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Chapter 132
Because of this topic, the original serious office is rarely laughing.
Mr. Wu was silent for a moment, his face getting colder, and his accumulated anger was about to burst out due to his long-term depression.
It was already off work at this time, but few of the bureaus were able to leave on time and on time. Some had to sort out materials, and some were prepared to work overtime at night, waiting for takeaway.
Just a second before Mr. Wu's anger came out, the girl who had just picked up the takeaway took a look at her mobile phone and thoughtfully gave Mr. Wu the complimentary juice.
"Let me just say it, it really is the fun of their lovers."
The girl pushed her phone forward so that everyone nearby could see: "Chen Zhan is on the hot search."
The reason for the hot search is that someone intercepted the picture of his circle of friends:
1 hour ago:
-Should you keep waiting?
56 minutes ago:
-If you release other people's pigeons, they will be released back one day.
47 minutes ago:
-I waited so long nervously, but I was missed. Anyone will feel sad, not because I am not understanding, but because I feel too sad to see through. I don't know how much trust I can give you, but I'm really close to the limit.
...
10 minutes ago:
-The sky is heavy, I'm waiting for the wind and the rain and I'm waiting for you. However, does anyone know that my heart has already been stormy.
1 minute ago:
-Letβs wait, Iβm stupid, itβs okay to eat hot pot alone.
"Tsk," the girl sighed shortly after graduating, and she still had a kind of innocence about world affairs, "the young couple are in conflict."
"This style..." The older police officer approached and stared at the phone screen: "It reminds me of what I said when I was in junior high school."
The girl was overjoyed: "You should read the comments on the Internet. I don't know who intercepted Chen Zhan's circle of friends. She is a hero."
I was thinking about staying up late at night and working overtime, and was still a little depressed. After reading this screenshot, the negative emotions were wiped out.
A foul language interrupted the harmonious communication.
The girl frowned, and it was hard to imagine that the swear word just came out of Mr. Wu's mouth... Obviously he looked like a very educated person.
"Sir, please pay attention to your words."
Before he could speak, he could only see a corner of his clothes disappearing outside the door, and Mr. Wu strode out.
The girl hurriedly said to the colleague close to the door: "It may rain, lend him an umbrella."
Unfortunately, waiting for someone to chase him out, Mr. Wu's figure has long been lost in the traffic.
Inside the villa.
Many murderers like to do it on rainy days, because rain can amplify the smell of blood.
Chen Zhan couldn't understand the murderer's thoughts, but the tempting hot pot smell can really smell ten miles on rainy days.
"I'm so stupid, really." Chen Zhan rinsed the tripe and licked his lips: "I wasted a lot of time waiting."
The young man sat across from him and watched with chopsticks gestures, basically speaking nothing.
Chen Zhan only buys half of each dish, and the other part is reserved for Yin Ronglan, who is still working overtime at the company.
Boom-boom boom!
The visitor did not ring the doorbell, but almost smashed the door, seeming to vent something.
Chen Zhan frowned and put down the dishes and went to open the door.
The people outside the door were drenched in soup, large drops of rain dripped from the tips of the hair, and a pair of black eyes stared at the people in front of him.
Chen Zhan asked the doubts in his heart: "Why did you come?"
As a host, he perfectly puts on a warm hospitality.
Mr. Wu said it from the bottom of his heart: "I have never seen a black heart like you in my life."
"..." Chen Zhan looked around: "Where is the police?"
He responded with a sneer.
This mockery seemed to be blown into the house together with drizzle. Chen Zhan sighed quietly, "Wait for me."
After that, he turned and entered the house.
A minute later, there was a rattling sound of iron chains on the ground. Chen Zhan pulled the head and looked at the door in surprise: "I asked you to wait for you, I am here to catch you."
Thinking of letting the other party and the system stage a chase in the rain, he could also eat a hot pot by the way, and capture it at the last minute, but Mr. Wu didn't even run.
"Why didn't you run?" Chen Zhan tilted his head slightly, finding it increasingly difficult to understand his thoughts.
Mr. Wu was also taken aback, obviously it was a great opportunity to escape. His expression was a bit distorted for a while, and his eyes were hanging down not knowing what he was thinking. Time was flowing slowly in the sound of raindrops, and Mr. Wu suddenly raised his head: "Do you dare to be in direct proportion to me? Right is my concern."
Chen Zhan always thought that he was in a bright camp. He suddenly frowned when he heard these words. He still said, "Yes. If you lose, surrender yourself, burn the house and kill people, and admit these evil deeds."
"There is one thing you said wrong, I have never killed anyone." Mr. Wu gave a weird smile: "The most is to kill with a knife."
Chen Zhan: "On the backyard lawn..."
Mr. Wu interrupted: "I just cheated a little bit of the whitening value from her hand, and then leaked it to the law enforcement officer."
The iron-struck body couldn't stand the constant rain. He stepped into the house, but Chen Zhan did not stop him.
[System: If the law enforcement officer does not want to possess, the shell of the stranded person will be discarded as waste. γ
Chen Zhan squinted his eyes, "That is a life."
Mr. Wu sneered: "Don't forget that she thought of hurting you."
Chen Zhan was not sympathetic, but felt that this kind of fate being pinched by others was uncomfortable. This is also the reason why he helped the system succeed. He hopes that the stranded people and law enforcers in this world can go back to their homes and find their own mothers.
[System: Including you? γ
Chen Zhan: "I have no family or mother in that world."
His tone was a little cold. After the system checked the information again, he found that he was really a little pitiful, and said with pity: [If the host wants, you can call me father, and I will cover you in the future. γ
Chen Zhan said βohβ, "Say it again."
[System: ... Ancestor, I was wrong. γ
On the side, Mr. Wu saw him wandering around, and he felt that he was telling the system some shady, dark things.
The sneer made Chen Zhan recover: "What do you want to compare?"
Mr. Wu's lips moved. Before he had time to speak, Chen Zhan would close all the curtains and turn on the lights in the room: "How about stepping on the shadow war?"
After speaking for a long time, no answer was heard.
Mr. Wu raised his hand, clenched his fingers in mid-air and put them down, forcibly resisting the urge to slap him.
The two powers are the lesser of each other. First, a shadow fight is given. In comparison, checkers seems to be acceptable.
In fact, Chen Zhan only knows how to checkers and gobang. When Mr. Wu saw him move out of the hexagonal checkers board, his eyelids jumped.
"Come to fight." Chen Zhan removed the hot pot from the table and placed the chessboard.
Mr. Wu sat down and said naively.
Chen Zhan chose the color and said lightly: "If you can't win such a naive game, you will never try to beat me."
Hearing this, Mr. Wu moved his eyes and moved the first glass bead.
When Yin Ronglan came back, the round had just ended. Chen Zhan cleared the board: "You lost."
Compared with the previous fights, losing in this kind of puzzle game is even more unwilling.
Mr. Wu has an ugly face, and it is hard to believe that seven personalities cannot win a game of chess.
Yin Ronglan glanced, with a look of indifferent expression: "I can't beat him by playing checkers."
Chen Zhan: "I hope you can keep the promise."
Speaking indifferently, in fact, after Mr. Wu left, he let the youth follow him secretly to prevent people from escaping halfway.
Yin Ronglan washed his hands and set the induction cooker again, and put some vegetables in it: "What bet?"
Chen Zhan took another small dish: "If you lose, you have to surrender."
Yin Ronglan's eyes were dark, and even his voice was muffled and cold: "It's cheaper for him."
Itβs not a pity to die thousands of times just by relying on the harmful actions in the past.
Chen Zhan added some sesame sauce to the bowl, but he didn't see much indignation: "Mental pain is the most tormenting."
The conviction for arson was very serious, and Mr. Wu was taken into custody in the future. He brought checkers to visit the opponent on time every month.
Thinking of this, couldn't help but smile.
"Everything pays attention to the long flow of water," Chen Zhan said after snatching the lotus root from Yin Ronglan's hand: "It's also about revenge on a person."
"..."
"Hurry up," Chen Zhan urged him: "I have something to tell you later."
Yin Ronglan put down his chopsticks: "Say first."
Chen Zhan: "I'm worried that it will affect your appetite."
Yin Ronglan said calmly: "It's a loss of appetite if you keep things in your heart."
Chen Zhan thought for a while and said, "There is a corpse in the yard."
With a word, the meat, fish and shrimp rolled back and forth, and the red oil of the spicy hot pot was poured on it, which looked particularly attractive.
Yin Ronglan completely lost his appetite at this moment.
Chen Zhan sighed: "I told you earlier...Don't listen."
A temporary tent was set up in the yard, and the rain left along the edge like a flowing stream.
Yin Ronglan opened his eyes and said, "The bite wound."
Chen Zhan was startled slightly. In fact, at the first glance, he mistakenly believed that it was injured by a sharp weapon. At this moment, his statement indirectly corroborated what Mr. Wu said...this woman was indeed dead in the hands of law enforcement.
"You seem to know this..."
Long hair, blood and mud are mixed together, and most people can't tell it.
Yin Ronglan smiled slightly: "There was a micro film event when I was in college, and I learned a little about it during the filming process."
Chen Zhan took a deep look at him, but didn't fully believe in this statement.
The cold breeze made people tremble, Yin Ronglan entered the room and took a coat and put it on Chen Zhan, and then glanced at the tent again. Guessing that the cause of death was related to Mr. Wu, he just asked: "How are you going to deal with it?"
Chen Zhan didn't answer immediately. Mr. Wu dared to call the police. It would not be useless. Most of the weapons were made in advance and thrown nearby, making it easy to call the police.
On the other hand, he still wanted to see what the murder weapon that produced the bite effect could grow into.
In the end, the system can take the initiative to speak so that law enforcement officers can contact colleagues to collect corpses. Every year, stranded people die. They are experts in this area.
Chen Zhan felt that it was feasible, and only told Yin Ronglan to let the young man handle it, but the latter slightly nodded and had no particular reaction.
This is destined to be an extraordinary night. Some people collect their bodies, some surrender after failing the report, some... When the dark clouds cleared, Chen Zhan looked at the few stars through the window and muttered, "Soon, there will be a stable life."
This sigh always felt something wrong, Yin Ronglan's expression was complicated, and it seemed that Chen Zhan had never been hurt from beginning to end. After all, no matter good or evil, regardless of gender, the other party can be treated equally...all are sent to the bureau.
The author has something to say: Chen Zhan is the only sad non-mainstream existence in the circle of friends who lived in the last century:
When framed:
-Others hurt me and make me strong; I don't know how to cry, but you can't see when I cry.
To lose weight in order to walk the red carpet:
-Everyone will be involuntarily involuntarily, the brilliance in front of others hides unknown pain. The flowers outside the window are blooming, the fragile stems that have to withstand the wind and rain, is this my destiny?
Passerby A, B, C, Ding: To be honest, seeing his circle of friends every day is our only source of happiness.