiang realized that he "didn't trust" him, so he didn't say anything, but maybe he was losing his temper?

The painter observed Jiang Lin calmly and objectively.

In his line of sight, Jiang Lin took a deep breath, looked a little helpless, and said, "Do you want me to take off your clothes and check it for you? What time is it?"

His attitude is so natural.

The artist paused for a moment and said, "Xiao Jiang, don't get me wrong, I really don't mean anything else."

Jiang Lin said: "I know, you are also worried about me. But old Wu, think about it, just last time," he was injured and didn't tell the painter, the last time the two of them opened the wound, "I am now Is this the state?"

The painter was a little embarrassed.

He thought about it carefully, and knew: it really wasn't.

In fact, he should have seen it that day.The lovely person is in front of me, and I haven't been close for a long time.Although I don't want to admit it, sometimes, desire can make people ignore many things.

But now, Xiao Jiang is in front of her, looking neither ill nor in pain.Most importantly, the painter thought to himself: As soon as you go out later, I will go to the hospital system to check to see if there is any information about you.

So he said at this moment: "Okay, I was thinking too much. I bought fish porridge today, look?"

Jiang Lin looked at the time and said, "Forget it, it's too late."

"Then bring the carrot cake? Eat it on the road?"

Jiang Lin paused and said with a smile, "Okay."

He went out with the carrot cake packed by his lover.

Still hot, the rice noodles are steamed with shredded radish, shrimp, lean meat, etc., and then deep-fried.Looking at the bag, Jiang Lin knew that it was the one he usually likes to eat.

He stood downstairs, looked up, and looked at the window of the house.

The painter is not at the window.

At this moment, Jiang Lin's gaze followed the steel frame of the stairs, along the concrete, all the way deep.

He saw the painter sitting at the table.

Old Wu, that guy used his eyes too much when he was young, so he wasn't nearsighted.In the past two years, I have been wearing glasses instead.He closed the door of the "studio" and walked out wearing an old man's shirt, just like an ordinary old man.

Jiang Lin looked at him, feeling sour and soft in his heart.

At the same time, inside the house, the painter somehow felt that the temperature around him dropped a bit.

He rubbed his arms and thought: Oh, there is no way, I have to eat two servings of porridge alone, and I don't know if Xiao Jiang has eaten well after going to work.

With a laptop in hand.Downstairs, Jiang Lin looked up and couldn't laugh or cry: You said it well just now, why are you checking my medical records now?

He goes to the unit.

The previous interrogation was quite effective, the suspect has been recruited, and there is another arrest mission tonight.

Someone posted a weather-related webpage in the group, saying: "Boss, look, the typhoon is probably going to land soon. What if it comes tonight?"

They are all in the office.Others said: "No way, it was formed in the morning and landed tonight? Is this a fine thing?" Generally speaking, it takes at least a few days from a tropical depression to a tropical storm and then to landfall.

"Don't talk about it, just look at the speed, it's really possible."

"How is it possible?"

"In short, boss, we have to consider the weather. Also, according to the data, this typhoon seems to be quite strong. I wonder if it will be like the seahorse before. Even if it doesn't land tonight, it must rain ? Look, it's cloudy outside."

Jiang Lin turned his head to look at the sky outside.

Their job is said to work in all weathers, but arresting them in violent storms is not as convenient as arresting them in mild weather.

He pondered, and said, "Okay, let's summarize my opinions, and I'll talk to the leader."

At the same time, I thought: typhoon.If it is really that serious this time, then water cuts, power outages, flooding... are all normal.

During the period, something happened to the funeral home, and it was more normal to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the trace".

Although Captain Jiang is already lying in the freezer, isn't he still fine right now?

So over there, it should be just an "nameless corpse".

What he has to do is not to let the origin of this corpse be related to himself.

This is actually difficult.

Even if the body is really destroyed, according to experience, the police there have kept a lot of digital evidence.

This made Jiang Lin feel a little embarrassed.

But somehow, he wasn't too worried.

After he noticed the changes in himself and slowly began to adapt, he had a subtle intuition.

It seems that this city is not the same as before.

He raised his eyes and looked out of the window, and saw that the sky was cloudy.The wind and rain are coming, and the dark clouds are overwhelming the city.

Jiang Lin blinked.

At this moment, he thought: Will there be many, many...my "similar" here?

Ordinary citizens worry about weather conditions mainly for their daily life.

On this day, looking at the weather forecast, some people have already started to clean up the things on the balcony and put tape on the windows.

Ji Hanchuan stayed in the hotel for a long time, so he didn't expect this at first.But he created a WeChat group with Wei Hongsheng and Meng Manwen. After waking up that day, he saw Meng Manwen post a note on typhoon in the group.

She also said: I probably looked at it, and it seems that walking out of the water during a typhoon, and then encountering an electric leakage, this kind of death method accounted for a large proportion.

Ms. Meng was clearly concerned.

Wei Hongsheng said: Zhang Qiu was the one who caught the typhoon.She had challenged four times, and got the props the first time she drew.

Meng Manwen said: It seems that there should be a picture book.

Wei Hongsheng said: There is not much movement in the group.

Meng Manwen asked: What do you want to do?

Wei Hongsheng stammered: I don't think it's necessary just because of the typhoon.

Meng Manwen agreed: Yes, there is no need.

The two chatted for a few words, and then worried about the number of steps tonight.

Typhoons are really unnecessary. The problem is that there will be more serious events than typhoons in the future.

At the moment, Meng Manwen is in the No. 30 fifth frame, while "Earthquake" is in the No. 30 fifth frame.

In other words, if she rolls five, she will draw the event.

This made Meng Manwen quite dazed.

She prayed in her heart that she could cast a lower number.

It's good to be like Han Chuan.

Right now, Ji Hanchuan is in No.30.Because Zhang Qiu has already caused a "typhoon", and the same event will not be superimposed, so tonight, even if other people step on 32 squares, it doesn't matter.

While leading, it's unspectacular.

Wei Hongsheng also said in the group: Alas, I don't know if Zhou Qin can make it to the top ten.

Before, he was also a member of the "Top Ten Group".Now that I have come out, I look back at the other players on the chessboard, and there is a slight change in my mentality.Not to mention how condescending, but there are really some mentalities such as "sympathy" and "compassion".

Seeing this, Ji Hanchuan turned back to the chessboard and looked at it.

In fact, three players were drawn to the event grid yesterday. In addition to Zhang Qiu, Sun Chi was drawn to the fire, and Wu Meng was drawn to the puddle.

I searched the Internet, and as expected, Sun Chi's residence was also exposed.But having said that, Sun Chi's rabbit doesn't seem to be a vegetarian, so most of the "guests" in his residence have been dealt with.If other players want to pick up the leak, they can only get an empty game.

Ji Hanchuan barely had an impression of Wu Meng.Recall carefully, in the first few days, Wu Meng had a conversation with Wei Hongsheng in the chat room.The puddle is No.16, and she is the last person to fall apart from Zhou Qin.However, as long as there is no obstacle of "returning to the starting point", it is difficult to say what will happen in the future.

In addition, there were not many players who drew the challenge last night, only five.In addition to Wei and Meng, there are Chen Zhiyao, Lin Shisheng, and Chang Bowen.

After roughly going through the information in his mind, Ji Hanchuan knocked on Sun Chi, typed and asked: Do you have a place to live?

At this moment, Ji Hanchuan had just woken up. It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the weather outside was very bad, and it was already drizzling.

Sun Chi replied in seconds: I found a hotel.I have never experienced a typhoon before, and I was quite flustered when I saw it for the first time.

He seemed to find it troublesome to type, so he simply sent a voice and asked, "Han Chuan, aren't you from Haicheng? Is there a typhoon over there? Do you have any experience?"

Ji Hanchuan: "..."

Ji Hanchuan replied sincerely: Not really.Have you heard of "Sea City Enchantment"?

This is a joke.

It means that there are often typhoons passing by near Haicheng, and they are about to hit, but they still avoid it in the end.

Thinking about it seriously, Ji Hanchuan really doesn't have any relevant experience.

He forwarded the tweet that Meng Manwen sent to the group to Sun Chi, and Sun Chi read it, and finally got a little bottom.

Ji Hanchuan typed again: Do you want to live in my previous house?

Sun Chi: "Huh?"

Ji Hanchuan simply sent him a voice message, "At first I found something inside, so I moved it out. But I went back later and cleared out the things inside, and now it's clean. The main reason is that the typhoon is coming, and there are things piled up on the balcony. Too many, might have to clean up. Do you live?"

Sun Chi listened and pondered: Is he looking for someone to clean up his house?

But Sun Chi has no objection to this.

He nodded readily, "Okay, then when can I go to see the house?"