The childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky

In less than half an hour, Mousse opened the door from the lounge, and Dai Anran said behind her: "You can discuss it with your brother again, the sooner you decide, the better."

"What happened?" Yan Zheng asked.

Dai Anran said: "She said to think about it again."

"Listen to your brother again?" Yan Zheng asked Mousse, "Or do you believe me? The teacher will definitely help you solve it."

Mu Si looked at Yan Zheng, took a step back, looked at Mu Yao and said, "I'll tell him."

Mu Yao walked in with Jiang Feng, Mu Si immediately closed the door, Yan Zheng smiled wryly at Dai Anran outside the door, "Thank you."

"It's okay," Dai Anran said helplessly, "She doesn't believe that we can handle it for her. It may be that the circumstances are not too serious and the evidence is insufficient. It shouldn't be a serious problem."

Yan Zheng frowned, disapproving: "But this matter is definitely not a trivial matter."

"It can be big or small, it depends on the hospital," Dai Anran nodded, "I'll go back to work first, and then contact me anytime after she thinks about it."

Inside the house, Mu Si leaned against the door and asked Mu Yao: "You said that mother wants me, is it true or not?"

"Really," Mu Yao said, "she's on the plane now, she can't answer the phone, and she can come back at night."

Mousse looked at his toes, and his tone obviously softened: "Then come to me again at night."

Mu Yao and Jiang Feng looked at each other, and said according to what they had just discussed outside the door: "But we are in a hurry now, because I got the call from Mu Cheng's mother, who may have been alerted, if you don't get it quickly Report the evidence to the police, and if Mu Cheng tells Mu Pingchuan about this, he will give Mu Pingchuan time to prepare."

Mousse looked at them, with hesitation and anxiety in his eyes: "Then should we call the police now?"

"Mousse," Mu Yao asked her, "Are you sure that the evidence is complete?"

Mousse's eyes were shaken, and he shook his head very weakly.

Mu Yao: "I'll accompany you home, let's deal with it first, okay?"

"He's at home." Mousse said softly.

"We've figured out a way to guarantee success. I'll go with you," Jiang Feng sat down, looked at her and said, "Would you like to try?"

Mousse blinked and nodded.

They opened the door and told Yan Zheng that they planned to go home to help Mousse pack his things, and Yan Zheng immediately expressed that he would accompany him.

"No need," Mu Yao said calmly, "My dad is not at home this afternoon, the three of us, just pack up and leave, and report the crime immediately."

Yan Zheng replied to the message on his mobile phone, and said to them: "I can't do it without adults, you just listen to me."

"It's okay," Jiang Feng said, "You can do school work first. My dad will be back soon. After we packed up, he just happened to go to Mu's house to pick us up. Our two families and one community will be fine."

"Oh... that's fine," Yan Zheng nodded, "Be careful, keep your cell phone connected, and call me anytime, you know? Just tell me when you come out."

Mu Yao: "Well, thank you."

Yan Zheng patted him on the shoulder, sent them to the gate of the gymnasium, and watched them get into the taxi before going back.

"You hid this, and this," Jiang Feng sat in the front seat, and handed the recorder and camera to Mousse, "It's all uploaded on the cloud, I just set it up, if he finds out, don't worry, just let him It doesn't matter if he grabs whatever he wants."

"Yeah." Mu Si nodded, and without avoiding others, he put the pen and the small camera into the underwear on his chest, and Mu Yao hurriedly leaned forward to block the rearview mirror.

Seeing that her skirt was squeezed up again, Mu Yao subconsciously reached out and pinched the folds of the skirt, and pulled it down for her, as if she didn't notice it.

"As long as you don't be afraid, I'm right outside the window, showing my feet, I can hear any of you shouting," Jiang Feng said, his tone was very confident and reassuring, "It's okay to close the door, your brother is downstairs , nothing will happen."

Mousse said impatiently, "Understood."

"Do you still remember how to say it?" After being quiet for a while, Mu Yao asked again, "Through it in your heart, it will be more natural."

Mousse: "Are you annoying?"

"I should have remembered it all," Jiang Feng said, "Didn't you just say it well? The acting skills are also good, we won't bother you, you can recite it silently in your heart."

Mousse snorted, then looked out of the car window and said nothing, and the driver also tacitly said nothing, thinking that these three super-looking people might be group performers or something.

When they reached the door, Jiang Feng and Mu Yao carefully walked around the back wall. According to Mu Si, there was a blind spot that could not be seen from upstairs or downstairs.

As usual, Mousse used the key to open the door, entered the house, then closed and locked the door.

Jiang Feng and Mu Yao waited for about 5 minutes, and Mu Yao was about to go back, but was stopped by Jiang Feng: "It's too fast, it's only been 5 minutes, and the front and rear feet are a bit obvious."

"No, you can do a lot in 5 minutes!" Mu Yao insisted.

Jiang Feng sighed: "Five more minutes."

Mu Yao waited with him for another 3 minutes, then went home quickly, opened and closed the door without locking it, just like he occasionally went home to get things, walked quickly through the corridor with cameras, entered her room, opened the phone to Mu Si Sent a text message: Sisi, what time will you be there?

This is a negotiated secret code. When Mousse picks up the phone, Mu Pingchuan may go to see it, so Mousse has saved a note for Mu Yao in advance as a female classmate. After seeing this text message, replying "immediately" means that it is over. After getting the recording, the specific time to reply means how long it will take.

Mu Yao soon received the reply of "three o'clock", he pretended to take a food box a little impatiently, and walked towards the kitchen, but put the food box lightly when he got to the kitchen, and looked at the living room—— There are no cameras in the living room.

He boldly looked at the second floor, and found that there was nothing on the second floor as Mu Si said—Mu Pingchuan didn't dare to record his criminal evidence, so he could only use the camera on the first floor to monitor Mu Yao.

So he tiptoed upstairs. The stairs and the entire second floor were covered with very thick carpets. There was no sound at all. He went all the way to Mousse's room. Holding the book in his hand, he listened to the movement in Mu Yao's room.

"I'll go buy it tonight." Mu Pingchuan said, "You are very strange today. Why are you asking so many questions?"

Mousse was changing the subject: "Don't you have an operation tonight?"

"Not today, but tomorrow," Mu Pingchuan asked, "I told you this morning, what are you thinking? So confused?"

Hearing their voices, they seemed to be standing very close, and Mu Yao held the book fiercely, tearing the old cover.

"A little bit of heatstroke today," Mousse said, "What surgery are you doing tomorrow?"

Mu Pingchuan: "Why did you suddenly think of this again?"

"I'm a little curious." Since just now, the content of their conversation has nothing to do with the conversation that they discussed before, but Mousse replied in a calm tone, "The school is about to apply for a major for the plan, I want to know Let's talk about medicine."

Mu Pingchuan smiled: "I don't need me for minor surgery, but I'm a child of a leader's family. I have to go there because there is a tumor on my pancreas that needs to be cut."

"Oh." A few seconds later, Mousse said, "I'm going out for a while."

Mu Yao walked out quietly, reached the stairs and leaned against the wall.

"Why are you still going out?... It's been a day outside." Mu Pingchuan asked.

When he came here, the voice Mu Yao heard was not very clear.

"... Xiaohan's birthday." Mousse said calmly.

Mu Pingchuan asked: "Xiaohan? Last time...that Liu Yuhan in the game hall?..."

"Well, she..." Mousse seemed to be putting the wallet into the bag, and soon the sound of the key lock shaking came to the door, and Mu Yao was about to go downstairs, but Mousse did not open the door for a long time, and then followed , he heard a "click" sound from the door of Mousse's room.

Mu Yao quickly put down the backpack, opened the zipper, took out a hammer from it, and walked back to the door, but his hands were still trembling. Many things flashed through his mind, and he began to doubt whether he had the strength to knock on the door. .

"Why hasn't Mu Yao come out yet? Where is he...?" Mu Pingchuan seemed to be asking himself and answering in a low voice.

"Mu Yao?" Mousse asked back, raising his voice, he seemed to be a little nervous, "You ask me, how do I know?"

"Didn't you hear him come back?" Mu Pingchuan asked, and then made a sound of unzipping, as if checking Mousse's bag, and asked, "What is this?!"

"You let me go out, I'm leaving!" Mousse said a little unbearably.

"What is this?" Mu Pingchuan asked, "Speak up!"

Mousse couldn't make a sound, but could only make a strange, sharp sound from his throat. Jiang Feng heard it from the back window. He ran to the front door to open it, and took three steps to the room on the second floor.

"What the hell are you calling?!" Mu Pingchuan scolded, "Fuck! Why are you so abnormal today?"

Mu Yao raised the hammer, but couldn't hit it. When she thought of Mu Pingchuan inside the door, she felt a little scared.

"Jiang Feng!!!" Mu Yao shouted, as if cheering herself up, with the loudest voice.

Mu Pingchuan inside the door seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and asked outside the door: "Mu Yao?! Who the hell let you go up to the second floor?"

Mu Yao wanted to smash the door open with a hammer, but the lock clicked again, and Mu Si twisted it open!Mu Yao hurriedly unscrewed the handle and pushed open a gap in the door, but Mu Pingchuan also reacted instantly, blocking the door and squeezing the door to lock the door, Mu Yao could only put his foot in the card owner, and forcefully pressed against the door with him. Push door.

Mu Pingchuan's physical strength was obviously superior, but Mu Yao suddenly burst out with all his strength, his hands and shoulders stopped shaking, and he pressed against the door panel firmly, as if he was no longer that little wild dog who couldn't eat enough. boy.

While Mu Pingchuan was closing the door, Mousse picked up the electric shock baton that fell on the ground, and slammed it at Mu Pingchuan's lower body. Mu Pingchuan didn't expect that Mousse would do it. Pushing open the door, he lifted Mu Pingchuan up by the collar, pressed his neck down, bent his knees and slammed his knee into his abdomen.

Mu Yao raised both hands at the same time, with his elbows outward, and slammed him hard on the back—he doesn't know how to fight at all, and he has checked a lot on the Internet, but he has never practiced it. Now he can only think that Mu Pingchuan often used it to fight His posture, and this posture is actually not very lethal, Mu Pingchuan hugged his legs with both hands, and threw him to the ground.

"It was born!" Panting, Mu Pingchuan stood up with difficulty covering his lower body, grabbed a few pens from Mousse's pen holder, and stabbed them at Mu Yao's face, cursing obscenities incessantly .

Sitting on the ground with her back against the desk, Mu Yao suddenly felt a lot more awake.

He thought, so this man is nothing more than that. He has great strength in his hands, but his body is not that strong. He is just like an ordinary man in his 50s and [-]s. The little girl with the power can open the door in front of his eyes, and make him into such a mess, what is there to be afraid of?

"Brother! Brother!" Mousse's voice was hoarse, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't stand up. He supported the floor and the table with his hands, and his wrists shook, so he had to use his elbows to support him. Ping Chuan threw it on his body, but his fingers were also loose, and he couldn't hold the object, and fell to the ground halfway through the throw.

Mu Yao rolled to the side, avoiding Mu Pingchuan's pen, got up quickly, and put his foot on his face, Mu Pingchuan's nose bleeds all over his face.

Jiang Feng rushed into the door, kicked Mu Pingchuan away, kicked him to the wall and fell down, stepped forward and stepped on his chest, seeing that Mu Yao and Mousse were fine, and Mousse was even dressed neatly , Take it easy and take out your phone, and connect the call.

Mu Yao stood up, walked steadily towards Mu Pingchuan who was lying on the ground struggling like a bug, clenched her fists, and punched him hard in the abdomen.