Mr. Perfect Makeover

Under Ling Ge's terrifying driving skills, Wu Xinran and his group compressed the one-hour trip to 10 minutes. During this period, Zhou Xiaoliang tried to seize the driving right, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Ling Ge, so. . . . . .

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

"..."

Seeing Wu Xinran and Zhou Xiaoliang squatting in the corner out of breath, Ling Ge gracefully leaned on the car body, shaking the sunglasses in his hand, "You two, when are you going to vomit?"

"It's none of your business, vomit..." Wu Xin suddenly vomited until staring at his eyes and his legs were weak. This is already the second round of today, and it seems that he is destined to not be blessed to enjoy those delicacies!He raised his eyes to look at the troubled brother beside him, his face was like gold paper, he was afraid that he was not much better than himself.Damn Ling Ge, this is a grudge against them, vomit. . . . . .

Ling Ge raised the corners of his lips, with a half-smile, "You're right, it's really none of my business, but this aunt seems to have something to ask you."

"What aunt, vomit...?" Zhou Xiaoliang raised his head blankly, startled, and Wu Xin, who was still throwing up, was suddenly swung away.

"Don't pull me, don't care if he's aunt or not, let me vomit before I say it, vomit!"

"Ah, Ah Ran..." Zhou Xiaoliang pulled Wu Xinran's sleeve even more vigorously.

"I said, don't...... Big, big aunt, no, no, hello big sister." Wu Xin, who raised his head, suddenly followed Zhou Xiaoliang's gestures, and instantly a coldness swept over his whole body.

The aunt of the neighborhood committee stared fiercely, her willow eyebrows stood upright, and she was still holding a broom in her hand. I don't know what she had just cleaned. Some dark red stains were still solidified on the tip of the broom. She looked murderous at this moment.

"What are you doing?" the aunt asked angrily.

"Auntie, no, big sister, I'm really sorry, we got motion sickness, so we didn't have time... I'm really sorry to cause you trouble." As a police officer, Zhou Xiaoliang considered the relationship between the police and the public. I can be the first bird.

"Motion sickness?" The aunt looked at them suspiciously, then waved the broom, pointed at the wall and said, "Aren't you all literate?"

Seeing that he was about to be touched by that group of suspicious stains, Wu Xin leaned against the wall without a trace. There was a cold object on his forehead. He looked up and saw a very happy big red sign, writing: You A mouthful of phlegm may endanger a homeland.

Wu Xin swallowed his saliva suddenly, a mouthful of phlegm would endanger a homeland, so if he vomited so much, wouldn't he want to destroy all mankind?

"Yes, I'm sorry, Eldest Sister, how about we deal with it ourselves and sweep it away, okay?" Zhou Xiaoliang laughed until his mouth cramped.

"Forget it, forget it, be more careful next time." This aunt has a pretty good personality, seeing that they have a good attitude and are not pestering, she waved the broom in her hand and concentrated the dust scattered around on the pile of vomit , absorbing water, easy to clean, muttering in his mouth: "What's going on in this neighborhood recently, it's either blood or filth, it's really tossing..."

blood?

Zhou Xiaoliang and Wu Xin suddenly looked at each other, and then they both looked at the broom together, and couldn't help but backed away a little.

"Eldest sister, I don't know what's going on with the blood you mentioned?" Zhou Xiaoliang asked.

"Why are you asking this?" The aunt gave him a sideways look.

Zhou Xiaoliang took out his ID and gave her a look, then said, "Now tell me, what's going on with this blood?"

After confirming Zhou Xiaoliang's identity, the aunt's attitude was completely different. She threw the broom and said cautiously: "Today, the old Wang in District B called me and said that their house was leaking and asked our neighborhood committee to help. You know He is an old man with bad eyesight and bad legs. Of course, I immediately organized personnel to go to his house to deal with it, but the water seeping from the ceiling is not tap water, but blood. The house is a mess. I guess not. Someone died upstairs, but after thinking about it, I think it’s not right.”

"Why not?" Wu Xin suddenly asked.

"The owner upstairs has been dead for more than half a month. The police took away the body long ago. How could there be blood oozing down!" said the aunt.

"What's the owner's name?"

"It seems that the surname is Hu, what is the name Lan Lan, hey, comrades in the police, why are you going, hey, wait for me..."