Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

But the day before yesterday, his behavior on the phone completely overturned her understanding.

She almost thought that Yun Si had given him some medicine, so he--

Such and such.

She said: "Although I don't know the situation between you, but... I always have this intuition."

"Of course, this is just my conjecture, and you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

After all, he said the words "it doesn't matter" himself.

So thinking about it, he shouldn't be interested in Yun Si.

Yun Si was silent.

"I understand, thank you auntie."

She still hasn't told her what happened in those two days.

After hanging up the phone, she recalled in her mind the way Mr. Huo looked at her that morning.

like her?

impossible.

She laughed.

The results of the investigation into the apartment dismemberment case came out quickly again.

The deceased, Lu Wei, male, 48 years old, worked as the sales manager of Tianyang Group during his lifetime. He maliciously bullied a short boy in the class during high school, which caused the boy to become mentally abnormal and distorted. Thirty years later, Madman came to the house to take revenge.

The police quickly solved the case through camera surveillance.

It turned out that the murderer was mentally disturbed when he committed the crime. After the crime was completed, he was knocked down by a truck because he was in a daze while crossing the road, and died on the spot. It was considered a life for a life.

So, the case was solved, and there was no need to arrest the murderer because he was already dead.

This is another typical example of opening a case today and closing it tomorrow. The efficiency of the police station is simply astonishing.

The next day, Yun Si organized the closed case documents and put them in the information room.

At the same time, she glanced at the papers lying beside her.

The deceased was related to Tianyang Group again

She twitched the corners of her lips playfully, turned around and left.

night.

The lights were on in the apartment, the door to the open-air balcony was closed, and the curtains were drawn.

When the time displayed on the phone screen was nine o'clock in the evening, the moonlight outside was thick and the night was quiet.

There is a TV in the living room and snacks on the coffee table.

Yun Si crossed her legs, hugged the pillow, and watched TV quietly when the doorbell suddenly rang.

She looked over.

The doorbell rang again.

".?"

She listened to the doorbell, put on her slippers, and walked over.

Looking outside through the peephole, she was slightly startled when she saw the person coming, and then opened the door.

"Huo, Mr. Huo?"

The tall and ascetic Mr. Huo stood there, looking at her calmly, his eyebrows cold.

The sensor light was on outside the door, shrouding his body at this moment, which invisibly brought a stronger sense of oppression and approaching.

He took off his suit jacket and was only wearing a white shirt and black trousers. A cold breath hit his face, and there seemed to be a faint smell of alcohol.

"." Yun Si looked at him blankly, "It's this time, what can I do for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly fell down.

Like a huge mountain, it fell directly on Yun Si.

The little goblin hugged him subconsciously and was forced to stumble back.

"Mr. Huo?"

She hugged his waist and smelled the alcohol on his body.

Mixed with his cool breath, it smelled inexplicably good.

Mr. Huo fell on her body, resting his chin on her collarbone, and hugged her with his long arms.

His narrow eyes were half closed, like a beast that had lost its claws, and the whole person was soothed.

Yun Si: ".?"

Got sick again?