After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

"Need...to eat? It's already past the meal time." Ye Qianluo complained, but obediently followed Mo Yuanbai into the noodle restaurant.

"If you don't eat two meals, the body can bear it? If you want to live in the censer of the Palace of Wuqing, just say so." Mo Yuanbai didn't look back, entered the noodle restaurant and chose a seat to sit down.

"Boss, a bowl of plain noodles and a bowl of beef noodles."

Mo Yuanbai nodded and watched Ye Qianluo stop in front of him and wipe the table and chairs for him with a tissue.

"I...Okay..." Ye Qianluo swallowed back the words.

He didn't dare to say that he had eaten breakfast in an orderly manner before going to the team when the work of the detective team was so intense.

Two bowls of noodles, one meat and one vegetarian, were quickly brought up. Mo Yuanbai pushed the meat noodles to Ye Qianluo, and pulled out the chopsticks from the chopstick holder to pick up the vegetarian noodles to eat.

"Uh... mind if I soak the chopsticks in boiling water?" Ye Qianluo desperately tested Mo Yuanbai's bottom line again.

"You have a lot to do. Boss, bring a pot of boiling water." Mo Yuanbai raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ye Qianluo, but still called the boss to bring boiling water.

Ye Qianluo quickly poured two cups of boiling water, took out two pairs of chopsticks, soaked them in the boiling water, then dried them carefully with a paper towel, handed over a pair and said, "Boss, change another pair?"

A pair of chopsticks was stretched out in front of Mo Yuanbai, and they were inserted directly in front of his noodle bowl. He let go of the chopsticks he was eating, and under Ye Qianluo's expectant gaze, he took the chopsticks and continued to pick out noodles to eat.

Ye Qianluo sat across from Mo Yuanbai, he picked up a few slices of beef floating on the surface with chopsticks and chewed slowly, staring at Mo Yuanbai's plump and smooth forehead when he lowered his head.

As the two ate noodles quietly, Ye Qianluo's thoughts came alive. Just now, Mo Yuanbai changed the chopsticks he handed him, giving him a wrong hint that Mo Yuanbai's bottom line is far from this.

"Boss, why don't you eat meat? Is... is there any taboo?" So, someone poked his face and asked aggressively.

Mo Yuanbai suddenly stopped eating noodles, looked up, his peach eyes narrowed dangerously, Ye Qianluo's breath was choked.

finished?Stepped on the line?

"Eat your noodles!" Mo Yuanbai saw that the pupils of the person opposite him shrank, and he guiltyly picked a large chopstick of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, then warned coldly, and lowered his head again.

Under the table, Ye Qianluo slowly loosened his clenched hands, his palms were covered in sweat.

do?Who can blame?

It is enough to get a bargain from Mo Yuanbai once a day, and it will be troublesome if you do too much.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Especially next to Mr. Ming Judgment.

Ye Qianluo sucked his face "snoringly" to cover up his embarrassing side.

As soon as Ye Qianluo shut up, he stopped being picky when he ate the noodles, and there was no taste in his left and right mouths. When Mo Yuanbai finished eating the noodles, he also ate half of the bowl, and stood next to Mo Yuanbai. up.

"Don't you want to eat?" Mo Yuanbai looked at the noodles in Ye Qianluo's bowl and asked.

"Uh... full." Ye Qianluo stroked his stomach deliberately, took out a tissue box from the tissue box on the table, and pressed the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yuanbai left some money on the table and turned to leave. Ye Qianluo glanced at the money on the table, stuck out his tongue behind his back, and complained silently: "What year is it, and you still use cash...scan the QR code to pay." Doesn't money smell good..."

People in Wuqing Temple like to use banknotes. Every time Sima Zhiyuan went to collect the case handling funds, Sima Zhiyuan asked the logistics department to exchange them for cash. Ye Qianluo felt that Mo Yuanbai's hobby must have affected the whole team.

"Is it because the body doesn't have the food to adapt to the world?" Mo Yuanbai got into the car, and asked Ye Qianluo who got into the car next.

"No, no! I have a bad appetite!" Ye Qianluo quickly denied it. He was afraid of answering yes, so he was thrown into the censer of Wuqing Palace to eat incense.

"Eat more next time! Only when you are full will you have the strength to work." Mo Yuanbai said while turning the steering wheel to back the car out of the parking space.

"Oh..." Ye Qianluo responded in a low voice, jumping with joy in his heart.

He automatically thought it was Mo Yuanbai's concern for him.

After eating, Mo Yuanbai started to drive more aggressively.

If you put wings on the car, the car can fly. Ye Qianluo was squeezed by the seat belt on the seat, and couldn't speak a complete sentence. Today's drive was nearly 10 minutes faster than before.

"Squealing—" There was an emergency brake sound, the rear of the off-road vehicle flicked, and it drifted to a stop in the compound of the village committee of Xiaojiang Village.

When Ye Qianluo woke up from the dizziness, Mo Yuanbai, who was beside him with a solemn expression, had already got out of the car.

He slowly unbuckled his seat belt, rubbed his forehead, touched his chest that was sore from the seat belt, and couldn't help grinning: "I don't know how to be sympathetic! Hiss—"

From Mo Yuanbai's almost venting driving, Ye Qianluo keenly felt that "not eating meat" must be Mo Yuanbai's taboo.

Could it be that this broken system was set up?

Ye Qianluo reached out and knocked on the car door handle, forgetting about his chest pain, and began to feel sorry for Mo Yuanbai.

When he got out of the car, Mo Yuanbai had already come out of the village committee, and said to him, "Zhao Yuanfa went to the city for a meeting today, and he has already been contacted. He told us to wait at his house, and he will be right back."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yuanbai opened the door, got into the cab, and started the car.

Before the car was about to set off, Ye Qianluo quickly opened the door of the passenger compartment and sat in. He was afraid that he might be left behind if he was too slow.

"Isn't that the Red Dragonfly massage room? The cordon is still there. It turns out that when Zhao Yuanfa goes to work at the village committee every day, he has to go through the Red Dragonfly?" Ye Qianluo pointed to the car window.

Mo Yuanbai only turned his head to take a look, then said to Ye Qianluo: "Look at the group, what progress has everyone made?"

Ye Qianluo took out his mobile phone, paused his finger on the profile picture of "husband", then clicked into the detective team group, and read it carefully: "Uncle Hua, Sister Nan, and Zhou Xiaofei, the three of them were separated in the market. I searched for similar knives on the Internet, but now that the Internet is too developed, everything can be bought from all over the world, and it is difficult to find the source of the knives. The three of them sorted it out, and they can only conclude that this is a kitchen knife. It should be a set, this one is specially used for boning."

"According to inquiries with relevant people, the price of this set of knives is tens of thousands, and it is not a kitchen utensil that ordinary people can afford." Ye Qianluo raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yuanbai while reading, and continued to read when he saw that he didn't respond .

"He Yuxiao continued to investigate the victim's contact person, and there are no suspects who meet the requirements. Everyone in the badminton club checked it out. In addition to Zhao Yuanfa, there is another badminton enthusiast from the next village who is eligible. He Yuxiao said that he is contacting that person. See if you can provide an alibi."

"Hey, Sima Zhiyuan has something interesting to do..." Ye Qianluo played tricks on purpose, but unexpectedly, Mo Yuanbai stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated, causing his ribs to ache again.

The boss never urges verbally, he only expresses it with actions.

"Sima said that Sun Xiaohong's concubine husband, Liu Jinming, arrived at the bureau in advance of his schedule, but met Sun Xiaohong's parents and her unmarried child. He and Sun Xiaohong's father had a fight outside the interrogation room of the detective team. It was Wu Qiuqiu who persuaded him Let’s fight.” Ye Qianluo didn’t dare to play tricks anymore, and honestly read the information reported in the group.

"How's the question going?" Mo Yuanbai finally stopped Ye Qianluo from singing a one-man show alone, and interjected.

"Liu Jinming asked first. He spent 10 yuan as a betrothal gift to Sun Xiaohong, and this time he was out of money. Sun Xiaohong concealed the fact that she had given birth to a child and used Liu Jinming as a long-term meal ticket. According to Liu Jinming's confession, Sun Xiaohong has sexually transmitted diseases. The infection was passed on to him, so he secretly went to a private clinic to see him, and he dared not speak out against Sun Xiaohong." Ye Qianluo looked through the transcript posted in the group for Mo Yuanbai to read.

"Come back, we are rushing to Zhao Yuanfa's house." From the corner of Mo Yuanbai's eyes, he saw Ye Qianluo was about to reach for his mobile phone, so he said, "You can go back, it's not an order."

"Oh..." Ye Qianluo was seen through by Mo Yuanbai, half-way withdrew his hand, and took his mobile phone to post their recent situation in the group.

"We can't give up investigating the suspects based on the deceased's social relations. You remind Sima, let them ask who is the person who made Sun Xiaohong pregnant out of wedlock. See if he is suspected of committing the crime." Mo Yuanbai's finger lightly He knocked on the steering wheel and said to Ye Qianluo.

"Oh." The person next to him responded and raised his hand to operate on the phone.

"Boss, Wu Qiuqiu said, they asked just now, and Sun Xiaohong's parents didn't know who that person was. As far as they knew, Sun Xiaohong was once drunk and raped in a bar..." Ye Qianluo quickly replied.

"No report?" Mo Yuanbai followed Ye Qianluo's words.

"Didn't dare to report. At that time, Sun Xiaohong was still young. She secretly went back to her hometown to give birth and gave birth to her child. She threw it to her parents, and she used her single image to deceive honest people like Liu Jinming. This private life is chaotic... for Sun Xiaohong's parents and Liu Jinming. The contact person has five pages, and they are so angry..." Seeing Mo Yuanbai's question, Ye Qianluo started a dyeing workshop in his heart, and when he was about to start, the off-road vehicle slammed on the brakes and stopped. The door of a small bungalow.

"Here we are. Remember to take the notebook." As soon as the cab door opened and closed, Mo Yuanbai left the car and got out of the car.

"Oh." Ye Qianluo had a lot to say but got stuck in his throat, so he had to get out of the car with his notebook in his hands.

Zhao Yuanfa's home is considered grand in the village. The single-family house stands out from the others with a slightly ordinary design, but meets the economic conditions of being able to afford a badminton club and 1 yuan for knives.

Mo Yuanbai squinted his peach blossom eyes outside the door of the small bungalow. He stopped Ye Qianluo who was about to reach out to ring the doorbell: "Wait, have you noticed that their house is very dark?"

Ye Qianluo took a few steps back, looked at the house again, and exchanged a glance with Mo Yuanbai: "Yin flourishes and Yang declines, high in the south and low in the north, what kind of formation does it seem?"

"That's right." Mo Yuanbai reached out and rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-" the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" A lazy female voice sounded from the door.

Mo Yuanbai glanced at Ye Qianluo, who understood, and stepped forward to answer: "Is it Mrs. Zhao? We are from the detective team. I contacted Director Zhao about a case in the village and wanted to learn more about him. He Let us come home and wait for him."

"Oh, is it a comrade from the detective team? Wait a moment, I'm taking a nap at noon, and I'll change my clothes." After the voice inside finished speaking, there was no more sound.

Said to wait, Mo Yuanbai and the others waited for half an hour, but there was still no movement at the gate.

"That... It is said that women have to dress up for a long time when they go out?" Seeing Mo Yuanbai looking up at the house, Ye Qianluo comforted him.

"You know women very well?" Unexpectedly, Mo Yuanbai, who had been immersed in his own world, obviously heard it.

Ye Qianluo: "..."