Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

As soon as she entered the house, she started to jump around, like a gust of wind.

After jumping enough, she panted like a dog for a few minutes, and then she went to sit at the computer desk. The fever had not subsided, and her face was red. She was very uncomfortable and her breathing was not smooth, so she poured several cans of milk.

At this time, Frosty came to her.

"I have brought out the criminal investigation team's information. Jiang Xiaolin has evidence of his alibi. I temporarily ruled out the suspicion. Tang Xiang, who testified to him, has also checked it. Their relationship is not good, and the possibility of perjury is unlikely. Three others Among the suspects, Han Feng and Luo Changde testified to each other, which I think is very suspicious."

Click!

Zhou Xufang opened the fourth can of milk: "I will go to Luo's house tonight."

"Look for a watch?"

At present, only this clue is left.

Zhou Xufang nodded: "Yes." She opened another fruit jelly.

Frosty did not ask much, and quickly replied: "I will help you arrange the route."

She hummed and threw a parabola toward the trash can. She wanted to throw the empty milk can in, but she didn’t throw it in. She got up, went to pick up the trash, and suddenly said, “Frosty, I don't want to buy Moon Bay anymore."

Frost issued a question mark.

She sat back, ate the fruit jelly, and said, "My money is to save Yang Jiangzhi."

Frosty issued an exclamation point.

Tonight, the moon is half-round, windy, and the shadow of the tree is mottled, shaking gently.

Luo's family is a single-family villa. It is very quiet after nightfall. The wind blows cedar and rustles, and there is a land of dead leaves of Begonia Four Seasons on the ground, floating around.

Listen carefully, there is a voice in the yard. It is the second lady of the Luo family talking on the phone outside.

"Will Xiao Yunsheng go?"

The other party can't say.

Luo Yinghe had no interest anymore: "Forget it, I won't go."

After a few conversations, the topic changed again.

"The script is ok, my agent is talking about it."

What was said over there.

She chuckled softly: "Of course it's the heroine, I will be a worthy partner?"

"Who is Fang Ideal?"

Fang Ideal is a recent rising star. Before his work came out, his fame came out first. He has good resources. He has appeared on several variety shows and has always been highly topical.

Baoguang seemed to be holding her.

This is what my friend said, but Luo Yinghe didn't care, and smiled contemptuously: "What about the girl weaver, can she compare with me?"

The friend agreed, saying that she is naturally incomparable, saying that she is the little princess of Tianxing, with a whole Luo family behind.

At this time, the room was calling:

"Yinghe."

"Yinghe."

It was Luo Yinghe's mother Xu Yunci calling her.

She hung up the phone and said, "Here it is!"

When Zhou Xufang saw her running over, she jumped to the second-story small flat next to the villa. After more than ten meters, she could still hear Luo Ying and her mother's conversation.

"Where is Qinghe? Are you back?"

"In the garage."

"I made the soup and asked her to come over for a drink."

"I'm not going, she said, telling us not to disturb her." "As soon as I came back, I locked the garage and didn't know what I was doing."

"..."

Zhou Xufang listened attentively for a while, then stopped listening.

It's a bit strange that the Luo family today is too quiet.

"A Fang."

Zhou Xufang adjusted the headset: "Yeah."

Frost used a voice synthesizer: "The action must be cancelled immediately."

"what happened?"

"The computer has been hacked, and your whereabouts may have been leaked." Frost urged her, "You come out quickly, I'm afraid there will be an ambush."

"it is good."

Zhou Xufang did not hesitate and was ready to withdraw.

But at this moment, the door of the attic creaked and was blown open by the wind. The street lamp was as high as a two-story flat building, and the light leaked in and shone on the door of the small attic.

On that door, a chubby orange cat was carved. I don’t know what to engrave or how long it has been engraved. The engraving is deep and very old.

Like a child's graffiti, the drawing is not vivid.

Very strange, Zhou Xufang took a look, and then couldn't look away. She approached the attic in a mysterious manner.

The old wooden door creaked by the wind. She stood in front of the door, looked at the orange cat for a while, stretched out her hand and opened the door, and the light and moonlight shone in.

It was empty, a wooden bed, a table, all very old, but nothing else, the spider web crawled across the roof.

She turned on the light, and it suddenly brightened.

Oh, it turned out that there was something carved on the headboard of the wooden bed. It was not an orange cat, but a...perhaps a boy with three hairs on his head.

Very bad painting skills.

Zhou Xufang wanted to come closer and have a look, when suddenly a picture came into his head.

This is the place, on this bed, there is a skinny child with red eyes lying in a corner.

The woman was talking in front of the bed without turning her head.

"Don't talk to anyone, you know?"

The child was five or six years old, very small, because he was thin, his eyes looked very big, he had a small bald head, and he was wearing inappropriate clothes, one piece from the hood to the toe.

He asked the woman: "Why, why?"

Stumble and stumbling, and speaking is not agile.

It was difficult for him to speak, not very clear, word by word, he said: "I am not dumb."

"you are!"

With red eyes, he could not shed tears: "I, no, yes."

Children of that age have soft voices.

He is not, he seems to have never spoken before, and his voice is dumb, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear that it is a childish voice.

Shy, with fear and trepidation of the world.

He reached out and grabbed the woman's sleeve, and gingerly pulled: "Aunt Xiu, I can talk. I learn it by myself. I can learn it without being taught."

He thought Aunt Xiu would praise him.

Because no one has ever taught him to speak, he has also learned.

The woman pushed away his hand fiercely, and lost her temper at him: "If you let them know that you are a girl, it will kill you, do you still have to speak!"

Oh, so little bald head is a girl.

He cried and nodded, not daring to cry, his small body was shaking: "I see."

"I won't speak anymore..."

Like an old movie, this frame suddenly pulled away, and another shot came in.

The little bald head became a scrawny little boy, still very thin and short.

He dragged a beautiful boy into the room. The boy was much taller than him. His skin was white and he was coughing.

He gave the boy a favor, stood on tiptoe, and secretly said: "You have to hide, they give you poison, they are all bad guys."

I haven't spoken for too long, and my voice is rough and dumb.

The boy was surprised: "You can talk?"

He didn't answer, he went to turn over his tattered pillow, found a medicine from the pillow core, and ran to the boy, holding the medicine to him.

He said: "You eat this, this is not poisonous."

The vocal cords are strange, and the sounds of the characters are strange.

"Huh!"

Zhou Xufang staggered and slammed into the corner of the table. The picture in front of her broke at once, and she smashed in her head, causing her to have a splitting headache. After the intermittent fragments turned her thoughts upside down, they disappeared again. In such a moment, she can't remember the person in the picture with such a good memory, only the vague voice is still in her ears.

Who is that child?

Is it an illusion?

Suddenly someone downstairs exclaimed: "What sound?!"

"It seems to be in the attic."

Zhou Xufang couldn't take care of it anymore, so he jumped out of the window and just landed on the ground, a voice came from his earphone.

"A Fang, there is a situation."

"Hurry up!"

Zhou Xufang took off his headset and listened carefully.

There are footsteps and the sound of wheels pressing on the ground, becoming clearer and clearer from far to near.

"Enclosed."

It was Luo Qinghe's voice: "Don't let out a fly."

Zhou Xufang followed the prestige. She had good eyesight. She could see the Luojia garage located 100 meters away. The lift door suddenly opened wide and seven or eight off-road vehicles came out.

This Luo Qinghe was so shrewd that it was annoying.

Zhou Xufang had planned to escape, but suddenly she didn't want to. She wanted to teach others.

"Z, right?" She walked from the garage, wearing a dull blue skirt, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhou Xufang was dressed in black and stood under the street lamp, his eyes blocked by the shadow of the peaked cap: "Are you investigating me?"

I found Frost and went there. It should have been a long time to investigate.

No wonder ideals say that Luo's family are all dogs, and they won't let go if they bite.

Luo Qinghe opened the hair in her ears. She didn't come close. She stood far away and watched Zhou Xufang: "How can we not prepare for playing with someone like you."

She had been investigating this person for a long time, and knew that the Jiang family had hired her, and she also knew how capable she was. She has been waiting since the Jiang family filed an investigation. She had better come to her door. She thought she would meet this errand runner for a long time.

Sure enough, she came on behalf of the Jiang family.

"Who hired you? Jiang Zhi, or old lady Jiang?"

Jiang Zhi fell into the water, and the Luo family had a suspect. She must have been running for the Jiang family this time.

Zhou Xufang said nothing.

Luo Qinghe was not in a hurry, waved his hand, and motioned the off-road vehicles to approach: "They all said you can go to the sky and to the earth. Today, I will see how you go to the sky and how to get into the earth."

Who are they?

It's the two dozen people in the off-road vehicle.

Zhou Xufang glanced at the logo posted on the car, her colleague-FOR.

The wind was a bit strong, so she buttoned the sweater hat in the leather jacket outside the peaked cap, um, tied the belt, and looked at Luo Qinghe.

"I warned you, don't check me, and don't mess with me." She squatted down, picked up a thumb-sized stone, and threw it in her hand twice. "I can't go to the sky or the ground, but It’s easier to kill you than to enter the earth."

The voice was cold and cold, and there was no ups and downs. When she finished speaking, she threw the stone in her hand.

The stone walked in a straight line, cut through the wind, wiped Luo Qinghe's face, and hit an off-road vehicle behind her.

Boom!

The glass of that off-road vehicle is cracked.

Luo Qinghe shook his head to the side, and bleeding quickly oozes from his side. She reached out and touched the half-finger-long opening, staining her hand with blood.

The wound is not deep.

She pushed the painful cheeks, and the fire in her eyes ignited: "You won't kill me. You have taken so many errands, and you have never killed anyone." She smiled and looked at Zhou Xu Spinning, "Kill, do you dare?"

Zhou Xufang grinds his teeth.

This woman is so annoying, she must have been investigated for a long time.

"Catch her to me, whoever succeeds, wants money or power," Luo Qinghe dragged a long ending, "Anything."

In a word, the men in the SUV are all ready to move.

Today, we have to fight.

Zhou Xufang took out a pair of leather gloves from his pocket, put it on, stepped back with one foot, and tapped the toe. Just as he was about to jump up and hit someone, his movements stopped.

She heard it, coughing.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

From far to near, bursts of bursts.

It is Jiang Zhi.

Then his lazy voice: "What are you doing, so lively?"

Zhou Xufang looked back.

Luo Qing and the thugs she hired also turned around.

Under a street lamp outside the fence, he walked out vainly, his figure was long, dyed with dark blue hair, and his footsteps were slow and light on his back. He came from the night with a round of semicircle behind him. In the moon, there are no stars in the sky, there are in his eyes.

It is said that beauty is in the bone but not in the skin.

Jiang Zhi's appearance is in the bone and skin.

Luo Qinghe wiped the blood stains on his face with a handkerchief, and looked at the people outside through the fence: "You haven't been to Luo's house in seven or eight years. What kind of wind is blowing you here today? ."

He raised one foot and stepped on the fence of Luo’s family. His hair was trimmed casually. The wind blew and covered his eyebrows. He smiled rather than smiled: "You are the suspect who pushed me into the sea. I will identify the murderer. , Can't it?"

Such a blue hair, a color that should have been improper, made him dye it, and it did not reduce the nobleness of his family, but added two points of arrogance and arrogance, which was very young.

Like a teenager.

Fresh-clothed angry horses, high-spirited teenagers, dare to be with the sky.

"You haven't answered me yet," he said slowly, not in a hurry, and asked Luo Qinghe, "What are you doing? Are you gathering for a fight?"

Luo Qinghe didn't change his face: "This little thief went to my Luo's house to steal something and was caught by me."

"Catch the thief," Jiang Zhi glanced at the ‘little thief’. There were several rejuvenations in Peach Blossom’s eyes, all with a smile, "Just in time, I brought the police."

"..."

Luo Qinghe was speechless.

As for Zhou Xufang, she was a little stunned. She just wanted to fight quietly and teach others quietly... She didn't want to stay in the game.

Jiang Zhi had already dialed the phone, leaning on the iron fence of the Luo family, and fiddled with his forehead, and said, "Nan Chu, are you there yet? Come and'catch the thief'."

"Little Thief" Zhou Xufang: "..."

Is it time to escape now?

"Wu——wu——wu——wu——"

The sirens sounded loudly.

In less than a minute, Qiao Nanchu arrived, along with Cheng Sir from the Criminal Investigation Team.

Jiang Zhi entered the gate of Luo's house and left a message for Qiao Nanchu.

"Let her go."

Qiao Nanchu looked at him: "What do you mean?"

He said: "She is my person."

It sounds so weird.

Qiao Nanchu asked: "You sent it?"

He didn't say if it was right, and he said: "Don't hurt her either, otherwise,"

Otherwise.

Qiao Nanchu waited for his following.

Jiang Zhi rarely looked so serious: "Otherwise, brothers won't have to do it."

"..."

Oh, this is to identify the murderer, to the hero to save the United States.

Jiang Zhi was no longer wordy, and entered the gate of Luo's house. The last time he came to Luo's house was eight years ago.

Eight years ago, the Jiang family's relationship with the Luo family was pretty good. The second son of the Jiang family married the third girl from the Luo family. The two are relatives in-laws and they have frequent contacts.

Jiang Zhi didn't like to go out very much. When he first came back to the Luo family as a guest, at the age of sixteen, he saw that Luo Qinghe was teaching others, so he went back to his own business and called the little dumb boy from the Luo family to lead the way.

The little mute didn't know how long he had been pumped by roses, and he was full of blood stars.

I am thin, I don't know if he is ten years old.

Jiang Zhi asked him: "What is your name?"

He picked up a branch and made three bars on the ground.

Really called Luo San, and he doesn't have a serious name.

He asked, "What's it called?" He pointed to the fat cat at his feet. He didn't know where he was hiding. He just came out now.

"Meow."

That cat is really fat.

The little mute Luo, who was fourteen years old at the time, was as thin as a rod. He took a branch and slashed four bars on the ground.

"Four?" Jiang Zhi looked at the bar by bar.

The little dumb writhely wrote another word of Luo.

Luo Si, the orange cat is called Luo Si.

And his name is Luo San.

"You can write."

As soon as Jiang Zhi finished speaking, he was very frightened, and immediately erased the crooked Luo character, pointed the road ahead, then turned his head and ran away.

What a strange person.

Jiang Zhi got up very late and went back to Jiang's house. He stayed at Luo's house for most of the day and didn't see Luo San again. Until the evening, his driver just drove out of Luo's house.

Someone smashed his car glass.

The driver stopped the car: "Young Master, it is the adopted son of the Luo family."

That little dumb.

I heard that he was still a little fool.

The Luo family also said that he is mentally retarded.

He didn't know why, so he got out of the car and looked at the thin child through the fence. Yes, at most he was a child, so he couldn't bear to blame.

He asked: "Why did you smash my car?"

The little idiot couldn't speak either, his wrists were very thin, and he easily stretched out from the iron fence, spread his hands, and there was a piece of braised pork in the palm of his hand, which was so greasy.

He took a piece of braised pork and wanted to give it to Jiang Zhi.

"What are you doing for me?"

He pointed to his mouth.

"Give me food?"

He nodded.

The 16-year-old Jiang Zhi is very turbulent and a bit clean, naturally disgusting, but he doesn't know what style he smokes, so he took it.

The little mute put down the meat and ran away.

Jiang Zhi looked at the meat in his hand, a big and fat piece of braised pork. For the first time, someone gave him a piece of meat.

The driver knew his cleanliness problem, and quickly handed over the handkerchief and water: "Give it to me, you first wash it."

He put it in his mouth and ate.

Too fat and panicky.

Jiang Zhi also learned later that the piece of meat was stolen, and the little mute of Luo's family was beaten to steal the piece of braised meat, and it was smoked with roses.

"Brother Zhi."

"Brother Zhi."

Luo Changde put down his teacup and shouted twice.

Jiang Zhi returned to his senses, suppressing the memory, he raised his eyes, his tone was very rude: "Brother Zhi is also something you can call?"

Luo Changde: "..."

The Jiang family and the Luo family are relatives by marriage. According to seniority, Jiang Zhi will also call his uncle along with his cousin Jiang Fuli.

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