Himemoto's interpretation

Hearing the sound, the detective frowned slightly, and one corner of his lips pressed down.

Although it quickly returned to the usual blandness, Xingqi caught it. Not long ago, she tried to make a lunch of three dishes and one soup. The detectives tasted one by one, showing this expression several times, and she still remembers it.

--Unappetizing.

——I don’t want to see this person.

Combined with the content of the words, the identity of the comer is self-evident.

Tao Wenjun looks much younger than his actual age.

Taking the title of chief engineer of the Wuwei Project, her physical charm is far greater than her intellectual aura from the inside out, and her aura is indeed a boss-level figure who leads hundreds of people.

She is like a female general who dominates the battlefield, not a scientific researcher with her head buried in papers.

Wherever he passed, even the speed and intensity of the induction lights were faster than ordinary people.

The A attribute is so strong that the room is as bright as daylight, and people who are full of aggressiveness, no matter men or women—or, in other words, especially women, make people dare not look directly at them, but once they see them, they can't look away.

"It's not fishing law enforcement." Xingqi hastily denied, "No fishing."

"You didn't seem to say that just now." The detective pointed at the assistant without hesitation.

Xingqi ground her molars.

Is there anything more embarrassing than being caught on the spot by the right person who talks about people's length behind their backs?

Yes, betrayed by teammates.

Xingqi apologized in embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Tao Wenjun laughed heartily twice, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xingqi's head, "You can use the wind to make the rudder, I learned from your detective."

The detective raised his eyebrows, "I didn't teach her that."

"Better than your detective." Tao Wenjun changed his words faster than his face, let go of Xingqi, and asked the detective, "How's the investigation going?"

"There are still some things I don't understand, but it's almost there."

The detective stretched his waist, got up and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, but he didn't give it to Tao Wenjun. After sniffing the water vapor, he showed that expression of "it must not taste good" again, turned around and handed it to the assistant.

"You know I called you, why don't you go see me?" Tao Wenjun asked, "Wait for me to invite you in person?"

"Trouble." The detective replied lazily, then turned to the door and made a "please" gesture.

"Your Uncle Mo asked you to sit at home." Tao Wenjun pretended not to see, "I've come here, don't accept rejection."

"..."

The conversation was cut off by the other party, and the detective could only use slow movements to reflect that she was not so willing to face the two people who were in emotional crisis.

It is no different from the Shura field.

Tao Wenjun added to the fire, "Go, Lao Mo is in charge, there is your favorite mapo tofu."

The fire was added just right, the detective put on his coat, "Xingqi, why are you standing there?"

"Eh?" The detective assistant subconsciously looked at Tao Wenjun, "President Tao...uh, Taoist, can I go?"

"Why not?" Tao Wenjun asked back.

The chief engineer's home is in a corner of the community. For safety reasons, there are two gates on the left and one on the right.

After checking his identity and fingerprints, he walked through a long corridor. The layout of the entrance was similar to the place for guests to live in. The lights were all on, simple and bright, and very clean.

Tao Wenjun's husband, Mo Xiaoming, has gray temples, is gentle, tall, thin, and doesn't talk much. Whenever he sees a guest, he simply says, "Here we are."

He wore an apron around his waist. Compared with the potter in overalls, it was clear at a glance who was in charge of the inside and who was in charge of the outside.

Tao Wenjun took off his coat and said, "This man just can't sit still. The dishes here are all cooked by robots. Lao Mo always said that the food tastes unappealing. It's better to cook it yourself. You must cook it yourself."

I feel so too.Xingqi thought to herself.The appearance of the meal in the morning was good, but it did feel that there was something missing in the mouth.

She must have been spoiled by the private dishes that the detective brought back from nowhere from time to time.

Mo Xiaoming took the clothes and hung them up, and said kindly: "The robot sets a fixed time, and it will be cold when you come back. It's better to eat hot food."

Xingqi seldom went to other people's homes as a guest, and when she entered the door, she was almost at the same arm and foot. She stood in the entrance hall for a while, sat on the small sofa in an orderly manner, following the detective's instructions, and suppressed the urge to yawn that came up from time to time.

When the aroma of vegetables wafted out, the sleepiness finally turned a page.

During the meal, Tao Wenjun chatted a lot with the detective, but eight out of ten sentences sounded inexplicable.

Xingqi and Mo Xiaoming ate food in silence, and occasionally their eyes met, and they stared wide-eyed.

"Uncle Mo's fish is very good."

"Really? Eat more."

"Uncle Mo, the tofu is so tender that it won't break when you pick it up. How did you burn it?"

"Oh, this one, soak it in salt water, or steam it in water for a while."

"Uncle Mo is really particular."

"The potter likes it."

At this point in the conversation, Xingqi got stuck, wondering if he wanted to discuss Uncle Mo's works.She looked to the detective for help.

After receiving the assistant's signal, the detective asked, "Has Uncle Mo written a book recently?"

Tao Wenjun also looked at her husband, as if he didn't know much about it.

"Also, there is an old editor who has worked with me for many years, oh yes," Mo Xiaoming smiled at Tao Wenjun, "I may apply for a computer room tomorrow. I have finished the first draft, and I will send it to Editor Wang to have a look."

"You remind me to send a message to the network administrator later."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoming pushed the mapo tofu towards his wife, "Eat more, I went to the market today and got the bean paste made by Lao Wang."

Tao Wenjun took a spoonful and spread it on the rice, "Thank you."

Isn't that what detectives like to eat?

Xingqi looked at Tao Wenjun, then turned her head to look at Mo Xiaoming, suddenly her calf was kicked by the opposite detective.

——Eat yours, don't look around.

She could almost dictate the motion in a detective voice.

Mo Xiaoming's cooking skills are indeed good, almost comparable to the private dishes that the detective brought back from outside.Xingqi was very satisfied after a meal, and just put down her chopsticks, she yawned, which happened to be used by the detective as an excuse to say goodbye.

"See it?"

On the way back, the detective asked.

"what?"

"Marital relationship."

Xing Qixin said that I am a mother-fetal single dog, how can I see the relationship between husband and wife.

But Tao Wenjun and Mo Xiaoming are not so much a husband and wife, but more like brothers and sisters or siblings. Mo Xiaoming's concern for Tao Wenjun is beyond words, on the contrary, Tao Wenjun doesn't show much.

Of course, this may have something to do with her herself, a woman who behaves vigorously and decisively, let her greet her coldly and warmly——

Hey, I still get goosebumps thinking about it.

Xingqi told the truth.

The detective nodded approvingly and held out his hand.

Xingqi thought she was going to give candy, so she lowered her head and opened her mouth reflexively.

However, the detective pinched her ear, inserted his little finger into the hair, and rubbed his fingertips on the back of her head, but did not take it away.

Xingqi yawned dissatisfied.

Usually by this time she was almost ready for bed.

Starting at two o'clock, she has been spinning for a whole day, and she has long been sleepy.

"Tired?"

"I can't keep my eyes open."

Xingqi muttered something and shook her head. The detective's hands were warm and strong, wrapping the back of her head softly like a feather pillow, and the pressure on her head and neck was greatly relieved.

She took advantage of the situation and leaned back.

The next day, Xingqi got up early and went to the restaurant to get breakfast according to Xiaowei's instructions. However, the detective in the next bedroom remained silent. She was bored in the living room alone, playing Lianliankan on the tablet.

It was almost noon, but the detective came back from outside, "Get ready, go to Director Yang's house."

Director Yang is Yang Ling, the main person in charge of the Yuelao subdivision in question. Her husband, Lao Lu, is the deputy director of the neighborhood committee. Lao Lu's younger brother, Lu Mo, and his wife, Bai Wen, are one of the four couples who were deemed unqualified by the system.

"Do we have to go to each family once?"

Hearing her question, the detective thought for a moment, "It makes sense, one time is enough."

So the remaining three pairs of this dinner came.

It should be Mr. Tao... Ah no, Mr. Tao also gave instructions. The detectives and assistants went to Director Yang's house according to the map. Zheng Huaihua, Wang Li and his wife had already arrived.

Old Zheng and Deputy Director Lu were drinking tea in the study, while Wang Li and Yang Ling were chatting in the kitchen.

Lu Mo, Bai Wen and Tuantuan's family came to the door behind.

Because she came to a relative's house, Bai Wen obviously didn't think it was a foreign place, she muttered while helping Tuantuan change shoes, "I don't know who to see, so I hurriedly called us here, I haven't finished my work there yet."

Lu Mo said impatiently: "What's the big deal with your maintenance department, the community will still operate if you miss one day."

Tuantuan ran fast, entered the living room and shouted sweetly: "Hello, two sisters."

Bai Wen oops, and came in blushing.

"Wenwen is here." Yang Ling probed, "It's just right, go to the restaurant and get some drinks."

"Can't the robot go?" Bai Wen asked casually.

Lu Mo's face was full of displeasure, "You can go if you are told, there are so many nonsense."

"Hey, go and see what you young people like to drink, so you don't have to look through the list."

"okay."

Bai Wen went back quickly, the heavy drink was delivered by the robot, she supported Chai Lili who was pregnant with Liujia, and her husband Qin Yue held a can of beer in his hand, regardless of his wife's big belly, he put on his shoe covers and entered the door.

Putting Chai Lili in the guest room, Bai Wen distributed drinks, "I don't know what you like to drink, so I took everything."

Carbonated drinks, milk drinks, tea, coffee, everything is available.

The detective chose canned tea, and Xingqi took a can of Coke.

Tuantuan is not yet seven or eight years old, when people hate dogs, but it is the age full of curiosity about the outside world. Seeing Xingqi pouring Coke into the cup, the liquid sizzles, and finds it very interesting. Hand to grab.

"No drinking." Lu Mo hugged him away.

"One sip is nothing. Xiaoshang, I'd like to lend you some Coke." Bai Wen brought a cute bear cup, took a small sip, and put a straw for Tuantuan.

However, before Tuantuan got it in his hands, Lu Mo's stool on the opposite side made a harsh friction sound on the ground.

Without saying a word, he snatched Tuantuan's bear cup, took a few steps to the kitchen, poured the Coke, and the faucet squeaked.

Tuantuan pursed her mouth and looked at her mother pitifully.

Xingqi herself hadn't drank yet, so while Lu Mo was in the kitchen, she handed the Coke to Tuantuan and whispered, "Take a sip."

Tuantuan took a big gulp happily, her fair and tender face wrinkled into a ball, tears welled up in her eyes, and Bai Wen beside her quickly gave Tuan Tuan a deep plate to spit out the Coke.

After spitting out the Coke, Tuantuan stretched out his tongue and gasped several times, with tears in his eyes: "It's so spicy."

Yang Ling and Bai Wen laughed loudly.

Xingqi also showed a smile unconsciously, and pinched Tuantuan's soft face: "Is it hard to drink?"

Bai Wen rolled her eyes at Lu Mo who came out of the kitchen, and explained to Xingqi: "His father doesn't like him to eat fast food, and he doesn't let him drink this kind of carbonated drink."

"Can't I control what my son eats?"

Lu Mo tossed a sentence coldly, and the atmosphere that had just warmed up froze again.

Bai Wen took it for granted, saw several pairs of eyes looking at her, and said with a smile: "Your son, you have the final say, that's fine."

"Of course I have the final say."

Lu Mo held Tuantuan in his arms, and kissed the tip of his nose affectionately.

Tuantuan was stunned by his glasses to the forehead, laughed and yelled, grabbed his hair with his little hand, pulled it hard a few times, saw Lu Mo grinning, but was not angry.

Yang Ling called him: "Xiao Mo, there is something that my sister-in-law will tell you clearly in advance."

Lu Mo raised his head and looked indifferent again: "What?"

"The author, we found it." Yang Ling couldn't see the gloom of yesterday, and was even a little proud, "Thanks to the detective."

Lu Mo was instantly clouded, and was about to say something when Wang Li from the kitchen shouted, "Old Lu's, come serve the dishes."

Hot and cold dishes were served one by one, and Deputy Director Lu and Lao Zheng also took their seats.

Deputy Director Lu, as the host, raised his chopsticks first, "It's rare for us to have guests here. This detective Xiaoxia has a close relationship with our potters, and he's also one of us. Let's stop talking about so many rules and eat as you please."

Xingqi touched the detective below and pointed to the kitchen. Lao Zheng's wife Wang Li didn't know what she was up to.

Yang Ling saw her movement, and turned her head and called out, "Sister-in-law Zheng, don't be so busy, come and eat."

Wang Li: "Return two dishes, I'll look at the pot, you guys eat first, don't worry about me."

Old Zheng said beside him, "Leave her alone."

Xingqi couldn't stand it anymore, thinking in her heart how could such a thing happen, she rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to help Wang Li.

Following Mo Xiaoming's method, Xingqi made Taoist tofu, put it in front of the detective like a dog's leg, and helped her with a spoon: "Taste it."