boyfriend in the fridge

Song Buzhi was a little puzzled, and didn't quite understand how things had developed to this point.

He is now eating at the same table as Discipline.

This is a restaurant opposite the Lvjing Garden. Song Buzhi often ordered his family's takeaway, but he didn't come here to eat a few times.

The restaurant is not big, and it only sells rice bowls, fried rice, and pasta.

At this time, there is still some time before lunch, and there are no customers in the store.Except for him and Disciplinary, there was only a student couple on winter vacation.

Song Buzhi ordered a Mushu pork rice bowl, and Jiji ordered a beef noodle.

The two ate their own food, and they didn't exchange a word.

Song Buzhi was absent-mindedly eating the sliced ​​meat while glancing at Discipline opposite him from the corner of his eye.

Captain Ji seemed to be eating at a leisurely pace, but the amount of beef and noodles in the bowl was decreasing at an even rate, and after a while, it dropped by one-third.

"Eat so fast..." Song Buzhi said, "Hurry to reincarnate..."

The air conditioner was turned on in the store, and Song Buzhi, who was a little hot from the warm wind, put down his chopsticks and lifted up his shirt sleeves.

The discipline on the other side seemed to be indifferent, and he continued to eat his own noodles at a constant speed.

"What do you mean by this person..." Song Buzhi's thoughts drifted back to half an hour ago.

Half an hour ago, he returned to Lvjing Garden, intending to sneak home and take out his mobile phone.

For more than ten hours without a mobile phone, Song Buzhi deeply felt that he had lost contact with the world.

More importantly, he has no money.

All the cash on my body has been used to pay for taxis, and now I only have two yuan and five dollars left in my pocket. If I don’t go home, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to eat.

However, just when he stepped through the gate of the community openly, discipline came from another direction...

Song Buzhi stared blankly at Discipline, who was dressed in black and had a stern face, approaching him, his hands hanging on both sides were clenched tightly, and the pain of his nails digging into his flesh made him restrain himself and wag his tail towards Discipline. "The impulse.

Discipline stopped beside him.

Discipline is half a head taller than him, and he looks condescending when looking at him.Especially when the corners of his mouth drooped slightly when he was not smiling, he looked particularly cold and stern.

As Discipline approached, Song Buzhi felt a rush of heat coming towards him, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he didn't move, and a friendly smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Hi, Captain Ji!" .”

Discipline looked indifferent: "..."

Song Buzhi smiled softly: "Is the discipline team investigating the case? You go first, you go first—"

Before the words were interrupted, Song Buzhi's stomach growled first.

Song Buzhi: "..."

discipline:"……"

Since they received the report last night, he has seen Song Buzhi three times in total.The first time was in Room 22, Building 602, Lvjing Garden, the second time was next to a trash can near the back door of Lvjing Garden this morning, and the third time is now.

"The words and deeds shown three times are different." Discipline thought, "Acting? Is it really like Xiao Xie said that he has schizophrenia?"

Calmly scanning Song Buzhi from head to toe, Discipline found that Song Buzhi's feet were side by side, and his hands were hanging at his sides clenched into fists—it looked like he was restraining something.But his eyes... For the first time, Ji Ji suspected that he might have hallucinated after not sleeping for a long time, and he actually saw innocence... and some kind of flattery in Song Buzhi's eyes.

After a while, Discipline said, "You want to go home?"

Song Buzhi wanted to deny it, but the words he uttered were: "That's right."

Discipline probably didn't expect Song Buzhi to admit it so directly, looked him up and down again, and said, "I haven't finished collecting the evidence, so I can't go in."

Song Buzhi was pitiful: "But my mobile phone is still at home, and I have no money with me. I'm going to starve to death."

Discipline seemed to take a breath: "...your mobile phone is in the city bureau, I will return it to you later."

Song Buzhi had question marks all over his head, and looked at him with small eyes: "Captain Ji, what are you doing with my phone?"

Discipline is straightforward: "You are a suspect."

Song Buzhi let out an "oh", frantically resisting some kind of sequelae in his heart, but the words he said again were: "Naji team, can you treat me to a meal? I only have two dollars and a half."

... I don't know what Discipline thinks. In short, after he finished saying the words that he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, Discipline agreed.

So, the two of them ate here face to face.

Putting his thoughts back, Song Buzhi ate and ate, sighing because of what happened to him since last night.

"What?" On the other side, Discipline raised his head and glanced at him.

Song Buzhi smiled and shook his head like a rattle, but what he said was: "Ji Dui, you are so nice, and you invited me to dinner. Then let's order another basket of steamed buns!"

discipline:"……"

The steamed buns were quickly served, and Song Buzhi picked one up contentedly, and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he had eaten a delicacy in the world, an expression of enjoyment suddenly appeared on his face.

Discipline's beef noodles were finished, so he put down his chopsticks, took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth. Seeing Song Buzhi's expression, for some reason, he suddenly got an appetite and really wanted to eat this steamed bun, so he stretched out his hand take.

With a "snap"——

A slap hit the back of Ji Ji's hand that was about to pick up a steamed bun.

Discipline raised his head and looked at the other side expressionlessly.

The gentle and smiling expression on Song Buzhi's face has disappeared, replaced by vicious eyes, full of vigilance.

Discipline looked at him quietly for a while, and Song Buzhi felt guilty inside, and he didn't think so, but he couldn't control it... But this person won't see anything...

Then, Discipline's slapped hand continued to reach out to the Xiaolongbao.

A heavier slap was about to be slapped, Ji Ji quickly withdrew his hand, and saw that Song Buzhi not only had fierce eyes, but also opened his mouth, revealing sharp little canine teeth, as if he would bite you to death if he touched the steamed bun again .

Discipline suddenly had a strange idea.

---

In Room 22, Building 602, Lvjing Garden, Xie Qitian led people to investigate carefully again, but found no more useful clues.

"Disciplinary team," Xie Qitian said to the discipline who came over before the cordon was withdrawn, "Dabai deduces that this is the scene of the first crime. There are no signs of outsiders breaking in on the doors and windows of the scene. I speculate that the murderer is most likely the People in this house, or people who are familiar with those three people enough to enter their house at any time. According to what Chang Fei and Gao Bin said, if there is no property stolen in the house, then the murderer is not for money, and is even very likely , is directly aimed at the dead."

"Three possibilities." Discipline said, "First, the murderer is one of Song Buzhi, Gao Bin, and Chang Fei. Second, the murderer is Song Buzhi, Gao Bin, and Chang Fei. The third is , the murderer is not any one of the three of them, but he is familiar with one or several of them."

"Send a few people," Discipline said, "to keep an eye on Song Buzhi, Gao Bin and Chang Fei."

Xie Qitian: "Okay."

"Wait," Discipline said again, "Send someone to keep an eye on Gao Bin and Chang Fei, Song Buzhi...I'll keep an eye on myself."

Xie Qitian was full of question marks, did he miss something?Why did Team Ji's tone sound a bit out of the ordinary... Besides, he actually went to mark people himself!

——Tell colleagues about this kind of thing, and colleagues don't believe it.

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Song Buzhi lay on the table in the restaurant, quietly waiting for the time to pass.

What he did, what he said, he has no energy to think about.

Forget it, let it be like this, no matter what that person thinks, whether he is a criminal suspect or a psychopath, in short, he will investigate the case by himself.

The most important thing now is that he has to think about it, when he was sleeping in the refrigerator yesterday, which crazy guy stuffed body parts into his "residence".

He is quite dead when he sleeps, and under normal circumstances, lightning and thunder can't wake him up.But it is said that it was from five to seven o'clock when the crime happened... If it was five o'clock, he had just fallen asleep not long ago, so he probably didn't die of sleep, did he hear anything at that time...

Song Buzhi lay motionless on the table until he heard a knock on the table.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

"Which bastard interrupts your uncle to think about life—oh! It's the discipline team! Hello, discipline team!" Song Buzhi's expression changed very quickly, and within a second, there was a friendly and gratifying smile on his face.

Discipline didn't sit down, looked at him from top to bottom, explaining why he came: "The inspection of your house is over, you can stay here."

Song Buzhi was very happy, smiling broadly: "Thank you Team Ji!"

If there was a tail, Song Buzhi probably couldn't stop shaking it.

——Such an idea suddenly popped up in Discipline's mind.

With a faint "hmm", discipline said again: "Your mobile phone has also been checked, and I will have someone bring it to you tonight."

Song Buzhi smiled even more happily: "Thank you Team Ji!"

Discipline didn't speak anymore, but he didn't leave, just stood in front of him.

Song Buzhi raised his head, exposing the pale skin of his neck to the discipline, his Adam's apple moved, and said, "Is there anything else I can do for the discipline?"

Song Buzhi felt a little hot, so he not only rolled up his sleeves, but also unbuttoned two collar buttons after Discipline left.At this time, with his raised head, the deep concave collarbone was faintly visible, and the lines of his neck were graceful and smooth.

Coupled with his face, this smiling face with curved eyes... very beautiful.

Discipline looked away calmly, and said, "There is really one thing that needs your help."

Song Buzhi said enthusiastically: "As long as I can help, I will do my best to help you."

Discipline pulled his lips and smiled slowly: "You can help."

While talking, Discipline's cell phone rang, and Lao Yu, who was sent to investigate the relationship between the deceased Jane Weiyuan, called.

"Team Ji, we went to inquire about Jian Weiyuan's company, and we made a major discovery!" Lao Yu said, "A colleague of Jian Weiyuan revealed that Jian Weiyuan once had a conflict with someone from another advertising company, and that person once worked as an advertising agent. Said to their faces that one day they would kill him!"