Love Fox Yusheng

Everyone in the corridor was stunned, and Lin Han took a step back.

When Hu Yusheng was an assistant, he worked hard and was cowardly, and he didn't know how to quarrel with others. Would he even bite someone in front of the police?

Ziyue didn't do anything to him, he just frowned and said helplessly, "It hurts, hurts... I'll call you, let go, let go!"

Hu Yusheng let go of his mouth, and said twice, "Couldn't it be better to call me earlier? You have to make such a big battle."

Ziyue called Lang Qingfeng and clarified the situation in a few words, "A few policemen came and said they wanted to investigate the Lin family villa. Mr. Hu and I need to be witnesses. Mr. Hu said he must see you before going to the police station. Do you see this?"

In the conference room with more than 20 people, the project team leader who made the report slowed down his speech, and everyone's attention turned to the boss who suddenly answered the phone.

"Take everyone to the lobby on the first floor and wait for me." Lang Qingfeng ended the call, and waved to everyone in the conference room, "Have a half-hour rest, I have something to do and need to go out." After the words fell silent, the wheelchair turned silently, Go straight to the door.

A few of the female employees present exchanged regretful looks. The domineering president was created as a paralyzed boss. Sure enough, the novels are all lies, and nothing is perfect in the world.

As soon as Lang Qingfeng got out of the elevator in the wheelchair, Hu Yusheng jumped at him, "Oh~ If you don't come to save me, I'll die."

Several policemen turned their eyes away in embarrassment, and even Lin Han didn't dare to look directly at Lang Qingfeng.

"What's going on?" Lang Qingfeng rubbed the back of his head, his big hand slipped down to the back of his neck, and he felt cold sweat.

Hu Yusheng arched his face into his pit of strength, raised his head and gently bit his earlobe, ground his teeth, and exhaled two breaths from the back of his throat, "My ears."

Lang Qingfeng's breath became heavier after being bitten by him, but he understood it instantly, laughed for a moment, and forgot about it, "Don't worry, it's okay." He said and held his hand.

Hu Yusheng only felt trembling like an electric shock, the squeeze feeling in the hat was gone, and he reached out his hand to touch under the half-length hair. The two human's bare fleshy ears were growing well.

Excited, he screamed and kissed Lang Qingfeng sideways, "Good man, you are so kind to me." He jumped up, "I'm going to cooperate with the investigation, you find someone to take care of the children for me , come back to dinner with you tonight~"

"Okay, be good." Lang Qingfeng squeezed his shoulder and let him go.

The people who turned around and looked around hurriedly turned their heads, and found that the rascal who just wanted to sit on the ground and be dragged away had already run to the hotel entrance.

Hu Yusheng waved as he walked, "Oh, are you not in a hurry to solve the case? Didn't you say there is something special before? What are you doing slowly, hurry up!"

Does this guy have mental problems?The speed of face-changing makes people doubt their eyes.

An experienced old policeman calmly sent a message to the bureau saying that a criminal psychologist needs to be transferred to assist in evidence collection.

Sure enough, the police station was very close and arrived in less than 5 minutes. The staff put Ziyue and Hu Yusheng into two adjacent mediation rooms.

After Hu Yusheng sat down, he suddenly heard Ziyue's voice, "Listen to my answer, and then speak in my own words", and immediately tensed up.

Afterwards, Ziyue was there to answer questions, such as why he went to the villa, when did he go, where did he go in the villa, when did he return, and what did he do when he came back.

Ziyue replied that in order to help Hu Yusheng pick up the child, he took out the survey communication records on his mobile phone and connected to the car's navigation system to check the departure and return time, recalling that he even drew a brief diagram of the activities in the villa.

Some of the answers were extremely accurate, and some were slightly wrong, but most of them were consistent with the monitoring obtained by the police, and passed the evidence collection smoothly.

Hu Yusheng is much messier, and he has to scold people from time to time. The Lin family who killed thousands of knives illegally detained young children and forced him to please Mr. Lang for them. Mr. Lang is a good man and he has to help him. Da, how he slapped Wang Yu's mouth so happily when he was holding the child, and said everything.

The policemen looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally extracted the key points from his narration, which was similar to that of Ziyue, and not too far from the information obtained by surveillance.

A pair of information on both sides is also speechless, and nothing meaningful has been obtained.

Ziyue sat in the mediation room but listened to all directions. All kinds of trivial matters in the police building in the center of the city bureau poured into his ears.

Some people are also discussing the case of the Lin family, speculating that maybe the bodyguard ran away with the horse after seeing the money?

It is easiest to make it look like there is no clue for an inside acquaintance to commit a crime, not to mention that the bodyguards of the Lin family have received a lot of professional training.

Because of Mr. Lang's identity, Ziyue and Hu Yusheng were not detained for a long time. When the sun went down, the two of them walked out of the police station together, and a driver was already waiting at the door.

Hu Yusheng had all sorts of curious questions, because he wasn't sure if the driver was safe or not, he didn't dare to say anything, he was almost suffocated along the way.

When he arrived at Lang Qingfeng's suite, he couldn't wait to ask a bunch of questions, "Tell me exactly what happened to the Lin family."

Ziyue raised his eyebrows and looked at Lang Qingfeng, asking for instructions on whether to tell him the details.

"Let's talk about it, let's make everyone happy." His ears returned to normal, and he didn't need to wear a hat. Hu Yusheng happily shook his head and walked around the room. "The scum is in trouble and the whole country should celebrate."

Because Lang Qingfeng was sitting in the room, and Quan Xinquan, who had been acting obediently as a quail, held each other's hands. Uncle Jiu was too stupid to look straight at him.

Ziyue got Lang Qingfeng's nod, briefly told about the missing animals in the small courtyard of the Lin family, and finally emphasized, "We suspect that it is non-human power, so Mr. Hu should try to be careful during this time."

Hu Yusheng was taken aback, "Inhuman power? You mentioned it so calmly, uh, what are you?"

Quanxin Quanyi also wanted to know this question, whether it was Lang Qingfeng or Ziyue, it was a particularly oppressive thing for the two little guys.

Moreover, they seem to have been incarnated for a long time, and the characteristics of the original monsters on their bodies have faded away.

Now it was Lang Qingfeng's turn to be surprised, "You don't know?"

"I should know?" Hu Yusheng was stunned, his eyes were in a daze for a while, and he quickly returned to daze.

Lang Qingfeng stared at him with a somewhat unpredictable expression. From last night to tonight, he heard similar words many times from Hu Yusheng's lips and complaints that he thought were low, such as dog, clan rules, and clan.

When the wolves scolded people, they were often called dogs. In addition, Hu Yusheng was familiar with the mood when he complained about defamation, and he had always been very clear about it because of Hu Yusheng.

"How long have you been in shape?" Ziyue pointed at Quan Xinquanyi, "Only cubs who have just transformed into shapes and have little experience will not be able to distinguish the ethnic groups."

It has been 800 years since Qian'er, this sentence has been circulating in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it dissipated without being sensed by the owner. Hu Yusheng pondered for a while, feeling embarrassed, "I have forgotten a lot of things when I was young, and I can't figure it out. gone."

Still a stupid fox.

Before he figured out his situation, Lang Qingfeng was willing to keep the status quo, "Okay, let's eat. Ziyue and the two children stay here, and you can take them back after the meal."

Hu Yusheng pursed his lips, so what are you guys?

This meal was eaten in silence, and the two little ones clamped their tails tightly. As soon as the bowl was finished, they immediately expressed that they were sleepy and wanted to go to bed.

After Ziyue took them away, the waiter came in and took away the tableware. Hu Yusheng couldn't bear it, and followed Lang Qingfeng step by step, "Hey, you haven't told me what you are?"

Lang Qingfeng didn't know why he wanted to tease him, and the moment he turned around in the wheelchair, a phantom rose behind him, and the lone wolf stood on the pine and windy cliff and howled at the moon.

"Do you know now?"

Hu Yusheng stood stiffly on the spot, with blood fog floating in his eyes, and two teardrops ran across his smooth cheeks, "Why?"

Lang Qingfeng was stunned, "What?"

But Hu Yusheng fell down on the carpet as if he had lost the strength to stand up, and murmured, "Why? Why?"

Lang Qingfeng felt soft in his heart when he saw the arrogant and domineering little fox, his pitiful appearance was really painful, "If there's anything you don't understand, tell me?" He stretched out a hand to him.

Hu Yusheng stared blankly at that hand. It was fair and slender, with light blue blood vessels on the back of the hand, and clear lines in the palm.

There was a buzzing in the head, and a voice from nowhere said with a smile, "Oh, the lines in your palm are so clear, everything must be smooth, and the advancement must be very fast."

"Then accept your good words, good brother, wait for me to write more advanced experience for you."

"Hey, don't be complacent, I will catch up with you soon."  …

"Why did you lie to me?!" Hu Yusheng suddenly raised his hand and slapped that hand away, glaring at Lang Qingfeng viciously.

Lang Qingfeng steered the wheelchair back a little, "Cheated you?"

Hu Yusheng didn't jump over to kill like last night, but sat on the carpet and wept, big and big tears quickly soaked the front of his chest, and he kept saying, "Why, why did you lie to me. "

Lang Qingfeng had no choice but to steer the wheelchair to his hand, snapping two air currents.

Hu Yusheng fell down softly, and soon let out a gentle breathing sound.

"The frequency of the attack seems to be a bit high." Lang Qingfeng raised his hand and carried Hu Yusheng to the big bed in the bedroom with a wind, and went to the bathroom to take a bath, drink tea and read a book.

Hu Yusheng woke up in a haze, squinting his eyes and felt that there was someone beside him, and the moist water vapor diffused around, with a light rosin.

"... Mr. Lang?"

Lang Qingfeng's back muscles tensed, "Yes."

"I'm sorry I'm too sleepy, I should take care of you."

Hu Yusheng got up and looked at the time. It was almost midnight, and Lang Qingfeng was sitting on the edge of the bed wrapped in a towel. He was wiping a knife.

One person fell asleep in the middle of the night, and the other wiped a knife or something, just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.

Cautiously leaning over, Hu Yusheng rested his chin on his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

Lang Qingfeng moved his shoulder, touched his jaw for two seconds, then moved away, "Thinking about something."

Hu Yusheng relaxed, and put the weight of his head on his shoulders, "Oh, I was shocked."

"What?" Lang Qingfeng squeezed a soft cloth towel and wiped it back and forth on the short sword that was more than a foot long.

"You are in this state," Hu Yusheng yawned, and took a big breath of someone's body odor. "It seems to be premeditated murder. Thinking about something with a murder weapon can only make people think of it."

"Well, my hobbies are quite partial." Lang Qingfeng put his sword back into its sheath, and slapped him on the side of his face with his backhand, "It's late, go to sleep."

This one, alone and widowed, living in the same room, the relationship is impure, Hu Yusheng was slightly nervous, "Oh, um, okay."