Epigenetic

I just submitted the cooperation case to Uncle Shen yesterday. Zhu Weixing thought that the other party would have to think about it for at least two days, but he didn't expect him to come to the door a day later.

At that time, Zhu MSI was receiving a troublesome guest.I bought milk but didn’t leave, chatted with Zhu Weixing in a chatter and chat, dragged on for 5 minutes, and there were already several customers queuing up behind me.

This man is strong and looks like a local tyrant, with a big gold chain around his neck, he talks a lot of nonsense.From asking if there is any delicious barbecue nearby, to asking how much you can earn by setting up a stall here, and finally simply asked him about the auto repair shop next door.

How could Zhu MSI casually gossip with people?He interrupted at the right time, saying that he had just arrived and didn't know much about Yuzhou Street, so he asked someone else to ask.

The man realized later that he was disturbing his business, and when he gave the money, he was very arrogant and stuffed fifty more.

Zhu Weixing found out after she was busy, and wanted to return it, but the man had disappeared.When he raised his head and looked around, he saw Uncle Shen standing aside somewhat cautiously.

Zhu MSI hurriedly invited him to the store to have a look.If it were a month ago, the milk shop would never be so popular. After Zhu Weixing’s recent operation, in the eyes of Uncle Shen, although the stall is small, the popularity is not low. It is much better than the mobile market, not to mention Cheap.

After some conversation, the two initially confirmed the cooperation plan.Uncle Shen smiled and praised MSI for being generous and capable.But the stove fell down yesterday and I am looking for someone to repair it. It will be repaired tomorrow, so I will not set up a stall today.

Zhu Weixing sent him out, secretly thinking about what to do with the breakfast that he promised to bring to that person in Wuling Hongguang last night.

At nine o'clock, Jiang Yi appeared on Yuzhou Street on time.There was only a heavy rain yesterday, and the temperature is low today. Passers-by on the street are wearing windshield smocks, and some are wearing sweaters.Jiang Yi is still in a short-sleeved T-shirt, not to mention his bare arms, and his lower body is knee-length beach shorts and slippers, living in two seasons with other people.

He didn't feel cold at all, scratched his hair, yawned, and looked like he was still awake, and he didn't know what time he came back yesterday.

At the door of the auto repair shop, Yaoyao and Zhu Weixing looked at each other, and after waiting for two seconds, Jiang Yi frowned when he didn't see the other party rolling over to make offerings.

Zhu Weixing at the other end suddenly took out a paper bag and put it on the table, pointing at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: That's it?

Zhu Weixing said: "Shall we chat?"

When does Jiang Yi have free time to chat with people?

Seeing the bandit uncle roll his eyes and turn around to leave, Zhu Weixing hurriedly persuaded him to stay: "It has something to do with Meng Ji."

Jiang Yi paused and turned his head.

Zhu MSI: "Aren't you curious?"

Jiang Yi slowly stood in front of the milk stall, with his hands in his pockets, looking down at the 4D figure in the store who initiated a conversation with him.

Zhu Weixing thought that Jiang Yi really cared about Meng Ji, but when he approached, he only stared at himself, for a moment, then stared at the paper bag on the table, and spat out a word in disgust: "Cake?"

Zhu Weixing explained: "Uncle Shen doesn't set up a stall today, this is the barbecue sandwich you like." He ordered takeaway to be delivered, and the price was not cheap, directly worth Zhu Weixing's two-day lunch.

Jiang Yi had a look of "what the hell are you farting?"

Zhu Weixing ignored the high-pressure gaze, moved a stool to the feet of the outsiders, and picked out a box of the most expensive milk and pushed it along. The invitation was full of sincerity.

"I bought it to eat hot." Zhu Weixing poked on the soft bread, reminding someone to hurry up with familiar words.

Jiang Yi turned his neck, switching his eyes between Zhu Weixing and Sandwich, grinding his teeth as if thinking about which one to eat, and finally condescended to choose the latter.

But he didn't want to sit outside, instead he kicked the stool rudely back to the milk stand.

"It's so hot, you want to burn me to death?" Jiang Yi grabbed the front flap of his T-shirt and fanned it, said unreasonably, and sat down on the stool.

Such a big one pushed Zhu Weixing directly into the corner.

I wish MSI to watch passers-by rustling in the thin sunlight and cool wind in the sky, be rational and silent.

Wouldn't it be hotter to be crowded in the store with myself?Fortunately, Uncle Shen is short and not as tall as himself. If Jiang Yi is the one who is looking for a joint venture, the picture will be unimaginable.

Pulling back her thoughts, Zhu Weixing leaned against the wall to dodge, lest she cuddle too closely with the other party and be rejected.

The conditions are harsh and tolerable, the main purpose is to talk, to show sincerity, Zhu Weixing took the initiative to talk about why he asked Ma Qing about the past.

Jiang Yi took apart the sandwiches and ate them. The 4D villain knew he couldn't get enough of one of them, so he bought three of them at once, which was considered good.With some food, Jiang Yi became more patient and listened silently to Zhu Weixing without interrupting. Only when he mentioned the account [Cats Can Save Humanity] did he lazily say: "You are quite good at beating around the bush, and I found a good one." helper."

Zhu Weixing was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about Xin Manman's participation, so many strange links, why did he focus on this?

"She is my class monitor." Zhu Weixing explained a sentence that confused the point.

"Heh." With a half-smile, the bandit raised a restless long leg, placed it roughly on the counter of the milk shop, and swept away the two small cakes.

His rogue sitting posture made the distance between Zhu Weixing and him suddenly empty, the two of them leaned on each other's legs, and their knees touched their knees. Those who didn't know it thought they were sitting on a row of chairs under their buttocks.

In the distance, two old ladies wanted to come to buy milk, but when they saw that the little bandits had taken over the mountain and became king, they immediately ran away.

Zhu Weixing endured so much that he didn't move Jiang Yi's presumptuous legs. He changed hands and put the glass of water he just poured between the two of them to block, and continued to talk as if nothing had happened.

"The key doubts about what Ma Qing said last night are... is Fu Wei dead? How did he die? Is it true or not that he ran into Meng Ji before he died? Who sent me the message after he died? Meng Ji's death, Is my falling off the building related to this incident? Both Fu Wei and Meng Ji had accidents in Hongguang Town, is there any problem in Hongguang Town?"

Zhu Weixing summed up the current doubts and carefully observed Jiang Yi's expression when mentioning Meng Ji, for fear of poking his sore spot.

Unexpectedly, the little bandit went astray again: "Who told you that something happened to Meng Ji in Hongguang Town?"

Zhu Weixing: "Liang Yongfu mentioned it."

"Are you familiar with him?" Jiang Yi was worried.

Zhu Weixing was inexplicable about the angle of the question, and then thought about it, because of the enmity of Mr. Jiang's name, the little bandit and the brother of the Liang family might not get along very well.

"No, I don't mean to talk about it." He explained

The little bandit withdrew his sharp gaze, and opened a second sandwich to eat.

"I sorted out the timeline of what happened to the relevant personnel. Three months ago, Fu Wei said he saw Meng Ji's ghost. Fu Wei died half a month later, but Meng Ji obviously died half a month after Fu Wei's death. That is to say, two months ago, when Fu Wei bumped into Meng Ji, Meng Ji should still be in a coma. Could it be that the person is not dead, and the soul is leaving the body and running around?"

Jiang Yi listened, and there was a group of old gods, like a clam shell that had only become a spirit. He knew that Zhu Weixing was curious about the cause of Meng Ji's accident, but he acted as if it had nothing to do with him. Did he not want to tell him, or did he really love Meng Ji? That matter is not as good as Zhu MSI thinks?

Zhu Weixing didn't waste time with him, and chose to go straight to the point: "Can you tell me... about Meng Ji?"

Jiang Yi devoured the first sandwich, but the second was gentle, and he swallowed the food before speaking.

"Didn't you hear what people said? He fell from upstairs, hit his head and was sent to the hospital as a vegetable. I don't know the reason. There was no surveillance and no witnesses. The police said he was alone at the time, so let's be alone. "

His tone was so calm that Zhu Weixing couldn't tell whether it was the other party's real thoughts or irony.

Zhu Weixing hesitated and said, "Ma Qing said that Meng Ji was bullied by some people including Fu Wei and me before. How much do you think this has to do with the cause of his death...?"

Zhu MSI showed shame and self-blame when he said this.Not to mention killing people, but just regarding campus bullying, if the situation is true, he will be worried for the rest of his life.

Jiang Yi looked at the people around him with sad eyes, pinched the cup of hot water in the middle and lifted it with three fingers, and twirled it in a circle between his slender fingers. None spilled.Jiang Yi didn't seem to feel the scorching temperature, and his attitude was casual.

"Are you rushing to be a suspect?" Jiang Yi held the cup in one hand, and threw the empty sandwich paper bag aside with the other.

Zhu Weixing was puzzled, with Jiang Yi's attitude, did he think that the murderer was not himself?He looked at the other party with pretty eyebrows, with the hope of "what else do you have for me to analyze" on his face, and his pupils were set off crystal clear.

Jiang Yi took a sip of the cold water: "I don't know anything about Meng Ji's accident, and I'm not interested in investigating it. I didn't know him until he was half dead."

Zhu Weixing was incredible: "Then you..." Why do you help others?I heard that even my mother has raised it.

Jiang Yi put the rim of his cup against his lower lip and smiled. Unlike his sharp eyebrows, his lips were particularly delicate.The lips are small, the corners of the lips are upward, and there are deep dimples when smiling, but it is not feminine. Because the curvature of the jaw is three-dimensional and firm, combined together, the traces pressed by the mouth of the cup on the lower lip are delicate and beautiful, especially when you look closely. shock.In addition to being handsome, he is also full of unique charm. No wonder he is so lucky.

Zhu Weixing was stunned by his dishonest drinking action for a moment, and a sentence flashed in his mind, which he saw in the comment of Prince Yan's family on the Guoba forum.

"Cute is worthless in the face of sexy."

Fortunately, Jiang Yi pulled his wandering thoughts back on the right track.

Jiang Yi guessed that he was confused, and said: "I helped him... because his mother was crying and begging me. I went to the hospital for a physical examination, and the aunt hugged my leg and refused to let me go. What can I do?"

Zhu Weixing: "..." The answer that Aunt Song and others have repeatedly researched and suspected is so simple?The little bandits are so lawless, but in the end they can't withstand the offensive of tears from the women and aunts?

really?

"Who made me sympathetic." Jiang Yi took another sip of water to supplement.

Zhu MSI: "?"

"You don't know anything about Meng Ji's background?" Zhu Weixing tried again.

The little bandit touched his chin and thought.

"Meng Ji, man..." A crack was opened in the clam shell.

Wish MSI look forward to it.

Jiang Yi: "Male, 17 years old."

Zhu Weixing shook his head: "Meng Ji is Fu Wei's classmate, he should be around my age." Even if he went to school two years earlier, he wouldn't be that young.

Jiang Yi suddenly said: "That's 19 years old."

Zhu MSI: "?" So casual?

Jiang Yi continued to recall: "Meng Ji, male, 19 years old, lives in Lingjiali, um... surnamed Meng."

Zhu MSI: "..."

Look at Jiang Yi's racking his brains, it really doesn't look like a fake.Did you never take it to heart from the beginning, or did you know it before and have completely forgotten it?Both kinds of thinking are quite in line with Jiang Yi's style.Helping a person who is not familiar at all, turning around and not caring about a person who has helped someone for two years, I don't know whether he is kind-hearted or cruel-hearted, living too much as he wants.

However, if you really don't care, you will burn paper for the other party on a certain day?Jiang Yi didn't look like he didn't care that day.Of course, I don't seem to care...

Zhu Weixing was confused, I thought that Jiang Yi was like a Guan Er kicker, with a wick of fire in his stomach, which exploded at a touch, and burst straight.After observing for a long time, I realized that this person is actually a kaleidoscope, blinking and changing sides, seeing the ever-changing flowers in the fog.

"Will Meng Ji's mother have usable information..." Zhu Weixing chose not to speculate on the little bandit's brain circuit for the time being, which was embarrassing himself and shifting the focus.

Jiang Yi was sure this time: "Impossible, it's better to ask her to make it up."

"Then who else can I ask..." Zhu Weixing muttered, what relatives and friends does Meng Ji have who can follow the clues?Could it be possible to wait until Monday to ask Ma Qing?

Jiang Yi saw that he was troubled, and suddenly lowered his head: "Do you really want to know?"

He was a little taller than Zhu Weixing, and he looked down from an angle when he was sitting. When he lowered his head, he instantly shortened the distance between the two of them, who were already not far away. Zhu Weixing could smell the coconut smell on his body.

I wish MSI did not retreat, in fact, there is no way to retreat.Before he knew it, Jiang Yi almost pushed him against the wall.Zhu Weixing could only look up at each other.In my heart, I really want to yell at him that I have been forced to be like this by you, so I really want to ask for advice?You don't think that chatting with you is very kind, pleasant and comfortable, right?

Jiang Yi was dissatisfied with the other party's eyes: "Why do you have a bitter face?"

Zhu Weixing was speechless: "What face do you want me to do? I can go back to practice." If necessary, he can also post a photo of the boy with a fake smile, Li Li, on the bedside to encourage himself.

"Are you so hypocritical to your little squad leader?" Jiang Yi asked again.

What does this have to do with Xin Manman?Zhu MSI couldn't keep up with the speed of his brain.