you are scary

39

Is it possible to ask the same question twice and there will be a result?If this is the case, it will be fine, and you don't have to worry about various problems.Of course, Bai Qianwan couldn't say this out loud, he only dared to slander him secretly in his heart.

The deliciously tempting Song Nongmo's hand holding his left hand was warm and strong, and Bai Qianwan could feel the slight heartbeat coming from his fingertips.It's really strange, Song Nongmo has tooth marks on his body but he didn't suffer any injuries. Is it because the opponent's combat power is too strong or because he is drunk and his attack power has dropped?

After holding his hand tightly, he raised his eyes, and Song Nongmo was silently waiting for his reply.

"I haven't," Bai Qianwan replied the same way, "It's just that I like to bite people when I'm drunk."

"Really?" Song Nongmo raised his eyebrows.

"The truth is, I don't." Bai Qianwan still insisted that he was not a cannibal. "If Officer Song has any doubts about the 'cannibal case', he might as well continue the investigation. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

How can this kind of thing be admitted? Although a murderer like Wu Ni who transcends social norms may have the so-called characteristics of "desire to be noticed", Bai Qianwan does not have this idea.In his opinion, it is better for people like him and Wu Ni who suffer from rare pica to keep a low profile.He wished he could bury his head in the sand to avoid being found out about the old story of a pot of braised pork.

"I'm not doubting your relationship with the 'cannibal case'."

Song Nongmo's answer was beyond Bai Qianwan's expectation.

"Although I thought about it at first, you didn't participate in cannibalism." Song Nongmo looked into his eyes, "I always feel that you have fallen into some kind of quagmire, is it religion? It doesn't seem to be the case, you are not like a religious person, then And why do you have such a strange hobby?"

Sweet talk of concern.

For some reason, after Song Nongmo's earnest words, Bai Qianwan suddenly thought of this word first.Maybe he subconsciously didn't believe Song Nongmo's words. It was amazing to trust this kind of power. It might have existed between Song Nongmo and Bai Qianwan nine years ago, but now, they've grown up and parted ways.

It's not because of the bewitching of some cult, nor because of other things, it's because of Bai Qianwan's innate characteristics. Song Nongmo is also aware of this, why not believe it?Bai Qianwan was a monster, not for any other reason.

"It's not right for you to say that," Bai Qianwan couldn't help showing a confused expression, "This is a guess based on the fact that I am a cannibal."

"do not you?"

"Officer Song, if he thinks that I ate people, then try to find evidence and arrest me. If I do this kind of thing, I should go to jail."

Song Nongmo pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and leaned his shoulders against the back of the chair: "That's not what I meant...I really don't know how to deal with you properly."

"I don't mean what you think. I'm not angry because of your guess." Bai Qianwan got up and left his seat, tidying up his clothes, and he was about to leave. "I forgot many things, not even myself. Know how much I have forgotten, maybe there is some invisible part in it? No one can say for sure about this kind of thing."

He put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink and returned to the dining room. Song Nongmo was playing with the lighter with obvious wear marks again.Why does he carry this thing with him.

Bai Qianwan said goodbye to him: "I want to go home, Mr. Song."

"Don't you want to know what happened in high school?" Song Nongmo raised his eyes, feeling a little helpless, "You said that last night."

"Oh?"

It turned out that he said such things last night.

If you want to know the story of high school, it is probably because of the "witchcraft case".

"But my perspective can't fully reproduce your memory." Song Nongmo frowned, "Have you seen a doctor? Amnesia can be cured, right?"

"Forget it, it won't be useful to read," Bai Qianwan said, "Why don't you write me the high school memorabilia when you are free, just the part about me, 'September 2133, 9, Enrollment' , 'September 1th, the first in the monthly exam', similar to this, maybe I can think of something."

Song Nongmo didn't object either: "That's it."

After he keyed in the security code, Bai Qianwan successfully took the elevator and left his house. While he let out a long breath, the feeling of dread came back again.

Song Nongmo had already determined that he was a cannibal.

If you follow the clues and investigate——

Can not be done.

On the streets of Area A where people come and go, Bai Qianwan fell into deep thought again.The blue evil spirit floating in mid-air in the distance approached him swaying resentfully: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"what?"

After thinking about it, Bai Qianwan couldn't think of any way to stop it.

"I went back to No. 18 Zhengde Street last night and was chased out by the ghost inside."

"Isn't that normal? They don't know you."

"I just went back to Area A to wait for you all alone."

"You're really boring."

As usual, Bai Qianwan walked to the bus booth to get on the bus, and took the long AX line to Zhengde Street in District X. The distance from District A to District X was long, and the bus ride was very long, which was very suitable for meditation and thinking.

The bus after ten o'clock in the morning was not considered crowded, but even so, there were no seats left when getting on the bus. Like everyone else, Bai Qianwan was holding on to the ring, watching a certain scene in the air in the slightly shaking bus. in a daze.

However, due to the existence of Xiaokang Wang, his train of thought was frequently disturbed.

"Why are you wearing yesterday's clothes?" Xiaokang Wang asked.

"No change."

I guess I didn't even take a shower.

But he took it off very cleanly when he was sleeping. Thinking about it carefully, Song Nongmo took care of the drunk all night and it was quite hard work.

"No, so you're really in a relationship with Song Nongmo?" Xiaokang Wang's eyes widened in astonishment, "I heard from them that you dated a police officer frequently to investigate the case, so it was Song Nongmo?"

"..."

Where did this rumor come from!If falling in love with Song Nongmo could legally obtain witchcraft case files, he would really do so, but the problem is that he can't.

"I'm not, I didn't..." Bai Qianwan choked speechlessly, "Didn't you get kicked out, why can you still listen to their gossip?"

"I was kicked out after chatting for a while."

"..." What bad things did this person do in the haunted house.

"Oh, I'm so bored when you're not here," Xiaokang Wang dangled on the bus ring, "I have something to do with you."

"Is it the same when you were alive?"

"Forget it, you can't be idle, it will freeze when you are idle."

Bai Qianwan looked at him, but the image of Bai Cheng in his dream appeared in front of his eyes, the emperor of the Zheng Dynasty, who believed in witchcraft——

"How did the queen die?" he asked Xiaokang Wang.

"Passed away, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

"Why do you start to care about the things in your previous life?"

"Has he had any other children?"

"No, you are the rare only son in the ancient history of China."

"Are you on good terms with the emperor?"

"of course!"

"Then you might as well go—forget it."

"Ok?"

I wanted the Xiaokang King, who was in a panic, to find Bai Cheng. After all, it would be more suitable for two boring people to hit it off, but when Bai Qianwan thought of Bai Cheng's gloomy and unpredictable character, he was quite happy after being dead for 2000 years. The well-off king who trusted Bai Cheng must be fooled by him, and it would be bad if he made social incidents that broke the bottom line of human beings.

"It's better to investigate the 'witchcraft case'," Bai Qianwan changed his rhetoric, "You are idle anyway."

"You have to go with me." Xiaokang Wang said.

"Tomorrow, I'm tired."

"Tired?" Xiaokang Wang looked at him contemptuously, "You haven't done anything these two days."

"It has far exceeded the standard of daily activity."

"Is this the standard for squatting at home?"

"Yes."

Xiaokang Wang Danlan rolled his eyes to the sky.

Although being ridiculed by Xiaokang Wang in this way, what Bai Qianwan said was not a lie, he was indeed quite tired these days.Everything started when he took Song Nongmo's psychic order. It was like being caught on a treadmill, and once he stepped on it, he couldn't stop. For Bai Qianwan, who used to be carefree and only worried when the bill came, it was really tiring It's choking.

Not only did he have to make ends meet, he also had to investigate the "witchcraft case", and he had to commit suicide when he was free, so he was really busy.

After returning to No. 18 Zhengde Street, Bai Qianwan first saw the large couriers piled up at the entrance of the courtyard. Just moving the folding bed into the haunted house took half his energy. He moves.

"Wow, Xiaobai is back!"

"Is the arm okay?"

"Brother Bai, come and see my abs!"

"Look at that, your muscles are dead."

Filled with ghosts doing sit-ups, yoga, and jogging in place, his house is morphing into a netherworld gym, no matter what.But having said that, everyone is very accustomed to the disappearance of Mrs. Chen, as if they have already forgotten her.

Ghosts are also ruthless.

Bai Qianwan, who was lying on the folding bed, turned on the live broadcast again. Due to excessive force, his hands holding the selfie stick trembled slightly.

The camera reflected his pale and delicate face, his big brown eyes were half-closed, and the temple hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, curled into a question mark.His tone at this time was also very confused: "Why is it so tiring to live?"

[What's wrong with Xiaobai! 】

[Have you encountered any problems in life? 】

【Touch your head~】

【So cute, I want to fuck】

[ls get lost! 】

【Wooooooooow, Xiaobai who is distressed is so cute】

[Did no one notice the hickey on the anchor's neck? ? 】

【Hey, everyone is an adult now】

In the barrage of miscellaneous and everything, as expected, the Pikachu gold master reappeared.

【Pikachu: Don't be overthinking it】

Bai Qianwan asked him: "Why didn't you use the qwq expression today?"

[Pikachu: I don't know]

"Gives the impression that you're in a bad mood today."

【Pikachu: It's a little bit】

"why?"

【Pikachu: I like you】

This barrage is really hard to answer.

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Qianwan forcefully evaded it: "You should add 'qwq', it will look cuter."

[Pikachu: I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you qwq]

"Okay, that's better. I'm going to sleep, bye."

With that said, Bai Qianwan snapped off the live broadcast.

"You fanatical fan's style of painting is not right," Xiaokang Wang stood in front of the bed, pointing to his mobile phone and commented, "It's more like a groupie, but this is a horror live broadcast room!"

Bai Qianwan didn't take it seriously: "The world is so big and full of wonders."

"Maybe the 'I love you' he said is true," Xiaokang Wang said, "Why does falling in love with you make you feel bad?"

As if to overcome the world's mathematical problems, Xiaokang Wang fell into serious contemplation for no reason.

Xiaokang Wang was about to discuss with the client Bai Qianwan, but the other party had already fallen asleep on the bed, like a patient suffering from drowsiness.