The most miserable host of Kuai Chuan is none other than me

You can entrust the dream to your family, isn't this in Lu Weiyang's arms?

He may be nothing in the book, but he is in real life.Not to mention unattainable, it is simply a star in the clouds.

At that time, he will definitely entrust his mother with a dream, and study a way to krypton gold, and kill Jiang Ge.

The maids at the entrance of the villa stood in two rows, the head of the old man was white-haired and looked amiable, Jiang Ge walked past them without changing his expression.

The two walked to the middle of the long line one after the other like this, Lu Weiyang lowered his head awkwardly, never seen such a big battle.

Is it necessary to send out all the people and stand in a six-meter-long line to welcome Jiang Ge home?

This huge momentum reminded him of the old saying "The true identity of the good-for-nothing son-in-law is the Dragon King."

"Hello, young master!" Walking to the center, those people suddenly lowered their heads, bent over, and bowed a standard right-angled bow.

Lu Weiyang was so frightened that he quickened his pace, he was completing a huge project with his toes - he was going to dig out a Barbie dream mansion on the spot.

The people in front were slow instead of fast.

"Bang", a dull sound.

Unfortunately, Lu Weiyang's whole face bumped into that rigid back, and his nose hurts sharply.A broken bone, only one step away from him.

The person in front turned his head, frowned impatiently, and raised his rosy red lips to a certain arc: "You want to murder me with your nose?"

"Huh?" Lu Weiyang only knew that he was arrogant and domineering, but he didn't know that he was so secondary.

Jiang Ge didn't joke with him, he did feel the pain from the arrow poking his back.

"Crack!" The man took out his handcuffs.

The silver-white handcuffs clasped his right wrist coldly, and Lu Weiyang was dragged forward.

"I'm going, no, listen to me, my nose really hurts."

Lu Weiyang has a certain understanding of his facial features, and the only thing he can be proud of is his well-shaped nose.

"Shut up." Jiang Ge chose to suppress his begging with heavy drinking.

There were two older men and women sitting in the magnificent living room, seeing them come in and making a lot of noise.

The eyes projected naturally.

Lu Weiyang withdrew his fierce tone, his cheeks were flushed, and he was bottomless.

So much so that what the two elders saw was this: their well-dressed son brought back a cute glutinous dumpling today.

Nuo Tuanzi blinked, her ears were still red, and she was too shy to look up.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, who didn't know the specific situation, talked with each other for a while.

Mama Jiang, dressed in a cheongsam, is elegant and dignified.He poked Dad Jiang who was still in a daze with his arm vigorously: "Ah! Lao Jiang, go make a cup of tea."

"Mom, he doesn't drink tea." Jiang Ge held his forehead, and put the other end of the handcuffs on his hands helplessly.

What are you afraid of?

"Do you want to drink clear tea? What would you like to drink? Coke Sprite, coffee latte, black tea, green tea, or milk tea?"

"Mom, he's not...Jiang Ge grabbed the handcuffs and aimed at him threateningly.

Mrs. Jiang couldn't listen at all, and threw the long hair of the shawl behind her head: "Ah? What? Drinking pearl milk tea?"

Lu Weiyang couldn't stand the excessive enthusiasm and hid behind Jiang Pei, but this kind of enthusiasm was different from the flattery around him.

Madam Jiang, who was originally in high spirits, froze in place, tugged on her foreign-style cloak, and coughed twice: "Is this child still alive?"

"Mom! He's not a girlfriend." Jiang Ge's face was blushing and his neck was thick. After holding back for a long time, he threw out this sentence.

The handcuffs pulled into the distance between the two of them, Lu Weiyang clearly felt that his hands were trembling when he said this.

Is he scared?

Jiang Ge also has something to be afraid of?

No, he seemed to be shaking very badly when he kissed for the first time in college.

Damn memories.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm a prisoner." Lu Weiyang greeted him politely, pulling the handcuffs, "I'll just drink a cup of hot water."

The shrewd and capable Mrs. Jiang was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of her mouth curled up, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, she put her hand on his shoulder, and said briefly: "Okay."

The winking maid standing in the corner offered hot water with white smoke, and Lu Weiyang drank it all in one gulp.

Only after the pain in his heart subsided, he raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Eleven forty.

The last time I drank hot water was [-]:[-], so the changes in the tail and legs can only last for four hours each time.

"Mom, you can arrange a guest room for him. I'll go to the police station first." Jiang Ge answered the phone and hurriedly looked for the key in his pocket.

One of the children who died in this case was from a family of three generations of officials, and the bureau was forced to do nothing, and the family of four came to the bureau every day to make trouble.

"Brother, is the eighth person going to die?"

[YES, this time you have to find a way to get to the scene, the murderer will leave a loophole this time. 】

[Host, you find a way to find a crime scene with the capture target. 】

To find ways to.

Lu Weiyang raised his eyes, thinking casually.The people around me fumbled for six seconds, and said with a pursed mouth, "You go with me."

"?"

Could this be the legendary saying that there is no place to find something when you break through the iron shoes, but it takes no effort to get it.

The clone Jiang Ge is indeed better than the big star Jiang Ge.

"Hey, Lao Zhao. The key to the handcuffs is on my desk?"

The black boots fell on the wooden board, Lu Weiyang carefully kept a distance of two millimeters from him, Jiang Ge is a wicked person, but he couldn't find the key.

Yi Gao is a well-known private high school in the city.

The students at the scene were in a mess, and Jiang Ge led him to squeeze out a small passage in the crowd, with a youthful atmosphere rushing towards him.

Lu Weiyang's arms were sore, and he dragged him along all the way.

"It's a female corpse, and its identity is still being determined."

Xiao Zhao's voice was extremely low, the veins on his face were bulging, and he helplessly threw the bloody glove into the pool.

A rusty bloody smell permeated the dilapidated bathroom, and a female corpse lay horizontally in front of the uniform standing urinal.

The trainee policewoman wearing a mask lifted the skirt of the girl, took a few photos carefully, and then gently covered it up.

The policeman who was squatting on the ground had just arrived, and what came into view after struggling to remove the clump of hair was not the back of his head, but a pair of frightened eyes and distorted facial features.

The policeman quickly withdrew his hand, slapped his chest twice, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Ah, I was scared to death."

"Are you scared?" The older policeman let out a chuckle, relieving the tense and terrifying atmosphere.

"The female corpse is in the men's bathroom?"

Lu Weiyang muttered softly, his scalp was numb, and his back was cold.

The female corpse was leaning against the wall, with the hair on her face pushed back, facing him, and with a quick glance, she could look at him affectionately.

"Except for Wen Ruan, the rest are female corpses, all in this position." Xiao Zhao suddenly appeared behind him, holding a notebook in his hand.

Jiang Ge, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said, "The murderer can sew hair on her face, how could he not leave fingerprints?"

[Automatically sorting out clues. 】

"Sew the face?" Lu Wei became even more frightened, and turned his neck stiffly.

On closer inspection, the face looked intact in the shadows.There was light leaking from the windows above the head, dense needle holes and skin with hair pricked.

A face like a hornet's nest.

[Clues: embroidery, spirit, mermaid. 】