Well of Mystery

clap clap.

Jiang Chenglu, who was watching from the side, came over clapping his hands and said thank you.

"This guy has a problem with his brain, please help, find a place to lock up for a while... Oh yes, be careful not to get hurt."

The policeman in sunglasses reminded with a blank face: "For those who do not need to be arrested and detained, the summons cannot exceed 12 hours."

"Help me, as long as it's midnight tonight, it's also for his own good."

Then, Jiang Chenglu briefly explained the matter of Li Kun's bewitching.

"He does have the smell of pampas grass." Wei Xiangtu approached Li Kun and sniffed it lightly: "Besides that, there seems to be a woman's fragrance."

The smell of a woman, what is that smell?Perfume, hormones?

Bai Xiuqi muttered in his heart.In retrospect, Li Kun's relationship between men and women in a normal state is far more chaotic than his own, and it's not surprising that he smells like a woman.

In any case, Li Kun was temporarily guarded like this.

By the way, the police officer's name is Tao Chuan, who belongs to the Provincial Criminal Police Corps.He and Wei Xiangtu are working partners. As for the type of partnership, Jiang Chenglu did not elaborate, and Bai Xiuqi did not ask.

After the police car drove away, everyone went back to their respective places, and Bai Xiuqi sat back at the table and ate the remaining half bowl of cold porridge.Jiang Chenglu was washing and cleaning aside, and the scene seemed to have returned to its previous calm.

But not long after, Bai Xiuqi, who loves to use his brain, frowned again.

"Yesterday, I had a dispute with Li Kun. His strength is surprisingly great. Ordinary people are no match for him at all... How could it be so easy to settle?"

"Two explanations."

Jiang Chenglu turned around and compared the numbers: "First of all, some plants have different habits during the day and night. For example, Epiphyllum is more capable at night than during the day, and the same may be true for Puwei. Secondly, Tao Chuan is not an ordinary policeman. If Say that the combat power of an ordinary person is 0.5 goose, then he is five thousand goose."

"What about the geese? Where did you get these Internet nouns?" Bai Xiuqi was amused by him: "How about you, how many geese?"

"Conservative estimate, more than [-]." Jiang Chenglu compared the number, then took out the broken mobile phone in his pocket and shook it: "Brother also has WeChat, let's follow each other?"

"So your stuff isn't made of paper?" Bai Xiuqi was rarely in the mood to argue with him: "Are you up for a while?"

"Yes, routine maintenance." Jiang Chenglu pointed to the newspaper and the paste bucket put aside: "Help me?"

"No time," Bai Xiuqi refused, and then asked him, "Can you stop for a day?"

"It's okay if the boss says it's okay, the question is what to stop and do."

"Go home with me first, and help me move some things. I'll talk about it later."

So, after 20 hours, Bai Xiuqi returned to her home.

Just like when I left, the door was wide open, and the two pieces of luggage were still leaning crookedly against the door.People don't know whether they should be grateful for the perfect security measures in the residential area, or lament the indifference and indifference of the neighbors.

He turned his head and told Jiang Chenglu to follow him inside: "The house may be a bit messy, don't mind."

Facts have proved that his words are really not polite.

Li Kun didn't just take a few clothes from here.

Even though he is in an abnormal state controlled by the parasitic strains of pampas grass, he still can't change the nature of the rich second generation's spending money like water - the room with two bedrooms and one living room is full of yellow daffodils.The sinks and bathtubs in the kitchen and toilets were full of flowers, and the toilet was full of flowers. Even the refrigerator and microwave oven were turned on, and countless daffodils poked their heads out of them.

The air was almost suffocating.

"Spectacular, really spectacular..."

Looking at the flowers covering the sofa and coffee table, Jiang Chenglu decisively took out his broken mobile phone to take pictures, but he could only "tsk" regretfully when he found that the memory was not enough.At this time, Bai Xiuqi's cell phone suddenly rang on the floor.

Of course, it was impossible for Li Kun to call.Bai Xiuqi picked it up, and the other party was a security guard who knew him, and asked if he needed help when he saw a suspicious man in scruffy clothes follow him up the stairs just now on the surveillance.

Feelings, is this treating Jiang Chenglu as a villain?Then how could they not see Li Kun making such a big commotion, just because Li Kun looks decent?

Bai Xiuqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but after thinking about the other party's good intentions, she replied that it didn't matter, turned off the phone and walked into the bedroom.

Obviously, this was Li Kun's base camp last night.That's why not a single flower can be seen on the crumpled sheets.But wardrobes and bedside tables have become the hardest hit, and not only that, but the floor and sheets are full of embarrassing marks of drying...

If Li Kun sees this after he returns to normal, he will probably feel ashamed and indignant.

Bai Xiuqi sighed, and began to open the drawer to look for valuables such as bank cards, and by the way, found a few clothes that were pleasing to the eye from the closet to change into.It was only after this was done that I realized that Jiang Chenglu hadn't followed.

His house was so big that if there was any movement in the living room, he could hear it clearly in the bedroom. If Jiang Chenglu was not there, he could only be in the study.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuqi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and Li Kun didn't know if the sketches he had drawn had been disposed of by Li Kun...

He ran quickly to the study room, just in time to meet Jiang Chenglu coming out cheerfully, holding a piece of sketching paper with half footprints on it.

"You're drawing me, it looks like it! Can I keep it?"

Bai Xiuqi looked at the wrinkled face with shoe soles printed on the paper, and suddenly felt sour in his heart, and suddenly pulled the paper and crumpled it into a ball.

"It's been trampled like this by that guy, so why keep it? If you want it, I'll draw it for you, as many as you want!"

"Well, what you say is what you say." Jiang Chenglu smiled brightly: "If you want to take something, give it to me, and go back when you are done."

"Don't worry." Bai Xiuqi shook his head: "The things are just the two boxes at the door, one for you and one for me. After you take it, you have to go to another place."

"where to?"

"You'll know when you go."

The mess in the room looked beyond repair.Bai Xiuqi tidied up the study briefly, locked a few more important paintings and led Jiang Chenglu out the door.

The two of them got out of the real estate and hailed a taxi on the street, negotiated the price with the driver and handed over the shift at six o'clock in the afternoon, and then drove to the downtown business district.

On the way, Jiang Chenglu asked again where he was going, but what he got was an impatient response from Bai Xiuqi.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you still afraid that I will sell you?"

As a result, the vehicle actually went straight to the bustling business district, and stopped in front of the landmark building of S city - a towering skyscraper.

This is a 150-story ultra-high commercial building, which has almost everything in it, and the higher it goes up, the more high-end it is.Bai Xiuqi led Jiang Chenglu straight to the sightseeing elevator and designated the 115th floor.

The super-high-speed elevator bullets generally rise to the sky, and the scenery outside shrinks rapidly.Bai Xiuqi claims to have no fear of heights, but occasionally when he looks out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, he still feels his scalp tingling because of the miniature bonsai-like streets under his feet.

Jiang Chenglu, on the other hand, was calmer. He kept leaning against the glass window and looked down, showing no signs of fear or nervousness.

When the elevator climbed to the 100th floor, Bai Xiuqi couldn't help asking him: "Have you been here before?"

"No, I wouldn't be so curious if I've been here before." Jiang Chenglu replied calmly: "I just feel that this kind of perspective is very comfortable, and it seems a little nostalgic. Oh, by the way, back then your grandfather said He wants to go climbing with me, but now I don’t even know which mountain he is buried in.”

"Do you miss him?" Bai Xiuqi asked.

"Think about it, why don't you think about it? The old man has improved our food for several years. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a basic necessities. To be honest, I have to find some time to visit him."

While talking, the elevator quickly stopped at the 115th floor.After opening the door, there was a black marble floor on the ground, and two rows of young men and women in white uniforms and black aprons stood on the left and right and greeted them: "Welcome."

Jiang Chenglu has never seen the world again, and he can tell when he comes here that this is a barber shop—or in the words of the shop owner himself, it is a "club-style styling salon".

The owner of the salon is surnamed Zhang, and he seems to be a college classmate of Bai Xiuqi and Li Kun.The membership-only salon specializes in styling celebrities, showbiz personalities, and other special clients.Because they can really understand the needs of customers well and give more professional advice appropriately, even Bai Xiuqi, who is afraid of trouble, will run across half of the city to come here every once in a while.

But this time, he didn't come for himself.

"Just look for Lao Zhang himself, or the best designer. Design this gentleman's style, and shave the stubble on his chin by the way."

He pointed to Jiang Chenglu who was following behind, who was finally at a loss.

The old classmate happened to be out on business, and the designer who was sent to serve had met Bai Xiuqi a few times before.With a responsible attitude towards customers, he first asked Jiang Chenglu a few questions about his occupation, hobbies and habits before doing anything.

Unfortunately, the designer is a Hong Kong native who doesn't speak Mandarin very well, and Jiang Chenglu doesn't know anything about Cantonese.With Bai Xiuqi reluctantly translating, the two parties finally understood each other's meaning, but the designer fell into a new confusion because Jiang Chenglu called himself "the gatekeeper".

He knows what celebrities do, what businessmen do, and even the most difficult artists like Bai Xiuqi.But a gatekeeper...what to do?

"He's looking at the goal, A's."

Bai Xiuqi, who was sitting on the side, flipped through the newspaper and gave an explanation casually.

The designer was enlightened and nodded repeatedly.

Watching other people cut their hair is actually very boring, and what Bai Xiuqi dislikes the most is boredom.After sitting on the sofa for a while, he got up and took the elevator down to the sixth floor of the building.

This is the menswear department of a high-end department store with many world-class labels.In this city, if you want to dress up decently but are not ready for customization, it is obviously a good choice to come here to buy clothes.

For Baek Soo-ki, who hates trouble and shopping, now is the time to use his artist's vision and judgment.He put his hands in his pockets and walked along the criss-crossing roads in the mall, only slowing down a little when he saw the eye-catching products.If you confirm that you are satisfied with the style, you can directly report the size and color and ask the salesperson if it is available.Get it if you have it.

With money and taste, it can be so simple and rude.

Efficient procurement mode brings fruitful results.In less than half an hour, he already had three paper bags in his hand.And more shopping bags are being sent to the barber shop on the 115th floor.

After shopping on the first floor, the class teacher returns to court.When I returned to the barber shop, I saw that the things I bought were already piled up at the front desk.The receptionist looked at him with mixed eyes of envy and disappointment.

Bai Xiuqi continued to walk forward, and occasionally the whining sound of a hair dryer could be heard from the glass compartments on both sides of the corridor.Soon, the whine was replaced by the sound of a camera shutter.