what's in the depths

Bungee jumping, an outdoor sport that has emerged in recent years, refers to participants jumping from a carrier higher than 40 meters with elastic ropes. In Taiwan and other regions, bungee jumping is also called "bungy jumping" because Many people think that if they are not full, they would not choose this exciting and tragic exercise.

But for Zhu Yuhan, this is a very stress-relieving exercise.

As he said, jumping from a height of more than 100 meters will produce very complicated emotions at that moment, the relief of "dying" and the nostalgia for the world "before death".

After Zhu Yuhan softened his legs and "escaped from the dead", his cowardly and stupid appearance made Fu Yuxing laugh. He asked himself if he could play, and Zhu Yuhan said definitely not. There are many restrictions on sports that challenge the limits of human beings. conditions, including age restrictions.

This "age" includes mental age and physical age.

Zhu Yuhan didn't want to hurt Fu Yuxing's self-esteem, so he had to perfunctorily say that this is a limited ticket purchase, and no on-site tickets will be sold, so let's wait for the next time, when there are not so many people.

When Zhu Yuhan said this, Fu Yuxing was looking up at the sky, his soft hair was blown by the cold wind around his ears, his eyelashes were like a black butterfly, and there was such a hint of dying struggle.

he asks:

"When is the next time?"

Before Zhu Yuhan could answer, he asked again:

"Do I have a next time?"

Zhu Yuhan looked at him, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

"There will be, trust me." But he can only comfort in this way.

I don't know whether to say that Chu Rong is a big-hearted person or a pervert. He came down from the high jumping cliff, his body was as light as a swallow, and his steps were vigorous. He even took time to wash his hands, saying that the safety rope felt a little sticky at that time.

Zhu Yuhan asked him how he felt, and he thought for a long time before uttering the word "exciting".

The three of them randomly found a simple restaurant to eat something, and wanted to hurry back before rush hour to avoid traffic jams.

Wishful thinking, but this time, the three of them not only ran into a traffic jam peak, but they were stuck in a traffic jam on the left hand side at the same speed as themselves, and they also opened the car windows for ventilation in a tacit understanding. People, it is the jealous Fu Huaiyu.

Seeing Fu Huaiyu again after more than half a year, Chu Rong didn't react too much, he just greeted Fu Huaiyu peacefully.

Fu Huaiyu looked at the three people in the car, the corners of his mouth twitched, he turned his head and closed all the windows without saying a word.

Zhu Yuhan said "it's over" dozens of times in his heart. He was already so angry at the peak of the traffic jam that he blamed all his faults on the long queue of convoys. The driver stuck his head out in dissatisfaction and cursed:

"You fucking rush to the funeral, hurry up, hurry up, don't you think I don't want to leave?!" At the end, he added a local dialect that he didn't quite understand.

You don't have to guess and you know it's not a good word.

Of course, the irritable and straight Captain Xiao Zhu was not to be outdone, he leaned out half of his body from the car:

"You think you're a toad in the pond? You can't stop screaming."

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Huaiyu's car next to him sounded a harsh long-pitched horn at the right time.

Immediately afterwards, as if infected, these cars started to honk their horns one by one to express their frustration and dissatisfaction. Numerous drivers poked their heads out of them, cursing and mingling with the car horns, and woke up Fu Yuxing was dozing off in the back seat.

"What's wrong?" He looked around in shock.

"It's okay, you sleep in your bed." Zhu Yuhan hurriedly closed the car window, blocking all these complicated things from the car window.

Fu Yuxing looked out the window in bewilderment, was stunned for a while, and after making sure it was safe, he fell asleep in this peaceful and warm small space.

At this time, Fu Huaiyu, just because he opened the window and caught a casual glimpse of his daughter-in-law going out with other men and a "children" for a happy weekend, felt wronged, especially after the daughter-in-law was "caught" by him. Unrepentant, he scolded other drivers and closed the windows after scolding.

The radio in the car happened to be playing a sad non-mainstream golden song. Coupled with the exaggerated atmosphere, Fu Huaiyu felt his eye sockets sore. He bit his lower lip, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, shifted gears, and cut into the car when the car moved a little. Get into the middle of other cars, turn to the opposite side of the bridge, and gallop in the opposite direction.

Zhu Yuhan was also very irritable, he said to send Chu Rong back first, and after Xiaoxing settled down, he would chase the crying bag back.

Sometimes facing Fu Huaiyu like this, I really feel very tired, inexplicably, wishing to tie myself by his side, not to leave his sight for half a step, and the most unbearable thing is that he also holds a kind of love for Chu Rong. Hostile attitude.

This will embarrass yourself.

After being stuck on the bridge for nearly an hour, the car finally entered the clear zone. Zhu Yuhan drove the car almost into the air to vent his dissatisfaction. When sending Chu Rong into the community, the car was accidentally scratched by a tree branch.

He felt unlucky today because he didn't read the almanac when he went out.

After returning home, as expected, Fu Huaiyu hadn't come back yet. He didn't know where he went, and he didn't answer the phone or text messages. He had a typical child's temper.

Zhu Yuhan looked at Fu Yuxing who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, walked over to stroke his hair, and said softly:

"I'll go out for about an hour or two. If you're sleepy, go to bed and lock your door. Don't lock the door, or I won't be able to come in, you know?"

Fu Yuxing nodded stupidly, and asked again: "Then you come back quickly, I'm alone, I'm afraid..."

"Hey, Adu will accompany you, don't be afraid." Zhu Yuhan called Adu, who was playing with bone toys, to come over, told him a few words, regardless of whether he could understand, closed the door and left in a hurry.

The most urgent thing is to think about how to persuade that jealous crybag to come back.

What excuse should I find?

Why do you have to make excuses? I haven't done anything wrong. Isn't it normal to go out with colleagues on weekends?

But... still had to get him back.

According to Fu Huaiyu's character and the direction he turned after getting off the bridge, he might have gone to that place.

There is a lotus pond at the back of Zhongshan Park. After artificial transformation, hot water will be automatically poured into it in winter, so there is a grand scene of red lotus in the pond in cold winter, and the artificially cultivated black swans will not migrate south even in winter. The lotus ponds and swans are thriving in the cold winter, so it has become a great spectacle in this city.

In the beginning, many young lovers came here because of their fame and lost their first kisses here. Later, lotus flowers were picked frequently, and few black swans were stolen. Gradually, no young people were willing to come here again.

Every summer night, when it is suitable for walking, I can only see the old man hunched over and chatting with his parents, walking slowly away from here. Even if he walked very slowly, he never stopped to take a look at the dilapidated lotus pond.

But for Fu Huaiyu, this place is worth remembering.

Because it is the first time to come here, there are not only red lotuses blooming on the snow on the surface of the pool, but also graceful black swans, gracefully raising their long necks, pushing aside the snow, and slowly passing by.

The most important thing is that there are Xiaozhu team members who took the courage to hesitate for several months before daring to ask out, and the unforgettable first kiss that is still unforgettable.

People often ask, which one would Bai Yueguang or cinnabar nevus choose, and when it comes to this difficult choice, Fu Huaiyu feels that he is very lucky.

As far as he is concerned, Bai Yueguang is him, and the cinnabar mole is also him.

It is the first love that I once expected to be unattainable, and it is the first time that I have been tempted and emotional;

It is also an indelible trace that will last forever in the body.

Therefore, Fu Huaiyu has always used this reason to comfort himself. The reason why he became so tricky and unreasonable is only because of this simple and trivial reason.

But now, the once vibrant lotus pond has long since withered, leaving only withered yellow poles hanging on the frozen surface of the pond in a dying state.

Fu Huaiyu sighed, rubbed his frozen hands, and continued to stare at the surface of the pool in a daze.

The bench swayed, Fu Huaiyu hurriedly regained his senses, glanced over from the corner of his eye, and saw a man in a sweater sitting at the other end of the bench, breathing hot air and rubbing his hands.

Fu Huaiyu's heart twitched, he looked away, and snorted coldly in his heart.

"There used to be a lot of black swans here, they were very beautiful, and I heard they were very valuable, so they were targeted by some criminals." The man sat upright with his hands on the bench, his voice was neither heavy nor soft, just in time for Fu Huaiyu to hear it.

"Later, all the black swans here were stolen, so the comrade leader of a serious crime team ignored the huge smuggling and murder case, and came here to catch the black swan thief. For this reason, he was suspended by the director for half a month."

The man continued talking with a hint of a smile in his tone.

"why."

Fu Huaiyu gently stroked the bench with his fingers, but said nothing.

"Because a little hooligan said he likes the swans here, and they have witnessed their own strange love, which has profound meaning."

Fu Huaiyu turned his head away, barely restraining the corners of his mouth that were about to rise.

The man over there slowly leaned towards this side, stretched out his fingers to try it out, and felt that the distance was not enough, so he leaned towards this side again.

The cold fingertips reached over and touched the back of Fu Huaiyu's hands that had become slightly rough after being exposed to the cold wind for a long time.

Seeing that Fu Huaiyu didn't resist, that hand seemed to have taken the courage of a bear for a moment, and stretched it out even more arrogantly, grabbing his cold hand.

The feel of the ring on the ring finger ran across the back of the hand.

Fu Huaiyu still didn't speak.

The man leaned closer, clinging to Fu Huaiyu without leaving any room, and touched him with his arm: "My mother often told me that it's not cold when it snows, so I came out wearing a sweater. Frozen into Haagen-Dazs."

Fu Huaiyu finally laughed out: "What Haagen-Dazs, you are an old popsicle, hard and greasy."

When the man heard this, he immediately pulled Fu Huaiyu's collar: "That's not acceptable. I have to prove to our old popsicles that decades of history and countless improvements to the formula make it so soft and sweet. Don't believe it. You try it."

Said, soft lips covered.

Fu Huaiyu looked down at the man, and saw that he closed his eyes and gently bit his lower lip, sucking and licking continuously.

Then, the tip of the warm tongue poked in, with a hint of temptation, cautiously.

Fu Huaiyu smiled, which caused the man to hum dissatisfiedly, his voice was sweet.

The heart skipped a beat suddenly, and in this short gap, Fu Huaiyu lost all reason, stretched out his arms to hug his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

Just when he was emotional, the little tongue retreated mercilessly.

Fu Huaiyu looked over in surprise, and saw that Comrade Zhu Yuhan was shaking his arms and looking at him with white eyes:

"In the car... continue in the car, it's too cold outside."

This time, Fu Huaiyu finally chuckled.

He took Zhu Yuhan's hand and pulled him to his lap, and when he fell into his arms, he lifted his coat and wrapped him in it:

"Is it still cold?"

"The clothes are nice and keep you warm." Zhu Yuhan laughed.

"Why did you go with Chu Rong today?"

"Bungee jumping."

"Bungee jumping in such a cold day?"

"It's a bit stupid, but it feels good after jumping."

"Chu Rong hugged you and danced?"

Zhu Yuhan looked at him contemptuously: "What are you thinking?" Zhu Yuhan said with a smirk, "Why do you always doubt my loyalty, otherwise, go back at night and try to see if I am loyal here."

As he said that, Zhu Yuhan pointed to his cunt.

Fu Huaiyu shook his head with a smile: "Why are you wearing Pinru clothes?"

"Love is the most unreliable thing in this world, but you are more reliable."

The two were chatting with each other, and after staying in Lianchi for more than half an hour, Zhu Yuhan realized that Fu Huaiyu hadn't had dinner yet, and Xiaoxing was also waiting for him to go back at home, so he planned to take Fu Huaiyu to eat first, and then hurried back Home.

"Tell me, do we look like a family?" Zhu Yuhan asked in the car.

"But I don't like boys. I want a girl. I can wear beautiful dresses and do all kinds of cute hairstyles for her."

"Do you know how to braid your hair?" Zhu Yuhan couldn't help but retorted.

"will not."

"You really are, so I think it's better to be a boy. I can still learn martial arts with him when I grow up."

"You don't know how to give birth, why do you think so much?" Fu Huaiyu choked back, holding back captain Xiaozhu for a long time, speechless.

The two of them had dinner, and when they got home, it was past nine o'clock at night, and Fu Yuxing was still awake, playing with space slime in his room.

Zhu Yuhan walked over gently, and found that Fu Yuxing was pinching the villain, and he was still pinching it in style.

"This looks really nice, who is it?" Zhu Yuhan leaned down and lowered his voice, for fear of scaring this dedicated child.

"It's brother." Fu Yuxing said, and handed the clay figurine to Zhu Yuhan.

"Well, my brother will be very happy to see it." Zhu Yuhan forced a smile.

"And you." As he spoke, Fu Yuxing pointed to the window sill: "And Adu."

Zhu Yuhan looked in the direction of Fu Yuxing's finger, and found a small wooden box on the window sill, which contained a clay figurine and a clay dog.

Adu did look quite alike, but he...does he really look like this?Why does it look a bit like a wanted criminal.

"Thank you, I like it very much. I will make it into a key pendant after it is dry and carry it with me every day."

Fu Yuxing stared at his round eyes, which were filled with warmth. He raised the corners of his mouth, showing his cute little white teeth: "Thank you, you like it, I will do a lot more for you."

Sure enough, Fu Yuxing did not break his promise. The next day after Zhu Yuhan got off work, he saw a row of "self" on the coffee table in the living room.

Zhu Yuhan didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but thinking about it, after all, it was the child's heart. Although it was worthless and not very good-looking, it was quite valuable for collection, right?

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Early the next morning, as soon as I went to the police station, I heard Tong Sizheng and Zhou Xiaoran arguing non-stop there. The two of them had nothing else to do but bicker.

"Tong Si, come to the office." Zhu Yuhan poked his head out.

When Tong Si heard this, he trembled nervously, and walked into the office reluctantly amidst Zhou Xiaoran's gloating laughter.

"Have you made it clear to that girl?" As soon as he opened his mouth, it was just this sentence.

"What did you say?" Tong Si asked back.

"Say you can't give her a future, cut the mess quickly, and leave quickly, so as not to really fall in love with each other for a long time."

"I'm not joking, I'm serious." This time, Tong Si was full of confidence.

"You fucking...she's a student, do you want to ruin her life?"

"Zhu Zhu, you are discriminating personally. Why can't the scumbag be a good man? I know she is a student, and I haven't done anything out of the ordinary. It's not okay to have a relationship with a little hand? What's the age, what's your thinking? Still so old."

Tong Si's tone sounded quite dissatisfied.

"You... are you serious?" Zhu Yuhan felt something was wrong.

So far, he hasn't done anything out of character, which doesn't fit Tong Si's personality.

"Yes, I'm serious." Tong Si looked directly into their captain's eyes without giving in at all.

Freedom of love, freedom of love, who doesn't understand this principle, but Tongsi is always an exception. He has a bad reputation in private life, and he is also a policeman. He went to school undercover and fell in love with a student girl. It's a small matter if it's not safe, but the real big thing is that the police station will be implicated.

But after all, Zhu Yuhan couldn't do such a thing as hitting a mandarin duck with a stick.

He thought for a while, then said softly:

"If you treat people badly, I'll tell your sister about it directly. Do you understand?"

Tong Si felt that this person was quite ruthless, and he had come up with such a ruthless move. Psychology was not in vain.

"Understood." There was a weak voice.

"Speak up, do you understand?"

"understand!"

Just as he was talking, the landline in the office rang like a ghost bell, and Zhu Yuhan's hand holding the cup trembled.

When the phone was picked up, it was heard that Zhou Xiaoran in the lobby had already picked it up first.

"Express delivery, at the door."

For a long time, the word "express" has become Zhu Yuhan's nightmare. Just when he thought the case could be closed, someone urgently requested the express delivery again.

He kept comforting himself to relax, maybe Deputy Director Li saw how hard they had been busy recently, so he bought snacks to reward his subordinate police officers.

Zhou Xiaoran went out to pick up the courier. Before she pushed open her door, Zhu Yuhan's heart was hanging in the air.

Tong Si saw his nervousness, and was about to say something when the door in front of him was pushed open suddenly.

Zhou Xiaoran was still holding a file bag in his hand.

"Zhu team, it's... file bag again, and, this time, it's a different courier."

I thought that Zhu Yuhan would be furious and even swear, but unexpectedly, he was surprisingly calm: "Call the courier back first, and give me the documents."

Zhou Xiaoran and Tong Si looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

When the file bag was opened, there were still six sheets of paper, but the content of the picture this time was different from the previous ones. This was a very obvious "Memories of Murder". From the first page, a person was drawn in the form of a record. How to be brutally tortured to death by another human being.

In the picture, the deceased's limbs were tied behind his back, his eyes and mouth were neatly nailed with a stapler, and his whole face was bloody;

As for the assailant, there is only one back view, but it can be seen that the painting is a man.

The last page of the paper is still the "HOLYKING" logo.

There was a very obvious background in the previous "Death Announcement" screens, but this time there was no background, and the background was left blank.

"Contact the criminal police department first and ask them to send someone to search for the corpse." Zhu Yuhan paused, "If there are really any. No, even if it is a waste of manpower, it is a good thing."

"By the way, keep an eye out for anyone reporting missing." After Zhu Yuhan finished speaking, he picked up the document and left the office.

He came to the physical evidence management room, compared the previous paintings in detail, and was even more sure that Fu Yuzhi was not the murderer in any of the cases.

Because the first four comic strips were written by the same person, but the last one was obviously by another person.

A person's handwriting and picture are all in a relatively fixed pattern, whether it is the strength of the brush or the structure of the line, it can even be said to be unique in the world. From the point of view of the line structure alone, the former should be a professional art student, while the latter, perhaps. , but an amateur.

Judging from the handwriting of the English letters of "HOLYKING", the former is relatively neat, while the latter seems to be a little scribbled. Although the difference is not big, it is there anyway.

From this point of view, the former should be a more mature and stable type of person, while the latter should be a more violent type of person.

But there is another possibility that the latter is a picture completed within a limited time, so it will look a bit sloppy.

Judging from the common points of the first four deceased, except for Fu Yuzhi, the other three had insomnia. Fu Yuzhi did not, but Fu Yuzhi died of homicide. Could it be related to the murderer who sent the fifth painting?

And if the first three people were abetted to commit suicide, then there should be information about the instigator in their mobile phones, but unfortunately, the data has been restored, but there is no.

Tong Si and Zhu Yuhan sat in the management room, watching the case analysis on the projector, feeling clueless.

I'm afraid of this kind of premeditated crime. The murderer is in the dark and the police are in the open. It's like playing hide and seek.

Zhu Yuhan took the lighter with his right hand, and was just about to light the cigarette in his mouth, when he suddenly remembered something, picked up a fountain pen with his left hand, and wrote a few words crookedly on the paper.

After finishing writing, he remembered the agreement with Fu Huaiyu again, so obediently threw the cigarette into the trash can.

Tong Si sat opposite him, looking at him with folded arms.

But it was such a subtle movement that made him suddenly wake up as if enlightened.

"Fu Yuzhi may have committed suicide."

As soon as Zhu Yuhan switched the pen to his right hand, he heard Tong Si on the opposite side say something like this.

"What?" He frowned, thinking he had heard wrong.

"I said, Fu Yuzhi may have committed suicide."

"Didn't Chu Rong's autopsy say he killed him?"

Tong Si shook his head, pretending to be mysterious: "If it weren't for the fact that Fu Yuzhi was not left-handed, it is indeed possible that he committed suicide, but I just saw you writing with your left hand, and suddenly thought of something."

"Say it quickly, don't be tricky."

Tong Si rolled his eyes, took some time off, and continued:

"I happened to meet two brothers Fu Yuzhi and Fu Yuxing in the cafeteria before, and shared a table with them for a meal. At that time, Fu Yuzhi was sitting opposite me, and Fu Yuxing was sitting next to me. In fact, everyone didn't have any strange feelings about their actions in the opposite direction. It was because of me. He held chopsticks with his right hand, while Fu Yuzhi, who was sitting across from me, held chopsticks with his left hand, from my perspective, our two hands holding chopsticks were in the same direction, so I didn’t feel any strangeness at that time.”

"So, Fu Yuzhi is left-handed."

"That's right, and the students all responded that only Fu Yuzhi has the key to the classroom, so he is the only one who can open the door and then block the camera. Moreover, he has been living in Fu Yuxing's dormitory after the incident, so the students in their dormitory can't would be suspicious of his unusual behavior."

Zhu Yuhan looked at him with cold eyes: "You said he committed suicide, what is the reason?"

"There is only one possibility, he is protecting someone."

"Fu Yuxing?"

"The real murderer who instigated suicide—"

Zhu Yuhan froze for a moment, the chill invaded his whole body, making him unable to move.

To sum up, the murderer who instigated suicide can almost be equated with Fu Yuxing.

However, can such a crime with a high IQ really be linked to a mildly mentally retarded Fu Yuxing?

Zhu Yuhan suddenly remembered that at the bungee jumping valley yesterday, Fu Yuxing's meaningful "Is there another time?", thinking about it now, it was extremely strange.

The keys he put on the table, and the ugly "self" hanging on the key chain, now seem like a joke.

Zhu Yuhan was immersed in his logic of wanting to excuse Fu Yuxing when the door of the management room was opened, and Zhou Xiaoran and Chu Rong stood outside the door.

Chu Rong always went to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and he usually went here to get reports from him. He seldom came here, unless there were some important discoveries.

And this time he came, he didn't bring any autopsy report, only a test report.

"You may not believe it, but Fu Yuxing's IQ is as high as 136. Perhaps, it is higher than everyone here."

Chu Rong brought such a sentence, which sounded like a joke.

He said that a student with mild mental retardation has an IQ test as high as 136. According to the formula, this is in the extremely high range of intelligence. Although it does not reach the level of genius, it is still rare.

Chu Rong put the intelligence test question on the table: "This is an international intelligence test question, please do it."

Although a few people didn't understand, they did it anyway.

In the end, Tong Si's IQ was 120, Zhou Xiaoran's was 115, and Zhu Yuhan's was lower, only 64 points.

"You are unscientific, 64 is mentally handicapped, you are playing me." Zhu Yuhan refused.

Chu Rong took the test questions and compared them with the answers he copied. After a long while, he said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm sorry, I crossed out the options."

Calculated again, Zhu Yuhan's intelligence is 118.

"No wonder you guys can't play Fu Yuxing all the time. It turns out that IQ is not as high as others." Chu Rong smiled.

"Just now I was discussing this matter with Tong Si, and it seemed a bit strange." Zhu Yuhan's tone sounded so disappointed.

"I've always felt something strange." Chu Rong distributed the analysis report to several people, and continued, "I have been in contact with Fu Yuxing more or less these days when I was an undercover agent at school. It's naive, but his logical thinking is absolutely fine, and he even has agility that ordinary people don't have, which can't be pretended."

Zhu Yuhan remembered that the last time he saw Fu Yuxing started to brush his teeth with his left hand, and then switched to his right hand, he felt suspicious at that time, so he asked a question, and his answer was:

"Which hand should I use?"

The accent falls on the word "that" at the beginning.

If you really don't know which hand to use, the accent should fall on the word "where" or no accent in the tone of speech.

Which hand should be used for "then" sounds like a rhetorical question, and the subtext is "it's none of your business which hand I use" or "it doesn't matter which hand I use if your IQ is one level lower than mine."

It turns out that I have been crushed by what I consider to be "mild mental retardation".

"That's why I took the opportunity to give him the intelligence test, which confirmed this suspicion." Chu Rong shrugged, "He has been playing stupid, and has deceived his parents, teachers, classmates, and even doctors."

Hearing this sentence, there was a chill behind several people.

Seriously, kind of scary.

"Whether he instigated the murder or not, we can't jump to conclusions, but it is certain that he is pretending to be stupid." Tong Si rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

As for Zhu Yuhan, he was shocked by this news.

Not to mention, at that time, my intuition really had momentary doubts about Fu Yuxing——

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Zou Xintong was lying on the bed and watching some sand sculpture videos in a very boring way, but suddenly received a text message from Tong Si, saying that if he had time, he would invite her to the ISSIN coffee shop tonight, saying that he had something to talk about.

Upon hearing this, Zou Xintong quickly jumped off the bed, applied a mask, and ran to wash her hair, blow-dry her hair and massage her face with one hand to absorb the essence. I made gestures on my body, and felt that none of them looked good.

She looked in front of the full-length mirror for a long time, and felt that her temples were not plump enough, and that her legs, which had become thin like bamboo poles, were thick, and she was still dissatisfied. The glass fruit plate on the table was swept to the ground, and with a kick from the long leg, the little mouth was pouted.

Zou Xintong's mother heard the movement downstairs and hurried upstairs to check. When she opened the door, she saw that her daughter's room was in a mess, so she ran over to check if she was injured.

"What's the matter, you're so angry." After confirming that her daughter was fine, Mother Zou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who told you to make me so ugly, I want plastic surgery."

When Mother Zou heard it, she thought her daughter was being stimulated by something. After all, every time someone mentioned her daughter, they would always receive compliments with baskets.

Zou Xintong rubbed his temples, half-closed his eyes, and said, "I'm going to take some fat from my thighs to fill my face."

"What filling? Your mother and I do plastic surgery. Do you know how serious these side effects are? Your whole face will collapse when you get old."

"Who doesn't lose face when they get old, and then they'll have facelifts and beauty injections. I don't care, I'm just too ugly."

"You're simply baffled!" Mother Zou threw down such a sentence, turned and left the room.

Zou Xintong calmed down, looked at her watch, and found that it was past five o'clock, and she didn't dare to delay. She tied up her hair, put on light makeup, and put on a fluffy coat. After losing his temper, seeing that the appointed time was approaching, he hurried out the door after repeatedly confirming that his appearance was fine many times.

Her boots stepped on the ground, crisp and pleasant.

When Zou Xintong arrived at the appointed place, Tong Si had already been waiting there.

No matter how many times she looks at it, she still thinks Tong Si is very good-looking, fair and tall, and has a good face, which is not at all different from other boys in school with white hair or pimples on his face. The appearance of losing it with an eraser is particularly charming.

"Tong Si~ I'm late, sorry." Zou Xintong trotted over and grabbed Tong Si's hand.

"No, I just arrived too." Tong Si forced a smile.

Zou Xintong wiped his hair without any trace, and felt relieved after making sure that he didn't mess up his hairstyle on the way here just now.

"Go ahead, it's cold outside." Tong Si patted Zou Xintong's hair and pointed to the coffee shop.

After the two entered the store, they found a hidden place by the window, and a huge pot of green plants next to it just blocked the two of them.

It has to be said that Zou Xintong is a very smart girl. Just now Tong Si gave such a wry smile, and she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"What do you... want to tell me?" Zou Xintong asked cautiously.

Tong Si looked at her, and then took something out of his pocket.

A police card.

He handed over the police ID and pushed it in front of Zou Xintong.

Zou Xintong picked up the police ID in surprise, looked at it, opened it, glanced over, and saw Tong Si's ID photo.

The following is the job description and police rank, as well as blood type.

Zou Xintong looked at the police ID, carefully comparing the photo with the man in front of her. She looked at it countless times, touched the raised steel seal on the ID, and then became dull.

"Now, there may be a fifth victim, so you must tell me who the king is."

Tong Si's tone sounded very flat, as if he was describing a trivial matter.

For example, a simple answer like "what did you have for dinner tonight".

Zou Xintong sorted out everything that happened in his mind.

While eating at the restaurant under the bungee jumping valley, I ran into Mr. Chu and the policeman who had come to the school to take a statement. The policeman went to the bathroom first, and Tong Si later went to the bathroom with an excuse.

It turned out to be the case.

"You are an undercover agent of the police, and you have been lying to me?" Zou Xintong did not answer Tong Si's question, but asked this question.

"Tell me first who the king is."

"I won't tell." Zou Xintong turned his head to one side, and raised his head stubbornly, with an expression of "I won't tell if I'm killed".

"Human life is at stake, Miss, don't make trouble with me."

"Even if you are a policeman, you have no right to order me. If I don't want to say it, I won't say it." Zou Xintong picked up the police card and threw it back, stood up, staggered, pushed the chair away and ran out.

Naturally, Tong Si also chased after her. He saw the little girl wearing five or six centimeter high heels, sprained her foot after running two steps, and walked forward stubbornly while holding on to the wall.

Tong Si was helpless, trotted over, jumped in front of Zou Xintong, made a little commitment, and picked her up by the waist.

"Your temper is more stubborn than a donkey."

Zou Xintong struggled a few times, maybe only twice, and she obediently gave in.

It's so beautiful.

"If you want to break up, break up. I won't say it anyway."

Tong Si said "Huh?" and then asked back, "When did I say we were going to break up?"

"Then what are you doing to show me your police ID? Isn't it telling me that you came to the school to be an undercover agent? It was just for fun. I tricked me into revealing the real identity of the king. We will say goodbye when you are reinstated." Zou Xintong wrinkled his nose, The tone was quite dissatisfied.

"No, I just want to tell you that my ID photo is as handsome as myself."

Just this one sentence directly made Zou Xintong laugh.

"In addition, I would like to ask you, I am five years older than you, and I am still a police officer. My ID card even has my blood type written on it, because I often have some dangerous missions, and I have to be conscious of dying at any time. In this way, are you still willing? Want me?"

Zou Xintong only felt her heart stagnate suddenly, and then it started beating uncontrollably, she could even hear the beating beating in her chest.

"Can you not be a policeman?" But after thinking about it, this is the only sentence, and the others are all accepted.

"No, you can't get away with the job of the police."

Zou Xintong thought for a while, then stretched his arms around Tong Si's neck, and buried his head in the socket of his neck intimately:

"Then I'll take the police academy too."

A very simple sentence, but all the courage has been exhausted when it is said.

"In that case, can the future police officer Zou tell me who the king is?"

Tong Si winked at Zou Xintong, making her quite happy.

"Again, I've told you that I won't tell you, unless the deadline expires for one month."

"Why is it one month? After one month, the day lily will be cold. I have to solve this case quickly so that I can get promoted and raise my salary so that I can support you."

Zou Xintong smiled with a sweet voice: "Because it takes 28 days for a person to develop a habit, once you get used to the days with me, it will be difficult to get along with me."