After I died, I became a cat

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When he was talking, in the police station, which was as noisy as a vegetable market, for a moment, it seemed like a TV whose volume had been turned down by someone using a remote control.

After he finished speaking, other voices sounded again.

"...Junior high school students beat adult gangsters to death? So capable?!"

"Brother Chen."

"I was wrong, I didn't talk, can you give me a pack of that cookie? Ah, egg tart? Made it yourself? Thank you!"

Ye Weidan saw the young man who should be called by the old dean, squatting down in front of the little fat man.

The little fat man stopped crying when the young man walked in front of him, only sobbing once in a while.The young man took two egg tarts, opened his mouth to bite off half of one, held the other up in front of the little fat man, and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

The little fat man took it.

Judging from his blank expression, Ye Weidan felt that even if the young man gave him a bottle of dichlorvos, he could drink it without looking at anything.

Ye Weidan was right, the little fat man took the egg tart and took a bite, forgetting that there was a tinfoil egg tart holder under the egg tart.

"Pfft hahahaha."

Then the young man who gave the egg tart to the little fat man immediately laughed very badly.

Seeing that the little fat man was about to cry again, the young man said: "It's all right, don't feel stupid, after all, being offered an egg tart by a handsome guy—"

"Senior Brother Chen, I invited you to eat those two egg tarts."

"—Ahem, being invited by such a handsome big brother to share the egg tarts made by a pretty sister, it's only natural to make small mistakes, and I'm used to it."

"..."

Although I really want to show that I don't care about you, Ye Weidan can't help but listen carefully to what this young man said.

After hearing what he said, Ye Weidan was speechless.

... This person seems to be different from the brainless top student he imagined?

No, it's completely different!

Seeing the young man pinching the little fat man's face with greasy fingers, Ye Weidan thought.

"I said you, why were you crying just now?" the young man pinched the little fat man's face and asked.

"Woo... I hurt someone..."

"But at least you didn't get beaten up yourself, did you? Huh?"

The young man looked around and said, "I can't see any injuries, the skin is rough and the flesh is really thick."

"...but I beat him to death... woo woo woo..."

"Well, I know, and then what?"

"Mom and Dad will come soon...they'll kill me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Will it beat you to the bone?"

"……belch?"

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you were beaten to the point of bleeding? It is very likely that you will be sent to the hospital and maybe you will not be beaten at all. To make them angry?"

"I...I don't want to..."

"Oh, do you know where I went wrong?"

"I shouldn't have jumped over the wall to skip class and go to an Internet cafe..."

"Well, yes, don't cry, and apologize to your parents later—Junior Sister, give me two more egg tarts!"

There were still two egg tarts, and one was still given to the little fat man. Ye Weidan, who was rumbling with hunger, had no expression on his face, while the young man had already stood up and went to the other side to chat with the policemen of this police station.

Ye Weidan pricked up his ears to listen.

"... What if it's the kind of parents who are particularly strict and violent? Brother Chen, you suddenly start talking to me..."

"...How is it possible? That little fat man was soaked in a honey pot at first glance. Look at the clothes under his school uniform and his body, but just in case, I will go and talk to that little fat man's parents when they come over later." Are they chatting? Ah, junior sister, do you still have egg tarts?"

The little fat man's parents were indeed the first to arrive, and the young man did go over and chat with them.Because it looked like there were a lot of people, but in fact there were only four people fighting together, which was not up to the standard of gang fights. It was still very easy for the minors to release people.

The actual punishment depends on the plans of the school and the family. In short, the students who skipped class with Ye Weidan were taken back by their parents one by one.

In the end, only Ye Weidan was left sitting there.

The young man who was called by the old dean didn't know where he went.

Damn my lord...Ye Weidan thought so when he suddenly heard the chair creak beside him, and someone sat down on it.

A hand stretched out from the side, holding a piece of egg tart.

"Eat?"

It was like a question from a young man who suddenly appeared.

Ye Weidan turned his head abruptly.

The boy in the second year of junior high school is tall, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and he stands out from the crowd among junior high school students, and he is not far behind the adults.The young man who suddenly sat down next to him was about 1.8 meters tall, but because he was an adult, he was different from Ye Weidan who was in the growth period and looked very thin.

"The last one."

The adult said, looking at Ye Weidan.

This was the first time the two saw eye to eye after meeting.

result……

"Although it's cold, the taste is okay. Did you really come out of the same orphanage as me? Did you cry like this without eating? Hey, hey, who has a napkin!"

"Crying in the toilet, how old are you?"

Ye Weidan, who closed his eyes and stood under the shower head, let the hot water wash away the foam on his head, heard someone say.

Ye Weidan, who had already grown from nearly 1.8 meters to more than 1.9 meters, seemed to be able to squeeze through the narrow bathroom with a little movement, was suddenly taken aback, escaped from his memory, and turned his head abruptly.

The frosted glass sliding door of the bathroom slid open at some point, and Chen Erhuang, who had left the room at some point, seemed to be passing by, and glanced into the bathroom through the crack.

"...!!!"

Ye Weidan's first reaction was to shake off the towel in front of him instantly.

The twelve words "Everyone is a man, what is there to stop" were written in the little black cat's eyes.

"I...I...I..." Ye Weidan's brain was like a short circuit, he repeated a word meaninglessly, but he didn't know what to say.

Across from the toilet, a tenant in another room suddenly opened the door and came out.

In the bathroom, Ye Weidan slammed the glass sliding door shut.The tenant in the other room glanced around suspiciously, probably because he heard a strange voice just now.

But Chen Erhuang didn't show anything at all, and trotted back to Ye Weidan's room amidst another tenant's meowing.

Five minutes later, Ye Weidan also returned to the room with a towel on his head.

As soon as the door was closed, he turned his head and shouted at Chen Erhuang: "I didn't cry just now!"

Chen Erhuang looked at him blankly, and said, "Do you think you can hide your tricks from me?"

"What a small move..."

"The eye circles are still red."

"no!"

"If you say no, then there will be no..."

Chen Erhuang said, took another look, and found that the kid had deliberately turned around to avoid his scrutiny, so he looked away.

What a crybaby.

That night in the cemetery, I also cried a lot.

But running to the toilet is indeed a new routine, so can this aspect still evolve?

It's going to be full soon, and it's not too small.

While Chen Erhuang was thinking casually, he turned on his phone.

As a "dead person", he can no longer speak on the Internet, but from the WeChat circle of friends, he can still get a glimpse of the lives of his colleagues in the past, and from the work group, he can also see them discussing a few words about their current work.

Chen Erhuang didn't want to participate in every case to help, but in modern society, the police is the profession that is most likely to encounter mystery, and a universe is gradually changing from a world without mystery to a world of low mystery, and the transition in the middle cannot be smooth.

Anyway, investigating and recovering mysteries is his current job, paying more attention to the news can also help colleagues in the bureau.

It's great that everyone's work didn't come across anything strange today.

However, it has been many days since he "died", and the news should have spread, why is there still someone sending him a message today.

And the person who sent the message is...

Li Zhimi.

If not in the game, the last time the two of them sent messages to each other, it should be a group message to celebrate the Spring Festival, right?

A little puzzled, Chen Erhuang clicked on the news.

[Li Zhimi: Er Ye, do you know? 】

[Li Zhimi: Luo Wen, our junior high school classmate, went to become an anchor!with his brother! 】

[Li Zhimi: I think his live broadcast is pretty good]

[Li Zhimi: Especially the episode of Yongfu Township, it was so funny, there is a screen recording on the Internet, you can go and see]

Chen Erhuang: "..."

It was actually about Luo Wen and the PU investigation service game!

Yongfu Township, ah, yes, it was the investigation by Empress Pu Tao...it doesn't seem too funny, does it?

It's a bit strange for Li Zhimi to send this news.

Chen Erhuang glanced at the time and found that it was sent over an hour ago, when they first entered the game.However, Chen Erhuang had already gone to another universe at that time, so he did not receive any news.

At that time, Li Zhimi, who hadn't played the game for several days, was invited by A Dan to form a team, and also saw "Luo Wen" in the team, that is, me...

Then there is no need to send him such a few messages?

The episode of Yongfu Township...

"what!"

Chen Erhuang suddenly called out.

Ye Weidan, who had always turned his back to Chen Erhuang, turned around in an instant, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Erhuang also looked at him and asked, "Did you call my name in front of the live broadcast audience during the episode of Pu Tao Empress in Yongfu Township?"

"No," Ye Weidan said, "I turned off the live broadcast when I called you."

"...Eh? Is that so?"

Chen Erhuang tilted his head to think.

"So what's the matter?" Ye Weidan asked.

"Li Zhimi seems to have guessed that I'm not Luo Wen, but Chen Erhuang," Chen Erhuang said, "This guy, with such a knack for knowing things, why does he want to be a micro-business?"

As a master of women's clothing, why do you want to be a handmade soap wechat business?

As a master of women's clothing who can control all kinds of men, why do you want to be a handmade soap wechat business?

As a women's clothing tycoon who can see the fall of a leaf and know the autumn of the world, and has various means to control men, why should he become a handmade soap wechat business?

...It can't be because he likes to pick up soap, right?

"The more than ten years of getting along in the orphanage seemed fake. Although I paid little attention to this elder brother at the time," Chen Erhuang asked strangely, "but why did he hide himself at that time?"

He opened the circle of friends, scrolled down a few times, and as expected, he saw the wechat advertisement of Nanna's handmade soap posted by Li Zhimi.

The tone used in advertising is also completely feminine.

The few messages sent over should remind him to pay more attention to what to hide, right?There was no expression of surprise at the reappearance of a dead person at all.

Chen Erhuang returned to the message interface with Li Zhimi, staring at the four messages, thinking about what Li Zhimi meant.

As a result, before he could think for a long time, the place where Li Zhimi's name was displayed on the top of WeChat suddenly changed to "The other party is typing..."

Hey?

In the next second, a message popped up at the bottom of the phone.

[Li Zhimi: SOS! ! ! 】

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The author has something to say:

On the second day, they retreated from the eight o'clock front to the eleven o'clock front.

Counterattack tomorrow!