what the murderer wants to do

After all, will they pamper you? "

Xiao Jiu shook violently: "I don't want to go out! I want to stay here forever!"

He was terrified by the "they" in Pan'er's mouth. In his impression, they were all monsters who ate people without spit out bones.

"It's okay, Xiao Jiu is not afraid." Pan'er gently stroked him and patted his back, "Didn't Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba go out? You didn't hear any bad news, right?"

That's right, Xiao Jiu curled up in his arms, shaking non-stop, but she didn't hear any bad news.

Because there is no sound at all.

When you go outside, it's like throwing a stone into a deep pool, and it disappears immediately.

He buried his face in Pan'er's chest, but he was thinking about other issues in his mind.

——Why do they all have to go out, but brother Pan can stay?

——Is it because Brother Pan is the most obedient and obedient?

"The boss asked Mr. Liu if there was any reply." Xiao Jiu stared at Pan'er nervously, and Xiao Yuan's face was tense.

Liu Jucai didn't know who he entrusted to them, so after inquiring about them, he came to the door and expressed his desire for a beautiful one at an easy price.

Giving money is the master, and the boss will naturally not refuse the business that comes to his door.

It's just that Mr. Liu was particularly picky, and he was not satisfied after watching a few times, including Xiao Jiu who was supposed to go out in order.

There is no way, the boss can only contact old friends and look for it from other places.

Who knows, it took a lot of effort to find someone, but here, Mr. Liu regretted it.

"An unruly thing!" He squeezed the boss's shoulder, and heard the other party spat viciously, "Sure enough, he came from a small family, and he can't compare to a serious son!"

The boss could say this, but Xiao Jiu couldn't respond.

He was trembling, for fear that the boss's anger would burn on him.

Now, I will throw this hot potato to Brother Pan.

"..." Hearing Xiao Jiu's words, Pan'er felt like his head would explode.

I don't know if the other party is deliberately avoiding people from Lotus. While peeking at Qu Qi, Pan'er called Liu Jucai more than a dozen times, but there is still no news.

He was very disturbed.

This kind of anxiety has been haunting his heart, and since the day he learned the news of the death of the Dong brothers, it has clung to him firmly.

But Pan'er remembered the boss's words again, as well as the other party's swearing expression.

It'll be fine, he comforted himself, when did he ever see something happen to his boss?

He has to trust the boss.

"Are you really not going?"

In the parking lot one street away from Lotus, Lu Jiaoyang asked Zhou Hong again.

The subordinate looked at him, then at Xu Xiao, and nodded firmly.

Lu Jiaoyang: "...Okay."

That is to say, he can accommodate others, otherwise, with Zhou Hong's straightforward character, he might be put in a place where fish and dragons are mixed together, and he might be treated like that.

There is no lack of ability, but it is too stunned.It is estimated that he also knows his fault, so he doesn't say much.

In Miaoling, Lu Jiaoyang didn't pay much attention to him, but in Yaojiang, the other party showed his abilities.

It can be used, Director Lu thought in his heart.

"He doesn't need to go." Xu Xiao got off the car and straightened his clothes, "If there is anything later, Zhou Hong can help."

"It's in broad daylight..." Lu Jiaoyang was about to say that the other party was too cautious, but then he remembered Xiao Chu who was still lying in the hospital, and changed the subject halfway, "Then you stay here, why are you being clever?" point."

Zhou Hong nodded again.

"Let's go." Lu Jiaoyang adjusted his tie facing the car window.

In order to create a sense of couple with Xu Xiao that does not actually exist, Lu Jiaoyang also tried to match each other's style at first.

But no matter how he changed his clothes, he always looked like a sub-elite man. In the end, even Zhou Hong began to sigh as if nothing had happened.

He had to give up and concentrate on playing the role of CBD elite.

Unexpectedly, this match looks particularly harmonious. The two walk side by side, like an ignorant young man who has just entered the society, and his handsome and rich mature boyfriend.

Of course, this was just Lu Jiaoyang's thoughts.

Ever since he was scrutinized by the other party's strange gaze in the morning, Xu Xiao feels uncomfortable all over his body now.

He was just frightened by Pei Jiuchuan, and he didn't want to be stimulated again no matter what.

Especially this kind of stimulation comes from former classmates.

He was never confused about his orientation. On the contrary, when he realized that he had no interest in the opposite sex, he reacted immediately.

That's why Director Xu knew about Lotus.

However, after going around a few times, Xu Xiao began to suspect that maybe it wasn't that he was not interested in the opposite sex, but that he had no feelings for human beings at all.

He didn't feel throbbing or loving emotions towards anyone, and he never felt that he needed the company of others.

Xu Xiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this situation, but adapted to the situation very naturally.

Over time, he got used to this state. When Pei Jiuchuan suddenly barged in nervously, even though he didn't want to admit it, he was really frightened.

The feelings of young people are always very warm, which is not suitable for an elderly person like him.

Xu Xiao thought with a blank face.

Qu Qi carefully swallowed the last sip of milk, and when he looked up, he saw his boss who was so young and outrageous.

There was also Lu Jiaoyang who always wanted to be with his boss.

Song Seven: "..."

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the word "falsifying public affairs for personal gain".

"What's the matter?" Xu Xiao didn't know that his subordinate's heart had turned into a crazy barrage mode, so he walked over first and sat down beside Qu Qi.

"Yes." Qu Qi looked at him pitifully, "Boss, if you don't come, I will have to wash dishes here."

He raised the empty cup at Xu Xiao with a heartbroken expression.

It was Lu Jiaoyang's first visit to this kind of place, in Miaoling, thanks to his father's blessing, many eyes were staring at him from top to bottom.Even if he wanted to, he had no chance.

Lotus looks like an ordinary bar, except that the customers are all male.

As soon as they sat down, the sharp-eyed Pan'er saw the scene here.

It turned out that I was really waiting for someone.He breathed a sigh of relief, because he was too sensitive.

He walked over with the tablet holding the order, with a standard smile: "What would you two like to drink?"

In his opinion, among the couple, the older one should be in the dominant position.Therefore, when he spoke, he subconsciously pointed in Lu Jiaoyang's direction.

But it was the slightly green young man who spoke.

The other party's voice was very nice, and along with the music in the bar, it gurgled into Pan'er's ears.

The man said to him gently: "I'm looking for your boss."

Pei Jiuchuan returned late, so he didn't open his eyes dimly until the sun was high.

Since Xu Xiao said yesterday that he didn't want him to go to work, he really didn't intend to go.

The young master was still feeling awkward, although he already regretted what he did during the day when he was drinking at Mu Zhenbao's place last night.

After the matter of No. [-] Middle School came to an end for a while, he kept thinking about a question.

This question troubled him for a long time, but he didn't tell anyone.

Why didn't Zhang Yiyi and Xue Jiaming plan to call the police to solve the problem, but wanted to settle it privately?

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.

According to the people he has been in contact with, Wang Zhiheng and Xu Xiao are more serious than the other, and they are completely the type who can give up their private life in order to investigate the case.Even subordinates like Tong Xiaoge and Xiao Chu didn't slack off in their work.

So, why worry about them?

The young master, who had been puzzled all this time, seemed to vaguely understand something after being slapped by Xu Xiao's fluffy smile.

Thinking of the girl who was trying to smile at them in the interrogation room, Pei Jiuchuan felt the pain in his heart come up again.

You can't be the one to let her down, he reminded himself.

"I'll admit my mistake tomorrow." After thinking about this point clearly, the young master plunged into the quilt, refusing to come out like an ostrich.

Before he could finish his self-reflection, the phone rang.

"Ajiu!" Mu Zhenbao's voice sounded lazy, "Have you gotten up yet? Come to my brother for a meal?"

Before he could react, the other party said again: "You are lucky today, Xiao Cai will cook in person."

Pei Jiuchuan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this overly intimate title seemed to be referring to the beauty with clear eyebrows from yesterday.

The author has something to say: #前去旅游gay bar’s Xu Chu#

Xu Xiao: (bows his head to drink juice)

Passerby A: Hey~ How can I drink juice at the bar~

Xu Xiao: (seriously) The juice is delicious.

Passerby A: ...

Xu Xiao: (bows his head to drink milk)

Passer-by B: Hey~ How do you drink milk when you come to the bar~

Xu Xiao: (serious face) Milk is delicious.

Passerby B: ...

Xu Xiao: (drinking full) (going home) It’s different from what they said on the Internet, no one strikes up a conversation at all, and it seems that they are all weird people who like to control what other people drink.

Passerby: ...can't laugh.jpg

☆, surplus and deficiency (12)

"I didn't expect public officials to be so open in just a few years."

The middle-aged man slumped comfortably on the recliner, his small eyes shone into slits squeezed by fat, which did not match his bloated body, and he carelessly teased the three policemen in front of him.

They didn't take them seriously at all.

"Do as the Romans do." Lu Jiaoyang smiled slightly, and continued the conversation easily, "Come in police uniform, I'm afraid Boss Wu's business will fail."

If the other party wants to suppress him, it's best to weigh whether you have untreated first and last.

He glanced at the little brother who brought them up just now, and the other party lowered his head nervously.

"You go down first." Seeing Lu Jiaoyang looking at Pan'er, Wu Yong laughed.

There is too much fat on his body, as long as he smiles, the excess fat will shake together, making Qu Qi frown in his heart.

The handsome young man bowed deeply, and quietly retreated out.

When passing by Xu Xiao, Pan'er breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly.

Not bad, he thought.It's the cops, not the revenge seekers.

Pan'er, who only cared about being happy, didn't notice the man who asked to see the boss by name, and glanced at him calmly.

"Small business, I don't know what's wrong? You should find out first, so I can be prepared?" After Pan'er left, Wu Yong's expression became serious.

Of course, this seriousness is compared with the previous look of indifference.

"It's not necessarily Boss Wu's problem." Lu Jiaoyang reached out to brush off the non-existent dust on the suit, and changed the subject, "Do you know Dong Dahuan?"

Wu Yong nodded: "Yes, we have a very good relationship."

As if knowing that the police were going to mention the money transfer next, he smiled and paved the way for himself first.

"I wish I had a friend like you." Lu Jiaoyang sighed regretfully, and leaned back on the sofa, "Since Boss Wu said he has a good relationship with Dong Dahuan, then I have a question that I don't quite understand. "

Ok?

Wu Yong originally thought that he would talk about money as soon as he came up, but who knew that the other party didn't play cards according to the routine.

He regretted that he was greedy for convenience in the past few years, and directly used his own account to send money to Dong Dahuan.But he had already prepared an excuse, and although it sounded unusual, it made sense.

But why didn't the policeman ask him?

Wu Yong's heart was churning, but he didn't show it on his face: "You ask."

Then the other party smiled politely: "Boss Wu must have heard about Dong Dahuan's matter, why didn't I see you say something?"

Lu Jiaoyang said this casually, but aggressively.

Wu Yong froze, feeling blood rushing to his head.

He comforted Pan's carelessness when he was a child, but it doesn't mean he really didn't care about it.

To a certain extent, Dong Dahuan and him are grasshoppers tied to the same rope.

The first one died, how could the second one not panic.

It's just that the other party offended too many people during his lifetime, and for a while, Wu Yong couldn't tell who did it.

In case the attacker is someone who has nothing to do with him, if he rushes to inquire rashly, it will only hurt his own muscles and bones.

"What the police officer said is true." Wu Yong moved his heavy body, and the recliner made a creaking sound, "But you also know that no one wants to get involved with illegal things, but I heard that there is a dead."

Qu Qi, who was listening silently, was stunned, not understanding what he was talking about.

What a human being, Xu Xiao, who had been silent since he came in, couldn't help applauding Wu Yong in his heart.

Lu Jiaoyang was talking about the death of the Dong family father and son, but Wu Yong shifted the focus to the nameless corpse in a few words.

The police did not disclose the case to the public, relying on word of mouth from the onlookers.

Those who knew more knew that the father and son were all dead. Those who knew less only knew that a body was found in the yard of the Dong family.

Right now, there is no news about Dong Dahuan and the others, and in the eyes of uninformed outsiders, they seem to be absconding in fear of crime.

It makes sense for Wu Yong to pretend to be stupid like this.

"Dong Dahuan is dead." Xu Xiao said, observing the expression on Wu Yong's face, "So are his two sons."

The reclining chair made an overwhelmed sound, looking at the other party, as if trying to struggle to stand up.

But he was too fat, and he panicked after hearing this, and couldn't get up for a long time.Those slit-like eyes stared into a pair of soybeans, firmly biting the policeman in front of him.

"My condolences to Boss Wu." Xu Xiao didn't take his performance seriously, but he still wanted to say a few words, "We came today to ask you, do you know who Dong Dahuan offended?"

He tilted his head slightly, making a sincere inquiry.

Compared with the previous policeman, this one is obviously much more polite, but what he asked was still a question that Wu Yong couldn't answer directly.

"Officer, it's not that I don't cooperate." Wu Yong panted for a while, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat off his forehead weakly.

"Old Dong and I have known each other for ten years." He smiled wryly, "But I really don't know who he can offend."

"He has a bad temper, and he doesn't usually do serious things." Since the police came here, they have obviously investigated in advance, instead of letting them hold the handle, it is better to speak first, "but they are all innocuous Small matter, who can kill his whole family because of this?"

In this long series of words, I am afraid that only the last line is his true words.

After hearing about Dong Dahuan's deeds, Lu Jiaoyang naturally wouldn't take Wu Yong's words seriously. If this is also called innocence, then the death of Dong and his son is not a big deal.

"I really don't know?" He sat up straight and cast a cold glance at the man.

Wu Yong shook his head, with a look of reluctance.

"Then let's change the question." Seeing that Lu Jiaoyang didn't ask anything, Xu Xiao followed Wu Yong's mind and asked the question he had prepared for a long time, "Boss Wu, can you explain why you often give Dong Dahuan the answer?" Money? It’s not a small amount.”

Sure enough, Wu Yong was refreshed.

"This..." He was sober in his heart, still showing a troubled look on his face, and after deliberately delaying for a while, he whispered, "It's not something glorious..."

"Others are dead, so they won't care about this." Seeing this, Lu Jiaoyang snorted, this guy is very slippery.

Wu Yong waited for his words, hesitated for a while, and a strange look appeared on his fat face.

"I gave it for someone else." Wu Yong said nonchalantly, "For the biological father of the two children."

Xu Xiao raised his eyebrows.

Dong Cong and Dong Min are the adopted sons of Dong Dahuan, this is a fact they already know.But Wu Yong was actually involved with them, this development was unexpected.

"That was my former business partner, and he gave the first sum of money." Speaking of this matter, Wu Yong's expression was a little depressed, and he seemed to have some real feelings, "I can have today because of rely on him."

"Originally our business was doing well, but who knows, this person said nothing." He grabbed his hair, which was not much, and rubbed it in his hands irritably.

"Why not?" Lu Jiaoyang interrupted him.

"Car accident." Wu Yong curled his lips at him miserably, showing a forced smile, "The two brothers were young at that time, and I wanted to take care of them myself."

"But at that time, this bar had just opened, and there were people coming and going in front and back. They were too young to stay in this kind of environment." As if being saddened, Wu Yong stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, "I will temporarily hand them over to Old Dong."

What he said seems to be true and false, but it doesn't seem to be completely false.

"Later——" he breathed out, "Old Dong got along with the two of them, so I simply went through the adoption procedures. I shared [-]% of the money I earned with them, and had the right to raise my partner's son."

This is out-and-out deception.

Xu Xiao really didn't see how the Dong family brothers had a good relationship with Dong Dahuan.

The police from the sub-bureau searched the room carefully. Dong Cong and Dong Min were in good spirits. There was a picture of the two of them playing basketball in middle school.

But they didn't find even a photo with Dong Dahuan in the album.

The photos may not explain anything, but the autopsy results issued by the Miaoling Municipal Bureau are particularly interesting.

"I thought it was just a procedure." On the way to Lotus, Lu Jiaoyang received a call from the bureau.

After hanging up the phone, his expression was not very good.

"Both brothers have signs of being abused." He turned to look at Xu Xiao who was sitting in the back row, "For a long time."

"Boss Wu is kind." Hearing what Wu Yong said, Xu Xiao just smiled, "Then you've earned quite a bit."

"Business." When it comes to his own shop, Wu Yong is obviously a little complacent, and the gloomy look on his face is also a bit less, "If you work hard, you can make money."

At this point, even Qu Qi could see that he didn't intend to tell the truth at all, and only cared about picking himself out.

Xu Xiao doesn't care, Wu Yongyue is full of lies, which proves that he has more ghosts in his heart.

Dong Dahuan's death seemed to have shaken this Boss Wu a lot.

"Excuse me today." Xu Xiao didn't have the intention to stay here and continue to deal with it. He stood up first and made a gesture of leaving. "If Boss Wu still thinks of anything, please contact us at any time."

Wu Yong nodded: "Definitely."

Having already grasped the doorknob, Director Xu stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head, as if remembering something.

"If you're free, you'd better help us think about who he offended, and how ruthless he was." Xu Xiao said lightly, "The face is gone, it looks scary."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what the other party's reaction would be, and walked out briskly.

The moment the door closed, Wu Yong's expression changed.

"Face..." The fear that Pan'er felt before climbed up Boss Wu's trousers, his hands were twisted together, and his whole body was shaking non-stop.

He rang the bell and called Pan'er over.

"I'm asking you." Pan'er, who was at a loss, looked at the man panting heavily, with one hand still covering his chest, "Who else knows about that?"

Pan'er was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what Wu Yong was saying.

"No one else." He was baffled, "You said back then that no one would know, so I took Xiao Wu there, and I didn't even tell Uncle Dong."

"Xiao Wu..." Wu Yong muttered, "Get him back immediately! Now! Go!"

Pan'er, who was completely confused about the situation, was rushed out of the door by the boss and stood in the corridor. He hadn't realized what happened to Wu Yong.

According to the current situation, shouldn't the boss be more concerned about Dong Dahuan's affairs?

What's the point of such a trivial matter?

That was just a disobedient child, Pan'er thought, if the boss didn't mention it, he would almost forget it.

Thinking of that incident, he subconsciously raised his hand slowly to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The boss likes his hands, saying that he has the best hands all over his body.

He couldn't see how good-looking his hands were, but the boss said they were good-looking, so they were good-looking.

In order to protect these hands, the boss never let him do work that hurts his hands, even a little water is not allowed to touch him.

Except that one time.

The soft texture seemed to be still at the fingertips, with a sticky smell of blood, which he didn't like.

It's all the fault of that bad boy, Pan'er thought.

The author has something to say: Today's plot really can't make up a small theater...

There may be cookies tomorrow (wrong)

☆, surplus and deficiency (13)

"Why did you tell him that?" Sitting back in the car again, Lu Jiaoyang pushed Qu Qi to the front row, and sat in the back with Xu Xiao.

Under normal circumstances, they will not disclose such critical information.

"Stimulate him." Xu Xiao didn't take this matter to heart, and turned his head to look out the window, "This way of dying is not very pretty, maybe Boss Wu can empathize with him."

Qu Qi sat obediently on the co-pilot, pretending not to hear what his boss said.

He felt that Xu Chu's temper was a bit strange recently.

"Let Wang Zhiheng and the others investigate Wu Yong." After hearing the other party's words, Lu Jiaoyang did not express any objection, but brought up another topic, "Anyway, I don't believe in the father-son relationship nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiao's cell phone vibrated.

"A little surprise."

Xu Xiao stared at the phone screen, but there was no surprise in his tone.

"what happened?"

The three remaining people in the car raised their ears at the same time.

"Wang Zhiheng said that their people did not find the fingerprints of the fourth person in the bathroom." He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, "the blood in the bathroom did not belong to the body in the backyard."

"You mean..." Lu Jiaoyang frowned, "Is it really possible that Dong Dahuan was killed by his two adopted sons?"

Ever since he learned that their father-son relationship was not good, he no longer referred to the Dong brothers as Dong Dahuan's sons.

"Not necessarily." Qu Qi, who was sitting in front, interjected, "Maybe the murderer wore gloves and took care to clean up the marks he left behind."

Qu Qi didn't know about Dong Dahuan's abuse of his adopted son yet, so naturally he didn't expect to go to that level.

The whole group focused their attention on Dong Dahuan, but Xu Xiao became interested in the corpse.

Since there was no blood in the bathroom belonging to the deceased, at least there should have been another scene of massacre.

As soon as this idea came out, he frowned.

"What's the matter?" Lu Jiaoyang tilted his head slightly, and saw his expression was worried.

"It feels a bit strange." Xu Xiao seemed to have something he couldn't figure out.

"According to the branch office, the corpse must have been transported from somewhere else." Subconsciously, he wanted to play with the buttons on his shirt, but just as he stretched out his hand, he remembered that he was wearing a jumper today, so he shrank again. go back.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to transport a corpse."

Carrying a dead body is much more difficult and risky than carrying a living person.

No trace of blood was found on the body, indicating that there was a suitable place for the murderer to carry out his series of almost perverted operations.At least he won't be disturbed when he kills and mutilates his body.

It stands to reason that it is obviously more cost-effective to put the corpse there than to transport it to Dong Dahuan's house after all the hardships.

Unless, the murderer had to put the body in Dong Dahuan's house.

But why?

Before Xu Xiao could figure it out, the phone vibrated again.

Or Wang Zhiheng.

Director Xu was still wondering if there was something he couldn't say on the phone, he had to type it out word by word.However, when he saw the content of the text message, he knew why Wang Daudao didn't dare to call.

"What's the matter?" Lu Jiaoyang looked at him even worse than before.

"..." Xu Xiao pinched the phone, not knowing how to answer him for a moment.

The police station where Dong Dahuan's previous household registration was located received Xu Xiao's call yesterday, and they called back today to reply.

Of course, this is not because they are amazingly efficient, but because they didn't plan to check it out in the first place.

However, both Xu Xiao and Lu Jiaoyang went out, and Wang Zhiheng was the only one who answered the phone.

According to Wang Daudao's fiery character who can't rub the sand in his eyes, the ending can be imagined.

Even though he tried his best to downplay it in the text message, Xu Xiao could still imagine what happened at that time.

"It's not a big deal." In the end, Xu Xiao could only conclude in this way.

Although he didn't have any hope of reporting to the police station over there, such a result made people a little discouraged after all.

The depression in his heart hadn't risen by half, and the new text message came again.

What does Wang Zhiheng want to do?

Xu Xiao's anger was a little lifted.

However, this time it was not from Wang Boldly.

The message is short, only five words.

——I knew I was wrong.

Lu Jiaoyang originally wanted to ask him what happened this time, but the other party suddenly put the phone back, closed his eyes, and began to rest his mind.

Director Lu who was ignored had no choice but to give up.

The delay in Lotus was a bit long, and when we returned to the branch office, it was already dark.

Wang Zhiheng was still leading his men to fight against the unnamed corpse. According to the results issued by the forensics department, the age of this male corpse was between 20 and 25 years old, and the time of death was about 3 to 4 weeks ago.

Therefore, Wang Bold's subordinates searched through the city's alarm records, but did not find any missing reports matching the man during this time period.

Wang Zhiheng, who didn't believe in evil, stood behind Xiao Fang himself, stared at him once, but still found nothing.

"It's as if it just popped out of nowhere." Wang Bold's face turned dark again, he felt a little guilty facing Xu Xiao now, so he could only complain to Lu Jiaoyang, "Why is no one caring about his death?"

Lu Jiaoyang shrugged his shoulders, expressing that there was nothing he could do to help.

It took a few more hours at the sub-office, and when the night fell completely, Wang Zhiheng had no choice but to announce that today was over.

"Continue tomorrow." This time, he couldn't pretend that he didn't see Xu Xiao anymore, and his voice was as rare as a mosquito, "I'll arrange two people to check on Wu Yong."

Seeing him like this, Xu Xiao couldn't say anything, just nodded, and parted ways with Lu Jiaoyang and the others at the gate of the sub-bureau.

He parked the car downstairs and was about to go upstairs when he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to eat dinner today.

Standing downstairs hesitated for a while, Director Xu decided to go back to rest after going out for a day.

He buried his head upstairs, stepping very lightly.

This is a habit left by him before, and he has never walked silently.

Because the movement was too small, he had lived here for several years, and when he returned home, he had rarely seen the voice-activated lights in the corridor turn on.

He doesn't care, anyway, the stairs look like that, and there won't be an extra section out of thin air.

Therefore, Director Xu, who thought he was very familiar with the corridors of his own house, suffered a big loss on the last few steps.

"It hurts, it hurts!" He didn't realize that something was wrong until he stepped on it and kept his head buried in the road.

The stairs shouldn't be so soft, and of course they wouldn't jump up and scream at him in pain.

The volume of this voice was so loud that almost half of the building's voice-activated lights were turned on.

With the help of the warm yellow light, Xu Xiao found in disbelief that there was a living person sitting in front of his house.

The other party's eyes were sleepy, and the expression on his face was half hazy and half wronged.

"Boss..." The young master looked at him pitifully, "You stepped on me."

"..."

I don't know if he was frightened by this big change, or because he was surprised that Pei Jiuchuan complained first. Xu Xiao froze in place, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

He stared blankly at each other, blinking blankly.

The boss's expression was dull, which was quite different from his usual calm look.

Pei Jiuchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he almost wanted to do it directly again.

A second before he was about to stretch out his claws, he suddenly remembered that he was still covered with a stamp of not being allowed to go to work. If he provoked Xu Chu again, he might never even think about joining the city bureau in his life.

The young master had no choice but to hang his head sullenly, looking sullen.

"When did you come?" Xu Xiao was shocked, and Xu Xiao reacted quickly.

But he misunderstood Pei Jiuchuan's listless look, thinking that the other party was so frustrated because he had waited for him for too long.

"Don't you know to call me?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt incredible, "If I don't come back today, will you sit at the door all night?"

Pei Jiuchuan was wronged: "You don't reply to my text messages, I dare not call you..."

"..." Xu Xiao felt that the child was probably stupid.

"Come in." He took out the key and sighed helplessly.

Xu Xiao's home is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration style follows the owner's temperament, and everything is kept simple.

Pei Jiuchuan sat obediently on the sofa, but his eyes kept wandering.

Xu Xiao didn't notice the other person's movements at all, thinking about someone sitting on the concrete floor in early spring for hours, he felt a headache.

"I don't remember how you were sick last time?" While scolding the young master, he stuffed a cup of hot ginger tea into the other's hand, "Is it because you don't have to go to work for a few days, so you toss it hard?"

The ginger tea was too hot, and Pei Jiuchuan was ready to put it on the table as soon as he took it.Before he could move, he heard the second half of the boss's words.

Then he froze.

"Put down the tea!" Seeing that his hands were burning red, but the other party didn't intend to let go, Xu Xiao was also a little anxious.

Why do you feel like you've been gone for a day, and you come back a little bit different?

Reminded by his boss, Pei Jiuchuan seemed to have just noticed the hot teacup in his hand.He put the teacup on the coffee table and began to shake his hands desperately.

"Don't move!" Xu Xiao was dumbfounded by the opponent's actions.

He got up, went to the kitchen to find a small bag of ice cubes, and when he came back, he saw the young master was still shaking it persistently.

"Give me your hand." He sat down beside his subordinate.

Pei Jiuchuan was scalded badly. Hearing what his boss said, he finally calmed down and stretched out his hand reluctantly.

It must have been really hot, his palms turned red, and he grinned in pain as soon as he moved.

"I thought you didn't know it hurts." Xu Xiao held his hand and carefully placed the ice pack on it, "Since you know it hurts, why don't you know how to sit in the ground to cool off?"

After speaking, he felt the other party move restlessly.

Xu Xiao didn't speak, but exerted a little force to restrain the restless young master.

"I know I was wrong." Pei Jiuchuan whispered, "I won't do that kind of thing again in the future."

Both of them knew each other exactly what this was talking about.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and no one spoke.

Pei Jiuchuan's hand was still in his, and after a while, Xu Xiao felt that the other person was gradually becoming stiff.

He sighed secretly.

"This is not an example." He pulled out his hand and motioned for the young master to hold the ice pack, "Only this time."

Then his hand was pulled.

The ice pack rolled to the ground, and a water stain slid out on the ground.

The cold palm pressed against his palm prints, inexplicably giving rise to a burning sensation that shouldn't exist.

"I know." Pei Jiuchuan's fingers slowly wrapped around him, but his tone was never solemn.

The author has something to say: Yes, I have misunderstood the cookies, so don’t worry about it /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Wrote N stalks/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Xu Chu, why can’t you be soft and cute/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Let’s handle the case honestly/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

☆, surplus and deficiency (14)

If time stands still at this second, and Yaojiang City is pulled into a plane at the same time, then everyone's actions at this moment can be seen at a glance.

Xu Xiao was stopped by Pei Jiuchuan, and he was looking up at him in surprise.

Wang Zhiheng put on his coat, ready to leave the branch office and go home.

Lu Jiaoyang and Zhou Hong stared blankly at the table full of dishes, neither of them had much appetite.

Yan Cai nestled in Mu Zhenbao's arms, biting a peeled apple, and laughed softly.

And Liu Jucai, the second generation of coal, just woke up from the groggy darkness.

He lay on the ground, struggling to open his eyes, not understanding what was going on for a moment.

The wet and cold feeling stuck to his back, like the skinny hands of a dead man, bit by bit removing the memory from the brain.