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Chapter 69 Cases 5-14

Finally discharged from the hospital, Cheng Mo stayed in the bathroom for about 10 minutes, until Lu Yuanzhe knocked on the door, afraid that he would faint in the bathroom before coming out.

Just like that, he was still quite reluctant, and said with emotion: "It's a pity that I can't take a bath."

"It's a pity that I can't swim, right?" Lu Yuanzhe teased, just as he was talking, he smiled, and when he entered his room, he saw the bedding that Lu Yuanzhe had piled on his bed.

"The doctor ordered that you should be closely observed for two days after you leave the hospital." Lu Yuanzhe explained solemnly, "Besides, the night light you turned on while sleeping alone is too bright, won't it damage your eyesight?"

"That's because playing with your mobile phones all day is more damaging to your eyesight." Cheng Mo smiled, gathered his quilt, and did not refuse.

They had developed a tacit understanding in the hospital. When Lu Yuanzhe connected the hair dryer, Cheng Mo naturally sat down beside him.Cheng Mo's hair is black and smooth, but not thinning, and feels very good to the touch. He has to rub it for a while each time, while Cheng Mo enjoys it with his eyes closed, and finally even leans against him.

"Go to bed early if you're tired, good night." He said softly, following the doctor's advice and arranging for Cheng Mo to go to bed early.

"Good night." Cheng Mo replied.

This seemed to be the first time he had climbed onto Cheng Mo's bed, and he had interrupted him the last few times.Thinking of this, the faint scent of shampoo from Cheng Mo's head wafted in his nostrils, and he began to fantasize again.

In the hospital, after Cheng Mo's condition improved, he washed Cheng Mo's hair several times and wiped his body several times. He picked up everything that should be seen, what should not be seen, what should be touched, and what should not be touched.Cheng Mo also closed his eyes at that time, letting him play with it carefully, shy and comfortable, like his little pet.

Cheng Li always slips away early every time, never being a light bulb, he is really a caring brother.

He was thinking about Cheng Mo's body, and Cheng Mo wriggled out of his quilt and got into his quilt.It was still the familiar small stove, warm to the touch.

"Last time and last time you left me here." Cheng Mo was still holding grudges.

"En." Lu Yuanzhe responded, feeling that Cheng Mo's body was getting closer and closer. Although he had been in the hospital for more than half a month, he didn't gain weight at all, and he could still feel his ribs clearly.He didn't dare to touch it, for fear of pressing on Cheng Mo's wound.

"If you cooperate this time, you won't have to move back." Cheng Mo carefully turned over and slipped into his arms.

He came, he came, he came, and he came with his own routine.Lu Yuanzhe couldn't control his expression, he wrapped his body around Cheng Mo honestly, but was quickly defeated by his own face: "No, you didn't keep the agreement, and you promised not to seek death for a hundred days."

Cheng Mo froze in his arms, then raised his head to look at him.

There was only a little moonlight outside the window, but Cheng Mo happened to be in the light, and his expression was very clear.

It was only then that he realized that what Cheng Mo wanted to say was not about romance, but to test his feelings about breaking his promise this time.

Cheng Mo held his face and leaned close to him, kissed him, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I missed the appointment. I knew you must care about it. I will start my review tomorrow, and I will report to you when I am done. Report."

Before he could speak, Cheng Mo explained again like last time: "Young master has a reason for sending me a message. It irritated me a bit, so I was impulsive. I won't do it next time, so don't be angry."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, and Lu Yuanzhe couldn't say "I'm not angry anymore" in his throat, and wanted to send himself to the crematorium to be fully cooked.

He could only feel the fragrance of the shower gel wafting into his heart, and rubbed the back of his finger against Cheng Mo's back just like in the hospital.This guy probably has a mild skin hunger/thirst that quickly relaxes under his touch.

Cheng Mo hadn't fully recovered yet, his body was weak, and he soon fell asleep.He was left alone to toss and turn in his heart, and he could only be in his heart, not daring to wake Cheng Mo up.

"..." He comforted himself, he is a good man.

·

Although he was arranged to rest at home for a week, Cheng Mo started to read the relevant materials of the Deng Boxuan case the next day. Except for sitting on the bed, it seemed no different from being in the office.

Seeing that he was still making up lessons at ten o'clock, Lu Yuanzhe entered the room with a glass of water, and finally complained to him: "You don't work all day, so you're so busy, don't you?"

"I can't think of anything that Song Quan can't remember." Cheng Mo was rather unwilling, "Then this case can only be related to me."

"Although I really don't want to stimulate you to recall the relevant content of the case at this time, I think it is." Lu Yuanzhe handed him a glass of warm water and watched him take the medicine, "It may not be the same day, think about it, Did you see anything you shouldn't have seen during the few days you were in disguise, such as the scene of the man in black trading, the man in black feeding APTX4869 to Conan and so on."

"No." Cheng Mo had obviously stroked his head several times, put down the water glass and retracted under the quilt, "Unless there are some gangsters I beat up."

"Or your beauty has convinced them and made them interested in you." Lu Yuanzhe joked, "In fact, the young master likes you in women's clothing, and wants to snatch you back to be Mrs. Yazhai."

"How is that possible." Cheng Mo gave him a sideways glance, and returned to his combing, "Actually, I didn't meet many people in those few days. I deliberately avoided the crowd and walked just to let Song Quan follow up. Chance, but..."

Having said that, he came back to his senses and jumped up from the bed: "I know!"

This blow finally touched the wound, he gasped, and almost fell off the bed.

"Hey!" Lu Yuanzhe held him up, and was taken aback by him, "Don't get excited! You'll be hospitalized if you're excited!"

He held his wound and took a long time to calm down, but enduring the pain, he still finished his sentence: "A few seconds before I caught Song Quan, I met a man at the corner, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a T-shirt , at that time Song Quan..."

"Calm down." Lu Yuanzhe patted him on the back to make him relax, for fear that his wound would burst open and he would have to go to the hospital to suffer again.

He took a deep breath, he was much calmer this time, and finally finished the second half of the sentence: "When Song Quan came out, he ran away. I thought it was because he had nothing to do with himself and went first. Do you mean something else?"

"Why didn't I see that person?" Lu Yuanzhe was surprised, and couldn't remember seeing other people that day, "What did he look like?"

"It's too dark, I didn't see it clearly." Cheng Mo shook his head, rested for a while covering his ribs, and wanted to get off the bed, "We're going to the old city now, maybe there will be some clues."

"Let me go. I know what you're talking about. At worst, I'll make a video call to you." Lu Yuanzhe persuaded.

Cheng Mo didn't care about his arrangements, he had already started digging out the clothes at the door. He could only grab Cheng Mo's clothes and put them on for Cheng Mo: "I knew I shouldn't have told you."

·

To dig out the clues of the banquet, you should be more cautious. Lu Yuanzhe called the police assistant in the jurisdiction to accompany him, and everyone went to the corner where Song Quan was caught at that time.Cheng Mo looked around for a while, compared the location again, and locked on the second unit of the house on the left.

This is an area to be demolished. Eight out of ten households have no one. This house seems to be particularly old, and the entire unit is empty.

Although the property has recorded the information of each household, it is very difficult to contact each household at night. They can only judge which households may have passed through the dust in the corridors.

After a search, I found that although it didn't look like a trace of fireworks, there were still people who came here often, at least for a month.

Following the traces of dust in the corridor, they climbed all the way to the sixth floor. The door locks and door handles of each building have been touched by others, and they have obviously been rubbed by others.

"This is the right place." Lu Yuanzhe stopped at the door of 601 confidently.

"Why this one?" Cheng Mo stood beside him and watched, but he didn't see any difference.

"There is a notice posted downstairs. This company is in arrears with the electricity bill and has already cut off the electricity. Someone must have done something recently." Lu Yuanzhe laughed.

While the assistant policeman was still looking around, he touched the back of his head, took out the master key and tried a few times.The old-fashioned door was quickly opened for him.

"Ah, the door is not locked." He opened his eyes and said nonsense, and pushed the door open with gloves on, signaling for others not to follow in.

The room was empty, all the furniture had been removed and cleaned, and there was a smell of disinfectant.

"He knew we were coming, so he moved and cleaned in advance." Cheng Mo stood at the door watching, and didn't enter the house immediately.But there is nothing in the house, and you can see it clearly from the door.

"Of course, we will find Deng Boxuan's suicidal questions sooner or later." Lu Yuanzhe began to take pictures of every part of the house, and only after recording them completely did he call the bureau. Not only did he call for a trace inspection, but he also notified narcotics squad.

"Can you find the owner?" Cheng Mo asked the police assistant.

"Let me ask." The assistant policeman retreated to the other end of the corridor holding his mobile phone.

Cheng Mo came in after he finished filming.The entire two-bedroom and one-living room were empty, and even the stove was removed and taken away, as if the rough house had been restored.

There was nothing to see in the living room, so he and Lu Yuanzhe walked around the corner together, and finally stopped in the bedroom together.

"Maybe it's not a drug exchange, but something else." Lu Yuanzhe squatted down and looked at the height engraved on the wall, "It's so important. I've been looking for you for half a year. Could it be the young master's house?"

"Will he be born here, and has he grown up to this age?" Cheng Mo asked with a frown, counting the traces one by one, "He's in his teens, almost...it's the year when the banquet will be served, with the financial resources of the banquet , will you live here?"

"Maybe I can't bear to part with the old house." Lu Yuanzhe felt that his childhood family background should not be judged by his current appearance, "Or the house of grandparents or grandparents? The old man is a little reluctant to move out."

"Yeah." Cheng Mo nodded.Apart from his height, he couldn't find any other traces of the child's life, and there was no guarantee that he lived here often.

"Why is there no date?" Lu Yuanzhe complained, "If you know your birthday, it might be easier to handle."

"Yeah." Cheng Mo knelt on one knee in front of the height line and glanced at the number, "It's taller than when I was a child, but it may not be the same age."

Lu Yuanzhe glanced at the part where his index finger was compared, and keenly captured the position of 9 years old. Something must have happened to Cheng Mo and his mother 14 years ago, and it was related to the young master, but Cheng Mo was still unwilling to say.

Looking up and thinking for a moment, looking at the mottled ceiling, he suddenly frowned and paused: "It's not that...you can't know his birthday?"

"Huh?" Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the marks on the wall again.

"Let's assume that he did come here every year for his birthday to make gestures." Lu Yuanzhe looked closely at the notches, "Every one is carved deep and even. Does it feel that the texture of the wall is softer than it is now?"

"Yeah." Cheng Mo nodded, such a wall is carved so deep with a knife, it is very likely that a large piece will be planed off.

"So it's the season of returning tide and water leakage." Lu Yuanzhe commented, and looked up at the shadow left by years of water on the ceiling, "June to August."

"It's possible." Cheng Mo agreed.

"Let's wait for A Yu to appraise the details, maybe there will be new discoveries." Lu Yuanzhe stood up, took a deep breath, and looked around the room again, "Okay, I brought it to the other party's lair ahead of time."

"I don't know yet." Cheng Mo glanced at him, not so optimistic.

"Anyway, it's important evidence. What's it called in the story, the counterattack moment." Lu Yuanzhe smiled, full of confidence, "Why do you think he was so unlucky to meet a criminal nemesis like you?"

"Do more unrighteousness." Cheng Mo speculated, and this time there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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