I have a cub that escapes the boss

In the president's office of Zhongcheng headquarters, Shao You rested his forehead with his hand and let out a long sigh.

Ning Ning was aggrieved: "...Dad, the module I made is stuck."

It was Ji Hanchuan who really made a fortune just now.

The data collected and the modules built by Ning Ning are completely unable to perform this calculation. I don't know what impact the "whitewashed" Cong Cong will have.

This "whitewashing" currently means: the dirty little boy's face and hands are wiped clean and put on fairly clean clothes.

The father and daughter looked at each other in blank dismay.

Finally, Shao You couldn't help laughing.

Ning Ning let out a long sigh, "Oh..."

Before Ji Hanchuan pulled Congcong into the door, no one in the room paid attention to the child.

At this moment, the blood scabs on his body were rubbed off with a towel, Cen Hong was still observing hesitantly, thinking that the child didn't seem to have any wounds on his body, where did so much blood come from, his head was all over his face.

Jia Yongxuan was so distressed that she even shed two tears, feeling pitiful for Congcong.

Inside the house the woman is getting dressed.Although Congcong is a child, he is a boy after all, so it is difficult to pass.The porch was too crowded, so Jia Yongxuan simply took him into the bathroom and asked, "Can you dress yourself?"

Cong Cong looked up at her.

His eyes were swarthy, and there seemed to be no light in them, and he didn't look like a child of this age at all.

If it was normal, Jia Yongxuan would definitely be afraid to meet such a pair of "children" eyes.

But after hearing what Ji Hanchuan said just now, plus the idea of ​​forcing herself to do things so as to forget the scene she saw in the car a few hours ago, Jia Yongxuan was not only not afraid of Congcong, but even more sympathized with him.

Her eyes started to feel sore, and she wanted to rub Congcong's hair, but saw that although his cheeks and arms were wiped clean, his hair was still covered with blood scabs.

Jia Yongxuan forced a smile and said, "You change your clothes first, and then my sister will wash your hair? Let's get your hair clean too."

Congcong didn't answer.

Jia Yongxuan sighed, and said: "No matter what your mother said, Cong Cong, you are still young, even if you really made a small mistake, you shouldn't be treated like this... Besides, how can it be a child's fault to watch horror movies? It’s clearly the lack of parental supervision.”

After listening to her words, Congcong's eyes finally seemed to have light.

Ning Ning "seeed" from another angle that he was about to vomit another child's finger in his throat right now, and asked Jia Yongxuan, "Is it right that I ate my brother's finger?"

She stood in the bathroom, looking at Ji Hanchuan at the door.

Ji Hanchuan said: "Jia Yongxuan? Let the child change his clothes first. How uncomfortable it is to wear such a suit."

Jia Yongxuan gave a soft "ah" and realized that she was too emotional.

She patted Congcong on the shoulder encouragingly, got up and left.

I didn't see the little boy's throat rolling, and the epiglottis had emerged from the first knuckle of one finger.

If Jia Yongxuan said a word to him again and saw the depth of Congcong's mouth, he would look directly at this scene.

But she has thoughtfully closed the door to give the children privacy.

Jia Yongxuan muttered to herself: "Now, yes, go over there now and have a look."

When she entered the room, she saw that the woman was half dressed, so she hugged the baby and nursed the child named "Nan Nan".

Seeing Jia Yongxuan approaching, the woman looked up, smiled weakly at her, and said, "Thank you very much, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Jia Yongxuan quickly said: "It's Han Chuan and Feng Xingxian who saw you. They are still on the porch. Let them come over after you feed the children and get dressed. Let's have a good talk... What are you? What's wrong?"

Hearing the word "Feng Xingxian", the woman was obviously stunned for a moment.But Jia Yongxuan didn't realize it, she interpreted this blankness as the memory and sadness of what happened to the woman before.

At the same time, in the porch, Feng Xingxian looked at the frosted glass of the bathroom door uneasily, and whispered to Ji Hanchuan: "Han Chuan, I know you're fine when you open the door because you didn't encounter any 'problems'," he declared in advance that he himself had Thinking about the situation, it's not about doing nothing and trying to win by rubbing your thighs, it's just that you are really puzzled, "But what are you doing?"

He couldn't understand.

Feng Xingxian will never believe Han Chuan's nonsense, just fool the NPC.

He was a person who had just died once, at this moment let alone facing the brat, just looking at the bathroom door, Feng Xingxian felt trembling for a while, and his heart was full of vigilance.I'm afraid that the kid will jump out suddenly and blow his head off.

Ji Hanchuan answered him: "I really saw his mother beat him up." It wasn't aimless.

"Ah?" Feng Xingxian didn't understand, "You mean, his mother beat him to death, and then he turned into a ghost?"

"No. Have you ever gone to the vegetable market to buy vegetables? Have you ever seen a meat grinder?"

Feng Xingxian nodded in confusion.

"Congcong is a very lively kid. When we first came here, didn't the boss call and ask if we wanted to go to the small restaurant? I said go, but the clothes were wet, so the boss asked Congcong to deliver them to me. Then I just think that this kid has a good personality and is quite cute. Then, he has a younger brother named Zhuang Zhuang. This kid is small and thin, and when he goes outside with Congcong, he doesn't look like a brother at all."

Then, Ji Hanchuan briefly described the situation he encountered in the restaurant.

It was clear that there was no surprise and nothing happened, but Feng Xingxian was still surprised and sweaty when he heard it.

"His mother must have been abusing Zhuangzhuang for a long time. Zhuangzhuang seemed very afraid of her. But the boss treats Congcong well. In this environment, Congcong can easily follow suit and grow into a second abuser."

Feng Xingxian had a complicated expression on his face, "No, Han Chuan, why do I feel that what happened tonight is all about 'society and law'."

Also, what does this have to do with the phrase "meat grinder" that Han Chuan used to pave the way?

Ji Hanchuan smiled slightly.His skin is white and delicate, illuminated by incandescent lamps, like calcined ceramics, with a thin, cold light coating on it, "But there is only one night here. It's raining, the phone and the Internet are not working. They waited Don't come to 'Fa'."

Feng Xingxian hissed, and said, "You make me..." Maomao.

Ji Hanchuan continued: "Just now I didn't choose 'Looking from the corner', but listening to the sound, it should be that the electric fan in the dining room fell. There were only two children in the room, Cong Cong and Zhuang Zhuang, and Zhuang Zhuang was crushed Oh, the bloody handprints on my clothes should be made by Congcong, but the blood, and the blood on Congcong's body, are probably strong. Look, it looks like a person was directly stuffed into it. In the meat grinder?"

Feng Xingxian sighed first: "Ah, would you still choose 'No'? I thought you are such a reckless person, you must have chosen 'Yes' for all the options."

Ji Hanchuan: "Oh, thank you?"

Feng Xingxian: "..."

He took a deep breath.

Feng Xingxian's mind was in turmoil, and his expression was distorted for a moment.

Want to scold people, want to break down and shout: How the hell can you talk about such things so easily? !

people? !

Meat grinder? !

Is this the fucking thing that can be put together? ! ! !

But Feng Xingxian didn't dare.

He gritted his teeth, not daring to yell in front of Ji Hanchuan.

Feng Xingxian was a little dazed, thinking: How can I forget that Han Chuan is actually a lunatic just because he became normal for a while?

This man is a complete ticking time bomb, and he doesn't know when it will explode.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, Han Chuan's madness has a certain limit, and it seems that it will not hurt people... It is also good for NPCs.

But this is too "good", right?Pulling a brat in to wash him for nothing?

With these words, Feng Xingxian only dared to growl in his heart.

His fingers were about to break the skin of his palm, his cheeks were flushed, and the dense acne bumps on it were even whiter.

Feng Xingxian thought he was being polite, but actually he said to Ji Hanchuan word by word, "That's it."

Ji Hanchuan looked at him with a smile.

He didn't say anything, but Feng Xingxian's body trembled, thinking: He can see it.

He always knew what I was afraid of.

When he was in the car, his words... seemed to be for this purpose.

Han Chuan enjoys the process that terrifies me.

From this point of view...

What is the difference between him and the ghost in the "game".

"Yes." Ji Hanchuan said, "I won't kill you."

Feng Xingxian was shocked.

He looked at Ji Hanchuan in disbelief, and said in a hoarse voice: "You, how do you know—" Do you know what I'm thinking? !

But Ji Hanchuan didn't look at him, but faced the frosted glass door in front of him.

Feng Xingxian's heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.His cheeks were burning hot, but his body was chilling intermittently.His back was leaning against the closet, but at this moment, he even felt that something in the closet was scratching his back gently.

Feng Xingxian turned his head suddenly, the counter was still standing there.

Feng Xingxian thought hard: No, I can't...

He turned back slowly.

Just in time to see a small hand on the frosted glass door.

After the little hand, a face came up.It was the kid just now.

Unlike the "lively and lovely" child who was "domestically abused" in Han Chuan's mouth, the thing pasted on the glass at this moment does not look like a living person at all.

Feng Xingxian could clearly see the color of the child's skin, but his facial features were distorted and deformed by the frosted glass. Congcong seemed to be squeezed out of the glass, but he didn't have enough strength, so he had to squeeze his eyes and nose crookedly.

In addition, the position of his mouth does not look like a "mouth" at all, but instead looks like a hand protruding from his mouth and imprinted on the door.

Compared with Cong Cong's own hand, this hand appeared thinner and smaller.

Feng Xingxian wanted to reject this scene.But his eyes widened uncontrollably, staring at the door panel in front of him, unable to move away from it.

Beside him, Cen Hong rolled his eyes and passed out.

Jia Yongxuan was still talking to the woman on the bed, and she didn't know what happened in the porch for the time being.

Ji Hanchuan watched for a while, with a relaxed attitude, and said, "Congcong, although I am against beating children, mischievous children still need to be 'educated' a little bit, what do you think?"

Feng Xingxian watched helplessly, following these words, Cong Cong moved away from the door and twisted open the door.

With one hand in his mouth, he mumbled to Ji Hanchuan and Feng Xingxian, "No, don't hit me, I'm very good."