Old Xu used the method of keeping a dog to fall in love

In a coffee shop, there was a man with a pretty face drinking coffee, and there was also a cup of coffee opposite him.Probably waiting for someone.

Soon, a carefree and aggressive woman walked in.Before sitting down, he drank the coffee in front of him.

"I'm thirsty." After drinking, the woman sat down and hurriedly asked, "Cousin, what do you think about the case?" It turned out that the woman was Xu Xuexuan.

And Xu Wenhua, who was sitting opposite, asked something irrelevant: "I heard that you went to have dinner with the person you saved not long ago."

"Who did you hear that from?" Xu Xuexuan asked suspiciously, but soon she realized: "My mother said it, right?"

"Well. What do you think of him?" Xu Wenhua said lightly.

Xu Xuexuan frowned and thought about it for a while, and said: "He, Jiang Liren. He is not bad, he is a bit stupid, a bit straight, and a bit annoying." After a pause, Xu Xuexuan continued: "The last dinner I have But it’s so embarrassing, his father is my boss, and his mother always asks me what I like and what my interests are. It makes me feel like I’m on a blind date.”

"What else?" Xu Wenhua asked.

"Afterwards, Jiang Liren always sent messages to chat with me when he had nothing to do. His father is my boss, so I have to reply, but the questions he asked were so embarrassing." Xu Xuexuan said like beans: "Cousin, give me One way to make him stop annoying me like this."

"No way." Xu Wenhua said with a smile.

Xu Xuexuan pursed her lips like a little goldfish.

"But if he comes to you in the future, you can ask me for help off the court." Xu Wenhua continued.

Xu Xuexuan blinked, turned her head and asked, "Cousin, why do you care so much about him?"

"Is there? You are wrong." Xu Wenhua took a sip of coffee.

"Really?" Xu Xuexuan asked back, but she didn't delve into it, and changed her style: "Cousin, what do you know about the case I gave you last time?"

Next, the two began to discuss the case.

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Hello everyone, I am Jiang Liren.I'm panicking now.

My eldest nephew is spitting up milk! ! !

Help, am I overfeeding?Help, will my elder sister chop me up when she sees it? ? ?

"Gulu." The eldest nephew opened his mouth, even saying that without opening his mouth, white milk overflowed.

I looked at the one-third of the bottle in my hand, and at my nephew who was spitting up milk.Big nephew, do you have such a small appetite?

I sat in the room and shouted: "Sister, old sister. Please help me off the court!" I didn't care if I was scolded, after all, it would be bad if my eldest nephew had an accident.

The elder sister appeared soon after hearing my call, and she took the eldest nephew from me.

"Hey, this milk spit up." The old lady took out two tissues and put them next to the elder nephew's head, and then wiped the milk that the elder nephew spit out with the elder nephew's saliva towel.

I asked in a panic, "Is my eldest nephew okay?"

The old lady didn't even give me a look, and said directly: "It's okay, I'll get used to it when I vomit."

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll go out and clean up with my mother."

The old lady nodded.

After going out, I went to find my mother, and then took two bowls to wash.

After finally washing it, my mother glanced at the dishes I just washed with her eyes that can see through everything.

"You can't even wash it clean, go out and watch TV, don't block me." Mom said directly.

What?I've put down enough dish soap that it's shiny.Why can't I wash it?

"Go out, if you don't know how to do anything in the kitchen, you will get in the way." My mother chased me like a puppy.

Well, there is an experience called: Mom always feels that you can't clean the dishes.

After I was kicked out, I sat peacefully on a chair and watched TV.I turned to the news desk to see what was on the news.

Sure enough, nothing.Those bloody and terrifying things that can cause panic will not be broadcast on the news column for the time being.

"Hey, aren't your knees cold when you wear a pair of big pants like this?" My mother said after seeing me.

After talking, my mother came out with a blanket and gave it to me. She went to the closet to search again and said, "Hey, it's because you went out that you don't know where to put your clothes." He gave me a pair of plush pants: "Put them on quickly."

"Mom, it's not cold today, I'm comfortable wearing a pair of big pants." I said while holding the blanket and pants.

"What's not cold? When you catch a cold, we'll see who will take care of you!" My mother directly yelled at me.

At this time, the elder sister also took care of the nephew's affairs, hugged the sleeping nephew and said softly: "Put it on."

All right, good men don't fight women, and I can't beat these two women either.

I put on woolen trousers, wrapped in a small blanket, and watched my... dog-blood drama enthusiastically.

The news is really too boring to read.

When it was late at night, my father and brother-in-law came back.

I secretly planned how to use their words, but the first-hand information I got from them was more convincing.

When eating, my father said while eating: "This porridge is delicious, but the tangerine peel is too big."

My mother said: "Eat it, don't waste it. Tangerine peel is a good cough suppressant, eat more."

Dad said: "Chop the tangerine peel into shreds and put it in. This big piece is so delicious."

My mother said: "If you shred it, pick it out? Your son doesn't eat tangerine peel, so won't it be a waste if he picks out one by one?"

Dad gave me a sideways look and said, "How can he eat it? If you don't tell him, he won't know."

Wait... Dad, why do your words and your lines feel like you are talking about a mentally handicapped boy?Is it my illusion?

"Look at the sweet potato stewed chicken he ate yesterday. He can eat two pieces of ginger as sweet potatoes. How can he recognize the addition of orange peel?" Dad continued.

Ok, this is really not my illusion.My dad probably really thinks I'm a taste idiot.

"You think your son is the eldest grandson, he will eat whatever you feed him, he has no brains?" Mom retorted.

Although my mother is protecting me, why do I feel that I am not very happy?

And why did the cabbage and egg porridge in my bowl suddenly lose its fragrance, and there was a lot of fishy smell of tangerine peel.

We quickly ate more than half of it, and my mother cooked two bowls of porridge for each of us.This is the idea of ​​the woman in charge of the family - eating porridge at night to clear the stomach, and it will not accumulate food, which is convenient for weight loss.

Although I don't think there is any scientific basis for this, I was strongly suppressed when I proposed it. Who told me that my brain was hit.

After eating, my father and brother-in-law went to the study, and I followed in quietly.

"What are you doing?" Dad asked me.

"I want to look at today's case, I think I can have some ideas." I said.

Dad looked at me with raised eyebrows, obviously a view that he didn't trust me.My brother-in-law looked at me with a smile, and said, "It's rare that my brother has such thoughts, Dad, let him discuss it too. Didn't Uncle Xiang say that my brother is a genius in solving crimes?"

Dad scoffed, but didn't object.

I sat obediently in a chair and listened to their talk.

The more I listen, the more...sleepy I become.

Yes, I'm not panicking at all.I'm just sleepy.Because I can't understand what they are saying.

What video surveillance, what fingerprint retrieval, DNA determination.

"You boy, you are the one who comes in to listen, and you are the one who sleeps." After my father finished speaking, he scolded me when he saw me.

I awoke from my half-drows, and touched my lips to see if there was any drooling.

"Brother is sleepy, go back to sleep." The brother-in-law said softly.

"Not sleepy. I'm just meditating." I said hastily.Although I didn't understand anything, I still wanted to get some information, and I wanted to know what the pictures had to do with the murder.

I tentatively asked: "Do you think this is a serial murder case?" After all, there are many pictures. If you draw a corpse according to each picture, then it must be a serial murder case.

It's just that I don't know how many paintings have become reality.

Brother-in-law and father were silent.

? ? ?What's the matter, dad, brother-in-law, it's scary for you to stare at me like this and say nothing.I'm panicking.

"You, hey..." Dad said, "Sure enough, I didn't hear anything."

I am very confused.

"We've already discussed whether it's a serial murder case, and it's temporarily confirmed that it's not." The brother-in-law said.

Oh... so they had already discussed the situation while I was half asleep.Wait, doesn't that mean I'm missing a big piece of information? !

"Why don't you think so?" I asked.

"We didn't find any special features at the scene that were the same as the previous homicides, so we can only treat it as a general homicide." The brother-in-law replied.

It seems to be true, every picture in the bag seems to have nothing in common, except that they are all quite scary.

"The biggest problem with this case is that it is too clean." The brother-in-law said with a frown.

I was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean? Could it be that the murderer swept the floor after the murder?"

Dad seriously reprimanded me for "mopping the floor and sweeping the floor", and then said: "The prisoner cleaned the scene and the corpse. Because the crime scene is too clean, we can't get any information from the environment of the scene; the prisoner's The method is very clean and neat, and there is no information on the corpse. It is difficult because nothing can be deciphered."

I continued to ask: "What about monitoring?" Dad also shook his head.

I pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it random killing?" My brother-in-law and my father didn't respond, but just sighed.

The brother-in-law replied: "Arbitrarily murdered people will not be cleaned up so cleanly. Usually the scene of a random murderer will be more messy, and it is better for us to do psychological profiling." Like a high degree of cleanliness, it is too spotless."

I rubbed my chin, but couldn't think of anything.

The author has something to say:

Only the Xu family is taking the plot seriously.The Jiang family is living their lives seriously.

Last quiz answer: B: The script of the boss's son

This quiz: Is Xu Xuexuan the author's tool man, or Lao Xu's tool man

A: The author's

B: Old Xu's

Preview: Will my father and brother-in-law find out about this heart-wrenching case?Will I go to jail for this?If you can predict what will happen next, just comment and you will know.