She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Qiao Zhenzhen said nothing. She picked up a small monocular telescope placed on the small round table, looked at the stage, adjusted the focus, and then took the telescope in her hand to play with.

Although the workmanship is rough and it cannot be seen very far, the appearance of such a thing and its civilian use represents many things.

She picked up the introduction to the play on the table.

The play is called "Food Notes".

Qiao Zhenzhen tapped her index finger. The title of the play felt familiar, but she couldn't remember it for the moment.

She didn't get too entangled, after all, everything in this world was a projection of the real world in her brain.

After shaking the profile, she asked Han Zheng, "Have you seen it?"

"No."

Han Zheng didn't choose the drama deliberately, he just thought this place was suitable.

As for the day, everyone was taking a break, so what we saw was purely coincidental.

Looking at the synopsis, it is a cliché love story between an official’s daughter and a poor scholar.

The band next to the stage started playing music with a cheerful rhythm. On a sunny day, the lady went out to play and met a scholar who was fainting from hunger on the roadside.

The story begins here.

After being quiet for a while, Han Zheng suddenly asked:

"Ten thousand, why didn't I come with you today?"

"The weather has been hot recently, and it moved lazily and was taking a nap." Qiao Zhenzhen replied without any hesitation, "I didn't wake her up, so I didn't let her come."

"A murder occurred recently in Baihua Hutong."

"Baihua Hutong... the name of this place sounds a bit unfair."

Han Zheng nodded, "It's a little dark nearby..."

He wanted to say "secret prostitute", but suddenly realized that he was not talking to a colleague and stopped in time.

Most rich ladies raised in boudoir probably can't hear this.

But Qiao Zhenzhen nodded clearly, "I understand, those things that men and women cannot bring to the table in private."

Although the founding emperor of this world is a time traveler, the gears of destiny that he can move are very limited. Things like flower streets and willow alleys cannot be solved in modern times, but they will not be made explicit.

In Dashun, brothels naturally exist, but the approval procedures are relatively strict, so many secret businesses have emerged.

Because of food and color, blocking is worse than sparing.

Since ancient times, it cannot be solved by humans.

Before Han Zheng could respond, Qiao Zhenzhen continued, "Is it a love murder?"

She showed appropriate curiosity.

"No." Han Zheng looked at her, observing.

"Is that a vendetta?"

This time Han Zheng did not deny it. He shook his head and said, "Not sure yet."

Qiao Zhenzhen looked like she understood and nodded, "I understand. If you are not comfortable disclosing the details of the case we are handling, I won't ask any more questions."

Han Zheng didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.

Qiao Zhenzhen turned her head away and continued to look at the stage.

The relationship between the hero and heroine developed rapidly on the stage. The woman's family was very optimistic about the scholar's talent and decided to support him, so the down-and-out scholar lived in the house of the daughter of an official.

Qiao Zhenzhen actually didn't quite understand what they were singing, but it didn't stop her from watching the physical performance and making guesses.

After a while, Han Zheng spoke again.

"It can't be said. Four people died this time. They all died after their throats were cut with sharp blades."

"Is that the work of a master of martial arts? A feud between Jianghu and Jianghu?"

"I don't know. One of them was disfigured."

"Disfigured?" Qiao Zhenzhen guessed, "Could it be that he is a famous figure?"

Han Zheng shook his head, "It's not a normal disfigurement..." His voice lowered, "It's more like it was done by a wild animal."

"Beasts? Are there wild beasts in the city?" Qiao Zhenzhen frowned slightly and looked at Han Zheng, "And it's a beast with high martial arts skills?" After saying that, she directly denied herself, "I'm not being strict with my words. It should be said that they are strong in martial arts and have strong martial arts skills." Did someone with a wild beast do it?”

"Maybe." Han Zheng was silent for a while and asked, "Has Tenwan been very busy recently? He hasn't come to look for me in four days."

On the 4th, he remembered the day very clearly.

Qiao Zhenzhen looked surprised, "It came to you before?"

"You don't know?" Han Zheng asked.

"It's a cat, not a human. It runs out every day, so how can it tell me where it's going?" Qiao Zhenzhen joked.

"Right……"

Han Zheng felt that he might have regarded Ten Wan as a child too much.

"I didn't expect it to find you. It seems that Ten Wan really likes you."

Qiao Zhenzhen said this intentionally.

Han Zheng was silent for a while, "Do you think Ten Thousand's skills are too good?"

"Didn't I say it before? Ten Thousand was born as a wild cat. If he can raise himself to be so fat and smooth, he must be a very powerful cat."

"But...I think..."

His hesitation and hesitation made Qiao Zhenzhen look puzzled.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized it and looked at him with a very speechless expression, "You don't think that Ten Thousand was responsible for this murder, do you?"

Han Zheng pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

"Have you read too many fantasy novels?" Qiao Zhenzhen's eyes widened and her mouth was half-opened. However, she did not immediately output with high intensity, but asked from a novel angle: "Are the hearts of those four people still there?"

Han Zheng was stunned for a moment, "Still."

Qiao Zhenzhen said firmly: "Then it was not done by Ten Thousand."

"Why?" Han Zheng couldn't follow her thoughts for a while.

"According to what you said, the attack power of ten thousand is powerful, and the claws are like sharp weapons, and can quickly cut the enemy's throat. This basically no longer belongs to the category of normal cats, right?"

Han Zheng nodded along with her words.

"You mean Ten Thousand is a demon, a cat demon, right?"

Han Zheng hesitated this time.

"As a cat demon, is it unreasonable to kill four people without taking out their hearts and eating them for no reason?"

Han Zheng felt like he had been drawn into a strange circle.

He asked unconfidently: "Why...must you take out the heart and eat it?"

Qiao Zhenzhen replied seriously: "Because that's what it says in the story books."

"Words, scripts?"

"Then what else does it want?" Qiao Zhenzhen asked, "It is well raised in Shangshu Mansion, eats more than me, sleeps with me, and behaves like an uncle at home every day. I don't restrict its activities. , Mao is so happy and wants to sneak out to kill people, it must have its own reasons, except for eating people's hearts to improve their cultivation, I can't think of any other reason."

Han Zheng was speechless for a long time, and finally said, "You should read less of your notebooks in the future."

Qiao Zhenzhen let out a mocking "ha", "You also know that you should read less of the storybook -" she turned her head back to the stage, "Just handle your case well, think less about what is not there, your brain is so big, why not Just quit your job and write your storybook at home."

Han Zheng then came back to his senses and realized that she had followed what he said before.

The co-authorship is all about mocking him.