My monsters are going to heaven

Lu Yiming waited at the wine shop in the east of the county until the lights came on, and Wen Yuan's figure came slowly from the end of the alley.

"Damn, I haven't even had to drink my saliva after being busy all afternoon! These days, you have to run more than a dozen streets to catch a thief..." As soon as Wen Yuan took his seat, he poured a glass of wine down his throat. After filling another glass, most of the pot was quickly drained, and his face remained unchanged, as if he was drinking water instead of wine.

Lu Yiming asked Xiaoer to refill the wine, "This is a burning knife, isn't it spicy for you to drink like this?"

"I was sick when I was a child," Wen Yuan shook his head. "Many things are tasteless. Only eating spicy noodle soup can you vaguely taste the taste."

"No wonder." Lu Yiming suddenly realized that every time Wen Yuan ate the spicy oil in the spicy noodle soup, others would choke up tears when they smelled it.He remembered the last case, "How is Chen San?"

"Don't mention it, I've never seen such a paradoxical thing." Wen Yuan sighed.

"Heh," Lu Yiming couldn't help joking, "One more one, wouldn't it just happen to be a mahjong table?"

"Crow's mouth, aren't these three enough to bother us! That No. [-] is hidden now," Wen Yuan scolded, "The first two can't tell the truth from the fake. The deputy director has already reported to the director. I have applied to send these two goods to the provincial capital - let the chief personally identify his son-in-law. We will wait for the approval."

"What do you do with the donkey skin?" Lu Yiming picked up a peanut and chewed it.

"I hid it in a safe place," Wen Yuan said with a mysterious smile on his face.

Lu Yiming nodded, and didn't bother to ask.

With the detective's temperament, since he said it was safe, it must be safe.

Thinking of the business, "By the way, what else did you say you wanted to tell me this morning?" As he asked, he tore a few thin slices of sweet cake to feed the thrush.

Wen Yuan turned serious, took out a notebook, turned to the middle page, and handed it to Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming glanced at it, and suddenly saw his signature. He was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, it turned out that it was the name he left when he went to Chen Ji Pawnshop to register that day.

"Oh, I...was short of money and pawned my father's pocket watch."

"What kind of pocket watch?"

"Hmm...golden." Lu Yiming recalled a little, dipped his index finger into the wine and traced the size on the table, "There is a group photo of my parents in it. It's been a checking account for half a year..." He paused, feeling something was wrong, and raised his head Looking at Wen Yuan, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yuan hesitated, "Are you sure you are not dead?"

"Of course not. At that time, I was just... really short of money..." Lu Yiming vaguely mentioned the matter of using the pawn money to gamble, "What happened to the watch?"

"There is no such watch in the Chen family." Wen Yuan said firmly, "I counted it myself on the spot." He was always careful, making sure that he would not miss a single thread, let alone a gold watch.

Lu Yiming looked up in surprise.

"Perhaps someone in the Chen residence broke the rules and secretly sold the pawned things. Then you can ask for more money from the real Chen Jinzhi." Wen Yuan comforted him.

But what I think in my heart is that there are more expensive things on the list than this one, and there is nothing missing, but I just lost this watch. I don't know if it is a coincidence.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the wind was cold.

It seems that when the wind is about to blow, it has forgotten that winter has passed and spring has entered.

Lu Yiming carried the birdcage and returned home half drunk, his cheeks were slightly flushed whether it was from the alcohol or from the cold wind.

Sister Chen came up to meet the beautiful thrush, her expression changed slightly, but she didn't say anything, she just fetched water for Lu Yiming to wash him well.

Lu Yiming wiped his face hastily, then fell down on his couch and fell asleep.

She slept lightly, and dreamed a lot in the middle of it, but it was fragmented, and when she opened her eyes again, she forgot all of them.

Glancing out of the window, it was still night, but the moon had already hung on the branches at some point.

A black shadow sat motionless on a branch.

If Lu Yiming hadn't been familiar with this figure, he might have thought it was a piece of black cloth hanging there.

"Ah Jin, Ah Jin." Lu Yiming sat up, leaned on the window sill and called a few times.

Sure enough, the black shadow on the tree shook, jumped down steadily, and slowly approached the window.

Then, he put his hands on the window sill, silently looking down at Lu Yiming who was shrouded in the moonlight, as if he was waiting for Lu Yiming to say something.

Lu Yiming just patted the bed, raised his face and smiled slightly, the moonlight fell in his eyes, as if shattered in a clear river.

"Come in and chat with Dad for a while."

Usually when he called himself father, Ah Jin would secretly roll his eyes.

But at this moment Ajin was inexplicably dazed for some reason, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stretched his hands, and easily turned in from the window.

Lu Yiming lay down again with his hands on his pillow, and babbled about buying the thrush for a while, "Say, what's the best name for it?"

"casual."

Kim Poro replied casually.

He lay on his side and stared at Lu Yiming's jade-colored side face, couldn't help being a little surprised: Where did that monster surnamed Hua go?

If it was said that the evildoer suddenly found himself leaving quietly with conscience, he would definitely not believe it.

After all, this matter is a bit strange.

but……

He looked at Lu Yiming who was still thinking about it to himself, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It was always better than Hua Moyan that this person could come back.

A heartless fool is naturally much better than a monster of unknown origin.

Lu Yiming suddenly turned his eyes, glanced at Kim Poro, and met Kim Poro's gaze.

The moonlight poured out from his eyes, making Kimporo startled slightly.

"How about calling Tianqing?"

"?"

"The color of sky blue, isn't it bad, haha, this artistic conception, most people can never imagine it." Lu Yiming pointed to the thrush bird.

Standing in the cage, Thrush had fallen asleep wearily.

The feathers on its back seem to be shrouded in a light blue halo under the moon.

Ah Jin blurted out: "As long as you like it."

What does it matter what a bird is called?

Whether it is called Ah Qing or Ah Lan, it is just a bird in a cage anyway.

Lu Yiming slowly approached Ah Jin, stared straight into his eyes, and murmured: "Your eyeballs..."

A Jin's heart moved, and his mind froze for some reason.

"Looking at it from the backlight, it looks like Ah Hei. It's pitch black, with a little light shining through it." Lu Yiming continued.

Ah Hei?

Ah Jin remembered that Lu Yiming had said that it was a dog that Lu Yiming raised when he was a child.

Ah Jin rolled his eyes.

Tsk, it's a sight to behold.

Lu Yiming suddenly said again: "Ah Jin, if in the future... I don't have money to buy you gold, will you eat people?"

Kimporo was a little funny, why did you ask this again?What is so delicious about human flesh?

He snorted coldly: "Don't eat."

"You really don't want to eat?"

"It depends on your mood." Kimporo said impatiently.

"I've eaten venison and tiger meat... but I haven't eaten human meat. I don't know what it tastes like." Lu Yiming chuckled and fell into memories, "I used to raise one besides Ah Hei..."

A jerk of his right hand interrupted his thoughts.

Lu Yiming raised his right hand suspiciously, looked at his palm, and clenched his fist, but found nothing unusual.

Could it be that I got cramps from carrying the birdcage today?It's not too much, and it's not heavy.

"I raised..." Lu Yiming was about to continue the story, but his right hand twitched violently involuntarily.

Huh?

Before he could react, his right hand had lost his will, and he grabbed Kimporo's left wrist, and quickly touched it along the arm muscle line of that left hand, all the way to the earlobe.

Kimporo frowned.

Lu Yiming has always loved to pet him on his back like a dog, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried, it was really disgusting.

The angrier he was, the happier Lu Yiming was.

If he wasn't angry, Lu Yiming would feel bored instead, and he would naturally restrain himself a lot.

Lao Wang was often teased by Lu Yiming, but Lao Wang had a good temper, and Lu Yiming soon got tired of playing with him, so naturally he didn't tease him much.

So, after finding out about Lu Yiming's evil taste, Jinpoluo tried his best to suppress the disgust in his heart, and let him touch his arm to his earlobe, and then slide down from his earlobe along his jawline...

Hmph, I just need to eat a steady stream of bad luck, and a fool sends it to my door. It's not in vain, so what's the point of being a plaything for the time being?

Anyway, it's not me who suffers anyway.

Lu Yiming stared blankly at his right hand moving up and down uncontrollably, and the fear in his heart piled up little by little.

How is this going?

This hand... is actually moving by itself?

He wanted to pull back his right hand, but his right hand seemed to have another opinion, and it didn't listen to his orders at all, and stroked happily on Kim Poro's body.

Lu Yiming's eyes widened, remembering that he still had his left hand, he quickly grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, trying to grab his right hand back.

Seeing that his hands were sticky and about to climb down, Jinpoluo's chest was getting more and more angry. He used to just rub his head and touch his back, but now... he really dared to open the dyeing room if he gave some dyes!

The hand that was strangling was about to be thrown away, but the hand was suddenly pulled away.

Looking up, I saw Lu Yiming struggling to hold his right wrist with his left hand, as if his right hand was in great pain.

In doubt, the right hand suddenly slipped out of Lu Yiming's left hand and raised.

"Snapped!"

Kimporo received a slap on the left cheek.

Jin Poluo covered his face, let out a low growl, and looked at Lu Yiming in disbelief with anger.

Lu Yiming was stunned, and was about to say that his right hand didn't listen, but he felt his right hand lighten.

Bowing his head, his right hand was able to expand and contract freely again, regaining control.

The inexplicable power just now disappeared.

Huh huh? !

Before he could figure it out, Kim Poro jumped out of the window with a bang and disappeared.

In the darkness, the surroundings were clearly quiet, but Lu Yiming clearly heard a voice laughing wantonly.

"——hahahahaha! This slap is wonderful! It took my revenge. Happy, so happy!"

This voice was not made by ordinary people with a fleshy voice, but it echoed in Lu Yiming's brain.

Lu Yiming was terrified, looked around, but saw no one, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

After a long time, the voice sounded coolly:

"—Who am I, can't you guess, Young Master Lu?"

Lu Yiming heard similar words in this house last time.

His feet were a little weak, his throat was dry, and his voice became hoarse: "Are you... that donkey monster?"

"What kind of donkey monster, it sounds so ugly." The voice laughed, "Remember, grandpa, my name is Hua Moyan."

"Where are you?!" Lu Yiming jumped off the floor and shouted. He frantically lit up all the candlesticks and coal lamps in the room, making the room full of warm light.

He looked under the bed, under the table, opened all the drawers, and even turned the mattress in a mess, but saw nothing.

"Where?! Where?!" Lu Yiming yelled like crazy.

He obviously wiped the table countless times that day, and washed his hands too...

After a while, he heard Hua Moyan laughing:

"Of course I'm in your skin, Young Master Lu."

The author has something to say: This volume will justify the identity of Ah Jin's heroine!