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Wu Wen's face turned purple all over, his whole body twitched, his neck stiffened, he vomited and diarrhea, and made the whole car stink. It looked like he had been poisoned.

Xiang Jiuru frowned and held his breath in disgust, felt his pulse, "I can't die, just take some decoction to clear the intestines, sleep for two days and you'll be fine."

Wei Jingou asked, "What kind of poison is this?"

"A kind of insect secretion, maybe I accidentally touched it, and ate it without washing my hands..." Xiang Jiuru said halfway, and found that everyone's eyes were wrong, so she shrugged and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?" Suspect me? I wanted to poison him to make him unlucky, but neither Dong Tan nor I had a chance to get in touch with him."

Qiu Zhengxia peed back as he wished, pinched his nose and poked his head, Han Bei grabbed the back of his neck and warned: "Did you see? The consequence of not washing your hands after eating."

Qiu Zhengxia was stunned: "If you don't wash your hands, your life is in danger. Is this road called Washing Slope?"

Everyone knows the truth. People come and go on this road every day. I have never heard of anyone who was poisoned on the way because he didn't wash his hands after eating. Wu Wenquan must have been poisoned.But there is no evidence, the master and apprentice of the Xiang family did not get close to Wu Wenquan, and Wei Jingou was not easy to get angry, so he gave Xiang Dongtan a gloomy look, "Stay in a small county town for one night, Liu Lan, you get up early tomorrow, Take the car to a wash and get on the road."

The man named Liu Zhen has no words from the beginning to the end. He has an old-fashioned face, aged between 28 and 38, tall but not strong, with thin shoulders and narrow waist, arms, legs and feet are slightly longer than ordinary people, and he has shaved green skin. Thick eyebrows, small eyes, no difference between open and closed.Since he couldn't see his eyeballs, it was difficult to tell where he was looking, but the corners of his mouth were naturally upturned, like a smiling arhat.

When Wu Wenquan was poisoned, Liu Zhen was not asked to feel his pulse, but Xiang Jiuru was used, which shows that he is not skilled in medicine, so it can be deduced by the method of elimination that he does not know how to make and detoxify, and his skill is to configure explosives.Han Bei frowned, and complained in his heart: I can sneak into the tomb raiding team for a rookie like me, and the lynx will definitely not miss it. Who the hell is he?

"Master Han," Na Liu Zhen said abruptly, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"

"Ah? I, I..." Han Bei was caught off guard and retorted, "Do I have it?"

"Wen Quan is poisoned, everyone is looking at him, but you have been looking at me since you got off the car, am I that good-looking?" Liu Zhen's voice was surprisingly hoarse and obscure.

"Ha, I'm so sorry." Han Bei regained his composure and nonsense calmly, "This gentleman is like a friend of mine. I unconsciously compared you with him, so I took a few extra glances. It's really rude. Yes, sorry."

"Like your friend?"

Han Bei said nonsense: "A college classmate, I haven't seen him since graduation, you really look like him, those eyes, those eyebrows..." Xin said: It's amazing that the eyes can be as small as yours.

"It must be very interesting to meet Young Master Han's classmates." Apparently, Liu Zhen also thought so deeply, smiled heartily, cupped his hands, and opened the car door, "See you in the county."

Han Bei forced a smile resentfully: "See you in the county."

Qiu Zhengxia rested his chin on his shoulder, pouted: "My boy, why did you strike up a conversation with him?"

"Didn't you see that it was him who struck up a conversation with me?" Han Bei turned around and walked to his car.

"Then why did he strike up a conversation with you?"

"I'm tall, rich and handsome." Han Bei thought it was funny when he said this himself, and flicked his forehead, "Walk well, don't cling to me."

A group of people lived in a guest house in a nearby small county, and opened several standard rooms, one for Xiang's master and apprentice, one for Wei Jingou and Liu Lan, and one for Liu Zhen and Zhou Wangyan. Because of his identity, he resolutely kicked Qiu Zhengxia and took the only so-called "presidential suite" in the small guest house.

Qiu Zhengxia had no choice but to share a room with Wu Wenquan.After Xiang Jiuru stayed, he prescribed a few traditional Chinese medicines. Wei Jingou asked Liu Lan to go to a small clinic in the county to buy them, and boiled water to feed Wu Wenquan.

Han Bei didn't answer what the people in the next room were busy with, and didn't care to inquire. The conditions in the "Presidential Suite" were harsh. He took a shower, and as soon as he put on foam, there was no hot water. Fortunately, it was late summer, so it wasn't too cold, and he didn't mind too much. He just took a shower, wrapped the towel around, and prepared sleep.

Opening the bathroom door, Han Bei nearly vomited out a mouthful of blood!Qiu Zhengxia was shirtless and wearing a pair of low-waisted jeans, lying down on the big bed, covering his face shyly with a pair of shorts and singing: "Sweet and delicate flowers, wait for my brother to pick them~"

"How did you get in?" Han Bei rushed to the door to check the lock.

"Climb the window." Qiu Zhengxia pointed to the window: "I found you after climbing two rooms."

"Everyone sleeps separately, why are you looking for me?" Han Bei sat on the bed, looking for a hair dryer.

"I thought I could sleep with you tonight. I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Qiu Zhengxia fiddled with his towel.

Han Bei opened his hand and tightened the bath towel: "If you tease me again, I will assume that you are courting me."

Qiu Zhengxia was overwhelmed with joy and surprise: "You stupid dead ghost, you just found out now?"

Han Bei: "..."

Qiu Zhengxia held his face together: "My wish since childhood was to marry into a wealthy family."

"Get out of here." Han Bei cursed at each other,

Qiu Zhengxia put away his playful face, and said seriously: "Okay, I'm not joking with you, I think this group of people is very dangerous, you have to be careful."

"Didn't you pimp me, you trash?" Han Bei retorted: "I have no skills, and you pushed me into this wolf's den."

Qiu Zhengxia walked to the window, opened the curtains, made sure no one was eavesdropping, turned around and lowered his voice solemnly: "Who do you think Wu Wenquan poisoned?"

"Xiang Jiuru? Or Xiangdongtan. When we didn't notice..."

Qiu Zhengxia's eyes were cold: "It's possible that Wu Wenquan did it himself."

Han Bei was startled: "Why?"

"I suspect that he also has clues from Yunnan people, and he wants to get rid of the golden cicada's shell." Qiu Zhengxia pouted towards the window: "I crawled over to look for you just now, and passed by Zhou Wangyan's room. Wei Jingou is also there. They are discussing about keeping Wu Wenquan tomorrow. Not delaying the trip, just in line with his wishes."

Han Bei lowered his eyes to hide the unavoidable astonishment in his eyes: This kid is so smart, could it be that he installed those bugs in my house?

"Bebe, what do you think of my reasoning?"

"It makes sense." Han Bei asked without beginning or end: "Zheng Xia, what major did you study in university?"

Qiu Zhengxia was stunned: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Just ask if you think about it." Han Bei asked casually, opening drawers and cabinets to look for hair dryers everywhere: If you majored in machinery, it is very likely that he made the bug.

"I only finished nine years of compulsory education."

Han Bei straightened up and looked at him: "Liar."

Qiu Zhengxia pouted: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can ask my godfather."

"Uh... are you godfather?"

"The 99th generation head of the Maoshan School," Qiu Zhengxia said sadly, "He is also poor. When I was young, he picked up trash to feed me..."

"Tsk..." Han Bei suddenly felt so sad: "Okay, I get it, don't look at me with that expression, I know you are pitiful, I will treat you better in the future. By the way, what did we talk about just now? If Your inference is correct, what should we do? We can't let him succeed."

"Are you reminding Wei Jingou tomorrow?"

"Isn't it suitable?" Han Bei hesitated: "Wei Jingou is very scheming, will he be on guard?"

Qiu Zhengxia asked back: "He knows that Wu Wenquan knows about the Yunnan people, of course he will be on guard, but what if he doesn't know that Wu Wenquan knows about the Yunnan people?"

"Do you know, are you jingle?" Han Bei gave him a white look, and his gaze fell on his lower back for a long time.

Qiu Zhengxia is about the same height as Han Bei, but his frame is a little smaller. He looks thin when he wears clothes, but he looks sensual when he takes off his clothes. He has strong and firm muscles, smooth waist and back lines, healthy and beautiful tanned skin, and a slim waist. There are two sexy buttocks; the part below the tailbone has not been exposed to the sun all year round, and the edge of the underwear is white; there is a knife scar of more than ten centimeters on the back, which adds a bit of dangerous and tempting wildness.

Han Bei's hand touched his scar unconsciously, caressing it a few times like a big cat caressing himself.

Qiu Zhengxia: "Meow?"

Han Bei was embarrassed: "...Uh, I will drive away mosquitoes for you."

Qiu Zhengxia opened his crotch: "Touch here, touch here!"

"Get lost! I'm just getting annoyed!" Han Bei became furious, and pretended to be serious, and fell into deep thought: "How can I remind you without showing any signs? This is just an inference, and there is no evidence. It's not nice to say it. Don't I sound like a alien Brotherhood?"

Qiu Zhengxia's big characters lay across the bed: "I will sleep with you as a teacher, and think while I sleep at night."

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Han Bei was angry: "Go! Don't pester me, let people see the joke!"

Qiu Zhengxia got up with a grunt: "You let me take a shower in the presidential suite, there is no hot water in my room."

"I disappoint you, I also wash in cold water."

"I really can't do anything about you. As a teacher, let's take a cold shower." Qiu Zhengxia said condescendingly.

Wait a minute, why is he accommodating?Han Bei couldn't laugh or cry: "Go back to your own room and wash."

"I don't want to sleep with that person! He stinks! He snores!" Qiu Zhengxia stomped his feet and complained, "Bebe, do you have a conscience? Just now you said you would be nice to him! I hate it!"

The ending of the word "hate" was trembling and whiny, but Han Bei was disgusted, "You are a big man, why are you so fussy? You won't die if you sleep with him!"

"You are a big man, why are you so fussy? You won't die if you sleep with me!" Qiu Zhengxia threw back the original words.

Han Bei was speechless, so he nodded casually: "Okay, okay, can you sleep with me? Help me go to the service desk downstairs and borrow a hair dryer."

Qiu Zhengxia went out happily, and went out with his front foot, Han Bei fastened the window with his back foot: "See how you come in!"

Two minutes later, Qiu Zhengxia borrowed a hair dryer and knocked on the door: "You heartless man who killed a thousand knives! Can you open the door?"

"Don't open!" Han Bei said through a door, "Go back to your own room and sleep!"

Qiu Zhengxia ran the train with his mouth full: "You lied to me before you borrowed a hair dryer and touched me! You forgot what you swore to promise? What a dead end! What a promise of eternal love! It's all fake! My mother was right, rich men have a conscience. They were all eaten by dogs! I don't believe in love anymore!"

"Fuck your sister!" Han Bei couldn't help laughing until the corners of his mouth ached.

Qiu Zhengxia left cursing, and came back after a while: "Beibei, open the door!"

A person like Wu Wenquan who can be cruel to himself is lying beside him, and he can't sleep well just thinking about it, and Han Bei can't bear it, he locked the door just to tease him, and let him in after teasing enough, so he joked: : "Don't you no longer believe in love?"

"Han Bei! Stop making trouble!" Qiu Zhengxia's voice trembled: "Open the door quickly! Wu Wenquan is dead!"