Bewitching

Meng Xi simply suspected that Ji Xingchen had binocular vision eyes, and could look directly into people's hearts.He felt that this topic was a bit dangerous, so he quickly interrupted: "I didn't ask you around, I was wronged!"

"You didn't, the errand man next to you just asked around." Ji Xingchen gave him a meaningful look, sat back on the sofa and returned to the topic, "Wang Zhe's father is a friend of Xing Er's landlord. , so he was very concerned and planned to use this matter to lower the rent."

Meng Xi: "..." Thanks to this guy, Xing Er has really lost all image in his mind.

He glanced at the time, thinking that he would have dinner with his uncle to celebrate his birthday in the evening, so he stood up and prepared to leave.

"I have something to do in the evening, so I will leave first. Thank you for inviting me to dinner today. Don't worry, I will study this matter when I go back. Although there are no clues left in the house, I still think it is very suspicious." It is not aimless, Yao's sixth sense has always been strong, and he always feels that this matter is not over yet.

When Meng Qian walked to the door, he stopped suddenly, then went back to the kitchen, tied up the garbage bag in the garbage can, and carried it in his hand.

"I'll go downstairs and help you take out the trash along the way."

When he came in, he found out that this guy even had a very clean trash can, and there was nothing in it.It is estimated that it will be dumped in time every day to prevent the garbage from staying in the house overnight.

Ji Xingchen glanced at him in surprise. Meng Xi was putting on his shoes with his head bowed at this time, the neckline of his T-shirt drooped slightly, revealing a delicate collarbone.There was a small red mole in the center of his collarbone, which looked like smudged rouge.

"Is your Alipay phone number?"

Meng Qian nodded and looked at him suspiciously.Ji Xingchen didn't explain, and opened the door for him.

He went downstairs and found the dumpster within a few steps.Looking at the classified garbage signs above, after thinking about it, I threw the bag into the non-recyclable trash can and walked out.

No wonder Ji Xingchen doesn't like the house in Jingyun Garden, the two properties are indeed incomparable.But at this time, he can't care about the quality of the house, and the thought of facing his uncle at night gives him a headache.

I don't know how angry his uncle would be when he came down from Wang Zhe's house and found that he wasn't waiting downstairs.If you call him again and find that the phone is turned off...

Meng Kui wailed, got into a taxi, reported the name of the hotel, and then turned on the phone slowly.

Sure enough, the mobile phone has been dominated by more than a dozen WeChat messages from his uncle, and the exclamation mark on the text is simply shocking.

Meng Qiang clicked on WeChat, and replied softly; [I'll be at the hotel in a while], and then continued to shut down and pretend to be dead.

No matter how reluctant he was, after an hour, the car stopped in front of the hotel.

He dawdled around in circles, seeing that the time was almost up, and then walked into the private room with small steps.

Except for him, the whole family had already arrived, and they were chatting in the private room.

Chen's mother was beaming with joy and showing off to her sister-in-law how smart Dahei was. She looked up and saw him, and waved her hand: "Hey, what's the matter with you, you usually come to the party earlier than anyone else, but your uncle's birthday is today, and your ink marks are at the end." ! What did you go out to do early in the morning, and why is your phone turned off?"

My aunt has always been partial to Meng Xi, seeing him hesitating and saying nothing, she stood up to make a rescue: "Okay, I'm already 23, and I'm not allowed to have any private matters, you mother always ask what!"

Chen Song blew on his beard and stared at him, and said abruptly, "Hmph, it's quite private, and a brother popped out of nowhere out of nowhere!"

Chen Ma looked at him suspiciously, "What brother?"

"It's nothing, let's serve dinner." Chen Song gave Meng Qiang a deep look, and muttered, "I'm starving to death after a busy day, let's serve dinner soon."

Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief and sat next to Chen Ma.The whole family first toasted Chen Song with a glass of wine, and then began to chat while eating.

"Since when did your family have a dog?" Chen Xiao looked up at him after eating two mouthfuls of food.

Chen Xiao was four years older than him, completely inherited his uncle's black skin, and looked healthy and strong.

When my aunt gave birth to him, she said that she was carrying a girl, so the couple named him Xiaoxiao.Unexpectedly, the good girl turned into a big fat boy in the end.

Unwilling to give up, his uncle chased after the nurse and asked if it was a wrong hug.Later, he was criticized by others, so he started to abuse his son in a fit of anger, telling him to smile all day long.The family members are also used to calling him, and now they are chanting his name, still smiling, and shouting non-stop.

When Chen Xiao was a child, he was angry about the name for a while, and later he put his mind on his sister-in-law, hoping that his sister-in-law would give birth to a younger sister so that she could give her the name.But whoever imagined, my sister-in-law gave birth to a boy in the end.

He was quite disappointed at first, but he immediately changed his attitude when he saw the appearance of Meng Xituanzi. He liked it so much that he didn't even mind the name.

From then on, Chen Xiao turned on the mode of crazily petting his younger brother, and surrounded Meng Xi all day long.

The relationship between the two has always been good, but because he has a lot of homework in college, he doesn't go home very much in school these days, and they haven't seen each other for a while.

Meng Xi obviously noticed that his skin color was darker, and he didn't know how he could get such a tan because he was doing research in the laboratory all day.

Speaking of which, the whole family was cheated by his uncle quite a lot.People often say that persuading people to study medicine will be struck by lightning, and persuading people to study Fa is a death sentence.

How much enmity, how much resentment, the children of the two families have been harmed by him.

"I raised him some time ago, and he's very smart. Go and have a look when you have time. By the way, are you coming home later?" After five years of undergraduate studies, Chen Xiao was admitted by the school for a combined master's and doctoral degree.When the family members talked about him, their expressions were full of pride.Meng Xi, on the contrary, was full of sympathy for his brother.

"No, I'll go back to the apartment later, my tutor needs to find me."

Meng Kui bowed his head resentfully, thinking to himself; it's over, there is one less intercessor.

He didn't eat much of this meal, he ate too much at Ji Xingchen's place, he didn't have much appetite, and with his uncle staring at him, he couldn't even eat.

The family was chatting, and the topic ran to the bus that had an accident a few days ago.

"Aren't people crazy nowadays? They want to kill themselves, and drag others to be buried with them. I heard from the news that this accident was all because a passenger scolded the driver because of a coin-operating problem, and later got on the bus." Go and pull the driver's hair and start doing it, what a lunatic."

"That's right, this is the hanging of Shou Xing Gong - it's a big deal, the key is that he went crazy and dragged a group of people to be buried with him! Hey, Lao Chen, I packed your things for you this morning and found some information. Is there something hidden about this matter?" ah?"

"There are so many secrets, I'm another case... Let me tell you, don't mess with my things next time."

The aunt put down the chopsticks with a 'snap', and snorted coldly at him: "Who told you to spread those things all over the table, you thought I was rare."

Seeing her staring and not daring to refute, Chen Song turned cowardly on his face, turned his eyes to Meng Xi in an instant, and said aggressively, "How are you doing with your books? The exam will be in mid-September. Don't play around all day long!"

Meng Xi: "..."

"I got some sprint materials from the remedial class with my old comrades in the procuratorate. You and I will go back to the bureau to get them later."

Meng Qiang nodded in resignation, thinking; it's over, I really can't run away.

"Don't put too much pressure on him. Aji recently spent time in the store reading books and memorizing the law. It's not easy for special cars." Aunt stood up, filled him with a bowl full of corn, yam, and ribs soup, and said softly: "Don't listen to your uncle, work and rest, the body is the most important. If you don't like meat, drink more bone soup."

After speaking, he picked up the braised pork in Chen Song's bowl with his chopsticks, "Old Chen, you are already three high, eat less meat and more vegetables. Smile, put that pot of bitter gourd in front of your dad, it's for him , let him eat it all."

Chen Song: "..."

After dinner, Meng Xi waved his little hand to bid farewell to Chen Ma, and got into his uncle's car without love.

Chen Song took out a cigarette, not like a good man was holding it in his mouth, but he didn't light it because he was with Meng Xie.

"Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. You went to Wang Zhe's house today, what the hell are you doing!"

"Uncle, the criminal procedure law now focuses on protecting human rights, and you can't be strict if you resist. Your line is outdated. You can learn from Miranda's warning later. This rhetoric is popular now." Meng Xi leaned sideways against the window, preparing for the formalities. No, just run away.

"I'll do what you can, and I'll grab the law to talk about human rights. Let me tell you, I'm your uncle, and I'll be strict if I say so." After Chen Song finished speaking, he pressed the electronic lock with a 'snap' and locked it directly. The door of the car was locked, and the gas pedal was stepped on to drive on the road, "Your aunt and your mother are home now, even if you fly over, they can't save you. You can answer me after you think about it, my reference material is 2 G for closing the courseware!" "

Meng Xi turned his face away and said in a low voice, "As soon as I learned it, senior..."

He thought that Ji Xingchen would have a headache when he told the outside world that it was his brother. Fortunately, this guy is tall, so he can fool him for the time being, "There is an old man in his family who understands Feng Shui metaphysics, and that Wang Zhe asked someone to come to his house and said he was suspicious." His father didn't die normally, I hope the old man can help to find out."

What he said at the beginning was quite awkward, but after editing, he believed it.

"I'm just a passer-by. I happened to have something to do with my senior, so I went with him. You also know that they are superstitious people who don't like the presence of outsiders. That's why the senior lied and said I was his younger brother."

"Look at Feng Shui? It's all messed up. Let me tell you, stay away from these things in the future. What kind of feudal superstitions are you engaging in? It's okay to read more about the 24-character values ​​of socialism."

Meng Qiang nodded on his face, but he was slandering in his heart; you still believe this and that!

Seeing that Chen Song's expression softened, he asked cautiously, "Uncle, what are you doing in the past today? Don't you also suspect the cause of his father's death?"

His uncle is a criminal police officer. It stands to reason that the police station issued a notice, but it was not his turn.

Chen Song took a few bites of his cigarette to relieve his hunger, squinted his eyes and thought about the recent cases of evil sects, and his voice unconsciously became heavier, "The city is indeed a bit weird recently, I still want to find you these two days."

Meng Xi: "..."

The agreed 24-character values!How about staying away from those weird things?

The author has something to say: This text entered v on Thursday 7th, and the [-]D dropped that day!Thousand words!Emma, ​​I'm scared to think about it myself!

You must come to join us on Thursday, my list depends on all the heroes here! (*≧▽≦) Little Transparency seeks transformation, and loves you on behalf of the sun~