The Ultimate Theory of Snake Syndrome

in the name of you. "Bai Mo opened his eyes and held Su Ye's hand.

"In the name of death, for you." Su Ye kissed Bai Mo's lips.

The red blood stained Bai Ya's clothes, she looked at the blood oozing from Su Ye's heart in shock, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

"Su Ye... why?" Bai Ya looked at Su Ye in disbelief.

Su Ye smiled softly, and she asked, "Where's Bai Mo?"

White ink?Bai Ya covered her head in astonishment, many strange memories filled her mind.A memory that belongs to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo is gone, gone forever.

"She's gone?" Su Ye showed a relieved smile.

"Why?" Bai Ya raised her head and clenched her heart. "You killed her?"

"She thought she loved you, so she tried her best to restrain her desire to kill you. However, at the last moment of lingering love, she inserted a dagger into my heart." Su Ye smiled, "In the name of death, for you."

Bai Ya shivered, covering her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Bai Mo fell in love with Su Ye. For her sake, she first confessed to Su Ye with killing intent, and then asked Su Ye to kill herself.

In the name of death, for you.It was Bai Mo's confession to Su Ye, the last, most direct and touching confession.

"In the name of death, for you." Bai Ya muttered to herself.Suddenly she raised her head and looked at Su Ye in shock. In Bai Mo's memory, Su Ye said the same thing to Bai Mo.

Su Ye, is Bai Mo the person you love the most?Because of love, so she killed her?

"Mirror, mirror, tell me, who is my favorite?" Su Ye's voice was hoarse and soft, but his gaze pierced Bai Ya's heart like a sharp knife.

Bai Ya clenched her heart tightly, feeling the dull pain of suffocation.

"Take me to the hospital. If I die, you will lose your companion." Su Ye waved at Bai Ya and smiled recklessly: "Only I understand the deepest pain in your heart, knowing that you love not me, but It's Bai Mo. If not, why did you let my behavior go when I killed Bai Mo?"

"Deformed love, only death can be eternal." Su Ye raised his blood-stained hand, put it into his lips and teeth and sucked it gently: "We survived to witness the sinful love, which will never fade."

☆、Autism

Promise

Today's blue sky is a fresh blue after being washed by yesterday's heavy rain.

The same stop sign, the same No. 3 bus, and the same route.

When Liang Nuoyi came to the school gate as usual, his eyes were covered in white.

White banners, white clothes, white hats.

The crying voices of the family members of the deceased and the whispers of the spectators around her were like chains and chains that tightly bound her sensitive and fragile nerves.

Someone died, still a student.She thought so in her heart.

Someone patted her on the shoulder from behind, startling the timid girl.

The one who photographed her was a classmate in the same class, whose name...forgot.

She was not a sociable person.

Taciturn, awkward, out of gregarious, and little transparent have almost become synonymous with her in the class.

The chubby female classmate was close to her body, motioned her to look at the rectangular object wrapped in a white quilt, and whispered in her ear: "It's Gao Xiao from the sixth grade. It was accidentally fished up from the back cliff by a fishing boat with a net last night."

Liang Nuo's eyes, which were always dark from the start, grew deeper and deeper like the bottom of a pond.

She pushed the black glasses on the bridge of her nose, her pupils were hidden behind the lenses, dark like a group of black spots casted by ink randomly, she watched silently, and then under the urgent cry of the unknown classmate, Silently walked into the school gate and walked towards the classroom.

Today's school is haunted by an unknown but oppressive and heavy atmosphere. On the stage, the teacher is giving lectures in a hurry, and in the audience, a group of students are listening to the class carelessly, and their frivolous hearts are conveyed on small notes.

When the deskmate pushed a piece of paper full of small characters to her eyes, Liang Nuo only saw what was written on the top: You think it's yourself.Kill or him.kill?

Her eyes fell on the rows of guesses, and she pursed her lips and passed the piece of paper to the table next to her.

She pushed her glasses again, converging the flashing arcs in her eyes like a calm lake.

An undercurrent of Su Rong surged under the peaceful classroom, but what broke the tranquility was a group of policemen in uniform.

When a group of policemen came to the classroom of Class [-] and [-], the teacher who was lecturing immediately stopped teaching, while a group of students stopped their small movements and closed their lips tightly, as if nothing had happened.

Pairs of eyes stared at the policeman who was negotiating with the teacher at the door with the same frequency.

And when the teacher asked Liang Nuoyi to go out, those eyes of surprise, excitement, fear or curiosity all fell on the girl's thin body.

Liang Nuo stood up with a sullen face, expressionless, and under the probing eyes, he went out calmly and stood under the sight of a group of adults.

She followed a few policemen to a meeting room specially arranged by the school, and she sat down, her eyes full of faint dark light but hidden arc of light.

She looked at them indifferently, skipping their usual comforting words, when she heard the sentence: "Where were you at five o'clock yesterday afternoon?"

Her eyes moved, and under their sharp eyes, she said lightly, "Go home."

"one person?"

She pursed her lips as if thinking, and finally, a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Forgot."

The policemen on the opposite side frowned and stared at her dissatisfied with the answer.

The female police officer who asked the question flipped through her files, and said with certainty in an obviously puzzled tone: "Is your father a murderer?"

Liang Nuoyi's eyes became darker and darker, like a touch of coolness in the middle of the night. She raised her eyes, and her eyes fell dully on the hunters on the opposite side who seemed to have grasped all the clues, and said indifferently: "My mother didn't tell me .”

The scene was at a stalemate, and the policewoman's comforting words were just empty ears for her.

In the end, a policeman saw her uncooperative attitude and considered that her age could not be intimidating, so he turned on the multimedia in the meeting room, connected to his mobile phone, and called up the road control video from 04:30 to 05:30 yesterday afternoon. .

Although it was raining, it did not affect the clarity of the picture at all.

At 10:[-], [-] minutes after school, Gao Xiao is holding an umbrella in one hand and leaning on the front of the car with the other in the picture. She shows a sweet smile, and while riding the car slowly, she is talking to the girl in the back seat .

As for that girl, Liang Nuo's eyes darkened, and he heard the policewoman's question: "Yesterday, you were the last person to meet her and be with her. Do you have anything to say?"

She swallowed with difficulty, her gloomy eyes were about to drip, she said coldly: "I forgot."

With a bang, the table was slapped loudly by a middle-aged man, who was the dean of the school.

Still filtering through his high-spirited scolding voice that sounded like she was heinous, she listened to the almost decisive words of the policeman on the opposite side: "Did you kill her?"

The fingers were clenched tightly on the knee and turned white, Liang Nuoyi looked at him firmly and without fear, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You are seriously suspected."

It was another earnest reassurance, and another analysis of interests, but she still filtered out their lies.

The video still continued. At 21:[-], she appeared alone in the screen, walking awkwardly in the rain, standing at the stop sign dazedly, and then got into the car.

It was the policewoman's voice again, pulling her back into a trance: "What are you doing these four 10 minutes? Why are you alone? Where is she?"

As soon as Liang Nuo looked away from watching the video, her eyes seemed to be transformed into nothingness, she still said coldly: "I forgot."

There was another snap, and a policeman stood up and said angrily, "Believe it or not, we locked you up."

Her eyes narrowed, she pursed her lips again, and remained silent.

The voice of scolding her colleagues came clearly, and it was another comforting word for her.

The interrogation continued: "Her body was accidentally caught by fishermen from the back cliff at [-] am this morning. The autopsy results proved that she died at around [-]:[-] pm yesterday."

The policewoman continued to add: "Because of your age, we did not inform her relatives of your suspicion."

"No, save me." Her terrified voice resounded in her ears, stirring up the turbulent tide.

As soon as Liang Nuo let go of her fingers, she clenched them tightly again, her eyes dimmed, and finally, she said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."

The interrogation went nowhere, and she was listed as a major suspect.

Liang Nuo walked out of the meeting room in silence and returned to the classroom.

The noisy classroom was silent the moment she stepped in, and everyone looked at her with silent oppression.

She slumped her face as usual, and sat back in her seat as if there was no one there.

The classmate who had always regarded her as a little transparent paid [-]% attention to her, and those pointers pierced like sharp edges, but she took out the books for the next class as if she didn't care.

This class was also interrupted. Different from the gentle methods of the police, Gao Xiao's family members heard the news from nowhere that a girl was killed.Gao Xiao died.

They rushed into the classroom with a lot of noise, and Mama Gao's sharp cries were like the howling of a ghost in the middle of the night.

When a classmate pointed out Liang Nuoyi in fright, Father Gao rushed over and slapped the thin girl, causing half of her face to become red, swollen and numb.

She was pulled tightly by Qi Er's short hair, kicked to the ground, and beaten wantonly.

She endured it, and covered her glinting eyes. The pain in her body made her seem to have bitten her gums and crushed her finger bones.

In the end, it was the police who arrived who grabbed the emotional family members of the deceased. They surrounded her for protection, and the policewoman who had questioned her took her in her arms and walked out.

Her glasses were shattered into pieces, and some of the shards scratched the corners of her eyes and cheeks during the beating, bleeding out traces of blood, blurring her vision.

Just like the frightening scene under the rain curtain, sister Xiao fell on the rock, blood spread from her body, she struggled, and looked at her lying on the side of the road with pleading eyes.

The world was in darkness, and she suddenly woke up from the nightmare, looking at the policewoman guarding the side, her silent eyes shone with a sad light.

She ignored the softly comforting woman, and sat quietly on the bed, like a toy puppet on the window that lost its vitality.

Accompanied by the policewoman, Liang Nuoyi returned home, and the school informed her to rest at home for a period of time. She knew that as long as she did not get rid of the suspicion for a day.If you are convicted of a crime, you cannot go back to school.

After confirming her safety, the policewoman went back wisely.

The girl stood silently at the gate of the compound. After a long time, she walked in and walked into the short room under the strange eyes of her neighbors.

In the narrow, stuffy and dark space, there is only a bed, a small table, and a few low benches under the table.

She sat quietly on the hard wooden bed, quietly, waiting for her mother to come back.

In the evening, the girl who was like a statue carved from wood and stone heard familiar footsteps. She raised her stiff head, which seemed to be stuck, and looked towards the door.

A middle-aged woman walked in, with a vicissitudes of life that had gone through the years.Her back was slightly hunched, her hair was neatly combed into a ponytail, but it was half gray.

She looked at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed with loving eyes, reached out her hand to take out a warm steamed bun from her bosom, and handed it over.

Then, her surprised and puzzled voice sounded in the somewhat dim room: "What's wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone else?"

Liang Nuo didn't say a word, but there was a slight light of joy in her eyes. She took it, gnawed it carefully, and put her hand under the steamed bun to catch the crumbs.

Before a steamed bun was eaten, the wooden door was suddenly kicked open vigorously, and Gao Xiao's relatives found their home.

There was a crackling sound of destruction, and the already barren home was smashed to pieces with the last bit of belongings.

The mother's roaring and crying, the vandals venting frantically, and the neighbors watching indifferently.

"No, you didn't kill anyone, did you?" Mother Liang looked at her daughter hysterically and in disbelief.

There was a little bit of hope in her eyes, and finally all the light was wiped out under the silence of her daughter.

Gao Mama's eyes were red, she lost her mind and rushed to beat her up. The girl's eyes were gloomy, just like in the classroom, she didn't dodge or dodge.

Seeing her daughter being beaten, Liang's mother screamed and rushed forward, tearing up with that crazy woman.

The two poor people were like boats in a storm, falling apart in the stormy waves.

The girl's last memory was falling into boundless darkness after helping her mother block a man's stick.

She was awakened by the pain in her body, and quickly glanced around. When she saw the familiar policewoman, she struggled to get up, her voice was hoarse like a rusty chain: "Where is my mother?"

The policewoman glanced at her colleague and replied: "She was slightly injured. Just went out to turn on the water."

Hearing her words, Liang Nuoyi's eyes calmed down a little, but there was a darker gleam in them.

The policewoman said at this moment: "Although the timing is not right now, please cooperate with our second investigation. This time the incident has spread. There has been a lot of repercussions in the society."

She paused, and continued: "The family members of the deceased are very emotional now, and they are already questioning our police's ability to handle affairs."

The girl was half-sitting on the hospital bed, her head was wrapped in medical cotton gauze, and faint traces of blood could still be seen.

Her eyes were flickering with a little bit of painful memory-like emptiness, and finally, she nodded.

Facing the recorder and the three policemen, she told her what happened under the rain that she was most unwilling, the most painful, and also the most unforgettable.

"My sister drove me from school. We talked happily all the way. She is very gentle and kind. She doesn't dislike me and is willing to play with me." Her voice was full of sweetness.

Immediately, her eyes dimmed with an unbearably red glow, and her cold voice sounded with a trace of despair: "When we reached the first line of the sky, the tires suddenly slipped, but luckily my sister stabilized quickly. I stopped. I hugged her waist tightly in fear, and she comforted me while holding the umbrella."

"But before my sister took a few steps, the car suddenly seemed to be hit by something, and the road was very slippery. My sister couldn't control the front of the car more and more. She wobbled as she rode, and finally rushed out of the cement road."

She closed her eyes, paused for a long time, and said in a bitter voice: "We fell down with the car and people. I instinctively and subconsciously jumped out of the car before it fell."

"I grabbed the clump of grass growing by the roadside, heard the loud noise coming from below, climbed up little by little, and lay down on the side of the road."

"I saw my sister fall on the rocks, and the blood was pouring out from under her, very red. Her eyes looked at me, she was in pain, in pain. She spoke to me, I couldn't hear, Only the sound of the tide was in my ears."

"I just looked at her like this, she wanted to raise her hand, but she couldn't move."

"One line of sky has no way to go down, but only the rock wall of the mausoleum. When it's not raining, you have to walk carefully. At that time, the rock was very slippery. I stepped on it tentatively, but my foot slipped. As I fell, a man grabbed my hand."

"Several men stood by the side of the road. I looked at them in embarrassment and begged them to save her. The man who pulled me up shook his head and said it was too late."

"I turned my head and saw that a big, big wave swept my sister in, and her body was in the foamy sea water. It carried her away. I just watched helplessly."

A middle-aged male policeman suddenly interjected and asked, "What do they look like? Describe."

Liang Nuoyi's eyes froze, then he shook his head: "I don't remember clearly."

The male policeman frowned tightly, stared at her deeply, and motioned for her to continue talking.

"After that," the girl recalled, "I didn't know how I got back home."

The policewoman asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you call the police?"

She asked the doubts of all the policemen present. It can be said that she has no responsibility for such a big incident and is just an important witness.

But she neither called the police nor informed her parents or teachers. Instead, she pretended not to know and continued to go to school the next day as usual.

This, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a normal fourth-grade girl should behave.

The second interrogation ended hastily in her sudden silence. Looking at the girl sitting on the bed with a gloomy expression, and her completely opposite temperament from girls of the same age, they left another young policewoman behind and went out.

The leading male policeman turned over the dictated notes while walking, and suddenly said to the female policeman, "Arrange for her to have a psychologist test her mentally for any problem."

He looked at his people and pointed out a major loophole in the previous conversation: "In the surveillance footage, she was wearing glasses. On rainy days, the rain fell on the lenses, which was enough to blur her vision. But she was able to see the distance clearly The situation at a height of more than ten meters above the road surface."

"You can even see clearly what the deceased seemed to say, and you can see clearly the movement of the deceased who wanted to raise his hand but was powerless."

He stopped and said the unscientific situation in a deep voice: "It's understandable that a child suddenly suffered such an unbearable blow, but was in a trance and didn't call the police."

"However, the men she mentioned looked at the scene of the crime with cold eyes, but remained indifferent. After the incident, we did not receive any calls to the police."

"If she's not lying, she's mentally ill."

A few days later, the police officers in charge of the case sat around.

Looking at the mental appraisal of the girl in his hand, Captain Li sighed: "All the notes on her interrogation before are invalid."

One has severe depression.syndrome, autism.symptoms, mild delusions.Syndrome and indirect sperm.Divided.An 11-year-old girl who is sick, even if she kills someone, she will not be brought to justice.legal investigation.

Because, she has this immunity.

Liang Nuoyi sat blankly on the threshold of her house, she had already been expelled from school.

(No, save me, save me)

Her pupils turned, and they moved stiffly like a puppet, sister...

She covered her dark eyes, I'm sorry...

If she hadn't jumped out of the car, the car wouldn't have fallen so fast.

If she held onto her sister while jumping off the car, she wouldn't die.

Her eyes were full of dead silence, she was the one who killed her.

"That's how it happened." The truck driver said to the policeman: "I saw the little girl's hands trying to grab the curb, so I stopped the car quickly and pulled her up. She just sat on the ground like a demon." , fixed her eyes on the big girl who fell to her death below."

"Are you sure she was dead?"

"At a height of more than ten meters, the brain and pulp flowed out in a white rush, and the dead can't die anymore."

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"I'm afraid of getting involved. If my daughter-in-law hadn't seen the girl's appearance on TV, and she was guilty of murder, and then persuaded me to come out, I wouldn't have gone to the police station."

☆, I don't know what kind of disease ([-])

Leap Over the Crazy Asylum ([-])

"Is... not negotiable? You know about my relationship with Bai Lianhua, let her go to the midnight madhouse? Sima is a soft persimmon, it's no wonder that he doesn't get torn to pieces when he goes to the madhouse!"

Seventh Uncle held the receiver in his left hand, and held a cigarette in his right hand. He took a sharp puff, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he was gloomy.

"Seventh uncle, I didn't put the white lotus by your side to let her eat, and I didn't want to satisfy your lack of love. How can our secret service team support idlers? Sima Lian, um... it's my turn. It's time for her to contribute."

A delicate female voice came from the receiver. Although the voice was soft, it was as cold as ice and unreasonable.

"Seventh Uncle, think about it, if Bai Lianhua doesn't act, I will get rid of her unceremoniously. Instead of making you weak because of her, it's better to get rid of her."

Seventh Uncle remained silent, and the gloom between his brows deepened.

However, the people over there hadn't planned to let her go, and the cold and soft voice continued, "Uncle Qi, you used to be decisive and cold. Originally, you lacked love since you were a child, and your temper is much colder than others, but At that time, you were more suitable for your current position, and you should seek your own government in this position, and don’t forget public affairs because of personal interests.”

A deep sigh came from the other end of the phone, and he continued: "Don't let me down, Bai Lianhua is not fighting alone. Although undercover No. 2 is dead, don't forget that in the midnight madhouse, undercover No. 1 is still alive." , she will assist White Lotus in secret."

Seventh Uncle took another puff of his cigarette, he was irresistible, but he heard that the people in the lunatic asylum were full of strange things, and one of them was a mentally ill patient who "begged to be raped" and was full of love when he saw anyone.The color is simply strange.Extremely obscene, soft and hard, just want to cling to the quilt.

Just because she was frightened by this man when she went to the Midnight Madhouse to investigate the cause of the death of Undercover No. 2, she never dared to go again. After that, all matters related to the madhouse were resolved by phone.

If Sima Lian, the white lotus, has such a weak temperament, if he is entangled with this wonderful patient who "begs to be loved"... Sigh...

After struggling for a while, she finally replied: "Since the organization has decided to send Sima there, I naturally have no objection, but I have a request."

"Do you want me to save Bai Lianhua's life no matter what?" the other end of the phone asked softly.

"Do not."

Uncle Seven frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Please tell Undercover No. 1 for me, if Sima does anything wrong to me..." She took a breath, as if she had made some important decision, and said solemnly : "Kill, kill, pardon."

"Hehehe..."

There was a thin laugh from the other end, "Seventh Uncle, you are still the same, mentally clean, and things that are touched by others will be destroyed."

Seventh Uncle sighed silently and hung up the phone.

The door squeaked, Sima Lian poked his head in, stared at Uncle Qi for a while and asked, "What's wrong with you? Today is very unusual, aren't you thirsty?"

"Ok?"

Uncle Qi hadn't gotten out of his troubles yet, so he said "hmm" in a daze.

Sima Lian looked at her watch, rolled her eyes and smiled, "Usually you ask me to pour water for you at 10 o'clock, why hasn't there been any movement today?" She pointed to the clock on the wall, "Look, it's 10 o'clock now It's been 5 minutes."

Uncle Qi couldn't help laughing, spread his hands and said, "Go ask the secretary to pour me a glass of water, I have something to tell you when you come in."

"Hey, that's cool." Sima nodded, and greeted again, "The new glutinous rice, Uncle Qi wants to drink water, go get her cup and pour water for her."

"Okay, come on."

The crisp sound of glutinous rice sounded, as if an electric current was flowing through the whole body, and everything was crisp. Uncle Qi couldn't help but tremble, and the hairs all over his body stood up. .

Must be a great beauty.

Uncle Qi was still searching, and Sima Lian had already appeared in her field of vision.

"Uncle Qi, what do you want from me?"

Sima closed the door, preventing Uncle Qi from looking for Nuomi, so he could only withdraw his gaze embarrassingly, looked at the phone and sighed, "She's calling again."

"Who?"

"Sexy kitten."

"Ah?" Sima Lian couldn't hold back, covered his mouth and laughed, "Why is the code name of the superior commander so interesting, it makes me want to laugh every time I hear it."

"Is it interesting? The subordinates also call me the Seventh Son, and they call me the Seventh Uncle when I get to know you well. Who would have guessed that I am actually a middle-aged aunt after hearing my code name?"

Sima Lian was so teased that the flowers trembled and laughed non-stop, "You are not a middle-aged aunt, you are obviously Yu Jie."

"Oh, baby, the little mouth is so sweet." Uncle Seven was also happy, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Sima's waist, pulled him to sit on his lap, and gently wrapped her earlobe in his mouth, saying: " How do you feel that you are getting fat again? Your waist is quite plump, have you been exercising less recently? Come on, let's exercise together at night."

Sima Lian blushed, and kept pounding Qi Shu's thick shoulders with her fists, and buried Lian in the crook of her neck shyly.

At this time, the house is full of spring, and the eyes are flowing, and the scenery is rippling to the extreme.

Just at this moment, the door squeaked again, Nuomi walked in sullenly with a kettle in his hands, raised his eyes and glanced at Sima and Uncle Qi, the thick lenses flashed—— Sima's heart rose to his throat. In such an embarrassing situation, he blatantly quarreled with his boss in front of his subordinates.If the love is spread out, how should she behave?

She hurriedly lowered her gaze, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Uncle Qi's entire face sinking down, it was extremely dark.

Nuomi just glanced at them, as if she didn't see anything, and put down the kettle to pour water as if nothing had happened.

"Ahem." Seventh Uncle cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Don't the newcomers know how to knock?"

Nuomi raised her head, looked in Uncle Qi's direction, pushed her glasses, and said leisurely, "Oh, so there is someone here."

"..."

Sima Lian and Seventh Uncle instantly petrified, could not help secretly slandering, is this person blind?Can't see with such thick glasses?

I don't know whether Nuomi really can't see or pretend to be invisible, but Sima Lian was so shocked that he didn't even dare to vent his breath, and sat motionless on Qishu's body, fearing that Nuomi would notice that there was another person here.

Uncle Qi's face was ugly and he didn't like to get angry, so he could only stare at Nuomi viciously - just now he thought she was a beauty when he heard the voice, but he was such a rustic nerd. I look good.

Nuomi picked up the kettle as if nothing had happened, and began to pour water on the table. However, the kettle was not aimed at the water cup. The scalding hot water splashed on the table and splashed on the glutinous rice's tender fleshy catkin, which was immediately scalded red.

Sima Lian gritted her teeth, couldn't bear to look at the painful scene, Qi Shu was completely stunned, she looked at Nuomi, then at her red and swollen hands, couldn't help asking: "You...don't it hurt? "

Nuomi took a deep breath and said calmly: "It hurts, of course it hurts." Then she exclaimed suddenly, "But, the pain is so good~ I haven't felt this pain for a long time."

Uncle Qi and Sima Lian looked at each other incredulously, with black lines all over their heads.

Nuomi wanted to continue pouring water, Uncle Qi twitched his eyebrows, and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, the water glass is crooked, you must at least pour it accurately, otherwise I won't have any water after pouring the whole pot of water."

"Oh." Nuomi nodded, and touched the table aimlessly with her hands, making Uncle Qi's heart itch. She couldn't stand this kind of slow motion. If it wasn't for Sima Lian still sitting on her, she would have already The water glass was placed by Nuomi's hand - this newcomer is really tormenting!

One minute passed, and Nuomi fulfilled his mission and finally touched the water glass. When he was about to pour the water, Uncle Qi suddenly yelled, "Wait!"

Then pushed Sima Lian away, Sima Lian fell to the floor and couldn't help but let out a coquettish "Ouch".

Nuomi trembled all over, followed the prestige, "Why is there another person?"

Uncle Qi strode up to Nuomi, picked up the water glass angrily and yelled at her, "Didn't anyone tell you? Don't touch my things casually!"

Seventh Uncle pressed on with every step, while Nuomi retreated step by step.

"But, how do you pour water without touching the glass?"

Nuomi asked timidly after being forced to the corner and had no way to retreat.

"Don't you know how to wear gloves? I hate people touching my things!"

Uncle Qi was so angry that the roar could be heard on the whole floor.

Suddenly, with a bang, Uncle Qi threw the cup at Nuomi, Nuomi calmly avoided it, and the cup hit the wall and shattered into thousands of pieces.

"I will never take something that has been touched by others!" Uncle Qi blushed with anger, pointed at the door and said viciously: "Get out, I won't use it anymore."

Nuomi stared blankly at Uncle Seven, her shoulders began to tremble, and she said weakly, "But... I really need this job."

"Get out! I don't know which idiot hired you!"

"I really need this job..."

Glutinous rice begged.

"Uncle Seven."

Sima Lian suddenly ran over and hugged Seventh Uncle's leg and said, "Seventh Uncle, she is really pitiful, she needs this job very much, please spare her for a while, since she is new here, don't talk to her Count so much, please."

Seventh Uncle looked at Sima Lian's misty eyes and slightly flushed cheeks, he couldn't bear it, his anger finally turned into a long sigh, he gently rubbed Sima Lian's hair and said: "Hey, Sima, you are so easy Relentless."

She waved her hand, motioning for Nuomi to go down.

"I always have nothing to do with you, so it's up to you."

Sima Lian cheered, turned around and found that Nuomi was still standing there stupidly, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pushed Nuomi and said, "Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and thank Uncle Qi, hurry up, don't mess with Qi Uncle is angry, be smart next time, or I won't be able to help you."

"Oh."

Nuomi nodded numbly, closed the door and left with the kettle in hand.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Sima Lian threw herself into Seventh Uncle's arms and exclaimed coquettishly, "Seventh Uncle, you are so kind, I love you so much, thank you for forgiving this little girl."

"Hey, Sima, it's actually you who are kind." Seventh Uncle hugged the person in his arms tightly, and couldn't help sighing, "How can you reassure me like this? Do you know the order that the sexy kitty gave this time?"

"what?"

"She wants you to sneak into the midnight madhouse as undercover number three."

☆, I don't know what kind of disease ([-])

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest ([-])

"Sima, do you know that the No. [-] undercover mission failed? So you are the No. [-] undercover agent who took over the No. [-] mission."

Seeing Sima's confused expression, Uncle Qi patiently explained: "You don't know who the No. [-] undercover agent is, do you? I didn't know before. I didn't know about her until I went to the midnight madhouse to investigate after she died. The identity turns out to be Ome!"

"Ome?"

Sima was a little surprised, Qingmei is the best junior this year, she is very skilled and agile, if even she fails...then this task can be described as quite dangerous.

"Really send me to the midnight madhouse this time?"

This decision was indeed beyond Sima's expectations. In terms of skill, she is not as good as the No. [-] undercover Qingmei, and in terms of carefulness and quick thinking, she is also not as good as Duan Bai, who just joined the organization. She is more suitable than Duan Bai.

Sima hugged Uncle Seven tightly, and asked, "What mission is this time?"

"In addition to the unfinished task of No. [-] undercover agent, Sexy Kitten has assigned you another task, which is to find out the real cause of No. [-] undercover Qing Mei's death."

Sima was startled when he heard this, this task is really not easy, how can she succeed in something that Qing Mei can't even complete?

"Uncle Seven...I'm so worried, I'm afraid I won't be able to do well, why didn't I send a short white one? Isn't she the most promising person in the organization after Qingmei?"

"Hey, Sima, it's... you're in bad luck. That short white guy didn't get sick early or late, but he got sick at this time."

Uncle Qi frowned, and the worry came back again, "Since Duanbai's lover Ah Tiao went to perform a new mission, Duanbai's Sleeping Beauty Syndrome has occurred. If Ah Tiao does not come back, no one can kiss Duanbai. She's been sleeping for two weeks."

"Huh? Could it be that you can't even wake up with a kiss?" Sima opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Uncle Qi spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Do you think I'm willing to let you be an undercover agent? I kissed Shorty the day before yesterday, but Shorty didn't respond to me at all. I'm not reconciled. I tried again yesterday morning." Uncle Qi paused, pouted his mouth, pointed to a swollen place on his mouth, and said, "Look, your mouth is swollen from kissing, and you don't even give me any face for being short, and you sleep like a dead pig. "

Sima couldn't bear it, frowned slightly, and gently stroked the red and swollen area of ​​Qishu's lips with his fingers, and said softly: "How could this be? Why is the short white skin so thick, it's even swollen from kisses."

"It's more than that." Seventh Uncle grabbed Sima's hand, and said coquettishly, "Look, look." She tried to lift her lips, and showed Sima another wound, with an aggrieved expression on her face Like a complaining kid.

"There are ulcers here and here. Sima, I didn't eat breakfast today. It really hurts."

Sima closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.