Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Zhong Jiamu ignored her, glanced at her coldly and asked her to shut up.

Xi Changchang snarled, rolled her eyes at him, silently returned to the living room, and picked up the fork next to her.

After a long time, Zhong Jiamu came in after watering the flowers, took off his long sleeves, and blew the air conditioner in an extremely exaggerated manner.

This picture is too beautiful to look at directly.

Xi Changchang was drinking water, but he spit out a mouthful of water and couldn't help laughing: "Are you sick?"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a pair of deep eyes and said seriously: "This dress is what I wore when I first bought this potted flower. The flower will recognize its owner. If I wear this dress every time I water it,

, the flower will always regard me as its master, which makes it easier to live.

Is there such a thing?

Xi Changchang raised a surprised face, frowned slightly and thought for a while. No wonder the plants she raised before usually withered in a few weeks, and none of them lasted long. Is it for this reason?

Xi Changchang suddenly understood and was full of admiration for Zhong Jiamu. Suddenly he asked very seriously: "Then what do you mean, if I water the flowers instead, the flowers will die?"

"That's right." Mu Dingding of the Zhong family looked at her for a long time, then tugged at the corners of his lips and said, "You also have to look at the flowers."

Xi Changchang: "......

What are you talking about? Even though I don’t look particularly stunning, even if I dress up and walk on the street, I will still be stopped by people handing out flyers. This proves that I am so beautiful that it makes people laugh.

.Besides, after all, she is good at copying poems in literature and climbing trees in martial arts. She is so talented, but he dares to beat around the bush and hurt others.

Xi Changchang's pupils trembled violently. Just when he was about to retort, he heard Zhong Jiamu's cell phone ringing. He was speechless and could only roll his eyes to hold back and watch him answer the phone.

After a while, Zhong Jiamu answered the phone and told Xi Changchang that he was going to work at the crime scene immediately - although this was not his job and he could not drive her home. He also said that there was breakfast on the table that he ordered.

Let her go and have breakfast quickly.

When Xi Changchang heard that he was going to the crime scene, he felt extremely excited.

She is a big fan of "Sherlock" and is very interested in criminal psychology. If she can visit a crime scene in person in her lifetime, her reasoning heart will be satisfied.

After struggling in his heart for a minute, Xi Changchang pulled Zhong Jiamu's sleeve, opened his eyes wide, and begged: "Can you take me..."

At this time, Zhong Jiamu, who was holding a water-based pen and leaving flowing official calligraphy on the white paper, turned his head and glanced at her sideways after confirming that the address above was correct: "No."

"You..." Xi Changchang felt as if he had been hit by a sap, his face turned white and green from the pain.

She originally wanted to discuss with him about taking her to the scene, but she was rejected before she even opened her mouth. She immediately asked aggrievedly: "Why?"

"The body is still at the scene, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Zhong Jiamu was silent, glanced at her, and said solemnly: "The crime scene is not something you can enter if you want. Even if I want to take you there, the office staff will not agree."

It makes sense to think about what he said, but from what I just eavesdropped on his phone, it is said that he is a specially hired expert. Since he is so powerful, it is not easy to bring someone in. It is obvious that he does not want to bring himself there. At least, let's get to know each other.

, this little help is not helpful, it is really an iceberg without any human touch.

Xi Changchang became a little angry, rolled his eyes, and said as if he was remembering something: "Forget it if you don't take me with you. The male god once told me that if I have anything to do, I will ask you for help. Since you don't help me, then I

Just call him and tell him."

Zhong Jiamu: "..."

Last night, the westerly wind withered the green trees all night, and the orange-red morning sun beat on the mountain ridge. In the mint-green breeze, Xi Changchang suddenly felt in a good mood. Because he successfully threatened Zhong Jiamu with the excuse of "telling the male god", he agreed to take him

He went to the crime scene himself, but warned her in advance not to cause trouble.

When we arrived at the crime scene, it was about ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was hanging above the weeping willows, and the rain and fog gradually dissipated.

Xi Changchang followed Zhong Jiamu out of the car. From a distance, he saw several criminal police officers walking towards him. However, when he saw the face of the leading office worker, Xi Changchang was still surprised. Because he was the one who was there that night.

The deputy captain of the criminal police whom he and Jiaming met at the police station.

Liu Tong came over, greeted Zhong Jiamu with a smile, and then focused his eyes on Xi Changchang's face. He was also slightly startled, looked at her in surprise, and asked Zhong Jiamu: "Who is she?"

"

Zhong Jiamu's face was extremely calm, and he said softly: "Little assistant."

Liu Tong was startled, and looked at Zhong Jiamu meaningfully, then looked at Xi Changchang, smiled with a clear look, and asked: "When did you recruit such a beautiful girl?"

Assistant, why didn’t I know?”

Zhong Jiamu's expression was stern, he glanced at Xi Changchang arrogantly and said, "Just now."

After saying that, he didn't care, calmly and calmly opened his long legs and walked towards the scene ahead.

Xi Changchang smiled, quickly stretched out his hand to Liu Tong and said, "Hello, my name is Xi Changchang."

"Hello," Liu Tong smiled and shook hands, "I'm Liu Tong."

Xi Changchang thought for a while and said, "Thank you for letting me and Lele go that night."

Liu Tong narrowed his eyes slightly: "No need to thank me, you didn't commit any crime at all." He paused, "But the world is such a small place, you actually know Zhong Jiamu."

"Coincidence, coincidence," Xi Changchang said with a smile, "Have you known him for a long time?"

"We are good brothers who grew up together," Liu Tong raised her beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked with a smile, "You shouldn't be his little assistant, right? I think you should be his little girlfriend, no.

I think this guy moves very fast."

Xi Changchang was startled and waved his hands awkwardly: "No, no, no, I'm not his girlfriend, nor his assistant, I'm his sister-in-law, and I asked him to take me to see him today."

"Really?" Liu Tong smiled implicitly, "Then you are a very brave little girl?"

Xi Changchang smiled and just nodded.

The two talked as they walked, and after a long time, they arrived at the crime scene surrounded by guardrails.

I saw Zhong Jiamu wearing a white coat, with a mask covering half of his face. Only thick black eyebrows could be seen, like canyons inlaid with deep eyes. The collar of the white coat was slightly wrinkled, revealing the

Wearing a white shirt of fine quality, the top button was buttoned carefully. Wearing gloves, he was inspecting the scene and carefully examining the deceased.

Xi Changchang originally thought that after watching so many heavy-hitting American dramas and movies, such as the forbidden movies "Mermaid in the Sewer", "Two Women in a Drink", "I Spit on Your Grave"... he should have become immune to all kinds of weird corpses.

She wasn't afraid, but she overestimated herself. After all, there was a huge difference between movies and reality.

The limbs and faces of the corpses at the scene have begun to rot, and corpse spots have appeared. One can smell the unpleasant corpse odor, which is disgusting.

Xi Changchang covered his mouth to hold back the feeling of vomiting, and quickly moved away from the scene. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and hid in Zhong Jiamu's car. Unexpectedly, he was so cowardly, Xi Changchang was already mentally prepared

Get ready and wait for Zhong Jiamu to ridicule her.

However, she didn't expect that after staying in the car for almost an hour before Zhong Jiamu came out, Xi Changchang felt so panicked that she had no choice but to get out of the car.

She was curious about the results of Zhong Jiamu's appraisal, so she walked towards the scene. Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived, she heard from a distance that Zhong Jiamu was surrounded by several criminal policemen led by Liu Tong. His expression was cold and his eyes were cold.

Like thin clouds in the sky, without focus.

Zhong Jiamu is reporting work seriously:

"The corpse is estimated to have been dead for about a week, and the abdomen was cross-cut. The specific test results need to wait for further analysis."

When everyone heard this, most of their faces turned pale.

Liu Tong frowned and said: "The death method of this female corpse is exactly the same as the previous one. It is very likely that the murderer is the same person."

Zhong Jiamu's eyes moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "There is a little difference."

Hearing this, Liu Tong was startled and asked quickly: "What's the difference?"

Zhong Jiamu thought for a moment and said: "There is a very small tattoo on the back of this corpse."

"Tattoos?!" Liu Tong asked with a bit of surprise, "Where are they?" After saying that, he hurried forward and looked carefully at the back of the female corpse. After a long while, he finally found a series of very small tattoos, which could not be noticed without looking carefully.

Liu Tong asked, "What does this mean?"

"Morse code," Zhong Jiamu's face, as finely carved as ice, remained expressionless.

Morse code?! Hearing this, Xi Changchang was really surprised. Zhong Jiamu actually knew Morse code! Isn't this a special function that only those agents in the past had? Zhong Jiamu is really a modern person.

A person, not someone from time travel? It’s so surprising. He is refreshing Xi Changchang’s knowledge every moment. It’s like a black hole, dangerous and mysterious. It makes people full of curiosity and can’t help but

near.

Like Xi Changchang, the office workers around him had eyes full of disbelief and surprise. One office worker couldn't help but ask: "Morse code? The murderer can actually know Morse code?!"

Liu Tong also asked: "Did the murderer want to convey some message by leaving this '1'?"

"Only he knows what message the murderer wants to convey," Zhong Jiamu took off his gloves and white coat, handed it to Liu Tong, and said lightly, "It is not my job to investigate the case. I can take a look.

This is a great honor to you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward with his long legs.

Liu Tong quickly stopped him: "Hey, don't leave. Although this is not your job, we are still brothers, but you don't want to help me analyze it?"

Zhong Jiamu replied without replying: "I'm just a lawyer, not a god. I can't help you."

Seeing him leaving, Xi Changchang also smiled at Liu Tong, made a goodbye gesture, and quickly followed him.

As soon as he got back to the car, Xi Changchang felt a rush of emotion in his heart. He looked at Zhong Jiamu with admiration and asked, "Do you know Morse code?"

Zhong Jiamu nodded to her while reversing the car.

Xi Changchang laughed twice and said, "You are so awesome. I want to learn such a cool skill. Can you teach me?"

"What are you studying for?" Zhong Jiamu glanced at her coldly.

Xi Changchang blinked and said seriously: "Let more people worship me."

Zhong Jiamu stared at her motionlessly, looking at her with his narrow eyes for a long time as if looking at a monster, then sneered and said, "If it's for this, I advise you not to study.

You can’t learn.”

"Why?"

Zhong Jiamu's gloomy but incomparably handsome face remained expressionless. He glanced at her coldly and said in a deep voice, "Because you are stupid."

"You..." Xi Changchang's face turned green and white, and the temples on his forehead jumped extremely happily. He asked him angrily,

"What if I learn it? Do you dare to bet with me!"

Zhong Jiamu, who was still very cold just now, had a smile on his lips: "What are you betting on?"

Xi Changchang thought for a long time and said: "If I learn it, you can do whatever I ask you to do. On the contrary, if I can't learn it, I can do whatever you ask me to do."

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows and gave her a rare chuckle: "It's a deal."

Seeing Zhong Jiamu agreeing to the bet so happily, Xi Changchang was a little timid for a moment, and suddenly regretted it. She was usually the type to ignore the rush when her blood surged, but now she calmed down and found that the situation was very unfavorable to her. Because,

She was a bad student, and she got a perfect 10 in math back then...

Although something like Morse code has nothing to do with mathematics, it relies on memorization. For a lazy person like her, it is really unrealistic to persist.

She sighed silently, and then sighed silently. It should be noted that Xi Changchang is a person who has a beginning and an end. He has to jump out of the hole he dug himself.

Although it felt like the trap was certain and the bet seemed certain to be lost, Xi Changchang could only pray that the posture of jumping would not be too ugly.

At nine o'clock in the morning, summer lotuses are floating on the water, the sun shines through the leafy trees, and a breeze blows, casting sparkling light spots on the lake.

On the way to work on Monday, Xi Changchang saw the office workers on the subway. Their eyes were full of exhaustion and they were yawning constantly. For some reason, she was also a little sleepy and felt hazy all morning. Finally, she managed to hold on until noon.

I was too lazy to eat. I just wanted to lie down on the table and take a nap, but as soon as I got off work, I was dragged to the restaurant by Zhao Yining.

Zhao Yining, who was sitting on a chair with a dinner plate and just stuffed a mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs into her mouth, smiled wildly at Xi Changchang and asked: "You haven't contacted me these days, don't you have something to say to me?"

Explain?"

"What's there to explain?" Xi Changchang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "But..."

"But what?" Zhao Yining asked in surprise, "And my male god..."

Xi Changchang leaned close to her ear and whispered everything that happened with Zhong Jiamu.

After hearing this, Zhao Yining was stunned and said in surprise: "What? You want to learn Morse code?"

Because the sound was too loud, all the colleagues around him turned around to look at Xi Changchang as if they had agreed.

Xi Changchang looked at the people around him awkwardly, quickly covered Zhao Yining's mouth with his hand, and said in a panic: "Keep your voice down."