star hunter

Three days later, the wound on his shoulder began to itch faintly, and his face turned red. Zhang Jibai couldn't wait to call Su Xian: "You can take him away."

Su Xian looked at Zhong Yuncong suspiciously: "So fast? He's not ready yet, is he?"

"There is no serious problem." Doctor Zhang told him sincerely, "Don't you believe my diagnosis?"

Su Xian cursed secretly, and was tricked by this guy again, and even glanced at Zhong Yuncong with unfriendly eyes: "Then pack up and follow me."

Zhong Yuncong was always puzzled by their vague conversation, and Su Xian's fierce look made him take two steps back involuntarily—he had already learned from Zhang Jibai these days, This guy is the sheriff of the Administration Bureau, which is equivalent to the policeman in his cognition. Hearing him say to follow him at this time, naturally he can't help but think too much.

"Uh... did I break the law?" Zhong Yuncong felt guilty for no reason, because he didn't know if he broke the law, after all, he knew nothing about the city's laws and regulations.

Su Xian looked at Zhang Jibai and didn't say a word. The latter seldom made a mistake, and coughed lightly: "Hey, I forgot to say that from now on, Officer Su Zhi'an will be your protector. You follow him and obey his orders. Don't try to resist, he is really a bad character."

Zhong Yuncong nodded approvingly: "That's true—wait a minute?" He came to his senses belatedly: "He is my protector? What does it mean to protect someone?"

"It means," Su Xian looked into his eyes, and answered Zhang Jibai, "Because you are a weak chicken, you can easily be beaten to death when you go out, so in the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to go out casually. Otherwise, I will beat you to death first."

Zhong Yuncong swallowed silently.

Su Xian obviously didn't care about his image in Zhong Yuncong's eyes. After he brought him home, he pointed to a relatively spacious place in the living room: "From now on, you can make the floor here."

Zhong Yuncong choked for a moment: "Lay on the floor? Is this how you treat guests?"

Su Xian sat down on the sofa and pointed his chin at him: "Who gave you the illusion that you are a guest at my house?"

Zhong Yuncong stuttered: "Then, what do you think of me? Even if you don't like me, you must pay attention to human rights..."

"I know I don't like you, so just be quiet." I don't know which word poked him, Su Xian's face suddenly became ugly, "I'm so sorry, human rights, 'Island' is still Really not."

Zhong Yuncong really calmed down immediately, not because he gave in, but because he also fell into a rare thought.

What kind of place is an "isolated island"? He has thought about this question about [-] times, and he hasn't tried to use Zhang Jibai's words in the past few days, but no matter how soft and stubborn he is, that guy will always say a word : "You have to wait for yourself to discover the interesting places in this city. Wouldn't it be boring if I told you all about it?"

Do you just like playing tricks so much?Zhong Yuncong thought depressedly, he didn't want to find out at all.

That is to say, but based on what he has seen and heard so far, the "isolated island" gave him the intuitive impression of poverty, backwardness, and danger.

In the past few days when he was recovering from his injuries, he read all the written materials of newspapers and magazines stored in the clinic——Dr. Zhang’s inexplicable collection of books is not counted. It has stagnated or even been regressing. Almost all light industries are paralyzed, and there is still a glimmer of life in heavy industries, but there is only one foot left—all the focus is on jadeite mineral development and rough processing industries, because this The city is rich in jadeite minerals, and the output of jadeite is relatively high and its quality is good. Therefore, the industrial chain of mining and processing jadeite minerals is the source of livelihood for almost 80% of the city's labor force.

But whether it is ore or processed precious jadeite, these are not things that can be eaten directly, because the land in Mengchuan City is not fertile or even barren, and there are many mountains, so agriculture has never been developed.Fortunately, there is a river flowing through it, and the water resources can finally be self-sufficient, and even a power station can be built.

In addition to the needs, according to the information he got from the news materials, those roughly processed jadeite rough stones will be shipped out once every three months, in exchange for the materials needed by the entire city.

As for who to exchange with and how, these are unknown, and none of the articles in those newspapers and magazines have described this issue in detail.

Regarding social security, after browsing through the endless reports of violent crimes, Zhong Yuncong, who had lingering fears, realized that the recent disappearance case was nothing.

This city seems to be rich in mental illness. There will always be several attacks on citizens without warning and even "cannibalism" in a year.In the report, these people are all referred to as "patients", and he naturally thinks that they are mentally ill.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuncong was a little tolerant of Su Xian's request not to let him go out casually—although the tone was not very good, but it was for his own good.

But even so—"Let me sleep on the floor bunk, I admit it." He agreed dejectedly, "But there must be a 'bunk', right? It's winter, without a quilt to cover, people will die."

Su Xian's face was not as smelly as before. He turned his back and pointed to a small door in the southeast corner: "That's the storage room, look for it yourself later."

Zhong Yuncong let out an "oh" and was just about to ask if there was anything to eat when he saw the guy turn around and stand opposite him with his coat off, a white shirt with navy blue trousers, and a Wearing brown and black boots, neat and straight, plus a tall figure, no matter where you stand, you still look human.

And this is also the first time he has been in contact with him under natural light. His eyes are the same as the others here, also gray-blue, his complexion is cold and pale, and there is a small mole on his right cheek. Yun Cong thought that mole was quite sexy.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he was startled by himself, and unconsciously began to cough violently.

Su Xian didn't know what he was thinking at all, nor wondered why he coughed suddenly, he said to himself: "First of all, there are some things I hope you can understand - for example, I don't want to take you in at all, but since I agreed Others can't help it. Now that you've moved in, you still have to abide by the rules, what do you think?"

What else can Zhong Yuncong say, he has to bow his head under the eaves.He nodded disheartened, and had to make up for a smile: "Of course, of course."

There was a smile on Su Xian's lips: "Very good. The first thing, don't enter my room. Your range of activities is limited to the living room, bathroom and kitchen."

Zhong Yuncong blinked: "Oh. What about the second thing?"

"Don't worry." Su Xian smiled at him again. The smiling Zhong Yuncong almost doubted his life, because this guy basically had a bad face in front of him, but he didn't say anything nice from his pretty mouth: "From Starting today, you will be responsible for all the affairs in this house, including cleaning and cooking. Mr. Zhong is here with me, eating and living, and I did not charge you. You can help with some housework appropriately, but share?"

"Not too much." Zhong Yuncong sighed: "Okay, what else, let's talk about it."

"The third thing," Su Xian said, his complexion changed, and Zhong Yun felt a "thud" in his heart when he saw it, and immediately heard him say, "Don't cause trouble for me, in other words, without my permission." , can’t go out casually.”

Sure enough, this is it.Zhong Yuncong was not surprised at all, he closed his eyes and said, "Your Excellency is making an agreement with me for three chapters."

"Currently there are three chapters of the agreement." Su Xian smiled, "But depending on your performance, there may be more."

Zhong Yuncong curled his lips: "Got it... By the way, I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat here?"

"You didn't eat at Zhang Jibai's?"

"He said that since he's coming to your place, don't waste time with him."

Su Xian raised his forehead: This one is white, so it's fine to throw a big burden on him, even the meal is stingy.

"Okay then." He pointed to the kitchen, "There is a refrigerator in it, and there are some ingredients in it, let's see what it will do."

Zhong Yuncong almost petrified, he, he can't cook!

He and Su Xian looked at each other for a moment, and the other party just looked at him with a half-smile, Zhong Yuncong thought that he would point to the door and say to him, "Please go out." After thinking about it, he walked in obediently kitchen.

But 5 minutes later, Su Xian changed his mind - after a loud noise came from the kitchen, he ran there immediately, just in time to bump into Zhong Yuncong whose face was smoked into the bottom of the pot, who Pointing to the smoky kitchen in great horror: "Explosion, explosion!!!"

Su Xian suppressed his anger: "I heard it. What did you do?"

"Me? I didn't do anything." The perpetrator was extremely innocent, "I just threw two eggs into the pot, and it became like this after 5 minutes."

Su Xian laughed back angrily: "Throw it in directly, without water or oil?"

Zhong Yuncong froze in place: "Huh?"

Su Xian knew everything from his reaction, but he didn't have time to argue with him right now, the first thing to do was to clean up the messy kitchen.

Instead of eating breakfast, he lost the kitchen. Su Xian felt very tired. He sat on the sofa exhaustedly, staring at Zhong Yuncong with an extremely cold gaze: "I have enough reasons to suspect that you did it on purpose. Yes. Mr. Zhong, I must warn you, if you do this again, I can only ask you to leave. "

Zhong Yuncong is really wronged, his father is considered a local tyrant, he has been eating hot and spicy food for more than 20 years in his life, and he has always prepared food for others, not to mention how to cook eggs, he even knows how to cook eggs and duck eggs Can't tell.

"I really didn't mean to," he explained sincerely. "I've never been in a kitchen."

Su Xian showed a mocking smile: "It seems that I have neglected you, young master."

Zhong Yun changed the subject in embarrassment: "Then what, you wait for me to practice, I'm not boasting, my father praised me for being smart since I was a child, cooking, learning a few times, it's not a problem..."

"After you practice a few times, this building will be flattened, right?" Su Xian interrupted him coldly, "There's no more breakfast, so you should be hungry."

Zhong Yuncong wanted to protest, but he went straight into his room and closed the door tightly.

Zhong Yuncong was stunned: "We're all under the same roof, yet you still haven't told me my name?"

For the next two days, Zhong Yuncong stayed here very uncomfortable. This guy had a strange routine, he was nocturnal, and he almost slept in the room during the day, and he was not allowed to make any noise; he had dinner at night I went out and didn't come back until four or five in the morning the next day.

If he didn't know his profession, Zhong Yuncong would have thought he was a thief.

Well, his time for rest and work is fine. The problem is, during their limited time of face-to-face contact, he hardly speaks. He got a cookbook from somewhere and handed it to Zhong Yuncong— — This was their only direct communication in two days.

Zhong Yuncong is lively and outgoing by nature, and one of the great joys in life is talking to people, but this guy seems to hate him very much, and he just doesn't want to talk to him with all his strength.What's even worse is that it's fine if you don't talk to him, and you won't let him go out.

Zhong Yun was almost suffocated to death.And this is the second, he has something to do.

"Hello!" After the dinner on the third day, Officer Su fastened the brass buttons on his coat, and it seemed that he was about to go out, but Zhong Yuncong stopped him, and the other party turned his head slightly: "What's the matter?"

"You want to go out?" Zhong Yuncong asked, and he nodded: "Yes."

Zhong Yuncong showed a flattering smile: "Can you take me with you?"

A look of impatience appeared on his face: "Wait until this weekend, I will take turns off, and then I will take you out for a walk for half an hour."

I am worse than a criminal.Zhong Yuncong thought to himself, those in prison still have time to relax every day.

But he didn't have time to worry about this at the moment: "No, I'm going out now."

Su Xian's patience was completely gone: "Don't mess around, go to bed early if you're full and okay."

He picked up his hat and was about to turn around. Zhong Yuncong took a step forward and grabbed his cuff: "Who said I'm fine? I'm fine!"

Su Xian turned sideways, his gray-blue pupils did not show any warmth, and his tone was very tolerant: "Then tomorrow will be fine. After breakfast tomorrow, let's go out for a walk."

Is this teasing a child?Zhong Yuncong was extremely helpless, but his gaze was involuntarily attracted by his dull right eye. After staring at it for a while, he blurted out: "What's wrong with your right eye...?"

Su Xian's eyes flashed, and the last bit of camouflage disappeared. He brushed his hand away, and said expressionlessly: "It has nothing to do with you."