Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

That meal didn't produce any results, because everyone was not a neurologist, but they drank a lot of wine.

Cheng Ji's drinking capacity was still so poor, he started to lie down on the table to sleep after only drinking a bottle of beer, while others were drinking and clamoring and punching.

Later, Lei Jing and Zhao Jiarui also joined in. A group of people drank from noon to afternoon, changed places to continue drinking from afternoon to evening, and then changed places to drink from evening to midnight.

Lao Geng is not good at drinking, but he drinks boldly. He is a celebrity when he is on the table, and he is surrounded by everyone and shouted "Biao Ge"; Chen Chuan is forced to death by his brothers who have not seen him for three years.

In the end, even Zheng Haiping was taller, standing on a chair and blowing on the bottle, anyway, he was not afraid of drinking too much, and someone supported him.

Cheng Ji was carried all the way from the clubhouse to a private restaurant, and then to a certain clubhouse, where she was thrown on the sofa. Anyway, it was just one word: sleep.

Chen Chuan stuck out his tongue and said: "Cheng Ji...this kid can't do it! Really can't!...He's not fake drunk to lure the enemy, he's really drunk! To be honest...Really, country R is quite suitable for him, over there Forbid...forbid alcohol!"

On the other hand, Wang Beifeng said: "The dog...counsel...just like this, Lao Qi still treats him...as a treasure!"

Chen Chuan yelled: "Old Qi...don't know him!"

Wang Beifeng yelled, "Baby is wronged!"

Cheng Ji was unconscious anyway, let others bury him at will, and went to sleep on his own, until Leijing finally shook him awake.

He opened his eyes, sat up in a daze, and saw a room full of people lying at his feet.

"..."

"What time is it?" He asked Lei Jing.

Lei Jing said: "It's two o'clock in the middle of the night. I will only be responsible for taking Haiping away for a while, and the others will be left to fend for themselves."

Cheng Ji shook his head, feeling like there was a bottle of water in it, and it was clanging, but fortunately it didn't hurt.

Lei Jing drank relatively restrainedly and had a good capacity for alcohol, so he was still very sober."Should I take you home?" he asked.

Cheng Ji looked at Lao Geng.

The old man was drunk like a ghost, with all his clothes off, wearing long johns and sleeping sprawled on the carpet, with a black pig's head painted on his stomach, probably by the soul painter Zhao Jiarui or the writer Chen Chuan.

Cheng Ji said: "Godfather is asleep, so I won't go back to Huang Village today."

"Not Huangcun," Lei Jing said, "Go back to your original home."

The original home?Does Cheng Ji still have a home in Hongcheng?

"We bought the house in Workers' New Village for you," Lei Jing said.

Cheng Ji was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Why did you buy that? Did Brother Hai buy it?"

Lei Jing smiled: "You won't believe it, Bei Song bought it."

Cheng Ji wondered, didn't Qi Beisong forget himself?

Lei Jing sat down next to him and said: "It happened more than half a year ago. That time when Haiping returned to China for business, he was wandering around the Internet in the middle of the night, and suddenly found that your house was listed for sale by an intermediary. The price is not expensive, five times cheaper than the market price. Sixty thousand."

"He contacted the agent early the next morning. It turned out that something happened to the downstairs neighbor who bought your house at a low price. First, the hostess was defrauded by online fundraising and lost a lot of money. All the advantages she took when buying the house were lost. The last is that the male owner is obsessed with buying lottery tickets, so he borrowed from relatives and friends for this, and was blocked by debt collectors; and later, the son of the family was dumped by his girlfriend on the eve of getting the marriage certificate. "

Cheng Jipu smiled, although it sounded miserable, he was relieved.

Lei Jing continued: "The family is in a hurry to sell the house to pay off the debt, but the mistress is quick-talking, spreading everywhere that her family's misfortune is due to buying your haunted house. Houses are cheaper and people will always want them, but a haunted house that gathers money and money Not necessarily, so it hung up for nearly half a year, and the price dropped by [-] to [-] a month, but no one cares about it."

Cheng Ji said angrily: "Fucking hell, her family is fierce. I blame the house for being cheated for petty gains!"

Lei Jing agreed and said, "Hai Ping discussed with me whether to take the opportunity to buy the house back, but Bei Song overheard him and asked what was the matter. Hai Ping said he wanted to buy an old house for demolition, but he didn't mention your name. Bei Song didn't take it seriously, and said buy, buy, buy, this big sesame and mung bean matter still needs to be discussed? Haiping was about to hang up when he suddenly heard Bei Song say——buy the household downstairs too."

"Eh??" Cheng Ji was surprised.

Lei Jing smiled and said: "Bei Song said, it's not just a matter of a million dollars, since waiting for the demolition payment is a little bit of a petty profit, then buy another house and earn more pocket money for Lao Lei. The family downstairs is disgusting, spend some money to drive them away!"

Cheng Ji stammered a little: "He... remembers something?"

Lei Jing said: "I'm also curious, how did he know that the neighbor downstairs is not a kind person? So he lost his memory, but in fact he can clearly see it, at least there are traces in his subconscious mind."

Both of them were silent for a while, and Lei Jing continued, "So Haiping bought both houses, and even killed the price, so as not to let the seller take advantage. Now the upstairs and downstairs are yours, and you can follow them later." How can you make a fuss, no one cares about fighting at home."

After speaking, he handed Cheng Ji the keys to the gates of the two households.

Cheng Ji hurriedly refused: "Brother Lei, this is impossible! The two houses are so expensive together, I have no money to pay you back!"

Lei Jing said: "It's not our money, it's your husband's money. He bought you to live, why don't you pay it back?"

"My wife." Cheng Ji said.

"Your wife's is yours. Is it because you are not sincere to him by resisting so much?" Lei Jing shook the key and said, "Take it! To be honest, if it weren't for the twists and turns in recent years, your wife would not only buy it for you." He is willing to buy [-] sets of luxury houses for two sets of old houses!"

Cheng Ji slowly took the key.

"Rego, thank you."

Lei Jing waved his hands, bent down and carried Zheng Haiping on his shoulder, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back!"

Cheng Ji refused to bother him, and Lei Jing didn't insist, and took Zheng Haiping away.

Cheng Ji pushed the people lying on the ground one by one, but none of them survived, so he had to move them all to sleep on the sofa, and helped Lao Geng cover the clothes.

Finally, he left the clubhouse, took a taxi, and headed to the worker's new village in the old community that should be familiar but actually unfamiliar.

He walked into the mottled and rusted unit door, walked up the dark and narrow corridor, and stood in front of the old house, feeling lost in his heart.

It has been a long time since I felt this way, that is loneliness.

Although he was dangerous in country R, ​​he had companions and comrades-in-arms, so he was not alone; before he left the country, he had Qi Beisong, who was as fierce as fire, and he was not alone.

Even when he accompanied Ms. Cheng's slow death, he was not alone because he had something to do then.

He looked at his little finger, thinking that Yuelao's red string was tied to his little finger, if only he could see it, he really wanted to know who was tied to it, was it Qi Beisong?

If the string had snapped, how much would it cost him to reattach it?

If Qi Beisong hides his hands and turns away now, can he force it?

He opened the door, turned on the light, and saw that the room was relatively empty, and some of his belongings were still piled downstairs in Qi Beisong's house. Zheng Haiping probably felt that he had no right to deal with them, so he didn't help him move them here.

He pushed open the door and suddenly smiled. It turned out that the room was surrounded by the imported calfskin that Qi Beisong gave him that was two meters by two meters. The big bed fills up the entire room!

"..."

He crouched down laughing, thinking how they got this bed through the narrow doors and doors?It's really against the sky!

There is water, electricity and gas in the house, Cheng Ji simply took a shower, and lay on the big bed to enjoy life.The result is frustrating. He has been used to sleeping on simple beds in country R for the past few years, and he is no longer used to super-large and super-soft mattresses.

He couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up and flipped through the photos—it's funny to say that there wasn't a normal photo of Qi Beisong in his phone.

Before the accident, the two chased and fled. Although the relationship was confirmed, they hadn't had time to get along, and they didn't even take a group photo.

After the accident, Zheng Haiping never sent him photos of Qi Beisong unconscious, so as not to worry him.

Later, Qi Beisong woke up and recovered, but he couldn't get in touch with him normally. The photos on his phone were just sent to him by Zheng Haiping.

Brother Hai's photography skills are worrisome. Qi Beisong's photos are either blurry, or he doesn't look at the camera, or shakes into a lightning bolt, or frowns and curls his lips impatiently. In short, there is no good face, but for Cheng Ji, these are enough.

In the photo, Qi Beisong was as handsome as before, but the unruly spirit between his brows faded away, replaced by calmness and maturity.

He is 29 years old, the light has not faded, and he is more poised.

Cheng Jifan looked at it, stopped suddenly, zoomed in on the last one, zoomed in again, and stared straight at it.

This photo was taken in late autumn. Qi Beisong was wearing a khaki hunting suit with a long gun on his shoulder. It was unknown which mountain he was in the wild.He looked at the opposite valley with his eyes, and a small piece of red rope was exposed from the cuff of his wrist.

Cheng Ji frowned, thinking: behind the red rope...is that gourd?

Three years ago, he and Lao Geng were asking for a lottery in the temple of Huangcun. When Lao Geng saw a small gourd with a peach core less than an inch high on the old monk's table, he begged and gave it to him, saying that he could meet the evil spirits. Turn good luck, break evil spirits and prevent disasters.

Later, he took Qi Beisong to climb the mountain, and out of fun, he gave him the gourd as a token of agreeing to use it as a "backup".Qi Beisong hung the gourd around his neck at that time.

Could it be that he is still carrying that thing now?Does he still remember the origin of that thing?

Cheng Ji's heart was beating wildly, but after a few seconds, he rejected himself again: Qi Beisong wouldn't remember, how could he be attached to a crude wood carving worth less than ten yuan with a watch worth a million yuan?That piece of red rope should be just a rubber band for tying something, it just happens to be red.

Cheng Ji shook his head, dropped his phone and went to sleep.

The bed was too big, and he tossed and turned for more than an hour without falling asleep. In the end, he had to use the quilt and pillow to build a circle around him, no more, no less, exactly [-] centimeters wide, so he felt comfortable.

The next morning, he went to the unit to report and officially entered the job.

Only a handful of people in the detachment knew about his past, and when they came to visit this legend, most of them thought he was just a new brother.

He didn't explain, just kept smiling.

Captain Xu patted him on the shoulder and said loudly: "After Xiao Cheng came, the average appearance of our detachment, especially our first squadron, has been greatly improved!"

The rest laughed, saying that it is too unfair for you, he is handsome, but we are not handsome?

Captain Xu stared wide-eyed and said: "You have to have a correct understanding of yourself, you can't compare with him! Xiao Cheng's handsomeness has been certified internationally, and he has experienced abroad before joining our team. How many princes and princesses are screaming at him? Jump on me, I want to make him a golden sword son-in-law! Can you do it?"

Cheng Ji hurriedly covered his mouth, lest he continue to make out of nothing and spread his reputation as a courtesan.

In the end, Captain Xu was just a cannonball. After walking around the team, Cheng Ji's title of police flower was confirmed.

Everyone said that this is the signboard and appearance of the detachment, and whether the brothers can be popular in the marriage market in the future depends on whether Xiao Cheng works hard at the group blind date.As long as he works hard, with his face and body, give him a second-class merit!

Cheng Ji sat at the desk with red cheeks, surrounded by a group of people ready to rub their faces.

Rubbing his face is fine, and there is also dog licking. Probably he heard about his deeds from some chief, but he didn't dare to publicize it to the outside world, so he had to follow him and praise him, more courteous than chasing his wife.

Brother Cheng, can I shake hands?Brother Cheng, let's add a friend!Brother Cheng, smoke.Brother Cheng, let me fetch water for you!Brother Cheng, do you want milk tea?Brother Cheng eats candy!Brother Cheng, I'm right next door, if you need something, please call!

……

If it wasn't for knowing that he was not interested in him, Cheng Ji felt that Ya was possessed by Qi Beisong from the past, there was no difference in her shining eyes and obsessed face!

There is nothing complicated about being a policeman. You just need to do police officers, study, hold meetings, train, be on duty, and go on missions... Cheng Ji can handle all of these at his fingertips.He just hurried through it for a week without contacting Zheng Haiping and Lei Jing, who were probably busy there and didn't send a message.

After get off work normally one day, Cheng Ji called Lao Geng.

Lao Geng also has a unit now, a traffic coordinator.In fact, a guy like him with a criminal record cannot join this team, but he has made great achievements, the so-called instant Buddhahood!Anyway, the coordinator has no law enforcement power, just standing at the intersection to help.

Lao Geng didn't plan to work for a long time. He wanted to work for two years, at most three years, and save a sum of money to return to Huangcun to repair the house, and then open the noodle restaurant.

Speaking of which, the old noodle house in Huangcun collapsed in the second year after Lao Geng and Cheng Ji went abroad.

An old house is alive, and its popularity is its vitality. It will not collapse if someone lives in it, but it will easily break down once it is vacant.It takes about 10,000+ yuan to repair the house, and Lao Geng and Cheng Ji need to save it together.

Lao Geng was still writing a bad check there, saying, Cheng'er, this house won't take 30 years, and I guarantee that it will be transferred to you in 20 years!

Cheng Ji looked at the half of the ruins and said, save yourself, I don't want your house, and I will use the money for repairing the house to support the disaster area.

Lao Geng said that the house collapsed, but the homestead is still there. This is your inheritance from your godfather!

Cheng Ji said that you should pay the garbage removal fee first. I managed to save a few dollars in country R, ​​and I used it to call people to shovel away this precious heritage. I pulled two big trucks.

Lao Geng now lives with Cheng Ji in the old house on the fifth floor of the Worker's New Village. Lao Geng sleeps in the big room and Cheng Ji sleeps in the small room. Lao Geng is in charge of cooking, and whoever is free will do the cleaning.

Lao Geng picked up the phone: "Cheng'er is off work?"

Cheng Ji hummed and asked, "Are you eating at home or outside?"

Old Geng said: "You go back first, I will make do with the team. I have a temporary task to check for drunk driving at a certain intersection tonight, and I have to be on duty before eight o'clock."

Cheng Ji went back first, ordered the dumplings and ate them alone, remembering that Lao Geng and the traffic policemen who were on duty together would not be able to leave until late at night, so they must need supper, so he packed a few plates of dumplings and prepared to send them to them.

Lao Geng's place of duty is located at the intersection of the bustling area, and there are many restaurants around it. It is one of the most frequent places to check for drunk driving.

When Cheng Ji arrived, he saw that Lao Geng and the others were holding down a person. The person behaved exaggeratedly, yelled and refused to obey the discipline. He was obviously a drunk driver.

He couldn't disturb the work of the traffic police, so he just stood by and watched.

Suddenly, he saw a black car waiting for a red light roll down the window a little far away, and someone peeked out.

And that person is Qi Beisong.

The tip of Cheng Ji's eyes often makes him feel strange, and he swears that he is not mistaken, that is Qi Beisong!The hair is slightly shorter than before, and it is neatly combed. The facial features are well-defined and full of masculinity.

Cheng Ji rushed towards him, and suddenly stopped!

... He can't just go up to recognize each other rashly like this, no matter how much he desires, he can't, it's too abrupt and will scare the other party.He must probe, at least a little strategically.

He ran to Lao Geng and said, "Take off your coat and hat and give it to me!"

Old Geng was kicked by a drunk just now, he was angry and asked, "What?"

"Clothes and hats!!" Cheng Ji shouted.

Lao Geng still didn't understand, so Cheng Ji simply stripped off the police assistant uniform from him, put it on quickly, put on the hat again, snatched the alcohol tester from his hand, and ran towards Qi Beisong.

In the car, Qi Beisong realized that the noise in front of him was nothing more than the police stopping drunk driving, and he was about to close the window in a dull manner. Suddenly, a person rushed out from the side, prevented him from closing the window, and brought the alcohol test instrument to his mouth and said : "Blow it."

Qi Beisong looked up, and with just one glance, it was as if a bullet had passed through his chest, and he even stopped breathing!

Unbearable pain rose from inside his body, exploded, swept across his whole body, collided and roared in his head, he almost stared at the other party with all his strength, his eyes did not turn, his jaw was tense, and he was stretched from head to toe. Muscles and bones are stiff!

He swears that he has never shown such a hopeless expression in his life, like a fool who has never seen the same kind!

In fact, the street lights were not bright, and the other party was also somewhat backlit. He couldn't see his face very clearly, but just by looking at him, he felt pain, as if sandpaper had hit his heart.

A fresh smell from the depths of memory mixed with the smell of blood suddenly filled his nasal cavity, so sour that he almost shed tears.

He opened and closed his lips, unable to find his own voice.

Cheng Ji said calmly, "Blow it on."

After a long time, Qi Beisong asked, "What are you blowing?"

Cheng Ji pursed his lips, signaling to blow the instrument.

Qi Beisong stared at him, slowly lowered his face, and blew.

The value is completely normal, Qi Beisong did not drink alcohol.

Cheng Ji put away the instrument and said in a businesslike manner, "Let's go."

After speaking, without waiting for Qi Beisong's reaction, he turned and walked away, taking one step at a time, calm at first, and finally lost his way and ran quickly.

Qi Beisong stared at his back, until the green light let him go, and a group of cars honked behind him, and he remained motionless.

Cheng Ji ran dozens of meters to Lao Geng's side and pulled him to a place where no one could see him.

Old Geng complained, "What are you doing? You're nagging!"

"He still knows me!" Cheng Ji's eyes sparkled, "I just can't remember!"

He pointed to his heart: "Qi Beisong remembers me here!!"