Himemoto's interpretation

Facing the client who came to the door, Xingqi couldn't speak, and said a few nice words, but Zhai Liangzhi still insisted on watching the surveillance with her.

"I'll take the initiative to help you save some effort, so you're welcome. Two people, two pairs of eyes, don't you look faster than you alone?" Zhai Liangzhi said, "Shengsheng is a local, and he knows the alleyways of the old district very well. I I have known her for ten years, and I know where she goes."

"Mr. Zhai." The headset didn't move, the detective might be inconvenient to speak for a while or might have hung up, Xingqi lowered her eyes, looking at the tea set on the tray in her hand, "If you know where she is going, why are you looking for the detective? There is specialization. If you go on like this, you will waste your own time."

Having said that, she raised her head, "Do you think this is good? You tell me which areas need to be focused on, and I can compare them with the range circled by the detective."

Zhai Liangzhi didn't answer her immediately, and said slowly: "Shengsheng's parents died early, and she grew up eating a lot of food. She can finish college, not to mention all depends on me, more than half depends on me to contact her outsourcing , to draw illustrations for others. She fell ill in her sophomore year, and I paid for her medical expenses. She is desperate for poverty. You—"

He raised his head and looked around the spacious and bright living room, "I'm afraid you don't understand. If a poor and frightened person encounters an opportunity to climb up, he would dare to betray his conscience, you know. Hardship, she likes fantasy and creation, she is indeed talented, but she is unwilling to face up to the market, the market has neither the time nor the capital to give her what she wants, the reality can't support her ideal at all, without me, She couldn't make it to today."

Zhai Liangzhi spoke very emotionally, and Xingqi seemed to be listening carefully, nodding from time to time.

"I'm not surprised that she sells games behind my back. This money is enough to help her pursue her dream." Zhai Liangzhi sighed and wiped the corners of his eyes with his finger, "I just want to find her and ask her. She did this. Are you sorry for me?"

Xingqi handed over the paper box, "Mr. Zhai, I will also pass on the background information you just mentioned to the detective. Now, can you tell me some scope?"

Zhai Liangzhi looked at her in astonishment, unbelievable that after all he said, he failed to impress a little girl who seemed to have just graduated?

"Mr. Zhai?"

Zhai Liangzhi resentfully took out two napkins from the paper box, and announced the names of several streets.

"You are looking for our detectives rightly." Xingqi said proudly, "Our detectives have checked all the places you mentioned."

Zhai Liangzhi was speechless.

"If you have no other clues, I have to go to work." Xingqi raised the tea tray in her hand.

This action reminded Zhai Liangzhi, he came to Xingqi in a few steps, lifted the lid of the teapot, looked down at the shallow layer of water at the bottom of the teapot, "You can add water to me, or tell me where the hot water is, I will Go. Just do your work first, and I'll think about it later. Come out after you're done, and we'll talk again."

When putting the lid on the pot, Zhai Liangzhi scratched Xingqi's hand with his raised orchid finger. This was not over yet. Seeing that Xingqi didn't respond, he simply covered the place he just scratched with half of his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Didn't notice you."

Xingqi frowned, first the smell of greasy hair, then the smelly breath, and now she did it deliberately...

There was a sense of irritability in her heart for no reason, and she really wanted to throw the tray and tea set on Zhai Liangzhi's head.

The idea startled her, she pulled herself together and put down the tray.

"Mr. Zhai, wait a moment, I'll go heat the water."

The first thing Xingqi did when she came to the kitchen was to turn on the faucet to wash her hands, and then splashed cold water on her face.

Cold water sticks to the cheeks, refreshing people,

Xingqi spread her hands and looked at it for a while, quickly clenched her fists and then let go, repeated several times, the urge to hit people did not disappear, but became more intense.

"Zhai Liangzhi hasn't left yet?" The detective's voice and crisp drumbeats sounded back and forth, and Xingqi realized that the phone hadn't hung up.

"Not...not yet." Xingqi spoke slowly, a short word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, she coughed and cleared her throat, "He said he would wait for me to finish my work."

"Oh."

"Xiao Shang, who are you talking to?"

Zhai Liangzhi asked loudly outside, showing a tendency to come to the kitchen.

Xingqi muted the phone and replied, "No one, you can stay outside."

Then he closed the kitchen door in front of Zhai Liangzhi, took half a pot of water and put it on the base of the water heater.

The two or thirty seconds of silence seemed to make the detective hear something, and the drumbeat weakened in an instant.

"Are you listening?"

Xingqi hurriedly turned off the mute, and replied: "Here, boiling water."

"What happened?"

"No, nothing."

Xingqi clenched her lips, trying to drive away the thought, but the more anxious she became, the more she wanted to drive away Zhai Liangzhi.

When ordinary people encounter similar situations, it is inevitable that they will "smile on the surface and MMP in their hearts", but this is just venting at the conscious level, and they will not—or seldom actually put it into action.

But Xingqi has never had such an impulse that she thinks is very violent, and she lacks a way to resolve it, so now impatience accounts for [-] points, doubts account for [-] points, and the remaining [-] points are panic—what if I really threw it in the past just now?

There is no background sound in the earphones, did the detective hang up?

Xingqi panicked and fumbled in her pockets to find candy, but she was used to the detective feeding, and she didn't bring candy with her for a long time.

The electric kettle was emitting steam, and Xingqi gasped for breath.

His eyes scanned the clean and tidy kitchen twice, and landed on the refrigerator in the recessed corner.

She opened the refrigerator and found that there were only fresh ingredients in it, no sweets and snacks.

Xingqi stared at the only carrot that could serve as a teething stick for a long time, then closed the refrigerator door in frustration.

"Looking for what?"

The detective's voice sounded through the earphones, Xingqi blurted out and asked, "Where's the sugar?"

But the detective did not return.

The water boiled, the gurgling sound stopped after a while, the kitchen was silent, Xingqi couldn't wait, and asked again: "Detective, where is the sugar?"

"what happened?"

"No..." Xingqi tugged at her ears, trying her best to pretend nothing had happened, "I just... want to eat candy."

"The candy I usually give you is in the drawer of my room on the second floor, but I locked the door when I went out today. If you need it, you can find Lin on the third floor."

"No, it's fine, there's no need." Xing Qi was not embarrassed to disturb the technical foreign aid on the third floor, but at the moment of talking with the detective, she calmed down a lot, and the tense strings in her mind also relaxed.

Xingqi breathed a sigh of relief, opened the refrigerator again, and let the neatly stacked carrots dispel the violent impulse.

Then pour hot water into the thermos and take it out.

Zhai Liangzhi waited for Xingqi to arrive at the coffee table, and pretended to come up to pick her up, "Your water has been boiling for a long time."

The handle of the thermos was designed to hold a fist and a half at most, and Zhai Liangzhi only stretched out one hand, making it clear that he was not going to hold the body of the pot, but to take it from Xingqi's hand.

Xingqi looked down at the index finger that was yellowed by the smoke, and seeing that she was about to touch the handle, she lightly changed her left hand for the right hand, put down the pot, and opened the distance at the same time, "You are a guest, don't be too polite."

Zhai Liangzhi never expected to miss it, he had already touched it, but in the blink of an eye, the detective assistant was already half a meter away.

He looked at the detective assistant who smiled and said "You do what you want", and comforted himself that he must have been dazzled by not sleeping for a long time.

"Hello!" Zhai Liangzhi called her to stop, "You detectives promised to find Shengsheng within a week, I think it's too much. You see, it's going to be a long Spring Festival holiday, and Group A is going to work on the seventh day of the lunar new year. We, too, can accommodate it."

As he spoke, he came up to grab Xingqi's arm.

Xingqi hid very quickly this time.Standing two or three meters away from Zhai Liangzhi, she ground her molars and felt that she finally understood why the detective "didn't bother to talk to him".

She stopped being polite and walked away to the study by herself.

The study has doors leading to the rear garden.

The rooster husky is on the porch watching the rain intently.

Xingqi shouted: "Mr. Ha."

Mr. Ha smoothed the feathers twice with his sharp beak, and turned around lazily.It loves its feathers as much as a human does its hair.

Facing Mr. Ha's burning eyes, Xingqi felt a little uneasy. Mr. Ha is very smart and listens to the detective very much—it doesn't even need the detective to speak, it knows what the detective wants it to do with a look and a movement, but that's what the detective teaches. good.

Will it listen to itself?

No matter, if Mr. Ha is not allowed to "send" Zhai Liangzhi away, Xingqi is afraid that if there are two more rounds, she will really throw the tray and hit people.

Xingqi knelt down and touched the wings of the rooster, "Good afternoon, Mr. Ha."

Husky shook his head meaningfully.

Xingqi pointed to the living room and asked in a low voice: "There is someone inside who refuses to leave, can you help me drive him away?"

Huskies hadn't responded yet, and the detective suddenly heard laughing in the earphones.

Xingqi blushed embarrassingly, "Did you hang up?"

"I am always here."

"Then you heard everything?"

"I heard everything I needed to hear." The detective changed the subject, and his tone suddenly became heavy, "Xingqi, what happened just now?"

"No...nothing..."

"Xingqi."

Xingqi suddenly had the feeling that Detective Xia was facing him, as if she was going to say in the next second: "Look at me, and say 'nothing' again".

There is a classic metaphor in elementary school composition: the eyes are the windows to the soul.

The eyes are the part that reveals the most emotions.

But the detective's eyes are no different from the black holes in other people's hearts.

Although she knew that the detective was not there, Xingqi unconsciously thought of her eyes that tempted people to reveal their true thoughts.

To be honest, the detective's eyes are pretty, curved, with thick and slender eyelashes, especially thick at the outer corners of the eyes, making the ends of the eyes slightly upturned.

If she is in a good mood, there will be a three-point smile in those eyes.

But if she was in a bad mood and was stared at for a while, it would be like falling into an ice cave, and she would pull out anything to get out.

Xingqi rubbed her nose, and said honestly: "Just now, I really wanted to throw the tea tray at Mr. Zhai."

"Oh?" The detective raised his voice, "I just thought about it, didn't you lose it?"

"No." Xingqi said quickly, "You can't hit people, it's too violent."

"You won't be violent if you bite me?"

Xingqi: "..."

Xingqi: "That's different."

You let it bite you.

"What's the difference? I'm more extreme than the wretched man who looks at you and touches you?"

The detective spoke with a smile, but Xingqi's scalp was numb, "You..."

How do you know what Zhai Liangzhi did?

Xingqi looked up and saw the camera flashing red.

She actually forgot about this.

No wonder the detective assured Zhai Liangzhi to enter the studio. It turned out that everything was under his nose.

A car horn sounded outside, and almost at the same time, the same sound sounded in the earphones, forming a duet.

"It's okay, I'm back."

The author has something to say: the second watch will be later, see you tomorrow.