The heroine, she always wants to tease me [wearing books]

Song Jinshu shook his head, and there was even a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips, indicating to her that it was okay, she was used to her mother leaving.

"Then..." Xie Shiyue suddenly thought of something. Could it be that the two murderers are the same person, or they are accomplices, otherwise Song Jinshu doesn't need to care about this. She asked in a low voice, "Is the murderer alone?"

"Yes." Song Jinshu's expression was not very good, he stared at the cup intently, and said thoughtfully, "There should be another group behind him, I don't know what their purpose is, but it is obvious that the other party is deliberately showing off this time of."

Xie Shiyue frowned, obviously still in a daze.

"Isn't this an ordinary domineering novel? Explain to me what a murderer does." Xie Shiyue gritted her teeth. If there was an entity in the system, she would definitely bite him to death.

The system kowtowed the melon seeds leisurely: "Even if it's a Ba Zong essay, this is a Ba Zong essay with a soul——"

Xie Shiyue: "Speak human words."

The system is serious: "This is the setting, if you don't accept it, you will hit me hehe."

Xie Shiyue: "?" I hacked your grandson to death.

In the afternoon, Zhou Cheng called, and the two talked about the past, and Zhou Cheng offered to ask her out.

In the office, a woman in thin clothes looked at Zhou Cheng pitifully, bowed her waist and circled his body with her fingers.

Zhou Cheng sat still, pushed the woman away, paused while putting on his coat, and said in a cold voice, "Don't come here again."

The woman obviously didn't dare to hear the voice in her ear, she was stiff all over, and it took a while to react and go forward to chase, but was isolated by a loud closing sound.

The woman gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction. She would not give up. Even if someone could have the last laugh, that person would definitely be her.

The two hadn't chatted peacefully together for a long time. Zhou Cheng ordered her a cup of coffee. Song Jinshu smiled slightly, and the arc of his smile gradually widened when he sensitively smelled the scent of women's perfume on his body.

She tapped her fingers on the table: "A Cheng, what's the matter?"

"Jinshu, I..." Zhou Cheng frowned, his lips moved but closed again, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I just miss you."

"Yes." Song Jinshu smiled, but did not respond emotionally.

Zhou Cheng's heart gradually fell to the bottom. It seemed that Song Jinshu was close to him in their relationship, but in fact her attitude was always a little cold. He even felt that they were not like a couple at all.

The two looked at each other, and after drinking coffee thoughtfully, Zhou Cheng took Song Jinshu to the hospital to see Zhou's mother. She was depressed, and she wanted to pretend to be sick to win sympathy and promote the relationship between the two, but who knew that the goal was not achieved. Instead, she was bored in the hospital.

Song Jinshu put the gift on the table, chatted with Zhou's mother for a while before leaving.

When Zhou Cheng came back from the bathroom, he had already left. He took off his coat and put it aside, and rolled up his sleeves.

Mother Zhou took the sliced ​​apple and ate it. When she looked up, she happened to see a smear of red on the collar of her son's shirt. She narrowed her eyes and waved her hand to signal him to come over: "A Cheng."

Zhou Cheng walked over, his eyes were blank, as if he didn't understand his mother's behavior, Zhou's mother said, "Low your head."

Zhou Cheng lowered his head, Zhou Mu frowned and looked at the bright red lip print, Jin Shu probably wouldn't use such a dark lipstick, so whose lip print could it be?

Zhou's mother hates iron but not steel, even if there is something, can't she change clothes?She couldn't even imagine Jin Shu's reaction when she saw this.

Zhou Cheng could also roughly understand something from his mother's eyes. He went to the bathroom and looked sideways. When he saw the lip marks, the blood in his body pooled upwards. His brain froze, and it took him a long time to regain consciousness.

Song Jinshu just arrived home at this time, Xie Shiyue was idle and bored, just in time to watch a gourmet program on TV, the chef skillfully made a plate of braised prawns.

After reading it, Xie Shiyue suddenly felt that cooking is not too difficult, so she went to the refrigerator and looked through everything she needed. She rubbed her hands, thinking of giving Jinshu a surprise, and then it was time for her to show off her skills up.

When removing the shrimp intestines, Xie Shiyue accidentally wiped her hands, blood was dripping, she quickly turned on the tap to rinse the wound, found a piece of cloth to wrap it up, and continued to start her great work.

A person must have a beginning and an end.

But in fact, there are many people because of the illusion brought to you by the eyes.

After finishing the prawns with great difficulty, oil was added to the hot pan. Xie Shiyue turned the fire on too high, so that as soon as the prawns were put into the pan, the hot oil splashed everywhere, and they retreated out of the kitchen quickly, but within a few seconds they smelled burnt.

Xie Shiyue was stiff all over, just at this time there was a sound from the door, Song Jinshu put down the key, and smiled at her: "Ah Shi, what are you doing?"

"I'm my younger brother." Xie Shiyue said it nonchalantly, and had a clear understanding of her cooking skills. If she took another step into the kitchen, her name would be written upside down.

Song Jinshu went to the kitchen and turned off the fire, turned on the range hood, and dumped the charred shrimp into the trash can.

Throughout the whole process, Xie Shiyue stood beside her in embarrassment and shame, stared at her, and said that it was a good surprise if she didn't scare her to death.

The phone rang suddenly, and Song Jinshu washed his hands before taking out the phone: "Hello, hello."

The other party was quiet for a few seconds, then sighed and said, "Jin Shu, I..."

Song Jinshu was slightly stunned, thinking for a moment that Zhou Cheng might be because of the smell of perfume on his body or the lip marks on his shirt. She leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for him to speak.

Judging by Zhou Cheng's character, cheating probably won't happen, his eyes are high above the top, and if cheating really happens, he won't be foolishly waiting for her to catch him, it can only prove that this happened without his knowledge printed on the case.

Song Jinshu trusted Zhou Cheng's character, but unfortunately this kind of trust was not what Zhou Cheng wanted.

The two chatted awkwardly, and Zhou Cheng hung up the phone hastily.

Song Jinshu put the phone aside, walked back to the kitchen, and then poked Xie Shiyue on the cheek: "Are you trying to blow up my kitchen while I'm away?"

Xie Shiyue scratched her head, and said frankly: "No, I actually did it to boil a pot of biochemical explosives."

Song Jinshu smiled and threw the pot to her: "Clean up my own mess."

Xie Shiyue took the pot, squeezed in the dish soap and started rinsing.

At this moment, the phone rang, Song Jinshu turned his head, and squinted his eyes when he saw Hao Yi's name.

Sure enough, as soon as he answered the phone, Hao Yi's anxious voice came over: "Jin Shu, something happened..."

The author has something to say: What misunderstandings do you have about me? This is a sand sculpture essay, and the suspense does not exist!

Chapter 35

"What's the matter?" Song Jinshu pondered, guessing in his heart that it might have something to do with Li Jing, and the worst thing was that Li Jing was still hurt under the noses of everyone.

Hao Yi rested her forehead with her left hand, and sighed helplessly. She was frightened by her work every day, and sooner or later she would get sick: "Li Jing had an accident. When we found out, she was unconscious and was hung up on the roof. One minute later, she would die." It fell, I checked, the fence on the roof is loose."

"Send me the address." Song Jinshu's expression was slightly cold. It seemed that it was another perfectly disguised suicide scene. The surveillance on the rooftop must have been destroyed. As long as she fell, it would definitely be classified as an ordinary suicide case again.

Xie Shiyue was a little apprehensive when she approached the building. When she walked to the roof, she carefully checked the gap. A strong gaze fell on her. Xie Shiyue looked around sensitively, but found nothing.

But at times like this, you often have to trust your instincts.

She carefully looked around by scratching her head, but still found nothing.

Li Jing was so frightened that her legs became weak, her face was pale and she collapsed on the ground, her eyes looked at the ground in disbelief, obviously she was frightened out of her wits.

Before Song Jinshu could react, someone rushed at her, and then a bullet flew past her head and hit the roof.

At this time, Li Jing's reflexive arc seemed to be on the line, her eyes widened, and she backed away screaming.

After the miss, the man clenched his fist and smashed it on the window. The other party didn't choose to entangle, and quickly closed the window and fled the scene.

Song Jinshu took the time to check the bullet, his face was calm and there was no joy of turning a corner, but Xie Shiyue turned pale with fright.

"Thank you, Ah Shi." Song Jinshu smiled slightly, his tone was gentle, just like usual.

Xie Shiyue stared at her, trying to see a trace of panic in her eyes, but in the end she lowered her head in disappointment, her heart fell to the bottom instantly, she sniffed, turned around and left.

Song Jinshu's smile froze on his face, he looked at Xie Shiyue's back with a complicated expression, turned his head and said, "Hao Yi, look after Li Jing, I'll take a step first."

"OK." Hao Yi gestured.

Xie Shiyue took a deep breath, as if his chest was being pressed by something, his nose was sour and tears couldn't stop falling.