Criminal Investigation: Three Points Wildfire

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After a happy night, Chen Zhao got up from the bed, his legs were limp, and he got out of bed with difficulty.

Xie Yu was still sleeping, his jade-like face was exposed unsuspectingly outside the quilt, at first glance it seemed like something really good.

Chen Zhao secretly cursed "animal", then stepped on the floor with bare feet, and carefully moved to the bathroom.

He first carefully closed the bathroom door, then turned on the shower, the exhaust fan, and then opened the bathroom window. Finally, he secretly opened a mezzanine from under the bathroom cabinet, and took out his treasure—a pack of cigarettes.

There are only a few cigarettes in a pack, and this is his last stock. Generally speaking, only at this time, Xie Yu will fall asleep and he will have a chance to smoke a cigarette.

The old man sat on the toilet with his hands on his waist, his teeth bared, and he lit a cigarette slowly.

A cigarette afterward is like a race god.

Don't care about the afterthought, anyway, if you smoke it, you will be a god.

He took a puff and flicked the cigarette butt behind his buttocks, letting the ashes be flushed down the toilet.

As an old criminal policeman, he still has basic anti-reconnaissance awareness, but he is too tired, his bones are brittle, and he is about to fall apart from being tossed. When he leans on the toilet, he forgets the time. A long piece of soot, I forgot to flick it.

Seeing that the cigarette butt was about to fall off, Chen Zhao flicked it into the gap behind his buttocks. There was only a little bit of cigarette butt left, but Chen Zhao was reluctant to throw it away, so he kept flicking it, intending to smoke it later, but suddenly, the toilet Xie Yu's voice came from outside.

"Chen Zhao?" There was a "click" of the bathroom doorknob. It was Xie Yu who was twisting the doorknob, but he didn't open it.

Sitting on the toilet, Chen Zhao was so startled that he shook his finger holding the cigarette butt and burned it directly on his own butt.

He was scalded with a "shit" sound, and his whole body was in shock. He didn't care about the pain, so he quickly dropped the cigarette butt, flushed the toilet, then waved his hands in the bathroom, and then rushed under the shower head to take a shower, flushing while Open the shower gel and rush it on the head with a "click".

"Chen Zhao!" Outside the door, Xie Yu raised his voice and asked, "Did you secretly smoke behind my back?"

Just as Chen Zhao finished dispelling the smell of smoke in the air, he washed himself again, and then went to open the door with his head full of foam.

The moment the door was opened, the cold air from outside came in. Chen Zhao squinted his eyes and asked confidently, "What's wrong? Who smokes! I don't, can you stop talking nonsense?"

Xie Yu opened the door suspiciously, walked in, and smelled it.

The air is filled with the strong smell of shower gel, and there is indeed no evidence.

Chen Zhao still looked "very angry at being wronged", and began to complain with his head full of foam.

"You don't let me drink and smoke every day, I don't drink or smoke, I exercise every day, and then you torment me every day, what did I say? What about you! Besides tossing me every day, you just squeeze me, and you still have the face to criticize me? Why can't I get out of bed every day, does it have something to do with alcohol? It has something to do with people, okay? Can you reflect on yourself? You still catch me smoking every day, do you have evidence!"

He babbled on and on, but he felt something was wrong while he was talking, he looked back, Xie Yu turned off the changing fan and shower head, stood beside him, reached out and touched his buttocks.

Chen Zhao dodged guilty for a while, and began to speak obscenely: "Are you hooked?"

"It's up." Xie Yu said, "It's like your cigarette butt."