Boss Su is so pretentious

Qian Xiyang said: "We need to rearrange the jars according to the order in which the portfolios are placed."

Jia Dingdang circled the display rack twice and said, "These bottles and cans are so densely packed, we probably need to take them all down first, and then put them up one by one in order."

Zhou Shuhuan complained: "This man is really not too troublesome."

He held a jar of brain specimens and gently placed it on the ground. During the transfer, he tilted his head back, trying to keep his face away from the brain-soaked jar. This visual impact was really too great.

Zhong Wei'er teased him: "Why are you so out of touch? Just now you were touching other people's flesh in the corridor over there, now you don't want to get any closer to his head?"

"Tsk," Qian Xiyang raised his hand and pressed his head, without much effort, and said, "Don't bully us Zhou Zhou, if you like you, you should be closer. I'm afraid we mortals won't be able to match your taste. up."

Zhou Shuhuan's heart moved, he raised his head and smiled sweetly at Qian Xiyang: "Brother Qian, let's go eat Haidilao together some other day, I invite you."

Qian Xiyang thought to himself that this kid is not bad, he is a good tea who knows how to repay his kindness. Before he could speak, a cool voice came from behind him, and Su Jia said, "No need, Qian Xiyang loses weight."

Qian Xiyang struggled and said, "You don't have to be so strict. I'll take a short errand once in a while. If I don't pay attention to my stomach, I won't get fat if I eat faster."

Su Jiashang didn't speak, just gave him a flat look, and said, "Shu Huan can eat vegetarian food with us."

Zhou Shuhuan thought of the green boxed lunch that Qian Xiyang brought at noon, and suddenly he was in a bad mood. He waved his hand: "I didn't say anything just now."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

weekly.

You are such a disappointment.

You are no longer a good pot of tea.

When he moved the jars together, he kept squatting down and standing up again, but he stopped suddenly, and a blind student discovered Huadian.

"Wait. Something is wrong."

He squatted down again, stretched out his fingers to touch the bottom of the display shelf, raised his hand to observe the contamination on his fingertips, and said: "We don't have to put the jars back in order, they should be placed at the bottom layer."

Zhong Weier wondered, "Why do you say that?"

He suspected that this person might have read the script secretly!Otherwise, why would a newcomer snatch away the wise person set that should belong to him in this issue!

"It's simple, my knee hurts."

Qian Xiyang rolled up his trouser legs, revealing the rheumatism ointment on his knees: "Generally, elderly people have this problem. Knees hurt when it's cloudy and rainy, knees hurt when you exercise vigorously, and knees hurt when you squat repeatedly."

"I'm 31 years old this year, and I rely on rheumatic joints to survive, not to mention the old man who often stands in front of the operating table for four or five hours at a time. I don't believe that he has no knee problems."

"The three of us feel tired moving the specimen jars here. What can the old man do by himself? He can't waste more than 20 minutes here to open the jars, can he? Wait for the door of the next secret room to open. I'm afraid his knees hurt again, and his hands are sore and trembling."

"He will not allow this to happen. It will affect the accuracy of the operation. If the guess is correct, the operating table should be placed in the subsequent secret room."

"I'm assuming he takes all the cans to the first floor and puts them there directly, saving half of the squats, protecting his knees, saving time and energy."

Jia Dingdang smiled, and she gave Qian Xiyang a loving little fist, and she said, "Okay, brother, I didn't expect you to have wisdom from your old cold legs!"

Everyone put the specimen jars on the last floor in the order of the files. When they put down the last specimen jar, they all held their breath. They had to be mentally prepared first, otherwise it would be scary if the mechanism suddenly started.

Zhou Shuhuan carefully placed it in the remaining vacancy...

Nothing happened.

Zhong Wei'er looked at Qian Xiyang suspiciously: "Are you sure your deduction is reliable? Could it be that the dean is old and strong, with stronger legs and feet than you, so that he doesn't have to work hard to squat or move things?"

Qian Xiyang: "..."

Hardened, old heart.

Elizabeth spoke for Qian Xiyang: "That's not necessarily true. Isn't our little basketball missing? Maybe it's missing the crucial weight."

She crouched down, placed the ball in the only open spot just enough to get stuck there, and…

Nothing happened.

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Su Jiashang sighed, breaking the embarrassing aura, he said: "It is likely that the order of the portfolio is just the plank road of Mingxiu, and the real order of specimens should follow the standard operation time in the portfolio."

"Also, the basketball is indeed going to be placed inside, but whether it is placed on the far left or right, you need to rely on Sister Ding Dong's memory to judge."

I don't know if Su Jiashang's aura is too strong. When Qian Xiyang spoke, Zhong Weier could still refute a few words, and the two of them quarreled with each other, but after Su Jiashang finished speaking, he didn't have a single objection .

This time the reordering was over, and the last basketball was placed on it, and the clear sound of the lock opening reached everyone's ears again.

It was the door of the fire box in the room that popped open.

A group of people walked to it, Zhong Weier completely opened the door of the box, flashed a flashlight and looked inside, and saw a huge operating table inside, and a tray on the side table, inside were all kinds of Surgical instruments.

Very ghostly.

Zhong Weier went in first to turn on the light, and the group of people also stepped in, officially starting the next stage of adventure.

Zhou Shuhuan checked the top and bottom of the operating table. The white sheet here was quite clean. He lifted it up a section, and the bottom was different from the conventional operating table. It was not a metal support, it was made of wood, and it looked hollow when tapped. of.

Qian Xiyang squatted beside him and told him a terrifying guess: "Maybe, the entrance to the next room is under this bed."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a wow sound, which made Green Tea tremble.

Zhou Shuhuan was frightened and stuttered: "You, what are you doing?"

Qian Xiyang had a thick skin, he said, "It's just an ordinary yawn."

Barrage:

【I doubt you are】

【Anything out of nothing】

【Darkness Chencang】

【Imagination】

[fabricated out of thin air]

He stopped teasing the children, got up and went to the other side to observe the things in the glass showcase with Su Jiashang.

The display cabinet is a nine-square grid, and there are some old-fashioned things like enamel tooth jars and glass marbles inside. It looks like a strong nostalgic style, and there are still some things that have dried up on those things. traces of use, such as a small piece of dry toothpaste stuck to the edge of the tooth jar.

Although it was not the first time to face the dean's unique hobby, Qian Xiyang couldn't help complaining at the moment: "This is a trembling collection addiction."

Su Jia turned her face to look at him: "What's wrong? Excited?"

Qian Xiyang rolled his eyes: "Doctor Su, what do you see on the ground?"

Su Jia lowered his head, looked left and right, and found nothing wrong.

He thought for a while and said, "Is it our youth that has nowhere to rest?"

Qian Xiyang:? ? ?

How fresh!They are 31 and 27, talking about youth here!

Qian Xiyang said, "That's your lost fairy tale!"

Su Jiashang pulled Qian Xiyang into a small corner and whispered to him, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

You are very much there.

Jia Dingdang and Elizabeth on the other side were searching the small wardrobe in the house. Jia Dingdang took out a somewhat faded photo from the chest of the hanging white coat. It seemed that it was taken on film more than ten years ago. Go to a photo studio to process the image and print it out.

"He is quite infatuated, and he takes his wife with him." Jia Dingdang said to the camera lens, "How is it, do you believe in love again?"

Qian Xiyang felt a little tired, so he walked to the edge of the operating table and sat on it. He didn't know what to think, and writhed on the bed like a wriggling maggot. He didn't stop his angry behavior until he moved to a place with a pillow.

He lay straight on it, his hands drooping naturally, and then he groped on both sides of the bed...

Can't feel anything.

He parted the curtain at the corresponding position on the bed, and then reached out to touch it. This time, he had a different harvest, and he noticed the scratches across the bed.

He jumped out of bed, squatted on the ground, bowed his head and looked up at the traces on the board online. The criss-cross scratches were actually made by scratching with his fingernails.

The depth and scope can definitely make people see the extreme pain he suffered at a glance, and Qian Xiyang's face turned green.

The program team really spent a lot of money. These props are really thoughtful, including the imprints next to the operating table this time, which clearly show that the number of people who have experienced experiments on this bed is.

Qian Xiyang touched a button, and an electronic lock with an electronic screen appeared. He exchanged glances with the others, and entered the number that was used to open the photo frame in the secret room...

not correct.

is another answer.

Qian Xiyang sat up, turning his head around, looking for clues that could not be found in the room.

Su Jia didn't say anything, but secretly recalled in his heart what Qian Xiyang had done in the script after they met. He felt that his old employee was a bit wise.

It's not like the usual stupid look.

Qian Xiyang didn't know that his image in the boss's heart was getting rid of the stupid white sweet and became "white sweet", and he was still focusing on solving the case.

What is the problem?

He glanced at the furnishings in the Jiugongge display cabinet, and Zhong Weier happened to think of this too.

Zhong Weier read out the number of the mobile phone corresponding to the showcase where each exhibit is located: "030525, if I remember correctly, this number represents the time when the dean's wife left."

Zhou Shuhuan came over and said, "There is something strange about this disappearance case, maybe there are other stories hidden in it."

"for example……"

He said solemnly: "What are the stories of sadomasochistic love, urban love, rich and powerful families, and unhappy marriages here!"

other people:"."

Good guy.

You are more daring to edit than the Jinjiang author.

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哈哈哈哈感谢在2020-08-0423:22:24~2020-08-0523:08:52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 mines: Gonuo w1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Octodome; 294992031 bottles;

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