[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

Song Chengxun was also curious about the relationship between Bian Boxian and Pei Youli.

He remembered that she said that she didn't know EXO.

So what's the situation now?

EXO's lead singer actually showed up at her house in home clothes.

"This is my senior in the police department, Song Chengxun." Feeling the awkward atmosphere, Pei Youli hurriedly introduced, "This is my neighbor, Bo Xian."

The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It turned out to be just colleagues.

It turned out to be just neighbors.

Similar thoughts flashed through Bian Boxian and Song Chengxun's minds.

"Senior, let's go to the bedroom."

Pei Youli thought for a moment, then pushed open the door of the guest bedroom.

Surveillance is a protracted battle, and what they are now performing is a secret mission, and they cannot tell other people in the police department, so they can only take turns on duty.

During this period of time, Song Chengxun probably will often stay at her house.

The master bedroom is left so that Jiang Ran can rest easily.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. The word "bedroom" lifted the spirit of Bian Boxian who didn't know the inside story.

It's fine to bring a male colleague home, so why go straight to the bedroom?

Watching Song Chengxun and Pei Youli walk into the room and close the door, Bian Boxian lay quietly beside the door.

Jiang Ran who witnessed this scene: ...

Inside the house, while installing the equipment, Song Chengxun seemed to inadvertently ask: "Bian Boxian...do you always come to your house? It seems that you have a very good relationship."

They can visit each other in slippers and pajamas.

Pei Youli sat on the bed: "I come here often during this time, Jiang Ran likes him very much."

"Oh..." There was no chair in the guest bedroom, and it was very inconvenient for Song Chengxun to lean over to adjust the equipment.

Pei Youli stood up, trying to find two chairs.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she felt someone fall in.

Pei Youli hurriedly reached out to help, and her arm happened to be around Bian Boxian's waist.

Because he lost his center of gravity, he was half planted in her arms, and the scent on his body was refreshing, a bit like citrus, and a bit like cedar.

Song Chengxun turned his head, just in time to see someone throwing himself into his arms, his eyes darkened.

It's really "scheming".

"Ahem, I...I..." Facing Pei Youli's suspicious gaze, Bian Boxian's mind raced, "I'm here to ask if you want something to eat."

Song Chengxun looked away.

Poor excuse.

Pei Youli could also see it.

Thinking of what Jiang Ran told her, "Brother Bo Xian likes you", her eyes were gradually stained with comprehension and a smile: "Ah, that's how it is."

Bian Boxian pulled the hem of the silk pajamas with his fingers: "Yes, that's right."

The girl in front of her looked a little playful, as if she had read his mind.

Bian Boxian was extremely guilty and tried to calm himself down.

If other members of EXO saw him like this, they would probably laugh at him for three days and three nights.

"can you cook?"

Fortunately, Pei Youli didn't pierce his little thoughts, just walked out of the room and opened the refrigerator.

"……Cook?"

Only then did Bian Boxian realize that he had unintentionally set him a trap.

He reflexively wanted to deny it, but it suddenly occurred to him that a man who can cook seems to be a plus in girls' hearts.

"Yes, of course I will," Bian Boxian said with a cheeky face, "How can it be impossible for such a simple thing as cooking?"

"...That's good," Pei Youli had already judged that he was lying through his expression, and said intentionally, "Make some noodles, make a kimchi pancake for four people, cut some beef and onions, and make some roast beef, Finally, make a seaweed soup or other soup... Do you understand?"

She spoke a little fast, and Bian Boxian was half confused: "Yes, I understand."

Pei Youli: ...Do you really understand or not?

She didn't ask much, nodded, and completely handed over the kitchen to him.

Pei Youli's figure holding two chairs disappeared behind the door of the guest bedroom, and Bian Boxian, who was full of confidence, was immediately discouraged.

The refrigerator full of vegetables made it very difficult for him.

"Kimchi pancakes, roast beef..." Bian Boxian recalled Pei Youli's words, and muttered to himself, "What else is there?"

Jiang Ran, who had been watching, raised his phone: Seaweed soup.

"Ah! That's right!" Bian Boxian retrieved his memory, "Thank you Xiaoran."

Jiang Ran dragged a small bench over and stared at him expectantly, hoping to see him show off his skills.

however--

"Jingxiu, how do you make roast beef?"

Bian Boxian called his younger brother who could cook, and made a "shh" to Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran: ... What are you shhh, she can't speak.

Also, it turns out that it's not that this brother doesn't want to cook, but that he doesn't know how to cook at all!

Most of her filters for Bian Boxian disappeared in an instant.

Du Jingxiu on the other end was a little surprised: "Where is the sun? You want to cook?"

"..." Bian Boxian asked back, "Can't you? I'm alone at home, and suddenly I want to make something to eat."

He specifically emphasized one person.

Although Du Jingxiu was a little skeptical, she didn't ask further: "Okay, I hope you won't be poisoned to death by me."

Bian Boxian gritted his teeth: "Ah!"

"Just kidding, bro, but," came Du Jingxiu's chuckling voice, "You really have to pay attention, be careful that you blow up the kitchen and cause a fire, and it will sweep the news society tomorrow."

Bian Poxian: ...

"Du Jingxiu, you—"

"Take out the beef and melt it for a while, cut it into thin slices, and then..." Du Jingxiu paused, "It takes time to melt the meat, please contact me later."

Bian Boxian:? ? ?

Du Jingxiu on the other end had already hung up the phone.

Brother Bo Xian was deflated online, and Jiang Ran, who was looking at him with his chin poised, suppressed a smile.

"Beep", after a while, Bian Boxian's cell phone vibrated twice.

Du Jingxiu shared a video tutorial with him and sent him a text message.

[The goose: Follow this, the movie is about to start, bro, don't bother me anymore. 】

Bian Boxian: ... When did he suffer from this kind of anger!

Bian Boxian rubbed his cheeks, but now he has nothing to do with his younger brother.

He decided to "revenge" another day.

In the bedroom of the guest room, the monitoring equipment was quickly arranged.

Pu Shiyuan's house was very quiet. If he hadn't heard Bai Cai barking a few times, Pei Youli would have thought that the device was not connected.

She and Song Chengxun listened together for more than ten minutes, but there was still no movement.

The boring environment reminded Pei Youli of Bian Boxian, and I don't know if he succeeded in cooking.

"Senior, do you usually cook?"

cooking?

Song Chengxun didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed here.

When he thought of something, he lied unconsciously: "Well, let's cook."

"Senior, let's go out and have a look," Pei Youli sighed, "I'm afraid the guy outside will blow up the kitchen."

Song Chengxun stood up in response, his movements a little slow.

Thus, a certain two people who were rivals in love met in the kitchen.

"You..." Bian Boxian showed a slightly false smile, "Are you finished?"

"No," Song Chengxun rolled up his sleeves, "You don't know how to cook?"

Bian Boxian concealed: "It's not that I don't know it, but I'm not very proficient."

Song Chengxun glanced at him: "Don't be brave."

Bian Boxian:? ? ?

He looked at Song Chengxun's arm muscles, and unconsciously puffed up his chest.

You shouldn't be here in your pajamas today, you should be wearing that slim-fitting light knit suit.

Although his abdominal muscles often "run away from home", his chest muscles have never failed to live up to expectations and have always been the body part he is most proud of.

Bian Boxian glanced at the man next to him again, judging from his posture, he should know how to cook.

"What are you going to do?" Song Chengxun asked.

Bian Boxian repeated: "Kimchi pancakes, roast beef, seaweed soup."

Song Chengxun's eyes fell on the frozen beef he was cutting: "Are you making roast beef?"

Bian Boxian gave a soft "hmm".

"Then I'll make kimchi pancakes." Song Chengxun washed his hands.

Bian Boxian stopped cutting meat, intending to watch his rival cook for a few minutes.

however--

"Hi everyone, I'm Bai Zhongyuan. Today I'm going to teach you how to make the best night snack menu: kimchi cake! First, chop the whole kimchi..."

Song Chengxun searched for a teaching video of a food host.

Bian Poxian: ...

"Oh." He laughed out loud.

You obviously don't know how to cook, so why are you so confident?

Thicker than him.

Song Chengxun acted as if he had never heard of it, and followed the instructional video to take out kimchi.

Bian Boxian also lowered his head again and continued to handle the beef under his command.

For a while, apart from the TV, the room was filled with the sound of two people chopping vegetables and meat.

"Crack-knock-"

They seem to have turned the kitchen into a competition field invisibly.

Jiang Ran is helpless: These two brothers...

She was a little worried that something would happen if this went on.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, Bian Boxian overturned a bowl of water, and Song Chengxun ignited a pot.

Hearing a not-so-small sound, Pei Youli immediately put down the monitor and walked out the door.

The kitchen was already a mess, with water stains all over the floor, mixed with broken porcelain, and some flour still hanging on the bodies of the perpetrators.

Pei Youli: ...

She suppressed her frantically jumping temples, enduring her temper that was about to explode: "You two...clean up this place now, immediately, immediately."

Bian Boxian and Song Chengxun didn't dare to say anything, they obediently agreed, and acted respectfully.

Pei Youli took out her phone and ordered a takeaway.

God, save her quickly, it's fine for the two big men not to know how to cook, but they're tearing down the house just like Erha!Menglong is more sensible than them!

However, the ordeal has only just begun.

Because it is a 24-hour monitoring, no one can concentrate all the time. Song Chengxun basically stays at her house every day and takes turns changing shifts with her.

Bian Boxian also came here often, under the guise of Jiang Ran, but actually supervised Pei Youli and Song Chengxun.

The two of them, on the surface, are kind, but they always sneer at each other and are full of hostility.

Pei Youli naturally knew the reason.

She planned to compare the love value of the two before making a plan.

For this reason, two weeks later, Pei Youli used two opportunities to inquire about the love value of Bian Boxian and Song Chengxun.

The answer is 62%.

Their curves are about the same shape, go hand in hand, and are unstoppable.

Pei Youli didn't quite understand.

Quarreling with rivals can also promote self-strategy?

In addition, because of their opinions on judicial reform, the AB parties fought fiercely in Congress. Councilor Zhang, whom he met last time, took the opportunity to pluck a lot of Park In-cheol's hair.

This ridiculous thing even made the news.

The DNA test results came out soon. As Pei Youli guessed, Park Renzhe and Park Shiyuan are father and son, but they didn't announce it to the public.

She became more obsessed with monitoring, but slowly.

Park Shiyuan didn't know what he was doing every day, and he basically didn't make much noise.

What Pei Youli heard the most was the sound of him pressing the lighter to smoke.

Occasionally there are hourly workers to do the cleaning.

Pei Youli was a little worried about the monitor being discovered at first, but Park Shiyuan cherished his specimens very much and never let outsiders touch them.

That evening, Bian Boxian ordered some fried pork chops and bibimbap, and sat on the sofa with Song Chengxun and Jiang Ran to eat.

Pei Youli was on duty in front of the monitor, and there were still normal sounds of pouring water, cooking, and ordinary phone conversations.

Sudden--

"This time the goods will not be placed in Jiangnan, you will send them to Mapu later...there is an old factory that has not been used for a long time."

Park Shiyuan answered a very special call, and Pei Youli wrote down the address he mentioned on a piece of paper.

Maple... Maple...

She felt faintly familiar.

The Case of the Unknown Female Corpse in Mapo!The place where the body was found was not far from the place Park Shiyuan mentioned!

A little cold sweat oozes from Pei Youli's forehead.

No way……

She immediately got up and opened the door: "Senior, there is a situation."

Song Chengxun listened to the replay, and pondered for a few minutes with a solemn expression.

"Let's explore the way first, if the goods are really hallucinogenic drugs..."

"Then there is evidence!" Pei Youli said excitedly, "Pu Shiyuan is a drug dealer, Park Renzhe must not be able to escape!"

Song Chengxun was also a little relieved, the hard work for many days finally saw the results.

"I'll go to the police station first, report to the chief, and put the serious case team and the narcotics department on standby."

"Get ready, we'll set off later."

He is worried that the "goods" will be transferred tomorrow.

Pei Youli replied "Yes".

Song Chengxun left with a serious expression, Bian Boxian saw something and asked, "A mission?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

Pei Youli returned to the master bedroom, changed into convenient black clothes, and neatly tied up her hair.

After getting everything ready, she opened the small cabinet next to the bed and took out the gun.