Kiss him if you don't want to become a fox

When the stench came, Li Ziyin blocked his nostrils with his index finger knuckles, stared at the chrysanthemum exposed under the cat's tail in disgust, and frowned: "Fu Bao, did you shit and didn't clean it up?"

Fu Bao turned his head abruptly, wrinkled his little nose, and showed an unsightly fierce look: "Meow~"

Shit, I haven't eaten or drank for three days. I'm almost exhausted. Where can I get anything?

Fu Bao became even angrier when he thought that this guy had nothing to do but to eat, drink, and fool around with his father. He wished he could fart to death.

"It doesn't smell like cat feces." Bai Ning pinched his nose, retched, pinched a bit of skin on the back of Fu Bao's neck, lifted the little guy away, turned around and went to the toilet.

Li Ziyin had already smelled it. It was the smell of rotten bones. It was a hundred times more disgusting than cat feces. He was just upset that Fubao jumped out to do something bad and deliberately cut Fubao.

Bai Ning walked out with Fubao in his hand, and he followed suit.

Fu Bao came back with this smell, which meant that Fu Bao got what they wanted, but Bai Ning really couldn't stand the smell, and couldn't endure the stench of rotting bones and listen to Fu Bao slowly. Even if the emperor's bones were brought back, he had to clean Fu Bao first.

This is an old house in the country, without the clean sink in the city.

In the corner of the yard is a pool carved out of stone. The stone surface soaked in water for many years is covered with traces of moss brushing off.

Bai Ning stuffed Fu Bao into the sink, and Li Ziyin turned on the faucet in a timely manner.

Cats don't like to take a bath, and Fu Bao is no exception. The moment Bai Ning pushed him into the pool, he felt bad. He stretched out his paws to grab the pool, and refused to go down. Face.

The water is groundwater flowing down from the mountain, and it is icy cold.

"Meow--"

Fu Bao struggled desperately, but couldn't break free from his father's claws, but he didn't dare to stretch out his claws, and screamed in despair: "Meow meow!!!"

Daddy Daddy!

It's a pity that my father completely ignored its desperate wailing, and rubbed it from the beginning to the end together with the adulterer.

Fu Bao's wet tail trembled, like a forked flagpole trembling in the wind.

Li Ziyin looked at Fu Bao's tail, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to Bai Ning. He suddenly missed the day of bathing the little fox.

Bai Ning stroked Fu Bao's pitiful tail, completely forgetting the experience of being held down by Li Ziyin in the washbasin, felt Li Ziyin's gaze, raised his head, met Li Ziyin's nostalgic gaze, and jumped out of his mind of:"???"

Li Ziyin enjoyed the process of bathing the little fox, but he didn't forget the little fox's reluctance to take a bath, so he quickly looked away, so as not to recall Bai Ning's painful memories, and would refuse to turn into a fox for him in the future.

Bezoar soap, shampoo, rubbed all over Fu Bao's body until he could no longer smell the smell of corpses, Bai Ning was satisfied to take Fu Bao out of the sink, wiped it dry with a towel, threw it on the washing table, and let it sit on its own. lick fur.

Li Ziyin rubbed his hair secretly and thought, as expected, he treats Xiaobai better, at least he will dry his hair and won't let him lick it by himself.

The bodyguard backed away, and there were only two people and a cat left in the yard. When people outside saw it, they would only think that the two were sitting paralyzed in the yard to enjoy the shade.

Fu Bao had already been exposed in front of Li Ziyin, so he simply forgot to speak cat language, and spoke human language directly.

The first time Li Ziyin heard Fu Bao speak human words, he felt struck by lightning, but he accepted it after only staying for a few seconds.

Bai Ning is a nine-tailed fox, so it's not surprising that Bai Ning's cat can speak human language.

Although Fu Bao didn't shy away from Li Ziyin, he didn't carelessly ignore him. Before he spoke, he formed a barrier to cover the three people, so that not a single word of their conversation could be transmitted.

Bai Ning and Li Ziyin held a cup of tea each, listening to Fu Bao's rambling narration of the past three days.

Cats are not good at digging holes, so Fu Bao naturally didn't intend to do it himself, so he went to arrest a few bamboo rats.

In order not to be discovered, Fubao asked the bamboo rat to start digging a few hundred meters away from the yard.

Digging a hole several hundred meters away is a matter of minutes for bamboo rats, and it did go smoothly at first.

But I didn't expect that when the hole was dug around the yard, it couldn't be dug anymore. The inside was full of stones, and dozens of holes were drilled in different directions, all of which were the same.

Fu Bao thought to himself that there are stones in the ground around the yard, so the whole ground is not covered with stones.

So let the bamboo rat dig down until there are no stones left.

As a result, the entire courtyard was covered with stones, and the corpse was on top of the stones.

The bamboo rat couldn't break through the rocks, so Fu Bao had to come by himself. It took him two days to break through the rocks in the ground and find the corpse embedded in the rubble pile on the rocks.

The flesh of the corpse had rotted away, but the hair was still there, so Fu Bao got some hair out.

Fu Bao knew that his father was very particular and would not touch a dead body with his hands. If he didn't, he just handed the hair he got from the dead to Bai Ning. Evidence bag.

Bai Ning looked at the lock of hair in the evidence bag.

The hair is very short, it should be a flat head.

Whose hair will it be?

Song Zihao?

"Brother, what hairstyle did Song Zihao have when he died?"

"I don't know, but the standard photo that Wang Fushun took for registration is quite long."

Fengshi Village is not a village of good people, and Song Zihao, who has no parents, will inevitably receive a lot of stares.

And Song Zihao has strong self-esteem and is unwilling to live on charity. During the study period, he has been relying on odd jobs to earn living expenses and book expenses. With scholarships, he can support himself in junior high school.

Part-time work and heavy high school studies made him exhausted, so naturally he no longer had the mind to take pictures.

Therefore, apart from the standard photos, Song Zihao didn't have a single photo of his life left, or even if he had, they were burned by the people of Fengshi Village.

Bai Ning looked at the sample bag in his hand, then this hair could not be Song Zihao's.

"This kind of thing, let's leave it to the police to investigate." Li Ziyin found a clean bag and divided half of his hair out, called Yin Ping, gave Yin Ping a bag of hair, and asked Yin Ping to take it to the police. The person in the Ishimura case.

That afternoon, the village chief and his confidants held a small meeting at home.

After a while of silence, some believed that to keep the poverty alleviation plan, they had to draw a clear line with 'Song Zihao'.

Their biggest complaint now is the two people who bumped into Li Ziyin in Shaoshi.

Anyway, no one hit him, and Li Ziyin was still alive and kicking. At most, it was an attempted murder, so he couldn't be sentenced to death.

Let them know that if they have money, they can always get it out if they go slowly in the future.

As long as the Li family is dealt with, you will be rich.

Let them insist on it, because Song Zihao helped their family a lot in the past, and they owe Song Zihao a favor.Song Zihao asked them to help, and they had to help.

In the final analysis, they drove into people because of their personal whim and had nothing to do with the village.

But another person thinks that Li Ziyin didn't intend to pay for it after watching it for a few days.

Just like what the village head heard today, as long as you recognize your parents, you can inherit the inheritance.

Let's just say that I only recently found out that Song Zihao and Wang Fushun had the wrong hug when they were born. Wang Fushun's parents are 'Song Zihao''s biological parents. Anyway, the blood relationship is there, it's a matter of DNA.

Anyway, the Liao family made a noise and would not let 'Song Zihao' go,

When the relationship is confirmed, then look for an opportunity to kill that bitch Shen Yujia, and get rid of their son by the way, and when the Liao family kills 'Song Zihao', all his money will belong to his parents.

No, it should be said that it belongs to everyone.

Those who support the poverty alleviation fund naturally disagree with this plan. They think it is too risky to kill three people.

Everyone held their own opinions and talked at one another, and they almost got into a fight.

The village chief scolded sullenly: "You are afraid that people outside will not hear you, are you?"

Everyone shut down immediately.

"Village chief, what do you think?"

The village chief raised his chin, his narrow triangular eyes gleamed with a sly light: "We both want the money."

Everyone looked at each other.

The village director asked respectfully, "What's your plan?"

The village chief made a gesture to the crowd, and they all came forward, the village chief said: "Follow what you said before, let Shunzi push the incident to Wang Fushun. Let Wang Fushun clear the relationship first, and wait for the poverty alleviation funds." Come down, let's meet again..."

Everyone listened, looked at each other a few times, and smiled on their faces.

The village director immediately flattered: "The village chief is still wise."

The village head glanced at everyone's faces: "This matter must not be leaked out. If Wang Fushun's family hears about it, they will not be able to get the money."

"We understand. Don't worry, the village chief. If you leave this door, we will rot in our stomachs with these words."

The village head nodded: "Keep an eye on that kid surnamed Li, don't let him play tricks."

"Yes."

The crowd dispersed.

No one knew that a little fox with nine tails outside the window was using its paws to turn off the recording on the phone and ran away.

Half an hour later, a well-known lawyer met Wang Fushun alone.

Listening to the recording brought by the lawyer, Wang Fushun was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"My name is Wang Fushun. According to the village chief's wishes, I pretended to be Song Zihao. I never let anyone harm Bai Ning."

The lawyer recorded what Wang Fushun said: "You did kidnap Zhang Xiaowan and violated the law. It is impossible to be innocent, but I will try my best to defend you and strive for the best result."

Wang Fushun nodded and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

The village head is a very cautious person. It is impossible to be careless when discussing this kind of matter so that people can eavesdrop on the corner.

The person who can record this recording must have very powerful means.

And this lawyer is a top-notch ace lawyer. The Shen family can't invite this master. This master came to him with a recording and promised to defend him. It wouldn't be a free meal.

The lawyer smiled slightly: "It's comfortable to deal with smart people." He paused here, and looked directly at Wang Fushun: "I want to know the real cause of Song Zihao's death."

Wang Fushun's face changed slightly.

The lawyer didn't wait for him to speak, and continued, "I know, he didn't drown."

"He was drowned."

"If you don't tell me the truth, I can't help you with this lawsuit."

"Song Zihao's death has nothing to do with this case."

"It's the attorney's fee."

Wang Fushun was stunned.

Lawyer: "You can't pay my lawyer's fee, but the information I need can offset my lawyer's fee."

Wang Fushun pursed his lips.

He knew that what the Liao family would not let go was not only the lawsuit, but also after he went to prison.

These years, although he has made some money by relying on the Shen family, his money is just a little pocket money in the circle of rich people.

No one would offend the Liao family for him.

He had a strong feeling that once he entered the prison, he would not be able to get out.

This lawyer may be his last straw.

"He literally drowned."

"Then before and after he entered the water, did he have any abnormal reactions?"

"He had an accident soon after entering the water. Before entering the water, he said that he was uncomfortable and his breathing was not smooth."

"He's not feeling well, is he still in the water?"

The author has something to say: Tomorrow when the cause of Song Zihao's death is revealed, several tasks will be completed at the same time.

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