cat disease

Take out the feeling of French dinner.

At this time, the mall opened not long ago, and there were not many people wandering on the street. During weekdays, except for the rich second-generation and college students who had nothing to do, few people had any leisurely time.

And this casually dressed, sloppy, but unexpectedly good-looking man became the sweet spot in the eyes of the little girl.

The man tugged at his collar, blinked at a little girl who had passed by three times, and almost stuffed his breakfast into a passing trash can, and invited the beauty to a nearby coffee shop for some coffee, and casually drank the cup of coffee Movie theater, have a meal and make an appointment...

Thoughts obviously ran faster than his actions, and in the direction he expected, even eight horses would not be able to drag him back.

Fortunately, he didn't forget his business during the gallop. After being hinted again, he took a big sip of coffee and pretended to be an innocent boy. He couldn't understand the hints in the beauties' eyes, and strode Walking along the small path between the two shopping malls, after walking a few steps, I vaguely heard two beauties come together and say "boring".

Someone actually said he was boring?

He paused, and almost turned his head to show off his glory regardless, but when his eyes touched a plaque, he finally temporarily left the man's self-esteem elsewhere. He swore that this was the last time!

The sign of that store is very strange, the whole body is black, even the only word on the sign is black, and by the sunlight from sideways, one can vaguely see that it is "B".

If you don't look carefully, you may think that the store made a mistake and hang up the unfinished sign directly.

This store is not only weird in brand, but also in the facade. The "antique wood" that the store door took back from a scrap yard has been broken in several places at the bottom of the door. Only the paint on the top looks intact, which may be for Save the final finish and paint from time to time.

There are two rows of fences on both sides of the gate, which are close to the wall, and plants are planted inside, and a handful of flower buds can be seen sporadically.

If it weren't for the tall buildings around, this scene alone would have looked like a small shop by the road in the village.

The man walked to the door and knocked on it. After making sure that there was no movement inside, he opened the wooden door with his elbow.

With a tooth-piercing voice, the man stepped in.

He was obviously followed by many little girls before, but when he entered this alley and arrived at the door of the small shop, those girls strangely didn't follow him again, even though they still talked about such a handsome guy together in twos and threes, they didn't mention it again. Where did the handsome guy go.

The bell rang cheerfully for a while, and the wooden door closed behind him.

The store is dimly lit, and the door is facing a counter about 1.2 meters away. The empty seats do not have a receptionist sitting here to watch the store.

Yan Zijin put the things on the counter familiarly, glanced at the store, made sure he didn't see anyone, and pulled out a chair to sit aside, drinking coffee and playing with his mobile phone.

This store looks like a small store from the outside, but when you enter the house, you will find that the inside is not small, at least three floors high, and it looks like an old bookstore in terms of decoration.

Except for a counter at the entrance, the store is surrounded by towering bookshelves.

It stands to reason that such a high bookshelf is not safe, and it is inconvenient whether it is for sale or for reading. Normal bookstores would not do such thankless things, but this store did the opposite.What's even more strange is that the color of the spine of every book on the bookshelf is exactly the same, the book cover is completely black, the characters are like black gold, and there is an inconspicuous light shining between them, except for the difference in thickness, it looks like the same batch of books.

Seeing the bottom of the coffee, Yan Zijin turned off the news interface, called up the game and was about to play a few rounds, when the voices finally came from the empty bookstore.

"What are you doing here?" The man's voice was not loud, but his cool tone suited this bookstore perfectly.

Yan Zijin casually threw the empty cup into a trash can beside him, and raised his eyes to see a figure walking out from among the scattered bookshelves.

The man's complexion was extremely pale, and his facial features looked more three-dimensional under the dim light.

His long hair was tied casually behind him, and he was wearing a bright red coat that reached to his ankles. The wide sleeves were obviously not in a modern style, and he looked like an ancient man who came out of a painting.

Every time he saw this scene, Yan Zijin unconsciously sighed in his heart: Why hasn't this man been arrested by the mental hospital yet.

The hands of a mental hospital can't be stretched so long, let alone judge a person's mental problems just because of his clothes, it's purely because of Yan Zijin's jealousy.

Even if this person wears this dress on the street, it will only attract girls to stop. In different ages, the world's tolerance for various clothes has increased by more than one level.

Yan Zijin once curiously asked how this bookstore could stand in the middle of a shopping mall full of tall buildings, and was not even interviewed because of the weird layout and facade, and finally answered his matter with a complete stack of certificates and a business license .

Yan Zijin withdrew his mind, tapped his fingers on the counter twice and said, "I didn't go to the scene yesterday because of something, I heard that you went to take a look and then left?"

Chong Jiu walked to the counter and sat casually on a chair, opened his coat, took out a pack of cigarettes from his black trouser pocket, lit it with a click, and held it in his mouth, squinting his slender eyes, looking at The person sitting opposite responded casually: "Yes."

Yan Zijin was used to the other party's indifference, so he handed the soy milk and fried dough sticks in front of the other party: "I said Jiuye, why are you suddenly interested in murder cases? When you met a corpse before, you didn't even want to give a look? Now you're down?"

Speaking of this, he gripped the clothes on his chest in grief, and said with a sad and uncontrollable expression: "When I was in a car accident before, you clearly passed by me, and you didn't even give me a look. It's really sad that our friendship almost ended in that accident."

Chong Jiu obviously didn't like this, glanced at the things on the table that didn't match the surroundings, took a deep breath of the cigarette, frowned, the scars at the end of the eyes seemed to have faded a lot.

He seemed to be thinking about what to say at this time, but he still didn't speak out after smoking a cigarette.

Yan Zijin waited on the counter for a long time, and finally he was the first to compromise: "Well, I can't think of any good things to say from you, you can be thankful that I have a good heart, and I don't care about you, change someone..."

"Anyone else can't enter this store." Chongjiu stared at the soybean milk in front of him and hesitated for a moment. He looped his slender fingers around the plastic cup, lifted the lid and poured it into the empty cup that had been placed in the drawer beforehand.

Yan Zijin half leaned on the counter and said, "Isn't that right, I'm still quite special, do I have a little more place in your heart?"

Chong Jiu paused the hand holding the soy milk, and glanced at Yan Zijin lightly: "Speak the business."

Yan Zijin sat back unwillingly, murmured something, and finally he had enough fun, cleared his throat and said: "Yesterday you walked too fast, and it is said that you were with a newly recruited child...cough... ..."

He just started to talk seriously, but when he saw that he was about to go off track again, he braked in time after meeting Chongjiu's cold eyes: "Well, let's go to the scene, the corpse is definitely not murdered."

Chong Jiu lowered his head and blew on the hot air on the soy milk, took a sip and put it back on the table.

Although he didn't speak, Yan Zijin still accurately grasped his meaning: talk nonsense and get out.

Since he did come here on business, and he always boasted that he has a good temper and doesn't care about the person in front of him. Although he didn't have the confidence to care about it, he comforted himself in his heart, and continued: "I don't know if you noticed at the time, that There was no scar on the outside of the corpse, but the inside was messed up, the forensic doctor just took out the report and turned around and vomited into the bathroom, that smell..."

Seeing that the topic was going off topic again, Chong Jiu interjected, "Do you know the murderer?"

"There is no clue yet." The topic of turning and turning has finally come to the right track, and Yan Zijin smiled brightly, "You see, our relationship is pretty good. In the past, I didn't bother with you when you refused to save me. I want to ask..."

"No."

"I haven't asked anything yet. Why didn't I?" Yan Zijin snorted his hair. In fact, he didn't want to ask, and he knew that there would be no result. It's just that this matter is too strange. There will be wounds, even if they are insignificant, they will not really press a blender in the stomach.

Chong Jiu put the half-cup of soy milk on the corner of the table, and then seemed to think of something suddenly, the bottom of the cup was just about to touch the table before he took it back, and his lips unconsciously pursed into a line.

An unnoticed detail pulled back a little of his exhausted patience, he took out the cigarette in his pocket and lit another without looking at the cup again, the clicking sound was like a switch, he was finally willing to talk to Yan Zi Jin said a few words.

"I haven't seen that person, and I don't have the information you want." He explained a little more rarely, and then asked, "Didn't you see the scratch marks on that person's wrist? Now it's not just massage for blind people, even Are forensic doctors blind too?"

Yan Zijin was choked suddenly. He originally thought that he would not get any more words here today. It took a while for his nimble tongue to regain his vitality: "Yes, there is indeed, but you should have seen it. The wound was not left that day. According to the judgment, it should be traces of two or three days ago. There are no cats in his house. According to the residents who live nearby, there are many wild cats in that area. Rotten."

Chong Jiu leaned his head back on the chair.

When he went to the scene of the crime, he didn't stay long because what he wanted to see didn't appear there. A smelly leather bag wasn't worth wasting too much time, and someone else would clean it up.

Yan Zijin looked at the thing in Chong Jiu's mouth, frowned and said: "I used to say that your habit is not good, why is it getting worse now, be careful that it will really stain your body black."

Chongjiu, who had been expressionless all this time, showed Yan Zijin's first expression when he heard this sentence.

The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes narrowed slightly, the scar at the end of his eyes was stained a little red, and he said with a low smile, "I'm already dark."

"What!"

Chong Jiu didn't pay much attention and said, "You don't know why I'm here? I've been stripped..."

"Okay, the more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes." Yan Zijin couldn't listen anymore, and didn't let him finish the rest of the sentence, "I'm here to tell you something serious, not to listen to those gossips."

Chong Jiu suppressed his smile, crossed his legs, and looked at Yan Zijin's increasingly impatient face leisurely.

Yan Zijin was about to say something more, when a bell suddenly sounded behind him.

Jingle Bell.

Obviously the door was not opened, and there was no wind blowing in, and the bell hanging on the door kept shaking.

Although the store door was old and looked bad, everyone present knew that the door would not be destroyed even if a cannon was fired.

It is not an ordinary wooden door, it isolates yin and yang, and the bell on the door is not for ordinary decoration. The bronze bell is engraved with complicated patterns and hidden under the dim light. "High-priced cultural relics" are about the same.

But this bell, which seems to have no other purpose except to deceive the little girl, is a real treasure. Together with the bell, either the bell rings crisply, and it is for a person, or the bell is empty, and it is for a soul.

This is not the first time for Yan Zijin to come here, except for some places inside the store where no one can enter, he knows the rest, especially the bell.

Listening to the sound of the empty bell, it was obviously ringing behind him, but it seemed to come from all directions.

Yan Zijin rubbed his bristling hair through his clothes, and when he saw Chong Jiu's eyes fall behind him, he suddenly understood.

He is not curious about the things that come in behind him. There are tens of millions of dead people in the world. Needless to say, the reason can be anything when the time comes, even a toothpick can kill someone.

Until the ringing sound stopped completely, he caught a glimpse of several books rising out of thin air to the top shelf of the bookshelf from the corner of his eye. The identical book covers became part of thousands of books.

This change made Yan Zijin feel a little bit uneasy, he didn't like to come to this place, no one likes to come here.

He got up and patted the wrinkles on his body, and said, "I see that you are very concerned about this case, I just came to tell you about the progress, and I will tell you later if there is anything else."

Chong Jiu raised his head with a cigarette in his mouth, tilted up the front legs of the chair and swayed, did not stay with Yan Zijin, but just added a sentence that he hadn't finished before he was about to walk to the door.

"I didn't see the 'book' and the spirit when I went to the scene, and no similar spirit has come to report so far."

Yan Zijin paused and turned to look at Chongjiu.

Chong Jiu: "My cat is lost."

Chapter 4

◎"Master Jiu likes to skin people alive!"◎

Yan Zijin stood under the sun again, and the scorching sun dispelled most of the cold air surrounding his body. Although he only entered the store for a while, the cold air seemed to soak into his bones.

Although this store is located in a downtown area, it actually has no customers, let alone a living person, Chong Jiu... is not considered a living person.

Most of those who can go to the store are ghosts, and they bring books named after themselves to the store. "Books" are life, so hand in your own life, and then step into the road of reincarnation.

And the Tao of Reincarnation is in a door in the back hall of the bookstore.

Yan Zijin turned his head and looked at the plaque hanging high above.

Nowadays, this style of card can barely be regarded as a unique design, after all, it is out of date, just like the person staying inside.

The bookstore has been hidden in the downtown for an unknown number of years, but it stands in the middle of the downtown area but is ignored by ordinary people because of its unique characteristics.

I didn't intentionally find a place with a lot of people. Time has passed and the sea has changed. After many years, the remote place has become a lot of tall buildings, and the once shabby small shops are mixed with modern buildings. I always feel that it may disappear completely in the next second.

What disappeared together should be a few hydrangeas planted at the door.

Endless summer, even if it persists for the whole summer, it will still wither in autumn.

The door closed heavily, and Chong Jiu spun up and down with a lighter in his hand.

There was hot soybean milk and a few untouched fried dough sticks on the table. He didn't touch them again. He looked up at the high roof and didn't know what he was thinking. The faint light hit his eyes with a little dark green of light.

The bell rang again, the sound sounded more ethereal than before, lingering among the rows of bookshelves, as if to wake up those sleeping lives, but the owners of those books have already stepped into the path of reincarnation, or entered hell to redeem The crimes committed in the previous life, the books are listed here one by one as dead objects, which can be regarded as the last traces left in the world.

It's not that the bookstore has no windows, it's just that the glass seems to have been cast some kind of spell. The scorching sun shines through the glass and projects into the house, which is almost like candlelight, even with a bit of coolness.

It wasn't until the heat from the soy milk completely disappeared that Chongjiu stood up from the chair, put the bright red coat on the back of the chair, took out a hat and mask from the counter, covered himself up, and then covered himself from the corner of the wall. He took an umbrella and opened the store door.

In the past, it was rare for him to go out for a walk, but in the past few days, he has to go out every day.

At this moment, the bell, which both humans and ghosts have to distinguish, seemed to have lost its effect, and it stuck to the door without saying a word, becoming dumb.

When Yan Zijin came here this time, although he didn't say much on the surface, his intentions couldn't be more obvious.

They didn't get too many clues from the corpse, so they thought of asking "Book" here.

"B" has many rules, the first one is that books are not borrowed.

It's not that Yan Zijin is ignorant of this rule, since he can come here to ask, it means that they are urgent about this incident but have no clue, so they have to come here to find a breakthrough, but he didn't expect that the soul and "book" of that person disappeared .

As soon as the wooden door opened and closed, Chong Jiu's footsteps stopped at the door.

He looked at the person standing in front of him and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The visitor was standing not far away, twisting the hem with his hands, trembling with fright when he heard the door opening, he moved his feet to the side and wanted to run subconsciously, but he didn't know what was holding him back from the step he was about to take. When I came back, I finally muttered something, but was suppressed by the cries of the shop not far away.

Chong Jiu remembered this person, he saw it in the alley when he went to see the scene, he seemed to be called...Tai Xu, whose name was like a little girl.

He has always disliked greetings, so he put his hands in his pockets, pretending to bump into them by accident, turned around and walked out of the street, and after walking a few steps, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

Chong Jiu didn't turn his head, and the footsteps behind him occasionally walked a few steps quickly, and occasionally slowed down, as if he wanted to stop him but lost a little courage.

Seeing that the two were about to reach the main street, Chong Jiu took the lead and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Tai Xu was lowering his head and nibbling on his nails. He hadn't thought about what to say at the beginning, but this procrastination saved him the opening words, and he hurriedly said: "Ang, that, our group, the group said let me come over and talk to you ..."

Chong Jiu turned around and looked down at Tai Xu who had just reached his shoulder.

Tai Xu was put into the car by a group of people after he left in Chongjiu yesterday, and he went through the entry procedures in a daze. After sitting in a strange office building, he finally realized that he was not cheated, he was really admitted, or A place linked to the government/government.

A group of hospitable colleagues first told him about the composition of their unit, and then about the work they usually come into contact with, which scared him so much that he almost peed his pants on the spot. Fortunately, the colleagues added that not every day there are bad things, Usually they are very idle, most of them sit together and play mahjong together.

Tai Xu expressed that he didn't know how to do this, and his enthusiastic colleagues said that they could teach him in the future.

Before he had time to learn chess and cards from his good colleagues, he received a message early in the morning, telling him that he could not get up early to work, and stroll to the commercial street later, and found a shop with a black house number and hydrangeas at the door. Jiuye" docking.

The word "Jiu Ye" is really shocking. After confirming that he is an accomplice, those enthusiastic colleagues immediately expressed their sympathy for this newcomer, especially the three people they met in the corner of the alley. , Surround him in the middle and express how terrifying "Ninth Lord" is, and be more careful in handling things in the future.

Taixu turned on the computer tremblingly and wrote a resignation letter. It was cruel for him to say goodbye to his first job on the second day of his employment, but no matter how cruel it was, it was better than losing his life.

Just before clicking send, he saw a message from another company telling him that he was not accepted.

There has always been no response to the failure of the admission, but this time he found that Baba sent him a message, as if telling him that he would never find a job after resigning now.

He sat in front of the computer and looked at the resignation letter for most of the morning. When he came back to his senses, the resignation letter had already entered the trash can. He hurriedly tried to drag the resignation letter out, but his hand shook... Empty .

Then...he stood on the street, looking at the person in front of him.

The man stood in the sun in black, no matter how scorching the temperature was, it seemed that he could not wear the thin clothes. He could feel the air-conditioning all over his body from a long distance, and the dark green light flashed in his eyes from time to time, making Tai Xu feel frightened. , even though he didn't know what the reason for this fear was.

Taixu had nowhere to retreat, gritted his teeth and raised his head to meet Shashen's eyes.Speaking of which, he had only seen this man twice, and both times he only saw his eyes.

A pair of eyes is enough to defeat the courage he has just accumulated.

Taixu hurriedly looked away, and whispered: "Leader, the leader said that there is no contact information for you. Well, there is not much progress on the dead person for the time being, except in the body..."

Chong Jiu looked at the white and clean child in front of him, but he never thought that he was stuttering, not only his voice was low, but he couldn't even speak clearly.

Presumably, they didn't communicate in time internally. Yan Zijin didn't tell the internal team about Yan Zijin's coming to greet him earlier, so he sent this kid over to report the situation. Which of those old fritters intended to set foot in his place?

For a whole night, he forgot that it was he who called the child to meet him yesterday.

After stammering and waiting for a long time, he didn't get to the point, so he simply knew what to say, so he didn't want to entangle him again.

He tapped the ground with the tip of the umbrella and made a rattling sound, preventing Taixu from saying: "I see, you go back."

Having said that, he turned around and wanted to go into the crowd, but after taking two steps, he found that the little tail behind him still hadn't left, maintaining a not too far and not close distance, he took one step and one step behind the little tail.

Chong Jiu paused, and looked sideways at Xiao Tai who was also standing still: "Is there anything else?"

Xiaowei Taixu scratched his hair: "Leader, the leader said let me follow you first to see if you need any help."

Chong Jiu looked him up and down, and for the first time began to wonder if the so-called leader of their organization was out of his mind.

Oh, by the way, Yan Zijin is one of the bullshit leaders.

Chongjiu didn't want to talk to this kid anymore, so he left a sentence "what to do, don't follow me", and then dodged into the crowd.

Tai Xu didn't dare to pay attention to Jiu's eyes, and could only stare at Chong Jiu's shadow after staggering his gaze. As a result, as soon as these words entered his ears, the shadow on the ground disappeared.

He looked blankly at the flow of people coming and going, and there was no black figure in the colorful clothes.

He was relieved at first, the feeling of staying with Master Jiu was really too depressing.

However, before he had time to be happy for a long time, his heart skipped a beat.

What to do, he messed up the first task assigned to him by the leader!

When she reappeared, Chong Jiu was already standing in that old alley. Perhaps a homicide had just happened here, and there was no one nearby. Even if someone appeared out of thin air, she did not attract attention.

The surrounding area is so empty that there is not even a human figure, so it can attract no attention.

The last time he came with a purpose, Chong Jiu didn't observe the surroundings carefully. Now, in order to find clues, the surrounding environment is also within the range that he needs to pay attention to.

Who on earth can wring a person's internal organs to pieces without disturbing the residents?

It is absolutely impossible for a normal person to do it, but Yingui... I have never heard of any Yingui having this ability, even evil ghosts can only make people look completely different, not so perfect on the surface, let alone ghosts.

But in a short time, the sunny day was windy, the sun was covered by clouds, and the little flowers lined up on the street shook their heads and tails, which was not much different from the first time he came here, except that there was still a puddle beside the street at that time , a dead body lay in the pit.

Chong Jiu leaned against the wall, and his eyes fell on the opposite corner, which had been tidied up now, and it was impossible to see that such a horrible thing had happened.

The color of the stone slab at that location is darker than other places, and the stench has long since dissipated. It is estimated that the investigation team has made some manipulations, but Chongjiu still smells a sweet and greasy smell in the air sensitively, and there is also a... fishy smell taste.

The sunny day turned overcast, and Chong Jiu's hair, which was tied casually behind his back, was blown away and swept across his face.

He took off a few strands of hair from the corner of his mouth, walked to the opposite side and squatted down, looking at the only one in a row of flowers and plants that was overwhelmed. Although the flowers did not fall, the petals were already in tatters, and the branches were still attached, pitifully Hanging aside.

Chong Jiu twirled it with his fingers, and his pale fingertips were stained with yellow pollen and a little bit of dark brown stuff, which seemed to be dried blood.

With a light flick of the index finger, the dirt on it disappeared instantly.

Chong Jiu stood up, pulled off his mask, took out the cigarette and dropped it into his mouth, just as the fire was lit, there was a sudden noise behind him, as if someone was slowly approaching.

He didn't look back, took a puff on his cigarette, and recalled that the scratch on the dead body's arm was indeed scratched by the cat, but he was definitely not scratched by the one he lost. No matter how stupid the cat was, it would never be scratched by a cat. Ordinary people caught.Moreover, although this street is old, it is not possible to accumulate so much water in such a place, water...

The footsteps behind him were unhurried, but they stopped not far away, perhaps out of curiosity as to why young people would come here to smoke in such an unlucky place, and they didn't intend to leave for a long time.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sunny day turned upside down so quickly, a drop of water hit the wall, and the white wall skin became darker in an instant.

Chongjiu held an umbrella in one hand and a cigarette in the other, and the curl of white smoke was blown out of shape by the wind.

He didn't intend to open an umbrella, and let the raindrops get bigger and bigger, and the person standing behind finally moved again.

The man walked gradually, and a voice suddenly sounded behind him, with a hint of teasing, but it made Chong Jiu, who had always been indifferent, stiffen.

The man said: "When did you learn the bad habit?"

Chapter 5

◎Welcome Master Jiu to visit us◎

The raindrops hit the ground and created a mist, and the bluestone slabs on the ground were hazy, making this ancient street that was incompatible with modern times seem to have really returned to the past.

He held the long umbrella in his hand, and his almost transparent white fingers were gripping the handle of the umbrella, which turned blue due to too much force, and he stuffed the half of a cigarette that had been extinguished before he had time to enter it into his pocket.

Chong Jiuban lowered his head and couldn't see the expression clearly, only a pair of eyes were glowing with dark green light.

He didn't turn around in a hurry, and listened to the man standing behind him and continued: "Why don't you speak?"

Chong Jiu closed her eyes, the gleam of light was hidden under her eyelids, and when she opened her eyes after a while, there was silence in her eyes, as if nothing had ever appeared in the darkness.When he turned around, he had returned to his original appearance, and those abnormalities seemed to be an illusion.

The heavy rain along the brim of the hat formed a rain curtain in front of Chongjiu's eyes. He looked at the man in front of him and chuckled softly.

The man was dressed in a white long gown, tilted his head slightly, his appearance was clean and dusty, but his expression looked a little sloppy.

This face is too familiar to Chongjiu. Even after so many years, many things have been blurred in his memory, this face is still clearly imprinted in his mind. I don't know if it is because of his good memory or because he has seen it too many times. Same as this time.

The tip of the umbrella slid on the ground, Chong Jiu took two steps forward, walked up to the man, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing again?"

The man smiled, even in such a rainy day, his complexion still looked good, unlike Chong Jiu, who looked like a ghost.

The two were about the same height, but Chong Jiu lowered his eyelids and did not look at the man, his eyes fell on his chin.

He seldom speaks usually, and he always let other people lead the conversation, but when he met this person, he changed his habit, as if he used all the words he usually accumulated in this moment.

"What's the purpose of appearing this time? To give me some clues or tell me where the cat went?" Chongjiu raised the brim of his hat and touched his forehead with a nasty smile. "Or, to remind me to give you my life back?"

He stretched out his hand as if to touch the man's face, but halfway out his hand stopped in mid-air, and then closed it into a fist.

"Don't worry, it's coming soon."

It was raining heavily, and Chongjiu's clothes were already drenched. He picked up the umbrella and opened it in front of him with a bang. From the front of his eyes to the top of his head, when the vision was opened again, there was no one in front of him. Disappearing in the mist like this is just an illusion.

Chong Jiu seemed to have known this would happen a long time ago, instead of looking for the disappearing figure, he turned around and walked into the alley beside him.

The alley became quiet again, only the sound of rain hitting the ground was left.

I don't know if Chongjiu just saw his old friend a little restless, or because he was thinking too much. He didn't notice that on the other side of the street, there was a person leaning against the wall with his head down, shaking up and down with a wooden stick in his mouth. , seemingly unintentionally, but took all the previous scene into his eyes.

Before Jinhuai was mentioned as a new first-tier city, there was a villa area called Long’an Yuyuan on Xigang Road. Under the banner of a high-end community, when the house price was low, the price was twice as expensive as the market price. It took a long time to sell the villas, most of them were bought by rich people for vacation, and there are not as many residents as there are security guards.

Although the occupancy rate is relatively low, there are still some rich and powerful people who buy it, such as Yan Zijin.When he bought it, the price was not in his consideration. It was entirely because he thought it was a treasured land of geomantic omen.

The mountain is the small mound behind him, the water is the pool in the center of the community, the birds are the sparrows that hop around all year round, and the flowers are not too serious, and he has grown a lot by himself.

There are large gaps between each villa. The front and back yards of each house are not small, and the trees are shaded. The surrounding iron fences are covered with roses. It is difficult to see what is in the neighbor’s house between the yards. The privacy is very good, so This place was regarded by Yan Zijin as the office address of the unconventional case investigation team.

Speaking of office, in fact, there are not many people working here. Many people are on long-term business trips or stationed in other places. Although the space here is not very big, it is enough.

Holding a black umbrella, Chong Jiu stood at the door, hesitated for a while, and rang the doorbell with slightly unfamiliar fingers.

In fact, he can dodge and go directly into the house. Even if he is abrupt, no one will say anything in front of him. Apart from fear, those people probably only hate him. After all, his reputation has not been very good, but in the end People's territory, always give Yan Zijin some face.

Originally thought it would take a while to get a response, but he came suddenly, and the people in the room always needed to prepare to welcome him, the evil spirit, but it didn't take long for the voice to come from the intercom.

"Jiuye? I'll come right over!"

Yan Zijin's voice overwhelmed the sound of rainwater beating on the umbrella surface. Not long after the sound fell, a person rushed out of the house. Although the courtyard of the villa is large, the distance from the house to the gate is only a few steps away.

With a "twisting" sound, the iron door was pulled open from inside: "Why are you here now? It's raining so hard, come in quickly."

Yan Zijin took out an umbrella out of nowhere, with tiny flowers printed on it, it was not for him at first glance.

Chong Jiu glanced lightly, followed Yan Zijin into the door.

The yard is surrounded by hydrangeas, which are exactly the same as the ones planted at the gate of "B".

At the beginning, Yan Zijin moved all the hydrangeas from a flower market back to his yard because he took a fancy to the flowers in front of the bookstore, so that there was only one variety in the yard.

But in flower season, the large clusters of hydrangea from blue to purple are really beautiful.

"Are you reduced to being a gatekeeper now?" Chong Jiu followed Yan Zijin half a step behind, not because of his status, he was a guest after all, and the guest followed the host.

Yan Zijin rolled his eyes: "What door are you looking at? I'm so busy with so many things. I didn't come out to greet you, sir. You should be grateful."

It seems that only Yan Zijin dares to talk to Chong Jiu like this in this world.

Chongjiu: "Grateful, when you die, I will arrange a separate place for you to store your life experience, and take some time to read it every day to express my gratitude."

The corner of Yan Zijin's mouth twitched: "Thank you, please put my book in a corner, don't read it, I'm afraid my rich life experience will blind your eyes."

While talking, the two had already climbed the steps, Chong Jiu put away his umbrella, and Yan Zijin had already touched the doorknob.

Before the door was opened, Chong Jiu suddenly asked, "Is that corpse here or somewhere else?"

Just as Yan Zijin was about to open the door, he turned his head in doubt when he heard these words: "What's wrong with the corpse?"

Chong Jiu: "I want to see it."

Yan Zijin nodded: "Here, except for the anatomy where professionals intervene, the corpse has been kept on our side and no one should touch it."

Chong Jiu: "Know that I'm coming?"

Yan Zijin paused calmly when he opened the door, then took a step towards the back of the door as if nothing had happened, made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "Welcome Master Jiu."

Chong Jiu glanced at Yan Zijin and said nothing more.

It was estimated that there was too much moisture outside, so the air conditioner was turned on in the house, and as soon as he stepped into the room, the warm air rushed towards his face, causing Chong Jiu to subconsciously frowned, and the surrounding air-conditioning seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Yan Zijin fought a cold war and closed the door tightly, and the sound of rain was shut out.

"What are you doing, you can still drench yourself like this while holding an umbrella." Yan Zijin shook the rain on his trousers, and only noticed Chong Jiu's appearance when he looked up.Seeing his pale face, pale lips, the surrounding skin almost merged into one, and his whole body was wet, like a water ghost.

at the end