Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Mao Xiaowei's body was removed from the tree.

Cheng Ji and the other three, as witnesses, were dragged to the scene by the police to take notes, and stayed in the cold wind until evening.

The police also faced fierce resistance while they were attacking the criminal gang. With the development of the case, Shangfeng, who was listed as a supervisor, would definitely not be able to sit still. Within a day, a working team would be stationed in Hongcheng to supervise the investigation on the spot, supplemented by thunderous means.

The life of the special case team is even more difficult, everyone has to be trained, and the team leader and deputy team leader have probably been trained so hard that they can't find their way - we policemen are hard-working, and we are not inferior to others.

In fact, it is not difficult to explain the setback of the police. It is not a matter of overnight that the opponent's group can grow. It may have been secretly entrenched in Hongcheng for more than ten or twenty years. They will be defeated immediately, and they may have more ammunition in their hands than the police!

Manager Zhou said goodbye to Cheng Ji briefly, and was carried up from the bottom of the slope by emergency personnel.

He will be sent for treatment, but the police will not disclose the location of his treatment, which is likely not in the Hongcheng area.He will also be kept under guard until the day his safety is confirmed.

Cheng Ji asked the police at the scene to ask if they had caught the main culprit of the criminal group. Unfortunately, the other party was not fooled, and he looked businesslike, and he had more doubts than trust in the three of them.

During the transcript, the released prisoner Geng Chunbiao kept emphasizing the scientific nature of the hexagrams signed by the Monk Temple, which made the other party even more impatient, and almost handcuffed him on the spot. Thanks to Qi Beisong's arrival, he was bailed out .

Of course, Lao Geng was very angry. He wanted to complain about the government's differential treatment. Zhao Jiarui dragged him out for a drink.

The two were worrying while having a drink in the tavern. Lao Geng scolded the eighteenth generation of drug lord ancestors, scolded them for being cruel and cruel, and scolded them for being inhumane.Zhao Jiarui had no choice but to open a room for him in a small hotel and send him to sleep.

Cheng Ji was led home by Qi Beisong, took off his shoes and sat on the floor without saying a word.

Qi Beisong turned to look at his face, and saw that he was dumbfounded.

Qi Beisong said: "Tsk, I'm a pretty good wife. She doesn't say anything even if her leg is broken. How can I be so stupid?"

Of course Cheng Ji was not stupid, he was just exhausted.

"..." He rubbed his temples, "I can't take it anymore, I will put quick-acting heart-relief pills in my pocket from now on."

Qi Beisong poured a small glass of foreign wine and held it in front of him.

Cheng Ji raised her dry eyes and refused: "No, I get a headache after drinking it."

"What do you want to do now? I'll accompany you."

Cheng Ji lay down on the spot, without a trace of blood on his face, and asked, "Is there any news from Brother Lei?"

"No, don't worry about it."

Qi Beisong saw that he was in a bad mood, so he went to the kitchen to order a plate of quick-frozen dumplings, and fed them to him one by one.

"You know how to make dumplings?" Cheng Ji asked softly after his mouth was full.

"I'll do it when I need it." Qi Beisong pinched his chopsticks and said, "When we're full, let's practice, and you can vent to me if you feel unhappy!"

He put down the dinner plate and dragged Cheng Ji into the small gym. The latter didn't want to cooperate at first, but he couldn't stand him asking for pressure, so he had to agree.

"Practice what?" Cheng Ji asked.

"The moves you used to lock my arms." Qi Beisong said, "Gracey Jiu-Jitsu."

Cheng Dian nodded: "Oh, last time it was cross-stretching. To put it bluntly, it is to force the opponent's elbow against the joint. It is the most widely used move in Jiu-Jitsu. You lie down."

Qi Beisong lay down within half a second, as long as Cheng Ji is happy, he is willing to do anything now.

Cheng Ji spread his legs, straddled his waist and slightly leaned on him, with his body centered on his chest with his hands.

This face-to-face posture made Qi Beisong sway, but he immediately restrained himself, because he must not be distracted when fighting with him!

"Put your hands on my shoulders." Cheng Ji said, "I will save effort when I turn later."

Qi Beisong immediately followed suit.

Cheng Ji's expression was not good, but his movements were still standard.He suddenly slid his body to the side, pressing Qi Beisong's chest with one leg and his face with the other, and Qi Beisong's arm was already held in his arms.

The bodies of the two sides crossed each other, he clamped his legs tightly, clasped the other's wrists and raised his hips slightly (in technical terms it is called a bridge), the eldest son Qi immediately cried out the pain.

Cheng Ji asked, "Hey, now you know how to beg for mercy?"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Qi Beisong shouted, "It hurts my wife!"

"Why do you feel pain when I don't use any force?" Cheng Ji said, "Your elbow was injured before?"

Qi Beisong didn't feel pain, he said "love my wife", of course the daughter-in-law has to coax her in pain, right?If the daughter-in-law is in a bad mood, she has to find ways to interrupt her to make him temporarily forget the unhappiness.

Cheng Ji let go of his hand and said, "If you use the cross solid proficiently, you can end most fights. Now you come to suppress me."

Qi Beisong asked: "How?"

Cheng Jiping lay down and said, "Just like I crushed you just now, am I not teaching you skills?"

Qi Beisong straddled him, and Cheng Ji snorted, "It's really heavy!"

Qi Beisong propped his hands on the side of his face, leaned down and smiled badly: "It's heavy, it's so heavy that you can't run away."

Cheng Ji patted his arm lightly: "Use the standard posture, put your hands on my chest."

Qi Beisong had long forgotten what the standard was or not, so he kissed him with his lips. Originally, he didn't really want to practice Jiu-Jitsu, and such a messy martial art would not be fun for a wife.

Cheng Ji didn't wait for him to kiss, turned over like a cloud and flowing water, clasped one of his arms and fixed him again.

"It hurts my daughter-in-law!"

"..." Cheng Jigang wanted to explain the secret of joint skills over legs, but when he heard the words, he lightly reprimanded, "Can you not beg for mercy?"

"It hurts! You are amazing! I lost!"

Cheng Ji had no choice but to let him go, looking very unhappy, and said with a sidelong glance, "I won't play with you anymore."

Qi Beisong stood up abruptly: "Don't, teach me Jiu-Jitsu! I really want to learn!"

Cheng Ji rushed over and pushed him down again, this time he didn't listen to his begging, and several tricks made him cry for his father and mother.

Qi Beisong slapped the floor and shouted: "Arm! Arm! It's broken, it's broken! If I'm disabled, won't it be a drag on you!!!"

Cheng Ji asked, "Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

"I've taken it, I've taken it!!!"

Cheng Ji let go: "It would be nice to beg for mercy earlier!"

"..." Qi Beisong thought to himself that I have been begging for mercy!

Cheng Ji straddled him, looking up at the dark sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the dazzling spotlights hit his face, and even his eyes seemed to be transparent.

His face was pale, worry and exhaustion gathered on his brows, his chin was pitifully pointed, but Qi Beisong knew that this was the complete him.

He is so sensible that sometimes people forget that he is only 20 years old; he shoulders too much, so people think he is born to carry it; he does not ask, people think he never desires.

In fact, he is not a pure warrior. All his courage comes from burning his soul. He will cry in fear, doubt himself, and be confused like a five-year-old child. His time of pain is far more than enjoyment, so he Love everyone who gives him kindness and hope.

Thank God, those people are still alive, Qi Beisong prays that they will live a long life and protect his baby, his man together with him.

Let him be more peaceful, happy, and calm.

Cheng Ji let go of him and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Qi Beisong had no choice but to look for cigarettes and lighters: "Daughter-in-law, you have been addicted recently!"

Cheng Ji sighed.

According to the old rules, the two sat side by side, Qi Beisong put his hands on the fire first to help Cheng set the time, and then to order for himself.

As the smoke rose, Cheng Ji inhaled casually, then pressed his temple with his fingers holding the cigarette, and his eyes fell on a certain object meaninglessly.

Qi Beisong only recently discovered that this is his habitual action. He seems to often feel a headache, so he always wants to press it.

Qi Beisong put the cigarette in his mouth and said, "I'll do it."

"?" Cheng Ji tilted his head slightly, and Qi Beisong had already pressed his temples, rubbing them moderately.

"You are only twenty, at what age did you start learning to smoke?" Qi Beisong asked.

"How old are you?" Cheng Ji asked back.

"I won't tell you." Qi Beisong said, "I'm afraid your child will fail in school."

"Bah!" Cheng Ji spat lightly and continued smoking.

Qi Beisong lowered his head again, and asked with a smirk, "How old were you when you first kissed?"

"Sixteen." Cheng Ji said, but it wasn't sixteen in this life, but sixteen in the previous life.

"Do you know how old I am?" Qi Beisong mysteriously drew a number.

Cheng Ji smiled slightly: "Oh, you're reserved enough, I thought it was earlier."

Qi Beisong asked: "Who did you kiss when you were 16?"

"Sister in the third year of high school." Cheng Ji said.

Qi Beisong laughed loudly: "I can't see it, it's quite capable! How do you feel?"

"...I forgot." Cheng Ji said, putting the cigarette between her lips, she couldn't remember what happened in her previous life.

Suddenly the cigarette in his mouth was sucked away, he raised his head inexplicably, Qi Beisong leaned up from the side, followed by a long and delicate kiss, which was different from all the previous kisses, without plunder and oppression, or even without urgency, but soothing.

After a long time, he let go of Cheng Ji's lips, pressed his forehead and said, "Your little forehead is like ice, are you scared? Since there is no danger, don't think about it over and over again. change!"

The bright light poured down from above, illuminating his face in every detail, Cheng Ji stared blankly, and reached out to stroke his long eyelashes.

Qi Beisong was instantly enthusiastic, and hugged Cheng Ji by the waist, who barely made a sound: "Yan...Yan!"

This grandson's relatives bite people, it's all right, every time they have to burn people!

"Hold it!" Qi Beisong said eagerly, "Hurry up!"

Cheng Ji ordered: "Destroy."

Qi Beisong quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt, and the two kissed in the corner of the gym, lingering until they ran out of oxygen.

Qi Beisong pulled his lips half an inch apart and asked, "Would it be better to kiss me, or kiss her?"

"Who?" Cheng Ji looked confused, his eyes were filled with mist, and he was already confused by the kiss.

"Senior high school senior!"

Cheng Ji hooked his lips and smiled: "Of course she is good, who made you smell like cigarettes?"

"Cut, you too!" Qi Beisong said frantically, "Let me kiss you again?"

Cheng Ji refused: "I'm dirty, I climbed in the valley of Shuiyue Mountain for half a day today."

"I do not care."

"I care." Cheng Ji pushed Qi Beisong away, "You really want to do something, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Qi Beisong immediately became serious: "Are you sure? I want to do whatever I want!"

"..." Cheng Ji lowered his eyelashes and said, "All right."

"Baby!" Qi Beisong lifted him high at once!

"Put it down, let it go quickly." Cheng Ji said, "I'm in a bad mood today."

Qi Beisong quickly put him down, but he was not willing to let go of his hands, still pressing and rubbing hard on his temples.

He has strong hands, and Cheng Ji happens to have a severe headache, so the two are quite compatible.

"I'm in a panic." Cheng Ji hugged his knees and said, "Two people died within a few days, and so many people were injured. It seems that everything is related to me, but I can't reach anything."

"Wait, watch." Qi Beisong gave two simple words, "Things are not up to us, watching from the sidelines is the best way to deal with it at present, and it is also the greatest support for those who want to arrest the murderer."

"Are you just watching from the sidelines as if nothing happened?" Cheng Ji was at a loss.

"Yes, until the day they need you and call you." Qi Beisong said.

"So I have to be ready all the time?" Cheng Ji asked.

"Hmm!" Qi Beisong nodded his head.

He said this just to give Cheng Ji a thought, lest the other party always feel that he did not do enough, how could he know that his words would come true, and he really waited for that call.

Seeing that Cheng Ji didn't speak, Qi Beisong grabbed his shoulders and pressed his head firmly into his arms.

"...What are you doing?" Cheng Ji asked.

Qi Beisong mainly wanted to find an excuse to hug him.

Cheng Ji pinched him and asked, "Are you also scared by Manager Zhou?"

"Yes, I was scared to death." Qi Beisong got off the donkey along the slope, "Zhou Zhiwen is quite a rare person. I have troubled him a lot in Shuiyue Villa, and scolded him a few times for no reason. He didn't complain. What or what, I am far behind him in terms of self-cultivation. Thinking about it now, I really shouldn't!"

Probably because his tone was too sincere, Cheng Ji felt the same way, slowly put his arms around his waist, and buried his whole body in his arms.

"thanks……"

Qi Beisong kissed the top of his head.

The sudden sound of the doorbell made the two of them tremble at the same time.

"Who?" Cheng Ji sniffed.

No matter who he is, Qi Beisong doesn't want to move, he is being embraced by Cheng Ji now, meeting him once in decades, is it easy?

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Cheng Ji raised his face and asked.

"Don't go!" Qi Beisong tightened his arms instead, holding the opponent tightly together, "The neighbor must have gone to the wrong door!"

"You have no neighbors."

"Yes, the unit next door."

Cheng Ji put his hands on his chest and tried to push him away.

When Qi Beisong walked out of the gym, he looked like an abandoned dog. He turned his anger towards the person outside the door.

—— Zheng Haiping stood outside the door.

"It's so late, why are you here?" Qi Beisong asked roughly, "Is my son asleep?"

Zheng Haiping said: "So you are at home, if you don't open the door, I will open it myself."

The door of Qi's house is a fingerprint lock, which contains Zheng Haiping's fingerprints.

"Is something wrong?" Qi Beisong's face was still dark.

Zheng Haiping understood as soon as he rolled his eyes, and smiled maliciously: "Did I disturb your good business? Brother is wrong."

Qi Beisong said viciously, "You fucking know it's wrong, don't you?"

"I can't predict the future either." Zheng Haiping smiled, "Can you forgive me? If you want money or something, I will compensate you no matter what. Last time I bought the yacht you fancy for you, right?"

"No, I'm seasick." Qi Beisong said, "Compensate your son to me."

Zheng Haiping chuckled and said, "Okay, you can take care of him for me, I still think he's annoying."

"Go back and pick it up!" Qi Beisong was furious.

Zheng Haiping said: "You are not poor anymore, I have something to tell you."

"Say."

Zheng Haiping said a few words in his ear.

Qi Beisong's expression changed drastically, and he asked, "Really?"

Zheng Haiping nodded.

Qi Beisong begged: "Brother, don't tell Cheng'er!"