Young detective case book

Suye watched helplessly as the old man disappeared around the corner of the street, while his father was beaten and tortured like a dilapidated oversized doll, with broken foreheads, broken noses, broken mouth corners, and messy marks all over his body. of shoe tracks.

Those onlookers are still watching, just watching...

Suye suddenly felt very cold, his whole heart seemed to be covered with ice.Despair, sadness and anger spread from the bottom of his heart little by little...

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"Little bastard! Open the door for me!" The sudden roar woke up Suye from the painful memories, followed by the sound of the door being pounded like a drum, "Suye! Get out of here!" come out!"

With great effort to open his eyelids, Suye blinked vigorously, his heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest.The room was dark, there were no fathers who were beaten up, no ruthless street teenagers, no onlookers who looked on coldly... nothing.

His mind was still immersed in a certain emotion and he couldn't extricate himself from it. He thought he had forgotten something that happened so long ago, but it turned out that it had been properly sealed in a certain corner.When the gate of memory suddenly opened without warning, releasing the unbearable past that he didn't want to look back, the strong sentimentality also gushed out, drowning him in an instant.

"Little bastard! Open the door quickly! See if I don't beat you to death!" The voice was still banging on the door angrily and roaring loudly. It was Su Bohan.

Confused, I don't know what's going on right now.Suye sat up in a daze, his brain still not working well, he untied the rope tied around his ankle completely by instinct, and stuffed it into the bedside table next to him.

As soon as he lifted his foot, before he got off the ground, someone impatiently opened the door with a key.Then, someone stepped in and "clicked" the light switch next to the door.

The bright white light that streamed down in an instant made him squint his eyes, and vaguely saw Su Bohan's burly figure standing at the door, and Song Bo followed closely behind him, holding a string of shining things in his hand. key.

Su Ye felt inexplicable, and just about to speak, Su Bohan was already charging towards him fiercely like an enraged bull.

"Slap!" Toutou slapped hard.

The sound of slapping flesh was very clear and piercing in a quiet room.

Su Ye was stunned by the beating, her ears were buzzing.

"Old Song! Bring me a stick! I'm going to beat him to death!" Su Bohan yelled furiously, his fierce and ferocious eyes like a bullfight were burning with an extremely angry fire, and because he was so angry, his cheeks were terrible. Twisting and twitching, the character eyebrows kept shaking.

Subconsciously touched his burning cheeks, Suye's expression was as calm as ever, neither surprised nor angry, he just looked at Subohan indifferently, and after half a minute, he asked slowly: "What are you doing?" why did you hit me?"

"You still dare to ask me why?!" Su Bohan continued to yell, "Old Song, what are you waiting for?! Hurry up and get the stick!"

"Master..." Uncle Song stood there without moving, and shouted in embarrassment.

"You actually dare not listen to me, don't you?!" With fierce eyes, he quickly looked around the room, and Su Bohan caught a glimpse of the drawing ruler Suye put on the desk.He picked it up, swung the ruler high, and swung it down viciously at Suye: "I'm going to kill you! Kill you, you little bastard!"

Su Ye turned her head away, her face was still indifferent, emotionless, and asked coldly: "Why did you hit me?"

"Why?! Why do you say I am?! You little bastard! How could you treat Han Yue like this?!"

"You call me a little beast, then what are you?" Su Ye retorted lightly.

"Damn bastard! Be as virtuous as your shameless mother!" Unexpectedly, a person who is usually boring like a gourd will suddenly become so sharp-tongued. Su Bohan was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The finger pointing at him trembled.

Su Ye said indifferently: "My mother is not very good, but don't forget, I still have half the blood of your Su family, and it seems that your blood is not very good either."

Su Bohan was almost driven mad by his anger, panting heavily.

Lowering her eyelashes to cover her black and dark eyes, Su Ye spoke very slowly, word by word, "As you said, I am not your grandson, nor a member of the Su family, so you are not qualified to teach me a lesson!"

"See if I'm qualified!" Su Bohan raised his hand again, Uncle Song rushed over, trying to grab his arm to stop him, but was thrown aside by the furious Su Bohan, hitting his waist hard to the corner of the desk.

"Master, master, please calm down." Uncle Song persuaded helplessly. After all, he was old. The old man with a broken waist was crying inwardly, not knowing how to end it, when suddenly someone pushed the door in and said with a half-smile: "Grandpa stays up late at night, is he learning 'San Niang teaches the son'?"

The all-purpose fire extinguisher came... Uncle Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief, supported his waist, and moved to the side calmly.

It was obvious that he was taking a shower just now, because he didn't have time to wipe it off, the ends of Ou Yuchen's hair were still dripping with water, and the nightgown he hastily wrapped around his body was half uncovered, revealing his bronzed chest/chest.He has a super perfect figure comparable to a model. He is not as muscular as a bodybuilder, but he is quite strong and tight, without a trace of fat.The smooth and delicate skin/skin exudes a creamy satin-like light luster under the light, which is extremely sexy/sexy.

Seeing it, Su Ye suddenly felt a little parched, he hastily looked away.

Ou Yuchen didn't notice his strangeness. While fastening the belt of his nightgown, he looked at the three people in the room in surprise, his eyes finally fell on Su Ye's flushed cheeks, he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?" ?”

Su Bohan gritted his teeth and said, "Ask Suye, what did he do!"

"Huh?" Ou Yuchen looked at Su Ye puzzled, "What did you do?"

After a few seconds of silence, Suye replied slowly, "I don't know either."

"How dare you say you don't know?!" Su Bohan was so angry that he wanted to beat him again.

Suye's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was as calm as stagnant water, without the slightest ripple: "No matter what happened, shouldn't you first ask if I did it before you can convict me?"

"If it's not you, who else could it be?!" Subohan raised his eyes and roared.

"You think I did it just because you think I did it." Su Ye pointed out sharply.

Su Bohan choked, unexpectedly unable to utter a rebuttal in a hurry.

The two of them couldn't get to the point for a long time, so Ou Yuchen naturally knew who to ask, raised his pretty eyebrows gracefully, and coughed lightly: "Uncle Song."

Song Uncle couldn't pretend to be a wallflower any more, so he quickly spoke up and replied, "Someone hung a simulated doll in Ms. Hanyue's bedroom. When Ms. Hanyue returned to her room, at first glance, she thought there was a dead person hanging inside. I was so scared." He glanced at Ou Yuchen, and added cautiously, "Don't worry, I have already sent Miss Hanyue to the guest room to rest, and Alan is accompanying her."

Suye had been paying attention to Ou Yuchen intentionally or unintentionally, and was suddenly taken aback at this moment. Ou Yuchen's originally calm pupils contracted slightly, and he maintained a rigid expression for three or four seconds - there was no doubt that he had never seen him before. According to the basic reaction pattern of psychology, Song Bo's words made him show abnormal sensitivity, concern and surprise, as well as emotions similar to fear. Although it was not obvious, it was indeed fear.

This strange behavior is obviously not simply because of worrying about Zhang Hanyue, so what is the reason?Su Ye felt puzzled, and also had a vague sense of unease.

Different from the emotions revealed purely based on instinct, Ou Yuchen couldn't see any abnormality on his face. He patted Su Bohan's shoulder affectionately and said in a relaxed tone: "Grandpa, have you forgotten again? The doctor told you to control your emotions." , Accidentally, the blood pressure is going to rise again. You don’t know the temper of your grandson? I guarantee you that Suye will never do such a boring thing. You know those classmates of me and Hanyue , some of them are very mischievous, and they do things without thinking, they must be playing pranks."

He was dubious about his words, Su Bohan kept a stern face and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, it's late at night, don't wake everyone up, it will become a joke if it spreads out. Anyway, today is a good day for me and Hanyue, so calm down." Without any explanation, Ou Yuchen held Su with both hands Bohan shoulder, pushed him out of the room, and at the same time gave Uncle Song a wink, his tone became more gentle, "Well, your heart is not good, the doctor told you, you must ensure enough sleep time, especially not to get angry. Uncle Song will send you back to your room to rest first, and I will handle the matter of dolls, no matter who did it, I will never forgive him lightly."

Uncle Song got his reminder and hurried over, holding Su Bohan's arm. Su Bohan didn't say anything, but he didn't object either.

Su Ye silently watched the two people's backs disappear at the door, and was once again convinced of Su Bohan's love for Ou Yuchen and Ou Yuchen's shrewdness.He was as slippery as a loach, as cunning as a thousand-year-old fox, and he managed to extinguish Su Bohan's anger with just a few words, it was unimaginable to change him.

But, why did he have that abnormal reaction just now?

Suye was still in a daze, when Ou Yuchen suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand to touch his cheek, softly, as if afraid of hurting him, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Su Ye blushed, froze for a moment, then slowly shook her head.

"Grandpa is too impulsive. He shouldn't convict you indiscriminately, let alone beat you. I apologize to you on his behalf." The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain was dripping down the window glass, like someone's tears.In the lonely midnight, Ou Yuchen's voice was long and slow, with an intoxicating gentleness.