Medical mountains and rivers

When the three of them returned to the research institute, the cooked dumplings were still steaming under the protection of the barrier when they went out.The big raccoon bared its teeth viciously at Jin Jin, and quickly jumped onto the hanging basket hanging in mid-air, only showing a vigilant buttock.

Song Chengqing looked up at the chrysanthemums above his head, then at the dumplings on the table, lost his appetite, turned around and asked curiously: "Senior brother, what did you do to the big raccoon to make him hold grudges till now?"

After the group of cats smashed and danced, the Institute has long been "renewed", lost its original rigorous and mysterious academic atmosphere, and became an out-and-out home for lazy people.

After entering the door, Tian Jin frowned slightly, and sat down on the long rattan chair in the corner. With the screen propped up, only a vague outline could be seen from the outside world.

Hearing this, before Tian Jin could answer, the big raccoon raised its tail and shook the hanging basket to this side.

Song Chengqing hurriedly protected the dumplings, for fear of getting a mouthful of ashes: "Okay, okay, I shouldn't ask, the raccoon master has boundless power, so how could he be at a disadvantage." While complimenting, he moved the dining table to the side.

Yin Li arranged the cell, and when he entered the door, he saw him pouring something into the oil dish furtively.

What are you doing again?

He walked over silently, stood behind him, and snatched the small bottle from Song Chengqing's hand by taking advantage of his height. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help being annoyed and funny: "How old are you, you still play this kind of trick." Bitter gourd juice is added to the ingredients, childish.

Song Chengqing was punctured, and brazenly argued: "Recalling bitterness and thinking sweet is the traditional virtue of our generation, there is no reason to abandon it."

The wind and snow had stopped, and the party on TV was coming to an end, Song Chengqing brought a bowl of dumplings to Tian Jin, saw him closing his eyes for a nap, and returned to the table lightly.

He picked up a dumpling, opened his mouth to bite it, and his face twisted instantly——

"My teeth!"

Song Chengqing quickly spit out the coin from his mouth, and pressed the tip of his tongue against the root of his teeth, confirming his "injury".

Yin Zhi smiled lightly and said, "The export has become gold, congratulations."

The teeth were intact, and Song Chengqing felt relieved. After so many years, it was the first time that he had a fortune, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north.Of course, Song Dagao didn't want to show it. He raised his chin slightly and said reservedly: "God favors me, so I must suffer."

Seeing his triumphant look with his tail raised high, Yin Zhi's heart felt itchy, and the hand that wanted to touch his hair changed its course halfway, picked up the dumpling and threw it into his bowl instead.

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes singly, and Song Chengqing's heart, which had just jumped to the sky, finally sank to the bottom of the abyss after a few consecutive teeth cracks.

How many hidden weapons are hidden in these two plates of dumplings? !

After several losses, Song Chengqing didn't dare to be careless, and every time he poked the skin to pieces before daring to enter.Yin Lie didn't have his concerns, and after finishing the game, he left the room to the two brothers, and went back to the room to continue discussing with Qin Chuan about the beast.

After eating more than a dozen dumplings, Song Chengqing felt confident, turned away the screen, and couldn't help but widen his eyes at the sight in front of him.

...Brother, he actually moved his chopsticks?

Song Chengqing can't be blamed for making such a fuss, since Tian Jin was young, which food is not fine?To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for Tian Jin's extraordinary intelligence, he might not even be able to serve a bowl.

Song Chengqing was extremely jealous of Tian Jinyi's life of stretching out his hands to eat and open his mouth when he was a child, and often made excuses to tease him. Although he failed every time, it was one of the few joys in the boring childhood of the two of them.

Song Chengqing served him the food with added ingredients, partly out of habit, partly to bring back Tianjin's memory and facilitate his subsequent clichés.

But he didn't expect that Tianzhu actually ate what he sent!Although he only moved a mouthful and then stopped in disgust, it was enough to surprise Song Chengqing.

Shocked, he forgot his purpose for a moment, and murmured: "Brother, are you alright?"

Tian Jin pursed his lips, and said, "No problem."

His appearance was really not convincing, Song Chengqing sat down opposite him, thinking about how to speak.

During the long silence, cheers from the countdown came from the TV.

Tian Jin pressed his fist to his lips, and coughed lightly a few times, as if he had been severely tormented by resentment.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

The hanging lantern creaked, creaked and swayed, and the cold wind howled in through the wide open window, rushing all the way, almost opening an invisible gap in Tianjin's cloak.

Song Chengqing's eyes froze suddenly.

"...Three, two, one!"

Accompanied by the cheers of countless people, gorgeous electronic fireworks bloomed over Fengjing. It was obviously the most festive day, but Song Chengqing felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart, and he was so empty that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Although the cloak was not blown away, there were still some clues—no wonder Tianjin kept wrapping himself up tightly, it turned out to be like this...

Song Chengqing looked at the strand of long gray hair, and said shyly, "Brother, what's the matter with your hair...?"

The Wu family is good at keeping healthy, even his sixty-seventy-year-old master looks like he is only in his early thirties, and Tian Jin is only in his twenties, how could he have gray hair?

What's more, this hair is obviously caused by backlash, what did he do to get hurt like this?

Tian Jin didn't answer directly, but just moistened his throat with some water, and said calmly, "What do you want to know?"

I want to know what you don't understand?Song Chengqing suddenly became angry for no reason, his nails sank into the tender flesh of his palm, and he held it back for a long time before he said harshly: "I don't want to tell you, I have something to do tonight, let's talk tomorrow."

If he stayed any longer, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The master is like this, and the uncle is also like this. Tianjin is indeed the precious descendant of their witch clan, and they are self-righteous in the same line!Just because I am not of the same race, I kept everything from him, even if I was dying, I would never think of telling myself!

One disappeared, one died tragically, what about the rest?Now that his hair is white, will he lose his soul in the future?

Song Chengqing hated this feeling so much, being kept in the dark, the people outside kept saying "I'm doing it for your own good, the outside world is wonderful, but it's a pity you can't see it".

"Oh!"

Song Chengqing hit the wall hard.

He has no interest in the secrets of the Wu clan, he just wants to keep his relatives around him...

Since Master and the others didn't allow him to participate, he simply took their blame off!

Thinking of this, Song Chengqing felt a bad breath, and looked back at the brightly lit living room. Through the screen painted with plums and water, Tian Jin's figure was vague, as if he was resting his chin in contemplation, or taking a nap after being tired.

As the fireworks gradually dimmed, Yin Li was furiously writing, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he asked without raising his head, "Why so fast?"

"Oh, I haven't asked anything yet." Song Chengqing slumped face down on the bed, and said in a muffled voice, "No, I can't say anything just looking at his face, you better go."

Yin blamed: "Aren't you worried about me extorting a confession by torture?"

Uh, Song Chengqing paused, thinking about it, he was really worried.

Forget it, let him do it himself.

Song Chengqing silently rehearsed tomorrow's interrogation plan in his heart, listing all the possible reactions of Tian Jin one by one, and even thought out various measures after the other party's violent resistance, and only had to perform it once with real swords and guns .

He felt that nothing would go wrong tomorrow, so he put half of his heart back in his stomach, and transferred the other half to Yin Li.

"What did you tell the boss just now?"

"It's nothing. A case has been transferred to the security department. Yan Xu thinks it has something to do with us."

Hearing this, Song Chengqing suddenly became interested: "It has something to do with us? What kind of case is it?"

"Two months ago, there was an accident on the curve ahead. The deceased was identified and confirmed to have been dead for more than two weeks, and the location of the accident happened to be able to clearly see the movement of the research institute, so Yan Xu suspected that someone was spying on us."

Song Chengqing was disappointed and thought it was something interesting.Before Yin Zui rescued those old fellows from Xuanmen, when was the Institute not under surveillance?

Yin took the pen and closed the scroll, and said calmly, "Tomorrow, I will go to the National Security Office 7 with Tan Chuan, and I will trouble you about Tianjin." He locked and turned off the lights in one go, Song Chengqing has not yet adapted to the darkness in front of him, He was completely hugged in his arms.

"Wait, wait!" Song Chengqing struggled desperately, "Since we both have to get up early tomorrow, there is no need to bother tonight."

He didn't think that his enchantment could hide it from Tianzhu.

Although he no longer has any youthful admiration for Tianjin, but being listened to in the corner of the wall by his relatives who grew up with him all night, even if Song Chengqing is as big as a basin, he can't remain indifferent.

Yin Li's movements paused, and a soft hum came out of his nose. Song Chengqing was really angry in his heart, and was feeling uneasy, but he didn't see Yin Lie's next move.

He poked his head out of Yin Zhi's arms, and asked cautiously: "Can I sleep at ease tonight?"

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed down by a hand on his fiery chest, and Yin Lie's angry words "I love to sleep but I don't sleep" came from above my head.Song Chengqing smacked his lips, silently counting the beating of that person's powerful heart, and gradually fell into a deep sleep amidst the fireworks that hadn't dissipated.

After an unknown amount of time, the barrier outside the house suddenly lit up with a blue light, and then dimmed again in an instant.

The big raccoon jumped off the hanging basket and leaped out of the window. The moment it landed, it turned into a colossus, with golden eyes and raccoon patterns, showing its arrogance.

It lowered its head slightly, looking down at the small human standing in front of the mahogany door, its basketball-sized pupils reflected the indifferent face of the man, and said, "Get out of there immediately."

Tianjin took off his cloak, his long gray hair hung down to his back, very conspicuous in the night.He seemed a little uncomfortable, frowned slightly, with a little red on the corner of his lips, and said indifferently: "This is all my property, you have no chance of winning."

Big Fox narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice and threatened: "You are courting death."

……maybe.

Tianjin smiled slightly, and opened the mahogany door under Big Fox's angry and unwilling eyes.