I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

When Zhang Chengbin came to visit, Mu Chen was stepping on the ladder to search for the wooden cabinet in the study.

It was pouring rain outside, and the rainy day actually gave him a desire to work.

The cage with the seagulls is placed on the desk, the silly pigeon is still sleeping, and the white puppet cat at home is lying on the ground, its tail wagging from side to side, which is a posture about to hunt.

"Are you at home?" Zhang Chengbin walked straight in, and the room was full of things that Mu Chen had thrown down.

"I'm going to see his cousin." Mu Chen held up a huge box, "Come here, give me a hand."

"What are you looking for?" Zhang Chengbin raised his hand to pick it up, the box didn't sink, it was quite clean.

"Open it and see if there is Titanic." Mu Chen directed.

"Titanic?" Zhang Chengbin opened the lid, revealing a piece of red lace fabric inside, Zhang Chengbin reached out and pulled it up.

It was a red dress with an elegant and sexy design. Mu Chen glanced at it, but there was nothing model-like underneath.

"Hey, you guys, why do you want a skirt..." Zhang Chengbin paused halfway through speaking, looked at the skirt in a daze, and then looked at Mu Chen.

This skirt is too long for ordinary women, but upon closer inspection, it seems that Mu Chen is just right for it.

"Put it back!" Mu Chen roared violently.

Zhang Chengbin stuffed it back resentfully, Mu Chen took the cabinet with one hand, and kicked the box when he got down from the ladder.

The puppet cat jumped up at this moment, the birdcage was overturned to the ground, and the seagull fluttered its wings in panic.

"Xingxing!" Mu Chen rushed to save the bird, drove the cat aside with his hand, and lifted the cage.

"It's so pitiful, Mao was scared off." Zhang Chengbin said.

The seagulls were trembling, and the pigeon feathers were rustling. Mu Chen looked around, wondering if he should weld the birdcage to death.

Since taking the seagull home yesterday, Xingxing, the puppet cat who has always been elusive, has been guarding in front of the birdcage, and the seagull has undoubtedly become its new plaything.

"Did you find out about the tattoo?" Mu Chen asked.

After Mu Chen was followed last time, he went to Zhang Chengbin to check the surveillance to capture the man's appearance, and finally found a tattoo on the inside of the man's wrist.

It was a yellow and black butterfly, exactly the same as the one on the wrist of the suspicious person "Little Husband" discovered in the previous paper factory incident.

Two seemingly unrelated people, with the same tattoo on their wrists, both appeared in this series of weird events, so Mu Chen boldly guessed that this might be the symbol of a certain organization.

You must know that the illegal organization of the second and fool likes self-made totems the most.

All the spoofing of text messages, stealing Xing Wen's wallet, ambush him at the paper mill, stalking him, and even smashing the glass in Xing Wen's studio may all be caused by this organization.

"Ah, that's what I'm going to talk about today." Zhang Chengbin looked exhausted and pitiful, "In the past half a week, I have searched a lot of information, without sleep, and finally found the source of this tattoo."

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Chengbin took out the phone and unlocked it: "I never expected to see it in a tattoo advertisement..."

Mu Chen already had an extremely bad premonition, and looked at Zhang Chengbin's phone, it was the yellow and black butterfly.

The price tag is 299, and the tattoo artist's recommendation is: the beautiful butterflies are flying gracefully, exuding hormonee and catching love.

Mu Chen: "..."

It doesn't matter, this is also within his expectation, after all, no organization would design such a ostentatious logo, Mu Chen made up his mind and said, "This is the end?"

This "Charming Butterfly" is very dark in color, and Mu Chen thinks that the possibility of deliberately using it to cover up the original traces cannot be ruled out.

"Of course, I went to this tattoo shop." Zhang Chengbin said quickly.

"What's the result?" Mu Chen asked.

"The tattoo artist is...blind." Zhang Chengbin whispered, "Why do I suddenly feel that you look like a domineering president..."

"I am." Mu Chen sighed, moved the chair and sat down, so the clue was broken again.

Xing Wen didn't look particularly clever, why was his dream in such a difficult mode?

"By the way, is that the Titanic you were looking for?" Zhang Chengbin pointed to the opposite room.

On the opposite side is a room for storing sundries, with all kinds of cleaning supplies thrown in a mess, usually only domestic workers and sweeping robots will come in and out.

"Yes!" Mu Chen jumped up after taking a look, and ran over.

Mu Chen never expected that the model of the Titanic would be thrown upside down in the utility room. Like the night when it sank in history, it was broken in two from the middle, and the shape was extremely tragic.

It's too much, to treat Mu Chenghai's wedding gift like this!

"It's completely broken." Zhang Chengbin walked over to take a look, "What's the use of this?"

"I don't know, my dad asked Lao Xing to keep it safe." Mu Chen carefully picked up the broken boat and observed the interior of the cabin.

His intuition told him that this model might not be simple, and there might be something hidden.

"Yes." Mu Chen touched for a long time, found a switch on the inside of the deck, and pressed it.

Then the model spoke, a female voice like Siri: "Welcome to the Titanic, open the cabin and please shout three times: I'm so handsome!"

Holding the boat, Mu Chen gritted his teeth and was about to speak when he turned to look at Zhang Chengbin: "Come here."

Zhang Chengbin shouted shamelessly: "I'm so handsome! I'm so handsome! I'm so handsome!!!"

Mu Chen immediately got goosebumps all over his body, staring nervously at the model of Titanic in his hand, and then heard it talking again.

This time it was Mu Chenghai's voice, which startled both Mu Chen and Zhang Chengbin.

"Stupid, Xiao Xing!" Mu Chenghai sneered three times, "Even if you smash the boat, you can never get the contents! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Mu Chen: "..."

"Your dad, so it's this style of painting." Zhang Chengbin said dully.

"Well, I used to like to play pranks." Mu Chen said melancholy.

Xing Wen from the dream world actually broke the ship.

"You, can you try to crack this thing?" Mu Chen asked.

"Of course." Zhang Chengbin said, "Maybe this kind of toy is an insult to professional ethics."

"I remember it took you several days to check the tattoo on that street stall." Mu Chen reminded.

"That's the wrong direction." Zhang Chengbin argued.

The Zhang Chengbin in the dream has mixed identities, a hacker, a programmer and an intelligence agent, generally speaking, he looks like a magician.

The reason why he has this setting is very likely to be influenced by Xing Wen, the owner of the dream. Xing Wen subconsciously feels that Zhang Chengbin is nagging.

"Can you really get a job?" Mu Chen was very skeptical.

"It's almost endless." Zhang Chengbin smiled smugly, "As long as I make a move, any camera in this city can be hacked."

Mu Chen: "You peeping tom."

It only rains for one day in winter, and it stops the next day.

But it was not sunny, the sky was gray and white, it was a kind of appearance that was not heavy but also easy to lose energy.

Xing Wen stood in front of the full-length mirror with a confused expression at this moment, looking at himself in the mirror.

He thought, he finally knew why the girls in the class who were keen on Hong Kong movies wanted to chase him back in high school.

Xing Wen was dressed in a black suit, with military boots on his feet, and his eyebrows raised with swords and cold eyes. The original murderous look coupled with this outfit made him feel both good and evil.

Tang Yao stood beside her with her arms folded, and whistled lightly: "You are so handsome, brother, this is Counter-Strike, biubiubiu."

Xing Wen's head was full of black lines: "There is a period of less than three years..."

"Damn!" Tang Yao jumped up and forced him to put a black hat on, "You are a police assistant in handling the case, you don't steal or rob."

Xing Wen straightened his hat fiercely. From now on, he became a "trainee" in Tang Yao's team.

"Let's go brother, go to work!" Tang Yao said cheerfully.

The author has something to say: Anyone want to see, does the fox wear a red dress!