roommate too messy

Sitting in front of the computer and working on it all morning, the stylus in his hand couldn't draw a satisfactory result. Yemu pushed the hand-painted tablet away in frustration, leaned back in the chair, and sighed, feeling very tired.

She closed her eyes and didn't know how long she had rested, so she simply stood up, took the key and went out.

"Can I have a breakfast sandwich?" Chen Yuan, who rented her side bed, was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, which was part of the original contract.

Ye Mu shook his head, "No, I'll go out."

Before Chen Yuan had time to ask her to wait for 2 minutes, the door was already closed.She looked helplessly at the two sandwiches, and was going to put one in the refrigerator as a snack when she was hungry.

The sun outside the house was a little bright, which seemed to be a good weather. Yemu pressed the elevator, his mind was confused for a while, and then he walked out of the world she was painting, and the elevator arrived just in time.

Going out of the building, walking on the path, passing by those old people carrying Tai Chi swords, Ye Mu suddenly wanted to practice Tai Chi, so he turned around and followed behind those people, emptied his head and didn't think about anything, and walked along People flow away.

There is a park nearby, but the old people went to the Martyrs Garden about half an hour away.Yemu paused twice before climbing up a hundred or so steps, shaking his head secretly, the result of lack of exercise.

When you go up the steps, you will find a circular open space with a diameter of about several hundred meters. Outside the monument of the Martyrs Garden stands opposite, and behind the monument is a hillside. You can climb over it and go down from the other end.On the edge of the open space is a row of one-story houses, with signs such as the Office of the Martyrs' Garden Management Department hanging.

Yemu knew this place, but he hadn't been here much. Today was his first time here, and he found that there seemed to be a lot of people here for morning exercises. Apart from the old men just now, there was also a dancer and a few people walking around in circles. Young people, and men and women sitting on the steps in front of the office chatting.

She doesn't know Tai Chi, doesn't have Tai Chi sword, and doesn't know aerobics, so she walks in the open space like those people walking in circles.Not to mention, after walking for two laps, the whole person feels refreshed, but her legs will go weak from time to time, and she even wonders if she has entered the state of old age and osteoporosis in advance.

When the female P is hurt, should he follow the routine and come to the female p to save people, or counterattack and give the villain a big victory?Wouldn't it be too suspenseful if he was rescued?But if the villain is allowed to win, it would be amazing. If the female P is killed, hehe, she is almost dying, right?But, I really want to kill him, what should I do?

While walking, Yemu was thinking about the manga she got stuck in the bottleneck period.Yes, she is a vagrant who specializes in drawing lily comics, and has a cartoonist who has been complained by readers and has a pseudonym that is as pornographic as the content.

"Shortbread, fresh Cantonese-style shortbread." A woman carrying a pole came up and yelled, holding the rope of the hanging basket with one hand and putting the other on the shoulder pole.

"Boss, is your information reliable?" The woman sitting on the steps outside the office stared closely at everyone in the open space, and whispered to the man beside her.

The man coughed twice, pretending to drink water, "The informant said that Big Yu passed here today, and he likes to buy two durian-flavored shortbread in the morning." Just now, "There is a situation, and all units are paying attention."

The person near the shortbread is none other than Yemu who didn't have time to eat breakfast when he went out in the morning. After walking around here a few times, he was a little hungry. Although he doesn't like shortbread very much, it's better than nothing, "Two."

The peddler put down the pole calmly, "What flavor do you want? There are five kernels, sesame, and durian."

Yemu: "Durian."

The peddler put his left hand to his ear and repeated: "You want two durian-flavored shortbread, right?"

Ye Mu, who was staring at the shortbread, nodded. Seeing that she hadn't tried to pretend, she raised her head in doubt. At this moment, the boss who received the information just now had already given an order. Several people circled around, and the one sitting on the steps The men and women rushed over with lightning speed, and detained Ye Mu who looked dazed.

Those old men who practiced Tai Chi all hid aside, discussing a lot.

Before Ye Mu came back to her senses, she had already been put on a coat, handcuffed and taken away. She just entered the police station in such a daze, until she was sitting in the interrogation room and was turned on by a lamp. She instinctively Close your eyes and stretch out your hands to block the light, only then did you come back to your senses.

"What's your name?" It was the woman who pretended to be selling shortbread who asked the question. Seeing that she didn't answer, she slammed the book on the table, stood up and leaned towards her, "Aren't you talking?"

Ye Mu raised his eyes and looked her up, the kind of eyes that looked from the beginning to the end.She has long hair in a ponytail, an oval face, and a shirt that wraps her body, making her appear to have a thin waist and chest, and her lower body is blocked by the table so she can't see clearly.Yemu raised her eyebrows. If she let her hair down, she would have the characteristics of a girl in her comics.

It's just too fierce. When he grabbed himself, he was so ruthless that he almost took off Ye Mu's arm.

She saw that Ye Mu's browsing eyes seemed to have some other meaning, and she felt goosebumps all over her body as if she was being stared at.I couldn't help shouting again: "Speak!"

Yemu folded his hands on his abdomen, and leaned against the back of the chair, as if he was looking for a comfortable position, and it took him a while to look over, "Wrong grasp."

"You said you caught the wrong one?" The woman walked around the table and walked to Yemu's side, "Honestly, why are you at the Martyrs' Garden?"

Yemu: "Morning exercise."

"It's been a month since I saw you go there today. Your morning exercise is really 'hardworking'."

Yemu replied solemnly: "It's the first time."

The woman sneered, "Do you like durian-flavored shortbread?"

Yemu nodded again.

"Let me tell you, who else is in the gang behind you? Where are they all? Where are your specific control points for selling sex? If you say it, there will be a chance for a reduced sentence. Otherwise..." The woman paused, then said While observing Ye Mu's reaction, he found that Ye Mu was too calm, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"Do you think I can't make you speak?" Si Mo, who is proficient in dealing with criminals, grasped Yemu's skirt familiarly, and stared at her with concentrated eyes. In the end, one second, two seconds, three seconds... For about a minute, Simo was staring at him with sore eyes, but the other party didn't respond.

Simo twisted his hands twice, gripping Yemu's skirt even tighter, a little restrained her, and then said: "Let go." But in a commanding tone, it really pissed Simo off. , "The temper is quite big, do you think you can go out casually after you come in?"

Of course, this is just a kind of intimidation, fancy questioning*.

However, it's useless.

Si Mo took advantage of the situation and raised his fist to beat her, "Si Mo." The boss suddenly yelled outside, and when Simo, who was wearing a headset, heard it, he shut up, gave Ye Mu a hard look, turned and went out, The door slammed loudly.

After coming out, Simo asked the boss, why not continue?

Su Wanyang glanced at her, "Si Mo, today...are you?" He made a motion and asked cryptically if she was on her period. He remembered his wife's days every month, and she would definitely be able to toss People, ordering and ordering him to half-death, are not satisfied.

Just like today's Simo, he felt something was wrong in peacetime.

Si Mo wiped his face dry, walked back and forth in the room with his hands on his hips, and heard Su Wanyang say again, "I think we may have really arrested the wrong person."

"She is so stubborn, even if she is not a criminal, she must not be a good person." Si Mo remembered the look in his eyes just now, frowned slightly, and subconsciously felt that the person sitting inside was a suspect.

Su Wanyang patted Simo on the shoulder, "Rest for a while, and watch later." He glanced at the interrogation room, and he could see the people inside through the one-way glass. He didn't seem nervous at all, let alone scared problem.

Generally, suspects will have a guilty conscience. After being yelled at twice in the interrogation room, those who are mentally weak will be recruited immediately, and even those with good psychological quality will start to relax after a period of time. However, he saw But it was a person who didn't change his face, and didn't even change the tone of his speech.

This kind of person is either a deep-level criminal, or... a crazy person.

Time passed by, and soon it was noon. Simo went to the cafeteria to eat, and was shouted by the boss to buy some boxed lunches to take with him. There was still one locked in the interrogation room.

"Sister Mo is back?"

Si Mo nodded, "Let's go eat." She changed colleagues to eat, and she was about to go in with a lunch box and a bottle of mineral water, when she heard two colleagues go out muttering, vaguely saying that the person inside kept silent. With that posture until now.Si Mo unscrewed the handle, went in and took a look, and it was true.

"It's time to eat." Simo put down his things, but she didn't respond.Looking up along her line of sight, the ceiling is nothing special. I was about to turn around and go out when I heard her speak.

Yemu: "Go to the bathroom."

Simo looked back at her, "Come on, I'll take you there."

All the way in silence, when they walked to the toilet, Ye Mu looked down at the handcuffs on his hands, and then at Simo, who snorted coldly, "Do you think you are acting in a movie? Uncuff the handcuffs and let you run?"

Who would have thought that Ye Mu raised his hand, which stunned Simo, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. Could it be that he asked her to help take off his pants? "You...you want me to take it off for you?"

Yemu: "Otherwise?"

The corner of Si Mo's mouth twitched, and she heard her say again: "Paper."

Simo: "..."

After taking a look at her, Simo pushed her into the disabled room, uncuffed one side of the handcuffs, hung them on the railing of the handrail, and stuffed the paper into her hand, "Fix it yourself."

Hearing a clattering sound, Si Mo outside the door looked at himself in the mirror, and inexplicably thought of some pictures that were not... ahem, colorful.She patted her cheek and told herself that as a police officer, how could she think wrongly!It's all because of Nizi's dishonesty. She showed Simo a comic book yesterday, saying it was the latest masterpiece of a certain master.

In the end, under Nizi's eager gaze, she turned to the first page. Damn it, it turned out that the two girls were having sex in the bathroom... so what.

Thinking of the man asking her to help take off his pants just now, Simo felt bad.

"Hey."

Simo turned his head, "Okay?"

Ye Mu hummed, Simo went to uncuff her, handcuffed her back, and when he was about to pull her out, Ye Mu turned around and bumped into her, so close that he even breathed together, Ye Mu Slightly taller than her, lowered his eyelids, and squeezed out two words: "Get out of the way."

Simo: "What are you doing? Don't try to play tricks, go back."

Ye Mu frowned: "Wash your hands."

Si Mo was embarrassed, his eyes seemed to say that you don't wash your hands after going to the toilet?After Yemu had finished washing her hands, she walked back without Si Mo yelling, and started eating consciously.

Si Mo stood outside and watched her pick out the onions bit by bit, and then the mushrooms, and couldn't help but click twice.