There is always a cheater behind every detective

Zhao Zhuojie led Bai Yan to wander around the campus aimlessly, but the latter seemed to be enjoying it, strolling in the yard like an outing, there was no trace of investigation, and it was precisely because of Bai Yan's existence that they appeared on the campus become rationalized.

——The rich man the principal knows brought a bodyguard to the school for inspection.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't pay attention to other people's thoughts, he felt anxious because of the presence of the person behind him, because of the damn presence that almost influenced his thoughts.

He didn't know why he would have such a damn reaction after being with a damn rich second generation for two or three days...Damn it!

It shouldn't be like this, the misfortune he encountered in his childhood made him grow up overnight, made him mature and sensible in the days to come, made him no longer easily driven by the passion of his youth, made him have a cold face, a A ruthless heart, with a belief in hatred.

But this does not include the throbbing of a person. Family, lover, and partner are all burdens. Even the family of adoptive parents who are kind to him has never been close to him. He needs himself to be a calm and rational person. Reason can override emotion at any moment and cannot be influenced by emotion.

But this person appeared...

He is an atheist, and he doesn't believe in destiny or the red line of the moon, but in fact, both his body and his head are now clamoring to get close to this person, to be close, to love, to be more intimate.

He no longer dared to imagine, otherwise he would probably go crazy, just because of a rich second generation who had only known him for two or three days, who was more handsome in appearance and cuter in personality, and he didn't even have any special feelings for him.

"what happened to you?"

Bai Yan's slightly worried voice sounded from behind. Zhao Zhuojie let go of his messy hair, and felt his heart beating uncontrollably with the bright beat. He guessed that he had been hit by an arrow. It was shot by a bird-human child named Cupid.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain this kind of deep-rooted affection.

Why does love come so unexpectedly?It is better to know, than to boil the frog in warm water and die without knowing it, and now you can kill it in the cradle.

Zhao Zhuojie kneaded the center of his brows, and said without turning his head: "I want to go back to the game, so let's do this for today."

Bai Yan looked at his back as if he was fleeing for his life after throwing down his words, he didn't say a word to keep him, he stood still for a moment, and finally sighed softly.He noticed Zhao Zhuojie's refusal. Although the specific reason was not clear, he understood that the person who made him want to be close was refusing his approach... It was impossible to make friends.

It was the first time that she took the initiative to communicate with someone, but she received such a response. Bai Yan felt disappointed, and walked back to the place where the BMW stayed with a slightly melancholy expression. Sure enough, that person's car was no longer there.

When BMW saw him, he came up to him wagging his tail, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Bai Yan touched the black horse's wet nose, pressed her forehead against the horse's lowered forehead, and murmured: "It's still only you... Maybe he is right, only your bloodline is the most suitable for me."

The BMW didn't understand the meaning of the master's words, it only knew that the master's voice was so gentle, it happily rubbed against the master and raised its neck and hissed, feeling that the ugly guy who left in the iron box emitting the smell was a bit cute .

Bai Yan gently stroked the black horse that seemed to be overexcited, and finally made up her mind to get on the horse: "Let's go, let's check for ourselves... I must, I must not go to hell."

This scene finally fell into the eyes of the headmaster who was inspecting his own kingdom, and his half-bald head was suddenly filled with gloom. He didn't dare to stop the second-generation official racing on campus just now, and he didn't dare to stop the second-generation official racing a horse now.

The relationship between the rich second generation and the official second generation is really high-end. It is normal to quarrel and go their own way, but one is racing on campus and the other is racing horses. It probably won't happen, but if the current students like to stare out the window in a daze, if the young people are impulsive and easy to be provoked, if they can't help them open their hearts easily, he probably needs teachers to step up their ideological work to prevent the trend of puppy love from intensifying.

Thinking about it, the principal suddenly felt that the future was bleak, and he couldn't help looking at the sky at a 40-degree angle: "It would be great if I could retire tomorrow."

Study Committee A passing by holding the materials: "What are you doing, the principal, hey, his expression is so disgusting..."

People’s teacher B who was passing by with a coolie: “It’s probably due to constipation, be polite and don’t gossip…”

It's class time, Zhao Zhuojie is very relieved to step on the gas pedal and go crazy, just hope to get out of here as soon as possible, as if this campus is some kind of dragon and tiger's den, but God knows that this is just a place to witness his heartbeat, but his feelings are like a scourge .

Zhao Zhuojie was so confused that he ignored the class time. It is true that few students would wander around the campus, but there are other people in the school besides the students, so he almost bumped into the campus cleaner, but almost, he turned the front of the car in time, and the car Shoveling into the green belt and rolling over the lawn finally saved a tragedy.Seeing the panic-stricken cleaner sitting on the ground, Zhao Zhuojie thumped the steering wheel in disgust. The harsh sound of the horn attracted many people to look around. The cleaner pushed the garbage truck and fled in panic.

Zhao Zhuojie drove over the lawn with concentration, the school police had already opened the gate, probably to prevent him, a bad-tempered official, from crashing into the school gate.

As the car drove away from the campus, Zhao Zhuojie felt a lot calmer. His eyes touched the temporary pass placed in a prominent position. He took it and lowered the window to throw it away, but he squeezed the pass tightly when he shook his hand. It sits in the drawer with the snacks, out of sight.

It wasn't until the lights came on that Bai Yan rode back on the BMW. After the housekeeper asked mechanically without any emotion, he asked for a table of exquisite meals. After filling his stomach with the most standard table manners, he went to the study to read for a while, and then chose the evening exercise. , take a bath and put on the clothes prepared by the servants, and finally go to the studio to practice painting, and get ready for bed at the standard time.

He has become numb to the same life over and over again, Bai Yan only takes off his clothes when all the servants leave the room, he likes this, feels that every time he throws down a piece of clothing, it is like dropping a burden, in the end he only needs to bear his own burden Weight is fine.

Lying in the soft and comfortable big bed, Bai Yan always fell asleep easily, probably because of the sequelae of being forced to take a large amount of sleeping pills for a period of insomnia, as soon as the time came, his body would almost instinctively press the off button.

This time, he dreamed again. It was the same pair of murdered men and women, the same blocked mouth and nose, and the same heart-piercing mourning. Just when he was almost suffocated, the dream was replaced again. That pair of black rubber gloves, another young life fell today.

When the door opened, Bai Yan opened her eyes again, her mind was clear, and it was probably impossible to fall asleep again. He got up and walked into the studio, and once again used oil paint to amuse the sleepless second half of the night, but this This time didn't seem to be as uncomfortable as before, he thought, maybe it was because of the praise during the day?

Quietly, a smile appeared on the handsome face, and the eyes burst into radiance, no longer like two inorganic jade stones.

Little did he know that this smile was recorded by the surveillance equipment, and the video was sent away the next day, played somewhere, and attracted attention.

The person in charge took out a document, ticked a certain item on it, and looked at the remaining items that had not been ticked. The person secretly estimated the date when Bai Xiangyun's hidden will would be opened.

The next day, Zhao Zhuojie was late habitually, with the same cold face, but the two shadows under his eyes made his subordinates look sideways.

You must know that their boss is an iron man who has been lying in ambush for several days in a row and can chase the suspect for several streets without panting. It only takes a day for the boss to haggard. What must have happened?

Zhen Shanmei was also very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "What happened? I haven't seen you like this for a long time."

This surprise came from the bottom of her heart. She remembered that the last time this brother put on a half-dead look was about ten years ago. Since then, he has always proved himself with his strength and became a handsome man who made her heart flutter.What could make this man who made himself into steel haggard?Her intuition has to do with feelings.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't want to answer any questions, including his sister's. He waved his hand, pointed to Wu Guangming and said, "Wu Mao is my partner today, and the others regroup. Continue to investigate this case and solve it as soon as possible."

Wu Guangming immediately felt that his whole body was exuding arrogance. He finally waited until the day when his boss was promoted, and felt that he had a bright future.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't care what kind of shock he brought to his subordinates by taking the initiative to find a partner. He threw himself into the office chair and was going to sleep first, but he heard footsteps. The eyes indicate that the other party farts quickly.

Wang Jilin handed a large painting tube to his captain, and said with resentment: "The prince of the Bai family who was riding a horse delivered it himself, and he asked me to hand it over to you, boss, in its entirety."

Zhao Zhuojie just took the painting tube, and was about to throw it out when he heard this, but he squeezed it tightly again in an instant, hesitated a little, and opened it anyway.

All this, he told himself, was for the sake of the case.

Zhen Shanmei has known Zhao Zhuojie longer than anyone else, and because she likes him, she pays more attention to him than anyone else, so she naturally noticed the discomfort at that moment, but she couldn't figure out what could happen between Zhao Zhuojie and Bai Yan. What matter directly affects this iceberg into a volcano.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't greet anyone, even warned others to stay away with his eyes, and opened the dozen or so paintings by himself to look carefully.

It is Bai Yan's painting, you can tell it at a glance, and those who have seen his paintings will definitely not mistake it.

Zhao Zhuojie looked carefully, his restless heart gradually settled down, because seeing a new face, his eyes narrowed even more, making the already sharp eyes even sharper.

...the number of victims increased.