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Chapter 61

As Li Yiran spoke, he aimed at Qin Chuan, but was stabbed by Qin Chuan's eye knife, and hurriedly held his breath.

"Vinegar jar? What vinegar jar?" Jiang Wenchi asked with a question mark.

"Old Zhai, I didn't kill him."

Li Yiran was winking and ready to say something, but Mu Tian's voice interrupted his small talk with Jiang Wenchi.

Mu Tian's voice is the same as his appearance, like the cool mountain breeze on a summer night, cold and alienated, abrupt but direct.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and replied politely: "We just came to you to ask a few questions, so you don't have to be nervous."

Mu Tian said honestly, "I'm not nervous, Mr. Zhai was not killed by me."

The successive straight balls made everyone look at each other in blank dismay, quite embarrassed.

Jiang Wenchi moved the small stool around, and got close to Mutian, pretending to be chatting.

"Your pepper sauce, is it delicious?"

Mu Tian was stunned for a moment, then without saying a word, he took a golden steamed bun from the small stove beside him and handed it to Jiang Wenchi.

Jiang Wenchi was not too polite, he broke open the steamed bun, dipped it in chopped chili sauce and ate it.

"Don't tell me, this sauce is really delicious!"

As Jiang Wenchi said, he broke off another piece of steamed bun, dipped it in a big lump of sauce this time, and naturally fed it to Qin Chuan's mouth with his backhand.

"Captain Qin, try it too."

Qin Chuan was taken aback, looking at the piece of steamed bun dipped in chili sauce in front of him, one eyebrow raised slightly.

Zhang Xuan and Li Yiran on the side looked at each other, and they winked for a while, as if knocked.

At this time, Mu Tian's complexion also changed for a moment, as if he wanted to stop it, but after he hesitated for a moment, Qin Chuan had already eaten the piece of steamed bun that he opened his mouth.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, his lips brushed across Jiang Wenchi's fingertips, bringing a trace of warm current, Jiang Wenchi blinked, and quickly retracted his fingers as if they were being burned.

At the same time, Qin Chuan blinked uncontrollably, almost tearing from the corners of his eyes.His face turned red instantly, and his ears seemed to be smoking.

Only then did Jiang Wenchi react: "It's over, I forgot that Captain Qin has a bad stomach!"

As he said, he hurriedly picked up Mutian's pot of herbal tea, but Mutian didn't mind, and enthusiastically handed Jiang Wenchi a clean tea bowl, and Jiang Wenchi quickly poured Qin Chuan a large bowl of herbal tea. go down.

With this episode, the atmosphere seemed less awkward than before.

Zhang Xuan and Li Yiran were also under the "care" of Jiang Wenchi, each of them got a piece of steamed bun dipped in sauce, and sat there to eat slowly. Although it was spicy, it tasted really good.

"Do you make this hot sauce and herbal tea yourself?"

Jiang Wenchi held the bowl and asked Mutian eagerly while drinking herbal tea.

Mu Tian felt a little embarrassed by her stare, lowered his head and gave a soft "hmm".

"I heard from people in the village that your grades were good when you were studying, but you never thought you would do these things." Jiang Wenchi said with a homely look.

Mu Tian was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fingers: "Although my family doesn't let me do farming, but they work in the fields, I will cook at home."

Speaking of the past, Mu Tian lowered his head even lower.

"Then why don't you cook yourself a decent meal? You can't just eat hot sauce."

Jiang Wenchi asked with concern.

Mu Tian pursed his lips and shook his head: "There is nothing to cook for one person."

Jiang Wenchi sighed: "It's true. When I'm alone, I can do it. Fortunately, there is a cafeteria after work."

Li Yiran and Zhang Xuan who were on the side were speechless when they heard this sentence and remembered Jiang Wenchi's family background.

Especially Li Yiran, thinking of those oolongs that he mistakenly thought that Jiang Wenchi's family was not well-off, almost choked on the chili sauce.

Only Qin Chuan took a deep look at Jiang Wenchi, but when Jiang Wenchi looked back, he lowered his head and took a sip of herbal tea, his long eyelashes concealing the emotion in his eyes.

Jiang Wenchi smacked his lips, wondering if he had overdone it, why did the way Qin Chuan looked at her just now made her feel that he loved her?
Mu Tian nodded: "The theater also has lunch boxes, but they are on vacation recently."

He spoke very succinctly, Jiang Wenchi didn't take it seriously, looked around the small courtyard of Mutian's house, and continued to chat with him: "You used to have such good grades, I think your family's conditions are not too bad in Haixi Village Yes, why didn't you go to the city to go to college?"

Mu Tian was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and became silent. Everyone waited patiently, but Mu Tian never spoke.

Jiang Wenchi then changed the subject again: "Are you familiar with Zhai Lao?"

Mu Tian finally raised his head: "I had good grades before, and Mr. Zhai cared about me very much. After burying my parents, Mr. Zhai also found me a job."

Jiang Wenchi was surprised: "Your job was also arranged by Zhai Lao?"

Mu Tian nodded: "Yes, Mr. Zhai is good, many people in our village are taken care of by him."

Jiang Wenchi: "Do you know, or have you heard of, who in your theater has conflicts with Zhai Lao?"

Mu Tian shook his head: "Old man Zhai is good, no one has any conflicts with him."

As if he couldn't ask anything else, Jiang Wenchi observed Mutian's hands, his fingers were slender and clean, and he didn't wear any accessories.

"Then how is your relationship with your manager, Na Chun?"

"Unfamiliar, I don't like to talk, I don't have any friends."

Jiang Wenchi thought for a while, then asked again: "I don't see a phone number on your employee profile, is it convenient for you to leave a phone number for me?"

Mu Tian shook his head: "I don't have a phone."

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Wenchi was also a little puzzled: "As far as I know, your income in the theater is not low, and it should be higher than the average income in the village..."

Mu Tian calmly interrupted Jiang Wenchi: "It's not that I don't have money, I just don't want to buy it."

Jiang Wenchi finally understood why the people in the village said he was strange. These days, people who don't have mobile phones, and simply because they don't want to use mobile phones, are too rare.

"Did you never have a mobile phone, or did you have one before, but decided not to use it because you didn't like it?" Jiang Wenchi asked.

Mu Tian frowned: "Is this very important?"

Jiang Wenchi thought for a while, then smiled: "Actually, if you don't tell me, I can also find out whether you have had a mobile phone number before."

Mu Tian's eyes flickered for a moment: "I used to have a mobile phone, but I don't want to use it anymore."

"Is it convenient to ask why?"

Mu Tian didn't hesitate this time, and answered very simply: "There is no reason, I don't like to use it."

At this time, Qin Chuan's phone rang suddenly, and Qin Chuan answered the phone with a solemn expression.

"Okay, got it, let's go now."

When Jiang Wenchi saw Qin Chuan's expression, his heart skipped a beat.

Qin Chuan: "A corpse was found in the orchard behind the theater."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then immediately got up and left with Qin Chuan.

Before leaving, Jiang Wenchi took a deep look at Mutian. He still looked like the ancient well without waves, sitting on a bamboo stool and eating steamed buns slowly. reaction.

(End of this chapter)