boyfriend in the fridge

I don't know if it's his illusion, why does he feel that He Xiaobei tonight seems to be trying to get close to him on purpose.

and……

He smelled a strange smell from He Xiaobei.

This smell was masked by He Xiaobei's perfume, but Song Buzhi could smell it.

He couldn't tell what it was like, the original smell was mixed with the smell of perfume, and it was hard to distinguish it.

But he had a bad feeling.

The taste intuitively made him uncomfortable.

He used the taxi app to hail a car and headed for the city bureau.

In the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Jin Zilong was biting a pen and thinking hard.When you think of something, you take down the pen and write it on the paper, and then put the pen back in your mouth after writing.

When Song Buzhi passed by, he accidentally saw this scene.

Suddenly, his expression became indescribable.

At this moment, he heard a loud female voice coming from not far away——

"Little Jin!"

"Supper is here!"

Song Buzhi turned his head and saw Yu Xiaonan with a bag in his left hand and a bag in his right.

Yu Xiaonan was walking quickly towards the office, and just as she yelled, she turned a corner and saw Song Buzhi with a strange expression.She kept walking and smiled: "Hey, Brother Song is here! It's just a matter of time to have supper together!"

The bag in Yu Xiaonan's hand exuded a tempting fragrance, and as she got closer, the fragrance became stronger. Song Buzhi practiced yoga for an hour, consumed some of his dinner, and felt hungry instinctively when he smelled the fragrance.

Yu Xiaonan quickly put two bags on the desk and opened them one by one - barbecue and hot and sour noodles.

There are only two bowls of hot and sour noodles, and the pile is full of barbecue, which instantly fills a desk from end to end.

"I didn't know you were coming, and I didn't ask you if you would like hot and sour noodles. Team Ji didn't want to eat it, so I bought two bowls from Xiaojin and me." Yu Xiaonan picked up a bunch of roasted tenderloin, nimbly biting off a piece of meat to eat He got down and said, "Fortunately, there are a lot of barbecues, so you can eat whatever you want, Brother Song, don't be too polite."

Jin Zilong also picked up a skewer of barbecue, devoured it quickly, and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, the Ji team will pay for it."

Song Buzhi: "..."

There are roasted leeks in the barbecue, and the greenness is very eye-catching in a piece of meat.

Song Buzhi picked up a string by accident, and stared at it carefully.

After Yu Xiaonan ate a few skewers of barbecue, he opened the hot and sour noodles. After "Chi Liu" sucked a few sticks of noodles, seeing Song Buzhi's action, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Little Brother Song, what are you looking at if you don't eat?"

Song Buzhi asked uncertainly, "Is this leek?"

He couldn't tell the difference between onions, garlic and leeks at all, although he had an intuition that they were leeks.But still not sure.

Jin Zilong had already eaten half of the hot and sour powder in a few bites. He sucked his nose that was about to runny because of the overly spicy food, and said, "It must be leeks. We don't have roasted shallots or garlic here, do we?"

"No, I haven't seen it before." Yu Xiaonan continued, "Brother Song, don't look at it, eat it quickly, it's delicious while it's hot."

After hearing her words, Song Buzhi approached her in a strange way, and bit off a leek.

Well, delicious.

Grilled leeks are even better.

After a while, Song Buzhi finished off a bunch of leeks.

Seeing Song Buzhi's expression, Yu Xiaonan knew whether he liked it or not.She smiled knowingly: "Is it delicious? The barbecue restaurant opposite us has really delicious roasted leeks! I like their roasted leeks the most. It's a pity that no one here understands me. They all I don’t understand the deliciousness of leeks, hum! Brother Song, you will come here often in the future, let’s have barbecue together!”

Song Buzhi coughed solemnly and said, "I'm practicing yoga... No, people who are exercising should refuse junk food."

Yu Xiaonan's eyes lit up: "I heard it! Yu what, yoga? Yes, Brother Song, what do you want to do with yoga? Hehehe——"

Then she was patted on the back of the head, and a disciplined voice sounded from behind her: "What's going on in your head."

Discipline put a stack of documents on Yu Xiaonan's desk, and said, "Hurry up and go home after eating, and stay with Xiaojin on duty?"

Yu Xiaonan was stuffing a skewer of barbecued meat in his mouth, and almost spat out after being slapped by discipline, but turned around and dared not speak out, and could only complain with his eyes.After she swallowed it, she said, "Aren't you satisfied with my initiative to join the discipline team? Hmph, we won't let you eat our barbecue."

Discipline didn't plan to eat it at all, and said after hearing the words: "Aren't you going to be reimbursed?"

Yu Xiaonan said confidently: "Of course it will be reimbursed. You can't go back on your word in the discipline team."

Jin Zilong didn't know Discipline so well, seeing that Discipline didn't eat, he was too embarrassed to ask him to pay, so he said, "Why don't I treat this meal... Anyway, I'm on duty..."

Yu Xiaonan: "Xiao Jin, it's more delicious if you ask the discipline team to invite you, understand? The discipline team cares for your subordinates, what a good captain! I will follow him all my life!"

Jin Zilong: "I don't understand..."

Discipline: "Farewell, it's better to marry yourself earlier."

Song Buzhi laughed when he heard them talking.

Yu Xiaonan: "Team Ji, why are you urging me to marry like my dad all day long. You don't know, it's so hard to marry a policewoman..."

Yu Xiaonan Balabala talked about a bunch of strange things that she had met on a blind date, and after she finished talking, the three of them almost solved a bunch of barbecues.

Yu Xiaonan drank the last mouthful of the hot and sour powder soup and said, "Delicious! I'm home! Bye bye team, bye brother Song, bye little Jin!"

After she left, the office fell silent.

Song Buzhi also ate a lot, he felt that his yoga practice tonight might be for nothing.But he didn't go there to really practice yoga. Thinking about it this way, the guilt is not so strong.

He sat on the chair, looked up at Discipline, and was filled with admiration—there are so many delicacies in front of him, and Discipline refuses to eat it if he refuses to eat it, it’s amazing!

The takeaway box was packed by Jin Zilong. He glanced at Discipline and Song Buzhi who hadn't left yet, and said, "Isn't the Ji team going back?" If not, stay and continue to work overtime?

Discipline glanced at Song Buzhi, who was a little sleepy after eating, and asked, "Go back?"

Song Buzhi stood up lazily: "Go back."

At this time, the wind blew in through the open window, and the paper on Jin Zilong's table was blown up and floated to the ground.

It just happened to float in front of Song Buzhi.

He bent down, picked it up, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jin is studying the five letters on Wang Yu's body?"

Jin Zilong had already picked up a few other pieces of paper, and continued after hearing the words: "Yes, I think that as long as these five letters are deciphered, we will be able to know who the murderer is."

Song Buzhi: "But you spelled the fourth letter wrong, right? I remember it was 'r', not 'v'..."

The paper was blown in the opposite direction, facing Song Buzhi.

Jin Zilong: "It's 'r', the 'r' I wrote is a bit like 'v', you misunderstood..."

His ending sound became lighter, and his eyes widened subconsciously——

He saw Discipline walk up to Song Buzhi, put his hand on Song Buzhi's back, and called out "Buzhi" in a low voice, his tone was puzzled and worried.

But Song Buzhi still kept bending over to pick up the paper, and he held the paper upside down in his hand, and slowly squeezed it tightly.Then he didn't know why, and his body suddenly tilted—as if he was about to fall down in the next second.

Song Buzhi was firmly supported by discipline.

"What's the matter?" Discipline followed Song Buzhi's gaze to look at the upside-down paper, which was filled with five letters written by Jin Zilong, but he didn't see anything wrong.

Song Buzhi was straightened up by the discipline, his eyes were still fixed on the paper, to be precise, on the "inverted r" like an "inverted v".

He shook his head like a headache, and said uncertainly: "I... I seem to have seen similar writing somewhere..."

Discipline: "You mean you've seen an 'r' written like a 'v' somewhere?"

Song Buzhi shook his head: "No, it's a 'v' like an 'r'."

Song Buzhi can't say things for no reason, especially these five letters are Wang Yu's death message.

Discipline: "Do you suspect that the five letters written by Wang Yu may be 'f, n, h, v, m' instead of 'f, n, h, r, m'?"

Song Buzhi still shook his head: "I don't know..."

Jin Zilong interjected at this moment: "But even if it's 'f, n, h, v, m', it doesn't seem to have any special meaning..."

Returning the paper in his hand to Jin Zilong, Song Buzhi walked out in a daze.

He needs to be blown by the cold wind and wake up.

After eating, his brain became sleepy and confused, and his memory was a little fuzzy for some reason, and he couldn't remember where he had seen a similar "v".

However, it is approaching early summer, and the wind outside is also warm.Song Buzhi blew for a while, but instead of feeling sober, he became a little irritable.

Discipline patted him on the shoulder from behind and led him to his car.

After getting in the car, Song Buzhi felt more comfortable from the air-conditioning in the car, and he closed his eyes and leaned on the seat to meditate.

Discipline glanced at him and said: "Didn't you say that your memory is very good, except for what happened before the age of three, you can remember everything else. But once, you couldn't remember clearly, do you remember that time? It was that time The dream you had after you exploded and passed out, and you later said that you don't quite remember what the dream was about."

Song Buzhi remembered this, and he nodded slightly.

Discipline: "Your latest anomaly was brought about after possessing Wang Yu. When you possessed Wang Yu, you saw a lot of her memories—the word 'v' that you feel familiar with, and Wang Yu's Is it related?"

Song Buzhi was silent for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "I still can't remember."

Discipline: "Sometimes the more you want to know something, the more you can't remember it. Relax, when you stop thinking about it, you may be able to remember it."

Song Buzhi nodded.

The car drove home quickly.

Song Buzhi listened to Discipline's words, and didn't struggle too much, and decided to let nature take its course.So, he told Discipline what he had said to He Xiaobei at the yoga studio tonight, and also shared some of his own feelings.

Discipline: "I will let people watch her carefully, don't get too close to her."

He Xiaobei doesn't know what kind of role he will play in "M1", but getting involved with "M1" is definitely dangerous.

After finishing their business, the two went to take a shower separately.

Discipline came out of the shower, entered the room, and saw Song Buzhi wearing a bath towel, holding a towel to the air conditioner and wiping his hair.

Ji Ji's eyes darkened, he walked over, held his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll wipe it."

Song Buzhi looked back and smiled, and obediently gave him the towel.

The wind from the air conditioner made Song Buzhi's body icy cold, but Ji Ji's body was hot just after taking a shower.Now...it's hotter.

Discipline wiped his hair gently and slowly, as if afraid of hurting him.Wiping and wiping, but Song Buzhi couldn't help it first, he licked his lips, raised his hand to hold the disciplined hand on his head, pulled the towel out of his hand, and threw it aside.

In order to facilitate discipline to wipe his hair, he sat down.Now he stood up - with his movement, the towel around his body fell off.

Song Buzhi threw Discipline on the bed, lowered his head and licked his lips, and said seductively: "Captain Ji, do you feel that the way you settled accounts with me in the morning was too light?"