Celestial masters don't count

Mao Jiu pursed her lips without looking sideways, lifted the plastic fork to smell the delicious instant noodles, but ate the tasteless instant noodles.Start eating seriously.

The same is true for Xiao Shan sitting beside him, with his small face tightly sucking instant noodles.

Sitting on the main seat, Lu Xiujue smiled, with slender fingers, holding a green rice bowl and light-colored chopsticks.The chopsticks were holding a piece of fried golden and juicy lean meat into the bowl, and then pressed against the edge of the bowl and stopped moving.

He raised his head and asked Xiao Shan: "Little friend, do you want to eat vegetables?"

Xiao Shan secretly glanced at Mao Jiu, but said nothing.

Mao Jiu didn't change his face: "Xiao Shan, don't talk to Uncle Wei."

Blame... Uncle?

The smile on Lu Xiujue's lips deepened: "Xiao Jiu—"

"It's not relative, so please call me by first name and last name."

"Mao Jiu, right? Cough, you're just a guest, don't be polite, just eat. You won't be charged, treat it as my invitation to you...to cleanse the dust." Lu Xiujue shook his lips and suppressed a smile: "After living for so many years, I probably don't No matter what delicious food I have eaten, my sense of taste has been poisoned to be different from ordinary people... Sorry, sorry, slip of the tongue, ah, slip of the tongue."

Lu Xiujue stopped talking, and looked at Mao Jiu's eyes, full of sympathy, as loving as looking at a child who has been starving for more than ten years——

thief!special!what!cheap!

Mao Jiu's face did not change, he was calm and at ease.After all, in this short half hour, Lu Liushao has slipped the tongue no less than five times.I'm used to it, and I can't beat it if I'm not used to it.

"Mr. Lu, don't eat or sleep without talking."

"The visitor is a guest, so you don't have to be too restrained when you come here the first day. Come and eat."

Mao Jiu glanced at the dishes in front of Lu Xiujue, which were beautifully colored and delicious. They were made by Lu Xiujue himself.This is indeed unexpected, but no matter how good it is in the living room and the kitchen, its bad personality is definitely not a good match.

"Mr. Lu is really enthusiastic, it's better to halve the water and electricity."

"No talk."

Mao Jiu raised his eyes, and Lu Xiujue smiled gently: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

With a 'snap', Mao Jiu broke the plastic fork and slapped it hard on the table.Taking a deep breath, he turned his head and said, "Great kindness is hard to turn away, Mao Jiu is worse than obedience."

After finishing speaking, Mao Jiu picked up several stacks of vegetables in front of him and put them on the plates in front of Xiao Shan and himself while Lu Xiujue was dumbfounded, "Xiao Shan, we have to thank Mr. Lu for his generosity."

Xiao Shan: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Liushao silently glanced at the empty plates, buried himself in the rice and began to eat quietly.

It turns out that when you get angry, you will react like this.Also... quite cute.

It was late at night, there were no stars in the sky outside the window, and a full moon hung high in the night sky.

Wan Lai was silent.

Mao Jiu came out of the room. At night, because she was angry with Lu Xiujue, she ate a lot in a fit of anger, and her stomach was a little bloated. She tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep.

At this moment, I went downstairs to walk around to digest food.After walking around the living room for a dozen times, I felt a little anxious, so I went to the bathroom to solve it.After washing his hands, he came out, and when he reached the stairs, he heard Lu Xiujue's voice.

That voice...it sounds a little weird.

It's not that it sounds bad, on the contrary, it sounds too good.Low and gentle, as soft as soaking in water, it seems like a cello standing still in an empty hall, lightly plucked with fingertips, and the sound of 'hum'.The voice was full of intimacy and doting, it was obvious that Lu Xiujue was very close to the caller.

Mao Jiu pursed her lips and took a step back.A subtle voice sounded in the quiet living room, which immediately aroused Lu Xiujue's vigilance.

"Who? Come out!"

Mao Jiu looked down at her own shadow, surrounded by dim and soft lights.There are incandescent lamps in the living room, and there are also lamps covered with lampshades and dark film.It's late at night, and the lights that are turned on are softer.But there is no problem with seeing things, and it is clear at a glance.

Lu Xiujue walked around the stairs, full of vigilance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mao Jiu walked out with a sigh, facing Lu Xiujue who was walking up.

"Mr. Lu, it's me—"

The rest of the words were like a brittle branch being cut off in the middle by a steel knife, choking it in the throat.

Lu Xiujue was a little puzzled when he saw Mao Jiuhe's strange and distorted expression of some horrible creature.He followed his line of sight hesitantly, and then turned black very quickly.He suddenly raised his head and fixedly stared at Mao Jiu with a fierce look in his eyes.

Mingming gritted his teeth and wished he could destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, but still be strong and calm: "It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"

Mao Jiu's voice was like a breeze: "No."

Lu Xiujue was silent for a while, and then asked calmly, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"

Mao Jiu looked dreamy: "My stomach is a little bloated, I want to walk more."

Lu Xiujue could almost hear himself grinding his teeth, and he asked again: "You haven't slept so late?"

"...After digestion, I'm going to bed. Good night, Mr. Lu."

Lu Xiujue's expression softened a little, and he finally understood people's words.

With a dreamy look, Mao Jiu floated upstairs with light steps, stepped on the eighth step with his left foot, and stepped on the seventh step with his right foot, suddenly turned sideways and said to Lu Xiujue: "Mr. Lu, you are actually very cute." .”

In the end, he glanced up and down at Lu Xiujue, nodded affirmatively, and praised: "You are so cute."

Lu Liushao came out word by word from between his teeth: "Thank you, thank you!"

Mao Jiu nodded, and went upstairs to her room with an expression of 'You're welcome, you're really cute'.

Lu Liushao stayed silent for a few seconds below, then suddenly strode up to the second floor for a few seconds, and ran quietly to Mao Jiu's room, leaning against the door panel to secretly listen to the movement inside.

Mao Jiu went upstairs steadily, entered the room and closed the door, and laughed loudly.

Xiao Shan was woken up, and when he got up and saw Mao Jiu clutching his stomach and laughing wildly, he thought he was bewitched. He was so frightened that he hurriedly asked, "Brother Jiu, are you alright?"

Mao Jiu shook her head, laughing until she burst into tears.

"No...it's alright..."

Lu Liushao, who had lost all face and face, ran back to the room in a hurry, opened and closed the door, angrily jumped onto the big bed to protest solemnly, and all his actions were done in one go, like flowing water.

"Mom! Don't send me any more strange clothes, I will never wear them again!"

Mrs. Lu, who was in another hemisphere's video chat on the tablet, completely ignored Yaoer's protest. Anyway, Yaoer has been protesting since childhood, and every time she sheds two or three tears, he can make him compromise.

Mrs. Lu asked: "Who was that person just now? Why is it in your apartment? Didn't you say that the person who can live in your apartment must be your future wife? Yaoer, tell Mom about Mom's daughter-in-law. "

Lu Xiujue had a dark face: "Is that kind of guy worthy of being your daughter-in-law? Mom, don't talk nonsense. He is just an irrelevant person."

Mrs. Lu is a duplicity when it comes to her son, how can she not know what her son is thinking?To really hate and still let people live in his private apartment?Not to mention living in it, even letting people dangle in front of your eyes won't do.

At this moment, people can make her youngest son so angry that she is not willing to yell. Isn't it true love? Is it just a friendship under the quilt?Hehe, she didn't believe it anyway.

Mrs. Lu laughed for a while, then said, "He's really cute."

cute?A piece of wood and iceberg called cute?

Lu Xiujue sneered: "Mom, don't change the subject. Don't send all kinds of messy clothes in the future, I will never wear them again!"

Although he couldn't stand his mother's earnest request to wear that kind of strange attire that was so shameful every time, but at any rate, he always wore it in the apartment where he was the only one, and no one saw him.Now living in people, and being seen.

For a moment, Lu Xiujue really wanted to kill someone to silence him.

So he really doesn't welcome outsiders to live in!

Mrs. Lu showed a heartbroken expression: "You have grown up...you actually call me mom!"

Lu Xiujue was powerless: "...Mom, that's not the point."

Mrs. Lu: "Of course I know—that cute baby just now, what's your little boyfriend's name?"

Lu Xiujue: "..."

The next day, Lu Xiujue made toast and coffee by himself and put them on the dining table.As soon as he sat down, someone came by the door.Looking up, it was Mao Jiu.As soon as he saw the other party, he remembered the embarrassment last night, and his handsome face froze immediately.

Mao Jiu just came back from outside the community, still carrying a bag of fried dough sticks and soy milk.As soon as he saw Lu Xiujue's indifferent and calm appearance...he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Putting the breakfast on the table, Mao Jiu asked Lu Xiujue, "Do you want to eat? I bought a little too much."

Lu Xiujue glanced at Mao Jiu, showing his courtesy without doing anything.

Picking up the coffee, he took a sip and answered the irrelevant question: "In the early morning, you went outside the community to buy these?"

Mao Jiu responded, "Run along the way. In the village, I have to get up early in the morning to patrol to ensure that the villagers' property is not damaged or violated. I am used to it."

Lu Xiujue wasn't very interested in what he said, but was a little surprised that Mao Jiu would go so far to buy breakfast.Although the apartment building he lives in is located in the city center, but because of the good location and good feng shui, it is hard to find a thousand dollars.

This apartment belongs to one of the projects developed by Lu's real estate company. Lu's attaches great importance to security and environment.So even though it is located in the city center, this area is still very quiet. There are supermarkets, restaurants, etc. under the complex, but there are no small vendors operating without a license.You have to walk a long way outside the community to see unlicensed small vendors.

It wasn't that he wanted to mention the unlicensed peddlers, but he guessed that Mao Jiu's breakfast was probably bought from a small street cart, and they were all unlicensed peddlers, so they were cheap.

The apartments here follow the high-end and elegant route, mainly targeting the upper-middle-class consumers.Therefore, most of the restaurants below are chain or high-end restaurants, and they are quite expensive.

Mao Jiu probably wouldn't waste this kind of money.

Mao Jiu said, "Mr. Lu also gets up very early."

He got up earlier than him, the sky was bright, and it was only a little after six o'clock after he finished practicing. When he walked out and passed a room, he heard hoarse voices coming from inside.It sounded like a boxing punch hitting a punching bag.

Thinking about it, apart from him and Xiao Shan, only Lu Xiujue was left in the apartment, so he guessed it.

Lu Xiujue was a little surprised by Mao Jiu's good-natured voice, but before today, the two of them seemed to be meeting their enemies.He provoked Mao Jiu, and Mao Jiu wished he could kick him to death.

He pondered for a while, then stopped putting the toast into his mouth and raised his chin and said, "Don't think about water and electricity reduction. You can stay for a week at most. After this time, I don't care if you have a place to stay or not." Pack up and get out."

Unexpectedly, Mao Jiu was not angry, but just stared at Lu Xiujue with two black eyes blinking.After staring at it for a while, he chuckled and said, "Mr. Lu, you were really cute last night. Especially the rabbit ears on the top of your head were trembling. If the little girls in our village see it, they will make a fuss." Buy a set too. Mr. Lu, if you come to our village, the children will definitely like you. Because you are all cute."

After finishing speaking, before anyone sensed it, he slipped out of the restaurant as if he had oiled his feet.As soon as the front foot stepped out, the sound of cups and plates falling heavily on the table came from the back foot.It was smashed loudly, and Lu Xiujue could still hear a low curse that could not be restrained.

A series of jaw-dropping swear words combined several local dialects, including several foreign languages.People are amazed at the richness of its language library, and at the same time, they are also surprised that the always noble and elegant Lu family's six young masters are still swearing like a gangster.

In a very sunny mood, Mao Jiu went upstairs to ask Xiao Shan to come down to eat.Xiao Shan got up early, but he saw the blue-eyed husky going crazy under the living room early in the morning, so he hid back in the guest room.

At this moment, Ai Ai asked expectantly: "Brother Jiu, is the dog still there?"

"I went to eat, but I'm not here."

Xiao Shan breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs.

There was no one downstairs, not even in the restaurant.Obviously someone ran away in anger.

Mao Jiu glanced at the tabletop and kitchen sink, they were all clean.The dishes, plates, and cups were all washed and placed in a cupboard, neatly arranged.Chopsticks belong to chopsticks, and bowls, plates, cups, and plates belong to their own. Looking at the past, it is clean and tidy and pleasing to the eye.

If you still don't forget to clean your own dishes even when you are angry, it means that either the person has strong self-discipline and high self-cultivation, or the person has a cleanliness addiction and obsessive-compulsive disorder.Mao Jiu thinks that the former is more likely, but of course he doesn't rule out a little bit of cleanliness.

This is not a bad thing, at least it ensures that he can live in a comfortable environment for the next few days.After all, a homeowner with high self-cultivation, strong self-discipline and a little cleanliness is really good, except for the homeowner's indescribable personality and a certain unspeakable girlish fetish, everything is perfect.

Xiao Shan looked around the downstairs, obviously relaxed a lot and said, "Ninth Brother, Mr. Lu is not here."

"Well, let's go to work."

"Mr. Lu... has a bad temper."

Mao Jiu opened the bag to have a look, and found that one portion of soy milk and one tea egg were missing, and a smile could not help but appear in his eyes.Hearing this, he frowned slightly but quickly let go: "Xiaoshan, Mr. Lu took us in and let us live for nothing. We should be grateful. Speaking of which, we are the ones who caused Mr. Lu trouble."

"But Mr. Lu has been targeting you, Brother Ninth, and it was Mr. Lu's brother who let you stay here in order to repay you. If they hadn't come to pick us up, we could also stay in a hotel or hotel. Instead of being angry, it's better to move out."

Mao Jiu looked at Xiao Shan firmly: "Xiao Shan, you are afraid of dogs."

Xiao Shan was exposed to his real purpose, embarrassed, ashamed and disappointed with his purpose shattered, he took a sip of soy milk sullenly: "I'm sorry, Brother Nine..."

"It's okay, boys should be more lively. Besides, Mr. Lu's temper is not too bad, at most, it's..." It's just a mean tongue and a cheap mouth.

Mao Jiu pretended to cough, "He's just a bit of a girl at heart."

Xiao Shan: "????"

Although Xiaoshan didn't understand why Mao Jiu's attitude towards Lu Xiujue changed a little overnight, but the joy in the corners of Mao Jiu's eyebrows was clearly visible.

"Let's eat. We have to go to the police station after eating."

Lu Xiujue left the apartment in an SUV, and glanced at the soy milk and tea eggs that he accidentally took out and put aside, with disgust on his face.

It's not that he dislikes these things as roadside stalls. He ran out when he was 16 years old, and then joined the army. He has suffered all kinds of hardships.He just disliked Mao Jiu.Although he disliked Mao Jiu very much in his heart, his body was still very honest.

With an attitude of giving it a try, Lu Xiujue took a sip of soy milk, and the mellow bean aroma permeated instantly, and the moderate sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue.The soy milk is surprisingly delicious.

"The cooking skills are not very good, but the tongue is exquisite."

Lu Xiujue muttered something and drank all the soy milk.Then he quickly cast his eyes on the tea eggs that were already a little cold. After finishing the tea eggs that tasted good, he began to think that he might as well ask Mao Jiu to buy his share tomorrow.

At most, the maximum utility bill will be reduced by one layer.

After eating and drinking enough, Lu Xiujue became a little happier.Squinting his eyes slightly, he drove onto the expressway.There are not many cars on the expressway, and the traffic flow is not crowded, probably because it is still early.After all, most people who can afford to drive don't have to go to work so early. As the head of the Lu family, Lu Xiujue still needs to lead by example.

His car was driving steadily, neither fast nor slow, within the prescribed speed limit.Several cars were going fast and passed him.He still drove the car unhurriedly, raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of a Land Rover following behind, gradually approaching.

Lu Xiujue frowned. Years of habit and experience made him alert to danger.With one step on the accelerator, the SUV drives at a high speed.The Land Rover behind also accelerated its speed, keeping a certain distance from his car.

While paying attention to the road ahead, Lu Xiujue calmly eliminated those who followed him.Enemies in the mall?not.The Lu family has a large foundation. Although it has aroused the jealousy of many people, the Lu family keeps a low profile and always responds to the country's call.Because of this, the Lu family was supported openly and secretly, otherwise, how could the Lu family's unshakable position in the imperial capital be achieved today.

Not as stupid as the Chou family who would blatantly oppose the Lu family, and the Lu family has always been kind to others, even if the shopping malls are ruthless and mercenary.The Lu family will stay on the front line when doing things, and will never do immoral things that will ruin others.

So the possibility of enemies can be ruled out.

So is it his former enemy?He used to go to the drug dealer's den and wiped out several strongholds, but he has always kept his name for his good deeds, and even more so for his bad deeds.The former enemies couldn't find him here.

That is--

Gold thief?

The group of gold thieves who were secretly peeping at the hotel opposite Mingqu Garden that day was probably the same.The gold thief tied a meat ticket, and if he tore it up, he would guess and find the next one.Two days ago, I cut off the limbs of the Zhou family's child and sent them to the Zhou family, which irritated the Zhou family.It is estimated that in the past two days, I couldn't bear to pay the ransom, which caused the gold thief to tear up the ticket.

So now, their target is him?

Lu Xiujue smiled playfully, but there was a bottomless cold pool in his eyes, looking at the icy coldness and creepiness.Release the accelerator, the speed of the car slowed down, and the Land Rover behind him also slowed down.

After walking for about 2 minutes, Lu Xiujue stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the car shot out like an arrow off the string.In the blink of an eye, he threw the Land Rover behind him a distance away from the boss. Land Rover obviously realized that Lu Xiujue had spotted them a long time ago, and this quick and slow movement was clearly a test.At the moment, he didn't hide and tucked in, and stepped on the accelerator to catch up.

In this way, it can be seen that on the highway early in the morning, an SUV and a Land Rover chased one after the other, and the speed of the vehicle soared to more than twice the speed limit of the highway.Gradually, the distance between the two cars narrowed.The Land Rover behind almost reached the tail of the SUV, but when the Land Rover stepped on the accelerator to hit it, the speed of the SUV suddenly increased, and it took a long distance.

After repeating this three or four times, no matter how stupid the owner of the Land Rover is, he will know that he has been tricked.Immediately, he was so annoyed that he stepped on the accelerator like crazy, completely ignoring the highway and just bumping into the SUV in front of him.

Lu Xiujue stepped on the accelerator to dodge the car that suddenly appeared in front of him.The car is still able to do a job well on the gradually congested expressway, nimbly shuttling through the traffic, like a fish in water.

But the Land Rover at the back is not very good at drag racing. There were not too many cars, so he just needs to drive forward, and the straight and curved routes are fine.But now that the traffic is coming, he is stretched thin.From the panic dodging at the beginning to the panic behind.

This kind of people only pretends to have money in their eyes, and they are ruthless, but they cherish life and fear death the most.Also great irony.

Lu Xiujue knew that the road ahead had to turn, and the angle was tricky. There had been many accidents, and it was very dangerous.Unless you are a racing expert, you can easily hit the guardrail when driving at high speed, and even fly out if it is serious.

He slowed down, barely noticeable in traffic.Especially when the people in the Land Rover were exhausted from dodging all kinds of dangers and passing by, suddenly seeing themselves getting closer and closer to the target left only the pleasure of venting their anger.

Lu Xiujue is extremely experienced in controlling the speed of the car, like a racing veteran.The Land Rover was always hanging behind, giving the other party an illusion that he was about to catch up, but he couldn't catch up anyway.

The owner of the Land Rover, tormented by anxiety, panic and anger, with red eyes, slammed on the accelerator and slammed into the front SUV. He didn't care about the life or death of the mission target and forgot about money.In this silent game, he is like a helpless mouse, teased by the cat to think that he is sure of winning and that he is the hunter.

Lu Xiujue kept up and down, pulling the handbrake and stepping on the brake properly, the steering wheel was turned, and the whole car flicked like a fish, completing a very beautiful drift.

However, the Land Rover behind him bumped into the railing directly due to his lack of skills, protruding a large piece of the railing.Land Rover stalled directly, and the front of the car collapsed in half.The car was destroyed, and it is estimated that the lives of the people inside were also at stake.

Back and forth, many cars stopped to check, blocking the road for a while.Lu Xiujue glanced at the situation behind him from the rearview mirror, and snapped his fingers beautifully.

"Buckets are not allowed on the expressway, and the traffic rules have been taken into account."

Lu Xiujue shook his head in sympathy, and then leisurely called the police.

Kidnapping, tearing up tickets, hacking people, rear-end car accident, why don't you ask the police to save others?

Mao Jiu led Xiao Shan to wait for the bus at the stop sign on the street, and it was a block from him to the police station.Originally, he could have walked over, he walked fast.It's just that Xiaoshan didn't practice martial arts, so if he wasn't a Lianjiazi, he could only take the bus.

He also doesn't agree with letting Xiao Shan stay in the apartment, since he brought the child out, let him see the world by the way.The blind woman probably meant this too, otherwise she wouldn't beg him to let Xiao Shan follow.

A Ling died, and the blind woman was alone.She is also a person who has stepped half of her foot into the coffin, so she can't rest assured about the hill.Asking Mao Jiu to bring him out was partly due to the intention of pleading with Gu, and partly because of the faint hope of finding Xiao Shan's relatives.

So even though bringing an extra person seemed troublesome, Mao Jiu had no complaints.He was originally a gentle person, otherwise he wouldn't have replaced Mao Lao's identity as a village policeman, playing best with children and the elderly.

I can't do this job without patience.

The two were waiting for the bus, followed by a long line of men and women, more than half of them were bowing their heads while holding their mobile phones.A grandma passed by pushing a green garbage truck, and not far away were two stinking garbage cans.

Behind Mao Jiu, a long-haired girl in a white dress pinched her nose and complained displeasedly: "People are lazy in this hot weather. Shouldn't the stinking garbage here be collected every hour? So Stinky... don't let it sit all day."

It was her boyfriend who held the umbrella for the long-haired girl, and said in a low voice, "Be patient, the car is coming soon."

The long-haired girl was not very happy: "It stinks..."

Mao Jiu found that not only the long-haired girl thought so, the others didn't say anything, but their actions showed that the smell was unbearable for them.And from the girl's words, it can be inferred that the garbage is not so smelly at ordinary times. Even in the summer, the garbage is collected every few hours, so it will not be so smelly.

Sanitation is more particular in big cities. After all, there is a large flow of people. One must pay attention to epidemic diseases, but also to pay attention to city appearance.Especially the imperial capital.

Mao Jiu also felt disgusted by the smell, and it smelled like rancid meat.

Mao Jiu felt that any kind of stench couldn't compare to the stench of rotting flesh, which could make people spit out the overnight meal.

Mao Jiu frowned and stared at the garbage. The old lady was cleaning the garbage can and took out the garbage bags inside.The way she carried the garbage bag was not directly mentioned, because the grandmother is thin and the garbage bag is too heavy, and it probably takes a grown man to lift it up.

Grandma first pushed the trash can to the ground, and dragged out the trash bags little by little.The first garbage bag was pulled out smoothly, but the second one was accidentally spilled when it was pushed down because the garbage inside was too full.

Immediately, the stench became stronger.Pedestrians covered their noses one after another as they passed by, and some even exaggeratedly vomited.Everyone on the platform covered their noses with disgust on their faces.The bus arrived and stopped slowly. The people in front couldn't wait to get on the bus, as if fleeing for their lives.

When it was Mao Jiu's turn, he stopped in place, and the people behind complained loudly.

Mao Jiu noticed that when the trash can fell down, a large cardboard box rolled down, which should have contained heavy objects, because it was obvious that it made a heavy muffled sound when it fell to the ground.

Grandma packed up all the rubbish and picked up the cardboard boxes.She had to empty out the contents and leave the carton.If you crush it and take it home, you can sell it for a few cents.

The people behind urged: "Are you still going? Don't be in charge?"

Xiao Shan looked up at Mao Jiu: "Brother Jiu, don't we get in the car?"

Mao Jiu looked away: "Go up—"

"what!"

"Dead! Dead!"

"There's a dead body—there's a dead body in a cardboard box—"

The crowd panicked for a while, and the grandmother who saw the corpse first took several steps back in fright, fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up.A few bold and strong men stepped forward to take a look, and immediately vomited while covering their noses.

Mao Jiu stepped forward to check in two steps at a time, and what came out of his nostrils was a rancid smell that could make people faint.Covering his nose, he endured the stench that got into his nasal cavity, and checked what was going on inside.

Inside the cardboard box was a highly decomposed corpse, that of a child.It is estimated that he is about seven or eight years old, and the clothes on his body are still new.It is difficult to estimate the time of death. After all, it is summer, and the high temperature can easily cause the corpse to rot.

Mao Jiu noticed sharply that the two knuckles on the left hand of the child's dead body were incomplete. Seeing that the gap was quite smooth, it must have been cut with a sharp knife.

In addition, there is a very deep strangle mark on the throat, which has turned purple and black, which should be a fatal wound.

It was obviously a homicide.

Xiao Shan came over and took a look, then couldn't bear to look away.He asked, "Brother Jiu, what should we do?"

"Call the police."

The police arrived soon. This is the city center. If a murder case is found in the city center, then what?The police were very efficient and professional, and pulled the yellow cordon.Some of the police were checking the corpses in the cardboard boxes, and some were questioning the surrounding crowd.

As the policeman, Mao Jiu was taken there for questioning.This is a normal procedure, and the police want to know if the first witnesses have found anything.After all, from the time the body was discovered to when they rushed over, it may have been damaged to a certain extent.

At this time, the clues of the first witness are very important. The previous grandma was so frightened that she didn't have any useful information.On the contrary, it was Mao Jiu who actively cooperated, organized clearly, and said a few more important clues.

Because he cooperated very well, the police who questioned him also treated him kindly.

Lao Qian rushed over from behind, and while instructing people to transport the corpse back together with the cardboard box, he asked Mao Jiu, "You said the child is missing two knuckles on his left hand?"

Mao Jiu nodded.

"Isn't it born with a handicap?"

Mao Jiu said, "The incision is very smooth and rotten."

The fact that an incision will rot means that the wound was made recently. Incisions that are naturally mutilated or that were made a long time ago will not rot because of the death of the corpse-these are not the same as corpse decay.

The rotting area of ​​the corpse is only on the face and abdomen, and the limbs have not yet reached the level of rot.Because the corpse rots first from the head, face to abdomen when it is dead, and finally spreads.The limbs of the corpse in front of him were intact, except that the two knuckles of the left hand began to rot.

This means that the wound was caused not long ago, or that the two knuckles were cut off not long ago.

The clues have come to this point, how can Lao Qian not understand that the child is the child of the Zhou family.Unexpectedly, they took all precautions and failed to prevent Zhou's family from handing over the ransom.

As soon as the gold thief received the ransom, he would tear up the ticket immediately, not to mention that Zhou's family paid half of the ransom. Playing such a clever trick would probably anger the other party.

Lao Qian took a deep breath of Ruan Zhonghua, this thing is not cheap, and he dared to smoke such a pack when he was usually frugal.Only when he encountered such a difficult case did he dare to smoke.

"Comrade, I have to trouble you to go to the police station and make a statement." Lao Qian extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it into the cigarette extinguisher, and said with a sigh.

He was a little worried that Mao Jiu would not cooperate. After all, most people were not willing to have anything to do with the police, even if they hadn't committed any crime.It is a taboo and a guilty conscience. A place like the police station, which is full of righteousness, will always make people feel guilty for no reason.

Mao Jiu should be straightforward: "I understand the cooperation between the police and the people."

Lao Qian was surprised for a moment, and then he had a good impression of Mao Jiu.

Mao Jiu said again: "I came from Dalong Village to bring back the body of the blind woman's granddaughter. The blind woman's granddaughter passed the news of her death a while ago, saying that there was an accident here."

Old Qian nodded, thinking about helping: "What's her name? I'll ask someone to ask."

"Her name is Fang Ling."

Lao Qian suddenly looked up in shock. There are not a few people with the same name and surname in the whole country, and there may be only one person with the same name and surname or who came from the same place.This is really too coincidental.

Shaking his head for a while, Lao Qian was silent and wanted to smoke again.He endured it and still didn't smoke. He is old, so let's smoke less if he can.

"You don't know if it's a coincidence or not."

Unfortunately, I couldn't see the last side of the person. Coincidentally, the body was cremated and there were fewer steps to claim it.

Surprised, Mao Jiu asked Fang Ling's cause of death.

No wonder he was surprised, although Fang Ling didn't go back to Dalong Village often, she was filial.Every time I come back, I look very decent, and my inexplicable death is too sudden.What puzzled him most was that Mao Lao once said that Fang Ling lived a long life.

Mr. Mao is good at fortune-telling and fortune-telling, and he basically keeps his mouth open.However, he also said that fate is the most ever-changing thing. One second's fate is the fate of the rich and powerful, and the next second it can become a lifetime of homelessness.

The people and things you encounter in your life or your own thoughts will change your fate. Fate is not absolute.

Fang Ling originally had a long life, but now she is dead.This shows that something changed her life.

Mao Jiu told Lao Qian his identity as a patrolman in Dalong Village, and Lao Qian also told him some news about Fang Ling.Mao Jiu frowned when she heard that Fang Ling stood up even after she died and ran to the crematorium to be cremated. "Walking corpse?"

Lao Qian didn't say a word. After all, he is a public servant, so it's hard to say these things.

Mao Jiu also understood, so he quietly recalled the theory about the walking corpse along the way.

Mao Lao once mentioned walking corpses.Walking corpses, even though they are dead, they are still living people with skeletons.It has been circulated in the strange novels from a long time ago. Some of them changed from corpses in wild tombs and deserted houses to corpses that can walk automatically and seek blood. They are called zombies.Some are artificially manipulated into walking corpses that have no mind and only obey orders within seven days of death.

Within seven days of a person's death, the seven souls dissipate, and the three souls leave the body. At this moment, the corpse begins to rot, and the limbs are stiff but it does not affect walking.Therefore, it can be used to make a walking corpse drive.

Walking corpses are no different from ordinary people, but their expressions are dull and unable to speak, like ice sculptures.But as long as you don't speak, no one will suspect that it is a corpse.

The walking corpse actually originated from war.Some warlocks in ancient times were used by the emperors. In order to refine soldiers who would never die, fear pain, and have infinite strength, they began to arrest living people for refining.Later, they discovered that living people could not achieve the kind of perfect combat tool without thinking and completely obeying orders, so they began to use dead people to practice.

As long as the spell is not destroyed, the walking corpse will always obey and will not backlash, becoming a powerful army.

In troubled times, there are the most corpses, but there are also many warlocks.At the most chaotic time, all the corpses were turned into walking corpses, and the living people began to be killed.This is an extremely cruel and evil technique, and it was later labeled as an evil way, and it was not condemned by the righteous way.

Up to now, there are not many sects that can refine and drive walking corpses.After several times of troubled times and being suppressed all the time, and because it is an unorthodox way and no one learns it, the inheritance has been cut off.

Even if some sects still exist, they will not use this kind of sorcery.

Mao Jiu guessed which sect disciple used this kind of sorcery to kill people and turn them into walking corpses, driving them to complete kidnapping, tearing tickets and money transactions, etc. In this way, the people behind the scenes were well hidden.

It's just that this kind of magic can't be eliminated!

Although there are no explicit regulations in the world of celestial masters, there is one thing that is rigidly adhered to, which is to kill evil when encountering evil.Even if you meet people who are not from the same sect, as long as they are evil and crooked, you still have the responsibility to kill demons and defend the way.

Old Qian was surprised by Mao Jiu's sensitivity. If he joined their team, wouldn't it be even more powerful?At the moment, he has the idea of ​​wooing, but he didn't show it now. Although the ability is good, the character is more important.

"When Fang Ling was in Mingqu Garden, she served as a connector to collect ransom from Zhou's family."