God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

"In addition to this, it is also possible that they are engaged in biological research."

Yao Jingrong picked up the glass slide containing the maggot specimen, and rubbed it twice with his fingertips:

"This kind of maggot is hatched from the eggs of hemp flies. Its growth cycle is seven to fourteen days. It can be regarded as a kind of short growth cycle among flies. The murderer is very familiar with the growth cycle of flies. I am even familiar with maggot culture, so I guess except for doctors, it is possible that they are engaged in biological research, taking a step back, science students. "

Wen Xichun returned to the office and sorted out the following clues:

1. The deceased all died of excessive blood loss (except heart disease) rather than a single fatal blow, which shows that the murderer knows how to slowly torture people to death while avoiding the fatal point.

2. The crime tools are suspected to be sharp branches and scrap metal at the scene.

3. The murderer has medical gloves and is familiar with biological knowledge such as the growth cycle of hemp flies, indicating that the murderer may be a doctor or a biological researcher.

4. The murderer is a local, familiar with the monitoring blind spot, and has been surveying the terrain in the crime zone.

Wen Xichun sorted out the clues and yawned big.

Just as he was about to go home from get off work, the door of the office suddenly opened.

Standing at the door was a flamboyant young man holding pancakes with his fingers and eating deliciously.

Tong Si was gnawing on the finger cakes, cursing in his heart that he guessed that he would be assigned to be on night shift when he first arrived, and when he pushed the door——

Whoops?God really showed up?Knowing that he was lonely and unbearably lonely on duty, he specially sent a beautiful girl here?

"You have a sister—"

"Don't make noise." You don't need to listen to Wen Xichun to know what he's going to say, so stop casting the spell first.

Tong Si rubbed his eyes, looked at Wen Xichun, rubbed again, and looked again.

"Why do I think you look so familiar?"

Wen Xichun simply tore off the wig and threw it aside: "If your eyes are bad, get them treated quickly."

Grabbing the pancake with one bite, spraying out three meters high——

"Cough cough." Tong Si choked and coughed twice? "Team Wen, what is your special interest?"

"Yeah, I was discovered by you. It seems that I can only destroy the corpse." Wen Xichun said so, but never took his eyes off the computer.

"But Team Wen, didn't you leave work? Why are you still here?"

Wen Xichun waved to Tong Si, motioning him to come over and look at the clues he had sorted out.

"So, we went in the wrong direction at the beginning, not because of eye disease or cleft lip and palate, but..."

The two looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.

"Tong Zai, would you like to take a late-night forest tour with me?" Wen Xichun smiled mysteriously.

Tong Si raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his brow, his feet moved back unconsciously, and he took two steps back, shaking his head like a rattle:

"no, I do not……"

"No, you want to."

While speaking, the not-so-tall but oppressive figure had already slanted down. The poor boy was like a prey being targeted by a hungry wolf, and could only curl up in a corner and tremble...

Tong Si, who was sitting in the back seat of the police car, looked hopeless, just looking at the night scene whizzing by outside the window in confusion.

At first, I thought, eat a hand-cooked pancake, scroll through Weibo and watch the live broadcast. In this way, I won’t be on the night shift? It’s too difficult, I didn’t expect it, and the planned happy little day was ended by such a... very indescribable boss give break.

The police car stopped in front of Xinfu Station, and the two got out of the car.

The station sign of Xinfu Station has been rewashed, and new station stickers have been posted. The new one looks like it has just been built?

The forest where the murder occurred is hidden in the silent night, with twisted dead branches and twisted branches, like withered and terrifying ghost hands.

Wen Xichun turned on the wolf-eye flashlight and pointed it at the depths of the woods.

There is no end in sight.

Tong Si rubbed his arms and tried his best to push down the standing hairs: "Wow, this place...is really creepy."

Wen Xichun gestured to him to shut up, and lowered his voice: "Be quiet, so as not to attract some wild beasts in the deep forest, I can't beat them."

Tong Si hurriedly shut up, and followed Wen Xichun's footsteps.

The shoes made a disconcerting "chacha" sound when they stepped on the thick dead leaves?

In the dilapidated cabin, the bloody smell has not yet dissipated, and the naked eye is emitting a reddish-brown poisonous gas.

"I'll look inside the house, you look outside." Wen Xichun winked and whispered.

Tong Si didn't understand, so he asked, "What are you looking for?"

"What are you looking for, the murder weapon." Wen Xichun rolled his eyes at him, raised his hand and slowly pushed away the small wooden house that exuded a strange smell.

The same as the last time I came? It's just that there are more survey number plates.

Wen Xichun turned on the range of the flashlight to the maximum, and shone it inch by inch along the corner.

According to the general idea of ​​a murderer, even an imperceptible murder weapon must be destroyed. Insurance, if the murder weapon is a tree branch, what should be done? The easiest way to destroy the tree branch is to burn it.

Sure enough, when Wen Xichun thought of this method, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a black mass in the corner.

He took out the tweezers and picked up a little black substance, brought it to his nose and sniffed it.

Sure enough, it was a burnt smell.

It seemed as expected, the murderer destroyed the weapon at his fingertips on the spot, thinking that in this way, he would be able to hide without anyone noticing.

I thought it was someone who was not afraid of death and cynical? The cynical second-year illness, it was not because he had made so many preparations to conceal his identity.

"Team Wen~" A gloomy voice sounded from the door.

When Wen Xichun turned his head, he was facing a pale face.

"Can you? Can't? Don't pretend to be a ghost at night." Wen Xichun was staggered by this face, and after seeing who was coming, he touched his small chest with relief.

"Team Wen, with all due respect, your women's attire is even scarier."

Tong Si approached with a smile, and showed Wen Xichun what was in his hand: "I don't know if it's a clue, but I found this in the creek behind the wooden house."

What he held in his hand was a broken black hair tie, which was covered with dirt and mud, and was still dripping wet.

Wen Xichun took the hair tie with tweezers and carefully observed it: "Is this for the deceased?"

Tong Si shook his head: "Based on the traces left by the victim being dragged from the station, the deceased should have entered the woods from the direction of the station, and had not set foot behind the wooden house, so it is possible... ..."

Wen Xichun's eyes widened immediately, his pupils trembling slightly.

Is this hair tie...

"Yes..." Tong Si frowned, "It was left by a village woman passing by here."

Wen Xichun: ...

"No matter who left it, first? Take it back for a test."

The two of them worked until midnight in the deep mountains and wild forests. They re-surveyed the scene in the dark. They didn't go back to their respective homes until after three in the morning.

When he got home, Wen Xichun washed up and planned to go to bed first, but when he was looking for his mobile phone in his coat pocket, a transparent film bag fell out of his pocket.

It was the broken black hair tie.

Strange, I put this in the evidence room just now, why did it somehow slip into my pocket again?Is there a memory error?Or simply forgot to put it.

Wen Xichun was sitting on a chair, fiddling with this weird black hair tie.

It's just that there seems to be some strange and mysterious witchcraft in this hair tie? Or maybe? It's the point, Wen Xichun looks more and more, his head is bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.

In the end, he tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep——

****

"It is congenital retinal detachment. It is recommended to perform vitrectomy and refill with silicone oil to reattach the retina. However, the possibility of detachment cannot be ruled out. If it is serious, it may cause blindness. It is recommended that the family members be mentally prepared."

In the plain diagnosis room, the doctor seemed to be used to these various eye diseases caused by congenital or late stage, and did not pay attention to the changes in the expressions of the patient's family members when he said this.

If it can be treated, I will do my best. If it cannot be treated, I will not feel sad for it. At most, I will say "Sorry, we tried our best".

I am used to seeing the separation of life and death, and seeing the grief of the patient's family members, and I have gradually become numb.

"Doctor? Please, please save my son. He is only two years old. He still has a bright future ahead!" The family members simply knelt down on the ground, begging the doctor by his trouser legs.

"I can only say that I will try my best." The doctor stood up and made a "please" gesture to the patient's family.

Walking through the long and long corridor, I turned a blind eye to the family members on both sides who were crying in pain because of the failed operation, and just walked forward without destination.

Isn't there such a thing as a doctor's benevolence?No, it’s just that I’ve seen too many of them in the past ten years as a doctor, as if they all have a template, and even the expressions on hearing the bad news are very rigid, very resembling Actors who have long been stylized on the stage.

The doctor walked through the corridor in the wind, planning to have lunch first.

Behind the outpatient building is the inpatient department, where there are large areas of wisteria, winding and climbing on the wooden frame, growing gratifyingly, full of vitality and hope.

This is the only place where the doctor? feels relaxed. Whenever he walks here, he can't help but slow down and enjoy the relaxed atmosphere.

On the bench under the wisteria trellis, a thin figure was sitting there tightly, holding a book in his hand, and was reading it carefully.

Her long, gentle dark brown hair hangs down, and she can vaguely see her fair-skinned face.

The doctor? He hesitated, but walked slowly.

The girl who was reading a book seemed to hear the movement, and slowly raised her head——

The clear water-like pupils reveal a trace of timidity, and the very agile eyes make people's hearts jump suddenly.

But what is extremely incongruous with these charming eyes is that...like a white rabbit's three-parted lip under the small nose.

The girl quickly lowered her head when she saw someone coming.

But rather than bowing his head in low self-esteem, it would be better to say he bowed his head shyly.

The doctor also knew he was offended, so he took two steps back and looked away.

Not long after, the girl raised her head again, and unconsciously, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

The charming little claws instantly caught the doctor's attention.

Doctor? I know, this girl has a cleft lip and palate. Looking at her hospital gown, she may have come to the hospital for surgery.

Although I am not responsible for the lesions related to cleft lip and palate, but I have been in the hospital for a long time, what is it like? No one has seen it.

But it's really the first time that a girl with cleft lip and palate smiles so...cutely, like a gentle smile at someone, little white rabbit.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-1306:35:01~2021-06-1700:12:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Jiannan, you are the best one;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Zhuye Zhenzhen; -Mowei-10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 61 The Raven (13) From the moment I asked the victim to call the police, I saw the end.

The doctor just nodded to the girl politely, turned and left the wisteria frame full of vitality.

People? You will meet 800 million people in your life. In the end, you will get to know more than 3000 people? And only [-] people will be close to you. This probability is far greater than one in [-]. There is no beginning, and it is difficult to end. .

But as if drawn by fate, the doctor met this girl with harelips again. It was still the familiar wisteria flower stand, or that? The book "Wuthering Heights" on his knees, and the corners of his lips were still smiling like sweet candy.

"Doctor, I seem to have seen you." When the girl was speaking, her mouth was a little slurred due to cleft lip and palate, but she was unexpectedly confident and finished the sentence.

The doctor nodded. He didn't say much. He had more important things to do than chatting with a cleft lip and palate patient whom he had only seen twice.

It's just that when he walked quickly through the plain white corridor, it seemed that something was strongly attracting him, so he couldn't help but stop and look out the window.

From this position, you can just see the position of the wisteria flower stand.

In there, stood a thin, pale-skinned young girl, and she was also looking at this place with her eyes that were like autumn water.

At the moment when time merged, the probability of one in one hundred thousand began to shrink rapidly. The two seemed to be tied with an invisible thread between them, constantly drawing the distance closer, little by little, little by little...

The breeze rustled the pages of the book, and finally stopped at the sentence "It is God's business to punish the wicked. What we have to do is forgiveness."

Is it time to forgive?

The girl seems to like reading under the wisteria trellis very much, and she can be seen concentrating on it at a fixed time every day. It took her a week to finish reading the full English version of "Wuthering Heights".

Later, she came again, this time with a different book, "The Call of Cthulhu" by Lovecraft.

These two books seem to be two completely different styles, or even two concepts, but the same person loves them.

The doctor felt a little surprised, and couldn't help but stepped forward and glanced at the novel.

A black shadow was cast on the writing, the girl's slender fingers curled up slightly, and she raised her head suddenly.

The light-colored pupils were dotted with water, looking lovely?

The doctor knew he was offended, so he took two steps back and was about to leave.

"Doctor, do you know about the Cthulhu system?" The girl suddenly stopped him, still asking inarticulately.

To be honest, it’s not just knowing, it can be called love and obsession with the indescribable fear created by the Cthulhu system.

"My friend said, I look a lot like it." The girl turned to some colorful illustrations on the title page, pointed to one of the monsters that looked like a giant rift squid, and whispered.

When she said this, she was smiling, but there was water in her eyes.

The doctor frowned slightly. He didn't intend to break the girl's illusion of the hard-won "beautiful friendship", but in fact?:

"A real friend won't point fingers at your flaws or use them as metaphors. Even if you're joking, you should have a sense of proportion."

The girl smiled hastily, lowered her head and said, "But, I only have her as a friend."

The doctor looked at the small piece of skin exposed on the top of her head, sighed, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the girl:

"Want to find someone? Contact me if you want to talk. Although I'm not very good at comforting people, I can at least be a qualified listener."

The girl pinched the business card, her fingertips turning white.

After a while, she looked up, with a gentle smile on her lips: "I'm fine, I'm very strong, my mother said my mouth is like a bunny, very cute."

The doctor looked into her eyes and sighed in his heart: I am not the only one who has this idea.

From "Wuthering Heights" to "The Call of Cthulhu" to "Summer of the Kappa", the girl has read more than a dozen? Books in different styles, it seems that she likes reading books very much.

When the girl read No.15 book, the doctor finally knew her name:

Jiayi.

A very common but very nice name.

The girl underwent plastic surgery, and the operation was successful. After the gauze was removed, the girl could bid farewell to this cute little cleft lip. With an inconspicuous scar, she was no longer afraid of being ridiculed by others, and she could live confidently in the sun under.

The night before the girl left the hospital, the doctor was assigned to be on the night shift again. He was very bored, so he took a book that the girl had left here at that time, and flipped through it casually.

In fact, most of them have already been read two or three times, and it is not interesting to read them again.

In other words, I don't know why, but I can't calm down, and my mind is full of Jiayi who will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I may never see her again in the future.

But the doctor has repeatedly warned himself not to have strange thoughts? Not only because of the professional ethics of doctors, but also because of the responsibility to doctors and patients.

But in her mind, Jiayi smiled and told herself that she had no friends, but it was like a revolving lantern.

My heart is in a mess, I can't figure out any clues.

The late-night duty room lost the hustle and bustle of the day, and suddenly became mysteriously quiet. In the silent night, there was only a small night light that was not very bright, emitting a faint white light.

The doctor rubbed the space between his brows, and tried hard to kick out these unwanted thoughts from his mind.

The door of the office suddenly rang twice. The doctor thought it was the nurse on duty who came to report the situation, so he went to open the door without thinking——

Outside the door, stood a Qingjun girl with reddish lips and deep eyes.

"Doctor." The girl smiled purely and charmingly. After the operation, her lips recovered very well, and there were not even any scars. After she fully recovered, she probably wouldn't leave any scars at all.

The doctor was startled, then turned around: "Why are you here?"

The girl smiled and raised her hand to cover her mouth in embarrassment: "Come to say goodbye to you."

The doctor's heart beat violently, and he just nodded pretending to be innocent: "Yes, I see, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Besides, there are some things I want to tell you." The girl took a step forward and stopped only a few centimeters away from the doctor.

She lowered her head, took another step forward, and turned to face the doctor.

She gently took the doctor's hand, and slowly drew a small love heart on the doctor's rough palm with her slender and white fingertips.

The girl was discharged from the hospital, but the doctor did not send her off, because he knew that sending her off in his own capacity would be an unwarranted disaster.

He could only stand by the window of the office, looking in the direction of the hospital gate, his dark eyes were devoid of any expression.

Until that ?

The girl turned around and didn't look for it deliberately, as if she knew everything already. She waved her hand towards the window of the doctor's office and said with her lips:

"Goodbye."

My father once said, don't say goodbye to someone easily, because maybe this goodbye will become a farewell.

The girl returned to the university after the operation, and integrated into the beautiful campus life that should have belonged to her.

She still visits the doctor frequently, but this time, she no longer acts as a patient, but goes in and out as a friend.

Like all beautiful love stories, meeting is accidental and falling in love is expected.

The girl and the doctor soon fell in love, and the two agreed to get married when the girl graduated.

In fact, the doctor couldn't figure out what attracted him to the girl, but the cute cleft lip?Or, in the face of setbacks, not to be outdone, always smiling and strong.

But what the doctor couldn't understand was why the girl could face the setbacks with a smile, but when she could fully embrace the sunshine, she chose to jump down from the school's bell tower.

Then the body was separated. When the police arrived, they couldn't even lift the complete body. With just a slight pull, the limbs were torn apart like dough.

The reason given by the school: The girl failed her graduation thesis and was suspected of plagiarism. She might face the crisis of not being able to graduate. She couldn't accept the blow for a while and chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Can't compare to the blow of karma, is it heavier than living in darkness all day long?

The doctor didn't believe it, and this answer couldn't convince him.

He sneaked into the school secretly, and after various investigations, he finally locked his target on the girl's roommate who slept with her?

The "friend" who used to tease girls for being like Cthulhu monsters.

"In fact, she hates Jiayi very much. She often calls her a monster behind her back, saying that she can be scared to death most of the night. Jiayi has undergone plastic surgery and it is very successful. To be honest, Jiayi is much prettier than her. She asked Jiayi to meet somewhere in the school, but she was the only one who came back that night, and Jiayi never came back."

"I advise you not to? Don't worry, her father is something we can't afford to mess with. There is a high probability that this matter will be concluded as suicide?"

When the doctor asked the school to check the monitoring, the school leader just told him calmly that the monitoring memory was insufficient and the situation was not captured that night.

The doctor posted a lot of posts asking for help on the Internet, and one stone caused a thousand waves. Netizens were filled with righteous indignation, saying that this was a conspiracy or intentional murder.

However, in the end, it seems that it really didn't matter.

Overnight, all the posts and replies were deleted, and the trending searches were also removed.

This incident, Jiayi as a person, seemed to have never happened in this world.

There were only those two black hair ties, gently pulling up the girl's long, smooth hair, which seemed to be the only proof of her existence.

The doctor remembered the classic line in "Wuthering Heights": "It is God's business to punish evil, and what we have to do is forgiveness."

However, God? God does not exist.

****

Wen Xichun woke up suddenly, and the dazzling sunlight flew in from the window.

The two broken hair ties fell on hand.

At six o'clock in the morning, after a simple wash, Wen Xichun went straight to the police station, turned on the computer in Tong Si's sleepy eyes, and called up all of Jiayi's files.

Zhou Jiayi, 1995-2017, she only stayed here for a short time, and then left in a hurry.

This case was a few years ago, and it was closed long ago. It was handled according to the result of "suicide due to graduation"? The investigation lasted only three days.

Zhou Jiayi was a student majoring in Chinese at a first-class university in China. She jumped to her death one month before her graduation.

This is the whole of this case. Just a few or ten words covered her whole life.

It is also because of this that after the ultimate love is burned out, the ultimate hatred is bred, just like "Wuthering Heights", the hatred and "revenge" towards the society turned the doctor into a murderous machine without emotion.

So, who is this doctor?

According to the data, Zhou Jiayi was receiving plastic surgery at the Second Affiliated Hospital of Huizhou University at that time, and she was in charge of the ophthalmology department.

To be honest, Wen Xichun didn't believe in evil, nor would he determine the murderer based on just one dream.

But he is willing to believe that this is another way for the deceased to cry out about the injustice he has encountered.

Zhou Jiayi is not a fool who can only laugh, she can also feel pain and shed tears.

"Head? Son?" Just as Wen Xichun was about to take the next step, a square head suddenly squeezed into the office.

"Suspect? Turn yourself in!" Huang Jiu threw himself into Wen Xichun's arms.

Hasty footsteps sounded, and a group of people rushed downstairs. When they looked away, they saw a tall and dirty man.

He was wearing thin myopia glasses and a neat suit, but his body was covered with dried mud.

With a gentle and polite appearance, it's hard to believe that he is the devil who used extreme methods to kill the three people.

"The hair tie is here with you."

Strange, this person? The first sentence is not "I surrender myself" or "I killed this person", but preemptively ask the police.

Wen Xichun stared at the mud on his body.

It seems that he has already searched for the puddle and mud pit where the crime happened, but he failed to find the only spiritual sustenance for him, so he was expected to be found and taken away by the police.

Perhaps if he hadn't lost his hair tie, he wouldn't have come to the police station to surrender so early.

Wen Xichun took out the hair tie in the evidence bag, raised his hand and threw it out.

The scrunchie drew a perfect parabola in mid-air, and finally fell firmly into the man's hand.

The broken part has been repaired with hot melt glue and is intact.

The man? Rubbing the hair tie gently, he murmured softly, "I'm sorry I lost you."

Wen Xichun sneered, and raised his hand to the man in a "please" gesture.

Now it takes 7-10 years to train a doctor in China, but it only takes a few months to destroy a doctor.

"There is a fire in my heart, just like what Heathcliff said to Catherine, the world without you is hell, and I don't want to stay in this empty hell, since I ask the victims to report to the police station From the moment I made the phone call, I had already seen the end."

The man? When he said this, he was unexpectedly gentle, and he kept stroking the hair tie in his hand.

"There is a wronged person? A debtor has a debtor. These people are not the ones you should kill?"

Wen Xichun looked at him coldly. He could understand the loss and remorse of the other party's loss of his beloved, but he couldn't understand that the murderer vented his resentment on innocent people.

The doctor raised his eyes, and behind the thin lenses were pupils that could not see light:

"Then? What is right? Even though they are all human beings, some people live a life of brilliance, while some people can only stay in the dark forever. This is fairness, this is justice?"

The man's eye circles were reddish, maybe the so-called "some people" was just referring to Zhou Jiayi in his mind.

But now, the doctor is like a psychotic robot, full of revenge, unable to find the perpetrators of the past, so he has no choice but to become the perpetrator, irresponsible for those hastily closed cases The police roared and provoked.

Wen Xichun leaned closer, with the doctor's resentment in his pupils, he whispered:

"With me, the dead will never die in vain, and it is my entire duty to redress their grievances."

He still remembers that when he first entered the police station, the teacher in charge once asked him, "What do you think is a good policeman?"

The naive and young Wen Xichun said at the time: "Shenwu is majestic and brave to defeat the enemy."

The senior teacher shook his head with a smile, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Remember, a good policeman just doesn't let the good guys suffer a little bit of grievance, and doesn't let the bad guys get a little bit of sweetness."

This sentence has been deeply etched in my heart since then, and it has accompanied him through the long years of being a police officer.

****

Tong Si stretched his waist, and said with emotion: "The General Administration is a terrific critic. Solving a case is as easy as eating."

"Come on, if it's not this person? Who wants to die? Turn yourself in. I don't know? When will we find out?" Huang Jiu curled his lips, "However, it should be soon, since the autopsy results tell us that the murderer is a doctor , then we only need to investigate the ophthalmology and stomatology doctors in this city."

As soon as the case was concluded, everyone seemed to be on a big vacation, and everyone was in a panic. Huang Jiu took his broken badminton racket outside to exercise his biceps, and Tong Si was also happy. ? Just gave the game anchor ten small rockets.

Only Wen Xichun stared at the computer endlessly with his bloodshot and swollen eyes from lack of rest.

"Why is Team Wen so excited to watch? Let me see too." Tong Si drifted and slid to Wen Xichun's side in a swivel chair.

On the screen, there are several pieces of personal data information.

"What, don't tell me there's a new case!" Tong Si hurriedly slid away, pretending he didn't see anything.

Wen Xichun turned his head away, and looked at Tong Si with a smile: "This time you are successful in solving the case, I will apply for a bonus to your superiors."

When Tong Si slipped back, he wished he could be Wen Xichun and put up a plaque at home to enshrine: "Team Wen, I love you."

"But before that, you have to accompany me to England."

"I'm going to pack my things now. What's the weather like in England? I can wear a sweater. I want to bring my girlfriend with me. She won't go back to school in a month."

Wen Xichun nodded: "Yes, but you have to report to Deputy Director Yu first."

Tong Si just turned on his mobile phone to check the weather in England. After hearing this sentence, the mobile phone fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: the case is not over yet.

PS: Tong Si is the protagonist group in What is there in the depths (you can look through the column). I personally like his character, and I pull him to run around. In addition, Tong Si has a girlfriend who was cheated when he was an undercover agent. Hehe .

晚上还有一更。感谢在2021-06-1700:12:05~2021-06-1901:04:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Knock the top 3 on the cp;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: centuries10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!