Chapter One God Turning

I followed Lu Jiuming back to the room with a confused mind. He closed the door with a snap, and by the time I realized that the two of us were alone, it was too late.He wrapped his hands around me empty-handedly, and then hugged me tightly, he buried me by the neck and said: "Don't get too close to Gao Yang."

He has a serious voice, in fact he takes it seriously whenever he talks to me.

My voice was a little fluttering, and I asked why.

He licked my neck.

Before I could feel anything, I heard him say, "He has a problem."

shit.

Gao Yang said that Lu Jiuming was the murderer, and Lu Jiuming said that Gao Yang had a problem, and that both co-authors had problems and both were insane.

I wanted to flip the table on the spot, what the hell is this playing, spy play?Are you kidding me?Are there any normal people around me? Doubts come and go, I’m not the only one who is normal, right?

I'm just going crazy.

I dragged him to the bed and sat down, he looked at me with big eyes, he was pure and innocent, he could cosplay as an angel with a pair of wings on, just like that all day long Can a coquettish person be a murderer?I don't know why, even though Gao Yang, the people's policeman, told me what he saw with his own eyes, even though Lu Jiuming was a little different from his usual self just now, even if I felt that something was wrong with him, I still couldn't help him. Push him away as a murderer.

Although we have known each other for less than a month, we have a sense of destiny.

I even have a feeling that even if Lu Jiuming is the murderer, he will not come to kill me.

It is even possible that even if the whole world comes to harm me, he will not harm me.

I don't know where I got this feeling and confidence, it's ridiculous and princely, I just don't want to complain about myself.

Maybe it's intuition.

He held my hand and touched it from the fingertips, inch by inch, to the palm, to the wrist, as if performing a pious ceremony, I was a little creepy, I think I should speak clearly to Lu Jiuming.I asked, "It's just the two of us now, tell me, where did you go tonight?"

But he only listened to half the words.

He smiled and said: "It's just the two of us." Then he pushed me and rubbed against my body, I grabbed his collar and tried to tear him away with my face flushed.

Damn, can't tear it apart.

It's almost like a mountain.

I yelled, "Stop rubbing!"

He looked down at me suspiciously, raised his body slightly, and looked innocent.

wipe.

I was instantly dissatisfied, I was going to be rubbed hard, why is he still so calm?Not blushing or out of breath?

Am I wrong?He just tickled my body like a stake?

I lifted him vigorously, he rolled in cooperation, and hit the bedside table next to him with a heavy "bang", oh my god, it won't break, right?I hurried to pull him, but he made another gesture and rolled onto me again.

My whole body is not well.

I collapsed under him in despair.

I don't think I can go on with this day.

I lowered my face and decided to ask directly: "Did you kill Xiaohong?"

I felt that the person on my body froze for a moment, and then he finally got serious, rolled off me and sat cross-legged to the side, his movements were smooth and handsome, and he said, "Dan Chuang, you have to trust me, you have to trust me."

He has a serious face, which is quite different from usual.He still frowned slightly, his black eyes determined, as if I would have made a huge mistake if I didn't believe him.

Oh shit.

I just want to say, so handsome.

A serious man is handsome, and a serious handsome guy is even more handsome.

Can you ask me a good question?It's just not going to get better, let me go to the toilet and cry for a while!

I straightened my face and asked, "If you want me to believe you, tell me everything you know and everything you have done."

He was still frowning at me.

After a while, he said firmly, "You don't believe me." After reaching this conclusion, he seemed a little irritable, jumped out of bed and walked around the room, scratching his face constantly. I think this scene is quite familiar.

He turned around a few times, and the white shirt and white arms shook my eyes almost dizzy.

He finally stopped, and said in a deep voice: "The black hair was stuffed into the hands of that dead woman by Gao Yang."

His words are full of slots, I don't know whether to complain about "black hair" or correct "dead woman" first, and his topic is too jumpy, I don't know how he talked about cat hair in one mouth up.

Change the subject?

I said in a bad tone: "Is it that difficult to tell the truth? You haven't answered my question directly. Are you guilty?"

He stepped onto the bed with his hands on his knees. I sat on the bed and looked up at him blankly. He lowered his head and said to me: "You have to trust me."

It's too close!

My heart beat faster and my breathing was a little messy.

I thought how handsome, domineering and cool, and I really wanted to lick the screen, but I saw him slump down in an instant, sat down next to me, sniffed, and looked at me with wet eyes.

Wipe, actor.

I put on a stiff face and endured the visual chaos of the president turning into a hellokitty in a second, and a mud horse flew by in my heart, and another one flew by.

He came over and took my hand and said, "Listen to me, don't doubt me, you can't doubt me, I won't let anyone hurt you."

"Gao Yang is a policeman, he should have taken all the evidence and clues into his eyes immediately, but he didn't notice the bloody footprints on the ground immediately, why do you think?"

Hearing what he said, I also think Gao Yang is a bit strange tonight. Most importantly, as a policeman, he should have a particularly good memory. How could he not remember Xiaohong?Xiaohong is at least a former witness, right?

Unless he wants to get rid of something.

Lu Jiuming knelt down beside me, stroking the calluses on my fingers with his slender fingers, warm and comfortable, which made me feel that his next words were not so alarming.

He said: "When we opened the door and went out, we saw Gao Yang bump into the woman, and then leaned over her to check. Gao Yang's back blocked our sight. There was five seconds in the middle, and he could do a lot. Things. But he was a little flustered when doing these things, so he didn't raise his head to pay attention to the footprints extending from the ground."

"Do you think this is a situation where a policeman will appear? When seeing a dead body, the first reaction is to look back at your companions instead of looking around to find clues?"

"He's worried about what we're seeing him doing."

I understood, my heart beat violently.

I looked at him hesitantly and asked, "You mean..."

He took my words and said, "He stuffed the black hair into that woman's hand."

"No." I shook my head in disbelief, and I asked, "Why would he do that? He didn't have to!"

"The similarity of the manufacturing case."

"Similar to the serial murder case? There is a case in the middle that was not done by the serial murderer, but because the same mark was created, it is considered as the serial murderer's case together?"

"you can say it this way."

My mind is like a paste, and I still don't understand, even if Gao Yang did this, what good would it do him? Putting Hei Mao is undoubtedly trying to tell us that this case is related to the previous two cases, that is, it is related to the cat demon.

But he also said that he saw Lu Jiuming kill Xiaohong.

Did he want to tell me that Lu Jiuming is a cat demon? !

impossible!

If this was the case, then Lu Jiuming wouldn't have pointed out that the cat's hair was him making perjury, wouldn't that put him on the muzzle of the gun?

And if Gao Yang's purpose is to tell me that Lu Jiuming is a cat demon, he can tell me directly.

What is Gao Yang's purpose?

No, all of this is just speculation based on Lu Jiuming's assumptions. If what he told me is not true, all of this will be overturned.

My whole being was plunged into suspicion and fear.I don't know who Lu Jiuming and Gao Yang's words are true and who is false, I feel like I don't believe any of them.Trust is swaying in the wind and rain, who are the people around me?

I shook my head frantically and asked, "These are just your suspicions. You also said that his back blocked our view. You didn't see him doing this at all. How can you be so sure?"

But Lu Jiuming didn't intend to tell me deeply at all, he just pointed it out.He turned my face and made me look directly at him. His black eyes seemed to have a kind of magic power, which made me gradually calm down.

He said softly: "Dan Chuang, there are many things you don't need to know, or it's not time to know. Don't think too much, just trust me."

"I believe you?"

"Yes." He smiled at me softly and said, "No matter what happens, you have to trust me. Except for your parents, I am the only person in this world who will not hurt you."

His oath-like words in the last second moved me so much that I almost knelt down and called the male god to accept me!In the next second, he leaned over to my neck and licked the biaji, rubbing against me like a pervert.

Do you want to ruin your image like this? !

devil!

I couldn't bear to kick him away.

But as the emotion dissipated, there was also fear and anxiety.

Lu Jiuming has such magical powers, I feel inexplicably at ease by his side, I dare not imagine if he is lying to me or if he is really a murderer, I think if that is the case, I will go crazy.He must not want to see me suffer, so he must not be the murderer.

I put my arms around Lu Jiuming's neck. The two of us squatted on the ground and looked at each other, hugging each other. I felt very safe.

Warm and caring.

I think I might be bending over.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open suddenly.

Yi Changshan stood messily at the door and stared at us with wide eyes, with an expression of unbearable gaze as if he had been stepped on by an elephant.

I calmly pushed Yi Changshan away, stood up and wiped my face and said, "Things are not what you see..."

Lu Jiu put his arms around my waist in dissatisfaction, and said seriously, "Things are going further than you imagined."

I:"……"

Yi Changshan snorted, and just about to say something, a policeman's head came in behind him.

The fat police officer said to us: "Ten people died last night, Blue Sky Hotel."

He looked serious.

The author has something to say: The grades are going to be knee-jerk... It would be better to change it to one every two days... But I promise not to cheat... Although no one will read it, I must finish writing my ending QAQ