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At Lao Xu's breakfast shop, Zhou Ye looked at the menu and ordered a few items that were suitable for Rong Zhao.

He actually wanted to order everything once, but he was afraid that Rong Zhao would be gluttonous, so he had to order a part in batches, and come back next time to change the pattern.

Rong Zhao tasted a fresh meat steamed bun, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "It's delicious."

Zhou Ye liked watching Rong Zhao eat, and helped him add some vinegar to the small dish: "Eat more if it tastes good."

Rong Zhao was almost done eating, took a few sips of the red bean and soy milk that Zhou Ye handed over, looked at Zhou Ye, and said straight to the point: "You want to attack whoever you want, don't make Ye Qian's idea."

Zhou Ye took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and stared seriously at Rong Zhao's eyes: "Why did I have an idea of ​​Ye Qian, and why did I have an idea of ​​her?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, let me help you recall," Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, like looking at a scumbag, "Yesterday, you were the one who guarded Liu Hu, and I guarded Ye Qian , not long after you came out of the cabin, you asked me to bet on Liu Hu, and you tried your best to get close to Ye Qian."

"Ye Qian was bitten by a snake. At the beginning I was helping her check the wound. You got upset, so you pulled me away and started checking by yourself." Rong Zhao looked at the shirt on Zhou Ye's body and continued, "Don't let me take the wound. Give the clothes to Ye Qian, and give her my own clothes."

Zhou Ye smiled, and didn't know what to say: "It's over?"

Rong Zhao didn't expect Zhou Ye's reaction to be so calm. Shouldn't he become angry after being exposed as a cheating scumbag? He looked at Zhou Ye with some doubts, and replied, "It's over."

Zhou Ye looked into Rong Zhao's eyes, leaned forward slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Then have you ever thought that if I don't like Ye Qian, all the above are not for courtship?"

Rong Zhao raised his eyes and saw a beam of sunlight coming in through the carved wooden window, shining on Zhou Ye's side face. He turned his eyes and said, "There is no such assumption. This is a paradox. If you don't like her, you can There is absolutely no need to get close to her or show courteousness to her."

Zhou Ye interrupted Rong Zhao: "This is not a paradox, I don't like her."

Rong Zhao frowned: "If you don't like her and try to get close to her, wouldn't it be even more scumbag."

"Rong Rong, you are so cute." Zhou Ye raised his hand and wanted to rub Rong Zhao's hair, but was slapped away by the other party. Zhou Ye smiled, "I don't like her, and I'm not a scumbag." male."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao and continued, "What about you, why are you so nice to Ye Qian?"

Rong Zhao lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the stick figure carved on the table, and he replied casually: "I think she looks good, can't she. It's normal for a man to show his courtesy to a beautiful woman."

Zhou Ye caught Rong Zhao's gaze and looked into his pupils: "You are not good at lying."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye, only to feel that this person's eyes were too sharp, which made him feel unsafe: "A fair lady, a gentleman is so good, it's human nature."

"It has something to do with her father," Zhou Ye took out a tissue, raised his hand, and took advantage of Rong Zhao's distraction to wipe off a little grease from the corner of his lips, and continued, "We agreed before, I'll help you, you shouldn't hide anything from me."

Rong Zhao felt the corners of his lips being lightly touched by Zhou Ye's fingertips, and took out a tissue to wipe his lips again: "I will do it myself."

Zhou Ye didn't speak, waiting for Rong Zhao's reply.

Rong Zhao hesitated for a moment, looked up at Zhou Ye, and said in a low voice, "His father died because of me. If I hadn't stopped him on the street, he wouldn't have been shot."

Rong Zhao put the words before Zhou Ye: "Don't ask me why, I only know so much, and there is only so much I can say."

He was telling the truth.

Zhou Ye raised his hand and rubbed Rong Zhao's hair: "I am already very happy that you are willing to say it. What is certain now is that everything the murderer behind the scenes did was aimed at you."

Rong Zhao turned his head to avoid Zhou Ye's rubbing, and gritted his teeth: "Then why didn't he just kill me, it's just a matter of a bullet."

Zhou Ye looked up at Rong Zhao's overly good-looking face: "What if he wants to get you?"

Zhou Ye's thinking is what a normal admirer would have. If he hadn't been sane, he even wanted to lock Rong Zhao at home, not letting him go out, not letting him be seen by others, not letting him talk to others, and letting him There is only him in his eyes and heart.

Rong Zhao was still puzzled: "So, the person behind the scenes is a woman."

Zhou Ye curled his lower lip and smiled slightly: "Rongrong, don't be too straight when thinking about problems."

Rong Zhao frowned: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "The person behind the scenes may or may not be a man."

The intuition of a man in love tells him that the other party must be a man, a crazy and inferior crush, much crazier than Liu Hu.

Rong Zhao pondered for a while: "Even if he wanted to get me, if he arrested me and locked me up, it would be the end of it, or he would come forward to pursue me. Would it be worthwhile to set up such a big situation? It doesn't make sense."

"It doesn't make sense," Zhou Ye paused, then continued, "If this is a way for him to get you."

Rong Zhao felt that it was outrageous: "There is no such way of pursuit." To let him know who that person is, he must fight him desperately, what's the matter, he might accept him.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "You know the undercover policeman, right? If you are a gangster who is being watched by this policeman, you like him, but your positions are different, and you are destined to go different ways. One day you will be killed Xiangxiang, what will you do to get him?"

Rong Zhao thought about it seriously: "I don't like men."

"That's not the point," Zhou Ye couldn't laugh or cry, "Just tell me what you'll do."

Rong Zhao didn't even have to think about it: "If I were a gangster. It's very simple. Give that policeman a gun, let him kill people, let him become a bad guy like myself, and there will be no problem of different positions. gone."

"Smart," Zhou Ye took out a fruit candy from his pocket, peeled it off, and handed it to Rong Zhao's lips, "I'll reward you."

Rong Zhao didn't ask Zhou Ye to feed him, and took it with his hand before putting it into his mouth: "I have my own hands."

Zhou Ye continued: "You still remember your hypnosis test, you have a tendency to kill, where did this tendency come from?"

Rong Zhao said in his heart, of course it was because those people killed my whole family, so the exit became: "Guan Xu is my friend, I want to avenge him."

"You mean, that person wants to see me turn bad, wants me to become like him." On the one hand, Rong Zhao felt that Zhou Ye's words made sense, and on the other hand, he felt that he was whimsical, "But he killed the Guan family. Manmen, even if I degenerate to the point of becoming a demon, there is absolutely no way I can be with him."

Zhou Ye boldly hypothesized: "What if it wasn't his instigation and instruction to kill Guan's family?"

"A bastard like Feng Mingchen doesn't need to be instructed by others if he wants to rape women and kill people."

After Zhou Ye finished speaking, he patted Rong Zhao on the shoulder: "The above are all speculations, and the facts may not be like this. But one day the truth will come out."

Rong Zhao didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he looked at Zhou Ye and said, "You are very smart."

In the past six years, he has been pondering and speculating all the time, but he has never had a clue, and Zhou Ye's few words have made it clear.

Zhou Ye smiled and said, "It's not that I'm smart." He just naturally thought about the problem as an admirer.

He couldn't even guarantee that the more he got in touch with Rong Zhao, the more he wanted him, would he become as sinister and terrifying as the lunatic behind the scenes.

He should be thankful that he has the same standpoint as Rong Zhao, and he is not a demon born in hell, so he doesn't have to drag Rong Zhao to hell with him.

Zhou Ye continued: "If that person is just a family enemy of the Guan family and does not involve in emotional disputes, the above assumptions and inferences are all invalid."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye: "Because I am an orphan and have no family to be used, that person had no choice but to start with my good friend Guan Xu and force me to become black. Can this be explained?"

Zhou Ye met Shang Rongzhao's gaze, and saw a few rays of sunlight reflected from his dark eyes, which were crystal clear and deep, and he whispered, "Yes."

Lao Xu, the owner of Lao Xu's breakfast shop, sent two butterflies of seaweed: "It's free."

Old Xu teased Zhou Ye: "I was waiting for you to bring a girl to my old Xu's house for breakfast someday. The girl didn't see her, so she brought a young man over."

Zhou Ye smiled, turned his head and whispered to Old Xu, "Just treat him like a big girl."

The breakfast shop was noisy, Lao Xu couldn't hear it clearly, but Rong Zhao, who is sensitive to five senses, could hear it clearly.

Rong Zhao kicked Zhou Ye under the table and warned him with his eyes: Be careful with what you say.

If it wasn't for the breakfast at this table, he wasn't sure that he wouldn't punch Zhou Ye on the nose to let him know the difference between him and the big girl.

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye, and asked uncertainly: "Are you trying to cheat the marriage by being courteous to Ye Qian?"

"Of course not," Zhou Ye had to reiterate solemnly, "I'm gay, and I'm tough. My character is open and bright."

His courtship to Ye Qian was entirely because he saw that Rong Zhao was treating Ye Qian well, and he felt unhappy, so he stepped in to make trouble.

Zhou Ye continued: "Even if I give up hundreds of millions of family property, I will not do such a thing as a fraudulent marriage."

Rong Zhao: "This assumption is not valid."

Zhou Ye: "Why is it not established? Are you doubting my character, or doubting that I can't resist the temptation of billions of dollars?"

Rong Zhao: "No, this kind of assumption is the same as if I won 1000 million, it is too empty and meaningless."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao sincerely: "What I said is true."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted to Old Xu: "Repay the account this month, and pay it at the beginning of next month."

Rong Zhao looked at the so-called heir to the billionaire family fortune in front of him: "It's not the salary just paid, why did you run out of it again?"

Rong Zhao had heard of the half-moonlight of the Moonlight Clan, but had never seen a daylight like Zhou Ye, so he said helplessly, "I'll pay for it."

"No," Zhou Ye pulled Rong Zhao back, "I'll take you to dinner, how can I ask you to pay for it? Isn't that a slap in the face?"

If Wu Hao knew, that guy would laugh at him for a whole year.

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye indifferently: "I'll come."

The inexplicable machismo made both of them unwilling to let go, and they both wanted to be the one who paid.

Old Xu finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and said, "Okay, stop arguing, I'll treat you this time."

Walking out of the breakfast shop, Rong Zhao turned his head and said, "Assuming you didn't cheat on the marriage and don't like women, why are you so nice to Ye Qian?"

Zhou Ye considered it for a while, and now, to be honest, he would probably scare Rong Zhao away, so why would he chase him, so he made a fuss and said, "She looks like one of my cousins, so I can't help being nice to her."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye: "The last time I passed by the Nebula near the City Bureau, I saw you. You were having dinner with a woman and behaved intimately."

He saw the woman holding Zhou Ye's hand with his own eyes. Zhou Ye shook her back and patted the back of her hand lightly.

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye: "Xingyun is a luxury restaurant famous for its expensiveness, you just used the money borrowed and cheated everywhere to treat women to dinner and cheat marriage."

Zhou Ye explained: "I didn't. That woman is my mother, and she took me to dinner."

Rong Zhao: "I don't even make up a decent excuse."

Zhou Ye followed up: "That's really my mother, my own mother. She is pampered all day long, well-maintained, and doesn't look old."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye: "You might as well say that's your sister."

Zhou Ye nodded: "Indeed, my mother often asks me to call her sister outside, but she hasn't been seen by anyone once."

"Captain Zhou," said Director Qian, holding a briefcase in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, and said while eating, "Are you rehearsing the script again?"

"Xiao Rong, good morning, how are you doing in the criminal investigation department, is there anyone bullying you, if you are not used to it, please tell me, I will apply to Qi Bureau, and then I will transfer you back to the internal affairs department."

Rong Zhao said hello to Director Qian: "Very good, there is no need to transfer for now, thank you Director Qian."

Director Qian and Rong Zhao walked in front side by side, and looked back at Zhou Ye: "Team Zhou, your adaptation of this script is not as good as last time. By the way, have you paid back the 20 yuan you owe us Xiaorong, and my Three dollars and five."

Zhou Ye walked forward, walking between Rong Zhao and Director Qian, and explained seriously: "The thing is like this, six years ago, on a stormy night, my wealthy family forced me to marry a woman. Agreed, came out publicly, and they kicked me out of the house."

Rong Zhao kicked Zhou Ye hard: "Continue to make up."

Zhou Ye covered his heart: "..." Why no one believed his truth.

Director Qian ignored Zhou Ye who was standing in the middle, stretched his neck and said to Rong Zhao, "Xiao Cui doesn't know what's going on these few days, he's always lost his mind."

Rong Zhao was not good at dealing with girls' emotional problems, so he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer at all.

While Director Qian stopped by the roadside to buy tea eggs, Zhou Ye pulled Rong Zhao aside, looked at him and said, "Others can disbelieve my words, but you have to."

Rong Zhao said helplessly: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as it doesn't affect my investigation, and for the rest, you're happy."

I don't believe it at this point, Zhou Ye: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, anyway, I have already broken with my family, and I am indeed a poor ghost now."

He paused for a moment, then changed his expression and conversation: "But you have to believe in my character. I didn't cheat money or marry me. Rongrong, you can't misunderstand me to this point, it's too unfair to me .”

Rong Zhao raised his eyes and saw the sincerity and firmness in Zhou Ye's eyes. In retrospect, apart from being a little skinny and cheap, there was really nothing wrong with this person's character.

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye and said in a deep voice, "I believe you."

After finishing speaking, he added a knife: "I believe you did not cheat money and marry, but I don't believe your mouth. Like me, it is better to admit that you are poor than to lie all day long."

Zhou Ye was already very satisfied: "Okay, I'm poor."

"I'm so poor that I don't even have a place to live. Can you take me in and let me move to your house in the future?"

Rong Zhao: "It's not that you don't know about my broken place. Let alone the sofa, there are no extra chairs or beds, so you can only make a bed on the floor. You can definitely apply to the bureau for a dormitory."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, and said in a low and soft voice, "But I like to play on the floor."

"The tea eggs are sold out, so I bought a piece of boiled corn." Director Qian walked over with the corn, looked at Zhou Ye, and then at Rong Zhao, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Ye: "Officer Rong said he was willing to take me in."

Rong Zhao: "I didn't say."

Zhou Ye: "You said it."

Rong Zhao's ears hurt from Zhou Ye's grinding: "It's up to you."

Zhou Ye curled his lips into a smile: "I'll get up casually..." He didn't dare to say the following words, for fear that Rong Zhao would repent and refuse to let him into his house.

"Adventurous Camel's live broadcast preview," Director Qian took out his phone to look at it, and read the headline, ""Night Visiting Ghost House", recruiting volunteers."

In Dongyu City, when it comes to ghost houses, everyone knows that it is the Guan family villa in the middle of the mountain. It is said that there are often haunted. Some people have seen ghost fires at night, and some people have heard singing and screaming from inside.

Rong Zhao frowned: "When?"

Director Qian looked at it: "Tomorrow night, exactly at twelve o'clock."