Why did you mess up the copy again?

"Li Rui, tell me, what's the reason this time?"

The wrinkled middle-aged policeman sat on the metal stool in the corridor of the police station, and his tone was more helpless.

Sitting next to him is a student-looking young man, who looks to be eighteen or nineteen years old. His face can be said to be very delicate, belonging to a somewhat feminine type, but for some reason, if you stare carefully for a while, you will always feel that There is a bit of sharpness between the eyebrows.

"Those things are very dangerous. If they are not handled properly, they will be a sharp knife for killing people."

The young man named Li Rui looked calm.

The policeman nodded unconsciously: "So it's the same as before, this time it's also to eliminate the danger in advance?"

"That's right, Uncle Wang, I've always believed that instead of waiting for bad things to happen, it's better to take the initiative so that they don't have the conditions to happen. You know, I have an unlucky physique, and the worst will always happen to me."

"Then you can't sneak into the elderly activity center in the middle of the night and remove all twelve electric fans inside! Don't talk back, the surveillance cameras are clear!"

Officer Wang put his hand on his forehead, and seemed to have a headache, "It's already June, and those old men and women playing mahjong are so hot that they stick out their tongues."

Li Rui was a little ashamed: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, next time I will remove the surveillance first."

"That's almost bah!"

Officer Wang sighed, and said earnestly: "Xiao Rui, you can be regarded as the one I grew up with. The unlucky physique you mentioned has no scientific basis at all."

"Running a red light and hitting my dump truck last week?"

"The driver has been arrested for drunk driving."

"Last week, three billboards fell from upstairs like they were aiming at me?"

"The facade is loose. That building is more than 30 years old. It's normal."

"Last week last."

"Enough is enough."

Police Officer Wang said, "You finally have to buy a Coke and never win another bottle, right?"

"hey-hey."

Li Rui scratched his head, "This is the truth."

"Okay, let me say it again, if you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me directly, don't mess with it yourself, it's so dangerous."

"Uncle Wang."

Li Rui knew that it was impossible to discuss this matter, so he could only deal with it.

"There's still time, you have class in the afternoon, go back to school quickly."

Officer Wang waved his hand. He is used to this kind of thing. The neighbors all know that he is an orphan, so no matter what trouble he caused, he will only complain and let the community police criticize and educate him.

However, it was of no use.

For a long time, Li Rui can be described as "a lot of crimes", just last month: climbed the wall to the third floor to dismantle the glass windows of the neighbor's house twice; , Fan the stray dog ​​bean bag Dabidou twice.

These are just the situations discovered by people, and I use an idiom to describe it: the tip of the iceberg.

The neighbors in the community can only say that they love and hate Li Rui, because this young man is usually kind to others, warm and cheerful, with a sweet mouth, and looks weird. The only problem is that he likes to play these pranks, so everyone hates him Can't get up.

However, there are some details that everyone has overlooked about these little pranks.

When the neighbor on the third floor invited someone to reinstall the windows for the second time, the master discovered the deformed slide rail by the way; After the neighbor asked for the flowerpot back, he put it on the balcony floor instead of the window sill.

Stray Dog Beanbag. It can't talk and no one knows what's going on.

Li Rui was sure that he was not lying, he really had an unlucky physique.

If it is not dealt with, the glass windows in disrepair and the flowerpots placed on the windowsill will most likely hit his head, and the malfunctioning bicycle will also likely hit him, and then trigger a chain reaction. Of course, neighbors and doormen also suffer.

The reason why he was able to take action to solve these problems in advance was because he had realized an ability during years of struggle with Mobi's physique.

Killing intent perception.

When he sees something that may threaten him, his intuition will give an early warning.

Every time this happens, he will make a move until that intuition disappears.

However, his ability is limited. If a dump truck really came, even if he had a hunch, he would not be able to kill the driver first, so he could only dodge by himself.

"Uncle Wang, then I'm leaving."

Li Rui stood up and walked to the gate of the police station familiarly.

Officer Wang stopped him: "Wait, what happened to your hand?"

The old policeman grabbed his arm and saw a vertical bruise on the back of his hand.

"I don't know either. It popped up suddenly the day before yesterday. It may have been touched while playing."

Police officer Wang looked at him suspiciously, but he could only see sincerity in his eyes, so he nodded and didn't pursue it. He knew that although this kid was out of tune, he would never get involved in gang fights or the like.

After Li Rui left, a man in a suit and leather shoes approached from the end of the corridor.

When Officer Wang saw the person coming, he stood up suddenly, looking a little cautious: "Leader, wait a moment, the director said that he will invite you to have a light meal after the meeting."

"No need to trouble you."

The man in the suit was very polite, shook hands with him, and then walked out of the police station, came to the side of the street, facing the traffic on the road, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes, turned to To the right, that is the direction Li Rui left.

As he walked over quickly, he rolled up his sleeves and checked, only to see that there was also a "bruise" on his forearm, and the shape formed a clear number.

15.

The classes in the university were relatively loose, and in the afternoon it was another elective class to collect credits. After the roll call, Li Rui found an opportunity to slip away and returned to his empty home.

He is used to living alone, and the double gank of life and mold makes him learn to be self-reliant very early.

gurgling.

Baby cabbage tofu soup in the pot is bubbling.

This is his favorite dish, not because he likes the taste, but because it can supplement protein and vitamins, and it is also cheap.

As an orphan, his life was not rich, which is why the neighbors and the police were so lenient towards him.

Of course, there is no need to deliberately sell miserably. With the house and inheritance left by his parents, Li Rui has lived a healthy life until he was nineteen years old. Now he is in his first semester of college, and he will be on summer vacation soon. He still has more than 30,000 deposits left. Part-time jobs, as long as you don't spend too much money, life is not stressful.

Slap.

Turning the button of the gas stove back to the original position, Li Rui directly returned to the dining table with a small iron pot for one person, and filled the rice cooker with rice, ready to clean up the meal with the rice, when suddenly, the doorbell rang .

"Who is it?"

"Open the door and check the gas meter."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Li Rui put down the bowls and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, picked up the machete for chopping bones, rubbed the sharpening stick on both sides of the blade, and then approached the anti-theft door humming "Today is a good day".

It is impossible for the gas company to check the gas meter during off-hours.

Moreover, there was a killing intent outside the door.