The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

Liu Yunshu and Song Fei originally lived in the villa.

They are not used to being served by others, and they are responsible for their daily necessities of life, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

So the refrigerator is full of stuff and you don’t need to buy it yourself.

Qin Fan picked a few dishes and cooked them skillfully.

He was very confident in his cooking skills. When he was with the four masters, he could make them pregnant every day.

He cut the vegetables with skillful knife skills and started lighting the fire again.

Every movement is just right, like an elegant dance artist performing.

Song Fei heard the sound of "ping ping ping ping ping" coming from the kitchen, and Liu Yemei frowned instantly.

Damn it, I knew this little gangster was messing around.

She decisively ordered Hungry Tuan takeout, and ordered one for herself first.

After thinking about it, I ordered an extra portion irritably.

It's been a lot of work and effort in handling cases recently, and people are losing weight, so we have to make up for it!

"The dishes are here!"

Qin Fan took out the dishes and placed them on the table one by one.

Song Fei was still in the toilet when a burst of fragrance suddenly hit her nostrils.

She was so sick that she wanted to vomit, but she couldn't stop swallowing.

Especially my stomach, which grumbled twice unsatisfactorily.

Ahhhh, I'm going to the toilet!

But I feel sick, and I still can't control my drooling.

Song Fei was not interested in doing such a perverted thing in the bathroom. After hurriedly dealing with it, she ran to the living room.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, and she realized that there were several dishes on the table.

Just four simple dishes and one soup. The dishes are shredded fish-flavored pork, stir-fried pork slices with potatoes, stir-fried cabbage, mapo tofu, and the soup is seaweed soup.

Each dish is bursting with color and mouth-watering aroma.

"You...you did it?"

Song Fei moved her index finger and her eyes never left the dishes.

"if not?"

Qin Fan sat down with the rice, "How about eating together?"

Song Fei was very moved and remembered the cynicism she had just made against him.

Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to eat this meal now?

"Hmph, it definitely doesn't taste good!"

Song Fei folded her hands on her chest and sat on the side feeling angry.

"Well, it's so delicious!"

Qin Fan seemed to be deliberately irritating her, sighing from time to time.

That’s not right, I bought the ingredients, why can’t I eat them?

Song Fei found a reason to convince herself, then went to the kitchen to make some food.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

The fish-flavored shredded pork is delicious, sour and spicy, with a moderate amount of salty and sweet.

Song Fei's eyes were shining, and she didn't care about her anger. She quickly picked up the food and wanted to swallow it with her tongue.

Qin Fan looked proudly at Song Fei who was devouring her food. This was the greatest recognition of her cooking skills!

After a while, all four dishes were wiped out by two people.

Song Fei leaned back on the chair, stroking her belly with both hands, looking both painful and satisfied.

"I can't support myself to death!"

Qin Fan teased and said, "Hey, look at your big belly. It's at least four months old. What will you name the child after he is born?"

When Song Fei heard his words, her face turned red.

I thought Qin Fan was just fooling around, but I didn't expect that he was actually quite capable.

Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. She only felt guilty for a few seconds and then adjusted her mood.

"For the sake of your cooking, I won't argue with you, but from now on you will be responsible for three meals a day."

"One day is possible, but three meals is impossible!"

Qin Fan shook his head and refused.

"You...hum, if you don't agree, I'll tell Shu Shu that you took advantage of me!"

Song Fei held her head high.

Qin Fan opened his eyes wide, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Yesterday you hit me...there, weren't you taking advantage?"

Song Fei even brought out embarrassing things in order to eat delicious food.

"you are vicious!"

Qin Fan put away the dishes and chopsticks bitterly and quickly entered the kitchen.

Song Fei smiled proudly, moved with difficulty, half-lyed on the sofa, and canceled the takeout first.

Qin Fan finished washing the dishes and came out. When he saw her lying there like a pregnant woman, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Miss, you have wiped the table after all."

"Oh, I haven't been able to eat well or sleep well these two days because of the investigation. Let me take a rest."

Song Fei said softly.

"I forgot that you are still a police officer."

After Qin Fan sat down, he asked casually: "What are you checking?"

Song Fei rolled her eyes, "On our way home that day, four murders occurred. What's more, those four people died right where Shu Shu parked his car."

When she spoke, her eyes glanced at Qin Fan intentionally or unintentionally, trying to see his reaction.

However, Qin Fan's expression did not change at all, and he smiled lightly and said: "So, it's really troublesome. Didn't the murderer leave any clues?"

"Oh, I only left four silver needles."

Song Fei sighed: "No other evidence was left at all, not even fingerprints could be extracted."

Qin Fan secretly laughed. He controlled the needle with Qi and didn't even need to touch the silver needle with his hand. How could he have fingerprints?

"I heard from Shu Shu that your acupuncture skills are very good. You should be familiar with silver needles, right?"

Song Fei looked more carefully.

"Of course, when it comes to acupuncture alone, there are not many people who can compare with me."

Qin Fan admitted generously.

"If, I mean if..."

Song Fei sat up unknowingly, "If you were a murderer, how would you kill someone with a silver needle?"

"There are so many ways."

Qin Fan clapped his fingers and said, "There are many dangerous acupuncture points in the human body, such as temples, carotid sinus, and Jueyin Shu points."

"These three acupuncture points are commonly known as fatal points. They are very fragile. Let alone a silver needle, even hitting them with your fists will cause death."

Song Fei frowned, "The silver needle pierced the back of the deceased's neck. Which acupoint was this?"

"The carotid sinus is the main organ that supplies blood to the head. When it is severely injured, the person's heart rate will drop suddenly, leading to sudden cardiac arrest."

Qin Fan gave the answer seriously.

"But... what kind of person can insert a silver needle into the carotid sinus without leaving any traces?"

"And those are four strong men. They are not fools. Will they be killed?"

Song Fei was puzzled. Pengcheng Police Department's big data crime analysis simulated thousands of situations, but all of them were excluded.

This is a perfect crime that cannot be solved even with high technology!

"You are a police officer, what are you asking me for?"

Qin Fan shrugged.

"Headache!"

Song Fei held her head in her hands.

After a series of inquiries, she eliminated Qin Fan's suspicion.

There is definitely more than one murderer, and it must be a gang. This is the most normal explanation.

At this time, Liu Yunshu came back, glanced at Qin Fan, and said with a complicated expression: "Come on."

After saying that, he walked straight into Qin Fan's room.

Song Fei's beautiful eyes wandered over him, and she asked curiously: "What did you two...do?"

"It hasn't been done yet."

Qin Fan chuckled and hurried to follow.

"There is a problem, there must be a problem!"

Song Fei held her chin, her eyes shining with wisdom.

in the room.

Liu Yunshu's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, she took a deep breath and asked: "What...are you?"

"Your husband."

Qin Fan smiled.

"Be serious." Liu Yunshu said angrily.

"Well...seriously, Wen Renming is one of my master's subordinates, and I can be considered his master."