Himemoto's interpretation

The temperature is very comfortable, the posture is lying on the side, but the head and neck do not feel strenuous in the air, as if there is a neck pillow underneath, and it seems——

Xingqi moved forward following the smell, and unsurprisingly touched the detective's ear and the corner of the mandible wrapped only by a thin layer of flesh.

She was lying flat on the other side, with her left hand under her neck for support, and she probably felt movement, so she patted it twice as if to comfort her, and then rested it on her left shoulder.

It's a very protective embrace.

The person was still groggy, and instinctively stretched out his tentacles quietly.

Xingqi continued to get closer, doing a full set of daily routines, and while she was still asleep, You did it a second time without satisfaction.Don't blame her face on the corner of her jaw. The breath behind her ears is like an addictive drug, so she pushed her in and bit the disturbing earlobe.

The detective snorted softly, his eyes were still closed, his breathing quickened slightly, and his eyelashes moved as if in a dream or on the verge of waking up.

Xingqi tilted her head back, this slight action dragged the fabric.

Feeling something, Xingqi blushed, and then her whole body was on fire.

It's not the time to be stubborn, rabbit head!

Wriggling as silently as a silkworm to the foot of the bed, Xingqi got out of the heavy sheet from the other end.

Not to wake up the detective, she picked up her clothes and toiletries and tiptoed to the opposite room.

Sitting on the toilet with a toothbrush in her mouth, Xingqi rubbed her forehead, arranging the bits and pieces of memory in chronological order.

It was past ten o'clock last night, and the detective suddenly went downstairs to ask the boss to open a room, which was opposite the monitoring funeral home, which was the room where they slept.

Not long afterward, the funeral parlor closed the gate, and the two dim lights in the entrance were also extinguished. Xingqi reported the situation to the detectives, ending the first day of surveillance mission.

Everything was normal at first, after washing, each of them shared a bed, each covered with a small quilt, and when they were about to fall asleep, the detective asked, "Do you know why you sleep here?"

The heavy eyelids opened a crack, seeing the detective's curved eyebrows, Xingqi didn't want to answer.

However, the detective asked himself and answered, "According to metaphysical research, if the window faces the funeral home, unclean things will come in at night. If the toes of the shoes are facing the bed, it is easier to attract unclean things."

Xingqi recalled the large chapters about detectives in the memo, and retrieved the keywords of "childish" and "bad taste" from it. She was sure that the detective who lacked childhood had a big explosion of bad taste. She gritted her teeth and remained silent, determined not to be a detective director. It is used as a scream-making accessory in horror movies.

However, imagination does not depend on human will.

Did she point the toes of her shoes directly at the bed?

A vague picture of her kicking off her shoes and going to bed appeared in her mind, but the background was blurred, and she couldn't tell if she was in a hotel.

Oh no, is the detective talking about the bed or the window?

Her bed was near the window, and the aisle between the two beds was very narrow. She must have taken off her shoes on the side by the window.

……

Which way?

When she realized that she shouldn't dwell on this issue, Xingqi woke up completely.

Take a look, just a look—

Xingqi quickly glanced under the bed.

"The filthy thing with the toe facing the bed climbs into your bed, and the filthy thing with the toe facing the window follows you out."

Xingqi glared angrily at the detective who was blindfolded with only two eyes exposed, remembering her determination not to scream.

But looking at those watery eyes, she was enlightened for a moment, and she hugged her eyes in the aisle.

The slippers that come with you are not in the aisle or at the foot of the bed.

I got out of bed and looked over, one was placed horizontally and the other was placed obliquely.

Xingqi smiled immediately: "...Are you afraid too?"

Blinking his eyes, he lifted the quilt at the same time and propped up an open tent.

After that, the detective and the assistant went head-to-head and discussed Bansu's "how to form dirty things and how to avoid them".

After hearing the rooster crowing for the first time, the two reached an agreement that dirty things are afraid of roosters, and it is very wise to keep Ha Zong at home.

Because there is no longer a solution, the sky will be dawn.

At this moment, the sky is not very bright.

Xingqi thought it was still early, and it was past 08:30 when she looked at the bracelet.

Refreshed and flexible, he returned to the opposite door. The detective covered his head under the quilt like last night, only showing half of his face, and was still sleeping.

The hotel owner didn't get up, and the reception hall on the first floor with two dining tables was dark and gloomy.

Xingqi wandered around the open space in front of the hotel for a while. The restaurant in the town is 500 meters away. Go buy her a freshly cooked breakfast or eat convenience food?

While hesitating, she saw a tall, slender figure in gray canvas overalls walking and stopping on the way to the funeral home.

Without seeing the man's face, Xingqi instinctively decided that it was Hu Yixuan who the detective was waiting for.

She hurried back upstairs, first went to the room facing the funeral parlor and looked through the window, and within half a minute of opening the door upstairs, the man in overalls walked less than ten meters, and now he was nailed to the same place, and suddenly seemed to be struggling whether to go in or not. As if, stomped and turned around.

Fresh and neat short hair, her face still has a little baby fat, but her eyebrows and Hu Xingjun are carved out of the same mold, it is Hu Yixuan.

Xingqi ran out and knocked on the opposite door, and ran back to the window at a faster speed, worried that Hu Yixuan would disappear the moment she left.

After going back and forth like this more than a dozen times, before Hu Yixuan reached the funeral home, a sullen "Shang Xingqi" came from the opposite room.

"That, that," Xing Qi looked out of the window while lowering her voice, fearing to startle the snake, "that person is back."

"You bring her up." The detective's voice was muffled, with a hint of laziness, but the previous anger was gone. "I'll sleep a little longer."

Xingqi: "...you go to sleep."

Hu Yixuan's skeleton hasn't fully grown yet, but she's half a head taller than Xingqi.

She seemed to be a little nearsighted, she tilted her head slightly forward, squinted for a while and looked at Xing Qi who called her, and suddenly widened her eyes, "Are you Xia Yinian's classmate's master?"

Xingqi was quite surprised, "You know me?"

Hu Yixuan's tone was very exaggerated, "Everyone who has watched the Niannian live broadcast knows you, okay! Qigong!"

"No, it's not qigong." Xingqi blushed, as if she was the one who was approached halfway, "Um...can you go to the hotel...for a chat?"

"Detective He Xia?"

Xing Qixin said how do you know?

But seeing Hu Yixuan going to the hotel first instead of being a guest, she swallowed her doubts and followed Hu Yixuan.

"I know about you, Detective Xia and Assistant Rabbit," Hu Yixuan said with great interest, "You find that game producer, and then you go after that greasy guy. It's very satisfying. I've watched the video several times."

Probably because she was in her hometown, Hu Yixuan was very relaxed, and she couldn't see any sadness about her brother's death.

Xingqi was not used to being admired by strangers face to face, and the undisguised excitement in Hu Yixuan's eyes was about to burn her.

She went to fetch half a jug of water, and asked with the sound of the water heater, "Are you still watching Niannian's live broadcast?"

Didn't it mean that students in key classes can't use mobile phones?

"Look, many students in the school watch it." Hu Yixuan wrinkled her nose, "But many people take it as a joke."

"What?" Xingqi was puzzled.

"Niannian, Xun Youyou, Karenina—that's Catty, and the Gang of Three is very famous in school." Hu Yixuan was still young, with emotions written all over her face, "They call them the three idiots behind their backs."

Xingqi couldn't believe it, "Why?"

"Because..." Hu Yixuan hesitated to speak, and sighed maturely, "I don't know if I should say it or not, since I'm not an outsider, let me say it", and then said, "It's really stupid."

Haicheng Middle School is a key middle school in the Sanjiang River Basin. Except for the advanced class specially set up for "Wang Sun Guiqi", most of the students are all excellent students in morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor cultivated since childhood. The family backgrounds are all extraordinary, no one is superior to anyone else, and they maintain the same pole repulsion of each other.

But even in the excellent class, Xia Yinian and Xun Youyou's performance is very outstanding-heavy make-up that can't see their true colors, colorful clothes in strange clothes, skipping classes from time to time, and writing from head to toe "I am a very special person in a brain-dead" Mainstream, non-mainstream fighting chicken".

The Jinyou Class and the International Department are not located in Haizhong Headquarters, but in a remodeled old manor in the suburbs of Haicheng. The management is quite loose. The basic attitude is that as long as there is no accident at school, the children can spend a carefree study life as they like, and safety comes first. First, harmony and second, as for school rules and disciplines - you have to look from bottom to top.

"I don't know how Niannian and Yoyo got them. Anyway, they were bullied badly at school. Catty is better, but others avoid her."

Xingqi frowned more and more, the second and third sisters of Ha Xiao were actually bullied at school, and someone actually bullied these three sisters?

"You don't know?" Hu Yixuan asked, "You don't care too much about Niannian, do you?"

"No, wait a minute." Xingqi's thoughts were completely confused, and she waved her hands subconsciously, trying to figure out what was going on.

The victim is Hu Yixuan's brother, the paid actor boyfriend of the second and third sisters, Hu Yixuan is a classmate of the second and third sisters in the same school, caring and understanding them...

But she didn't know if she didn't sleep enough and didn't eat breakfast, her blood sugar was low and her brain power was insufficient, or Hu Yixuan's words were too deep. She thought for a long time, but the only words "I can't figure it out" came from her aching head.

"Xia Yinian lacks love and heart, is a fool with a lot of money, it's understandable to be entangled with your brother, right?"

The detective's voice came from above, and Xingqi raised her head subconsciously, just in time to catch the toffee she handed over.

"Supplement the blood sugar, Uncle Wang will be here soon." The detective bent down and whispered in her ear.

Hu Yixuan, who was originally in a relaxed posture with some casualness, put her hand into the pocket of the overalls, and the masseter muscles on her cheeks tensed imperceptibly.

Although it was only for a moment, Xingqi saw that the subtle sense of discord surrounding Hu Yixuan disappeared in an instant.

Hu Yixuan raised her chin and said bluntly: "I don't recognize him as my brother! I have severed ties with him!"

That's right.Xingqi calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether she hates or hates her elder brother who is a cowherd, or cannot accept the fact that her elder brother died unexpectedly, it is normal for her to react to Hu Xingjun. Discussing Ha Xiaoer casually like just now is really indescribably sad .

"Your brother is lying obediently on the opposite side, and will not be sent as a teaching specimen. You need to go back to Haicheng with us."

"Why?"

The detective looked out the window and said absently, "You are the number one suspect here."

The car is downstairs.

Let Uncle Wang take care of Hu Yixuan, the detective and his assistant ate breakfast slowly, greeted the late boss before leaving the hotel.

Hu Yixuan was outside the car, regaining her youthful self-indulgence. Seeing the two people approaching, she raised her hands high, and made a thumb-to-thumb gesture in a blunt manner, asking: "You two, are you a couple?"

Why is this kid so nonchalant?

The back of Xingqi's neck felt cold, she quickly turned her head to glance at the detective, and waved her hands again and again: "What, no, no."

She didn't see the detective's face darken, but Hu Yixuan saw it, with an unconcealable pride on his face, and even whistled loudly when he got in the car.

"Shang Xingqi."

Whenever the detective called her by her first and last name, it meant that the detective was angry, and very angry.

Xingqi turned her head tremblingly, "I... Hu Yi..."

Hu Yixuan's nonsense has nothing to do with me.

There was a cold on the lips, and then a pain, the words were blocked between the lips and teeth.