Officer Xiang and Mumu

170 release pressure

I saw that he had a lot to explain, so I helped him sit down and hugged him, after all, that posture would tire people out.But he didn't know whether it was for safety reasons or what, he insisted on sitting on the side to keep a distance from me.

"Three years ago, didn't Luo Jun want to blow up the Tao Juli community?"

"I remember, you replaced the explosives with fireworks, right?"

"That kid is quite naive, but if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't know you, Officer Xiang."

"It's an honor! But why didn't you stand in front of me? It made me miss you for three years."

He was amused by me, and he looked out of the car window, his face was covered with a layer of purple light by the light of the street lamp, and the deep eyes behind the lens were like a pool of deep springs, "Because, I don't know if you are trustworthy or not I didn't plan to do anything at first, but I met you a few times inadvertently, of course, it was only from a distance. You seem to be very busy all the time, and you have to run to various crime scenes."

"But I didn't expect to meet you in that place."

The place Ling Yunmu mentioned was a small tattoo parlor in an alley.Locals know there are other special deals besides tattoos.

The proprietress is in her 30s, with a mature charm. She wears a cheongsam with slits, revealing a line of thighs that provokes hormones.

It was getting dark early in the winter evening, Ling Yunmu walked into the alley to buy cheap stationery.The stationery shop was almost face to face with the tattoo shop. He accidentally glanced at the mirror in the shop, and a black figure flashed into the tattoo shop. His tall and straight figure looked exactly like the captain of the criminal police!

How could he go to that kind of place?Is it for handling a case?

Ling Yunmu was extremely curious, he lingered and was unwilling to leave, so he waited at the entrance of an alley where he could see the tattoo shop, and no one noticed him.

An hour later, the man came out. Although Ling Yunmu was wearing a hat and a mask, and Ling Yunmu was still deeply short-sighted, he still thought it should be him.I followed him from a distance until I saw him get on the Grand Cherokee, and I was sure that it was the captain of the criminal police.

The incarnation of justice would actually do such a dirty thing?Sure enough, the police can't be trusted, right?

About a week later, Ling Yunmu discovered that the captain of the criminal police visited the tattoo parlor again!

Ling Yunmu was disturbed by his discovery. After careful consideration, he decided to investigate as a customer.Holding the 300 yuan he had saved from living frugally, he saw the proprietress just in time.Seeing that he was young and handsome, the proprietress thought she had picked up a huge bargain.It's not that this place has never received middle school students. Those young people who have nowhere to vent their youthful restlessness are much better than middle-aged and fat old men.

"Do you want a tattoo or a massage?"

Ling Yunmu looked at the door in the inner room, and the proprietress knew it immediately, and she twisted and twisted to lead him in, but Ling Yunmu stopped in the room and did not go to the basement.

He pretended to be calm and said, "You don't have to do anything, I'll buy some news."

It was the first time the proprietress met this kind of customer, and when she saw him handing over 300 yuan, she accepted it bluntly, "What do you want to know?"

"The man who came over last Saturday, what is he doing here?"

The raised lips of the landlady stopped, and she became vigilant: "Why are you asking this?"

"Is it a tattoo or a massage?"

The proprietress lit a cigarette, probably thinking about the pros and cons, and said, "My kid, take the money back. If you ask about an ordinary person, I can talk to you a little bit. I can't help you with this." The money was pushed back, but Ling Yunmu didn't take it.

"Massage?" Ling Yunmu guessed by himself, and paid attention to the expression of the proprietress. Seeing her disdain, he knew that he had guessed wrong.

Although the proprietress didn't answer him directly, she intentionally or unintentionally took out a silver needle from the brocade box, "Do you know what this is?"

"Acupuncture?"

"Survival is not easy. Don't look at me opening this shop, in fact, my father is an old Chinese doctor, and his acupuncture techniques are very good. I am his only heir."

Ling Yunmu looked at the silver needle shining with cold light, and quickly thought about its use in his mind.

"Acupuncture is aligned, it can release pressure. Do you understand?"

release stress?Ling Yunmu didn't understand.

171 release pressure 2

"If I told you, my store wouldn't need to open." The proprietress put the money back into Ling Yunmu's hand, and pushed him out the door.

"I thought about it later, Officer Xiang, the only pressure you need to release is violence." Ling Yunmu still looked out the window, thinking about the past, and found that he was really young and ignorant back then, and dared to follow a criminal police captain alone.

And the captain of the criminal police is sitting next to him now, and they have become such a close relationship.

I have been looking at him with a smile, seeing his expression that is not very good at changing, seeing his embarrassment in not daring to look at me, seeing his vaguely different feelings when he thinks about the past, and my heart is full of tenderness.

"Come here, Mumu."

Gathering up his courage, he finally turned his face away, and after thinking for a while, he put his hand on my palm, and I pulled him into my arms with all my strength.

"Ah..." He snorted, twisting his waist due to discomfort, his voice was hoarse and soft, "Officer Xiang, I want to eat ice cream."

"Stay."

"I'm going to eat now."

"What should I do if I'm stressed?" I buried my head in biting his protruding Adam's apple, seeing that his neck was red and cramped, his body temperature was hot and hot, and there was a strong signal igniting, "Ah... you have to help me release the pressure. "

"No... please respect yourself, this is the street!"

"Then let's change places."

The Haagen-Dazs store is extraordinarily luxurious, Ling Yunmu looked at the high-end store decoration, and asked in a low voice with a guilty conscience: "Officer Xiang, do you still have any money?"

I touched the phone, a little panicked, "It's gone."

"Then let's go to the supermarket to buy ice cream."

It seemed that it was specially set up for me. A young man in a neat suit appeared out of nowhere. Holding a contract, he said solemnly: "Mr. Xiang, as long as you sign here, the whole store will It’s all yours, otherwise, your account balance is not enough to consume a Haagen-Dazs package.”

Save me? !I looked at him, and felt that this face was quite familiar, "The one who opened Momo? You saved me last time?"

He pushed the glasses frame, "Xiang Shao, my name is Duan Yiyang."

Ling Yunmu looked at him and then at me, blinked, he didn't know what was going on in his little head.

I said oh, the dementia has finally recovered, "It turned out to be you."

"Officer Xiang, let's go." Ling Yunmu took my hand to leave, he seemed a little unhappy.

I smiled: "Fool, for you, it is worth going bankrupt."

"You don't have to go bankrupt, I don't ask too much, just a small shop will do."

"No."

I opened the WeChat group, and shouted in the circle where a bunch of rich second generations gathered, the sound of money transfers rang out one after another, and the sound of cursing followed.

[Fuck, how can I sell two thousand?At least borrow one hundred and eighty thousand! 】This Parkinson's transfer is 880...

【Thank you for what happened last time, it’s not a respect. 】[-] transfers...

[Xiang Shao is at the end of his rope or what?Send the position, brothers, go there immediately! 】

[I will lend you two thousand, remember to pay me back. 】

I collected two thousand, and said to Ling Yunmu who was stunned at the side: "Borrowing money is not a good habit, don't make an example."

Lawyer Duan's face was frozen like a wooden sculpture.

Austrian psychologist Adler said: "Lucky people are cured by childhood all their lives, and unlucky people are healed by childhood all their lives."

"Mumu, as long as you want to eat ice cream, I will satisfy you no matter where the weather is, whether it's cold or cold."

The author has something to say:

The sequel "Xiangyang Zhimu" is in advance.

In order to keep up with Xiang Yuan's footsteps, Ling Yunmu, who graduated from the Psychology Department of Normal University, officially started a life of cheating with multiple personalities!

How about a husband and wife starting a detective agency together? (tentative)

The main receiver, No.1 is called the angle of view.

Ask for advance receipt, please advance receipt, for advance receipt!