Reborn as a top-notch little wife

The car drove all the way from here to the performance place, with the faint fragrance of black locust floating in the air. Xi Changchang was sitting in the passenger seat and looking at his mobile phone when he heard Zhong Jiamu, who was driving beside him, asking: "Have you eaten?

Do you want to go get something to eat first?"

Xi Changchang looked at the time on his phone. It was almost two o'clock and the performance was about to start. He was in a hurry when he went out at noon and did not have time to eat. If he went to eat now, it would be too late, so he said: "No, I

Had something to eat at home."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her with cold eyes, as if he saw that the other party had not eaten, and said calmly: "There is an ice cake that a friend brought back from abroad in the back seat. Please help me get it."

Xi Changchang's eyes lit up when he heard about food. Following Zhong Jiamu's instructions, he took out a delicately wrapped paper bag from the back seat and opened it to see that there were countless small packages of ice cakes. He was already a little hungry.

Xi Changchang, when he saw such an attractive cake, his mouth watered instantly.

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes, glanced at her coolly, and said, "I don't like sweet food. If you like it, just eat it, otherwise throw it away."

Xi Changchang was startled: "No, I like it! It looks so delicious, it would be a pity to throw it away."

"Then you solve it." Zhong Jiamu had a smile on his lips.

"Don't worry," Xi Changchang narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile, "I'm the best at taking care of food."

After speaking, she quickly opened a cake, stuffed it into her mouth and ate it as if no one was watching.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a cold and deep look, and asked with a half-smile: "I heard from my dad that you have been here for several years, are you used to it?"

While eating the cake, Xi Changchang said: "I wasn't used to it when I first came here. I remember when I came to college, I couldn't get used to it. Everything was sweet. I also encountered military training, and as a result, I became thin and thin.

Black, as ugly as a local dog."

Zhong Jiamu tilted his lips: "What's so ugly about a native dog? It's so cute."

"Then you mean to indirectly compliment me on my cuteness?" Xi Changchang has always had a carefree personality and is a typical chatterbox. No matter how cold and aloof the other person is, she can always chat. Even when she is facing someone she likes, it is no exception, so with

After people get along with each other for a long time, they will figure out a set of rules for quickly becoming familiar with each other.

However, she overestimated herself, because Zhong Jiamu is not an ordinary person and does not play according to common sense. Therefore, her tactics will not work at all with the other party.

Zhong Jiamu's eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, and he replied to her with two words expressionlessly: "It's okay."

The air suddenly became silent. Xi Changchang bit her lip and laughed twice, trying to find a hole to crawl into. So she silently sat on the passenger seat and drew circles, closed her mouth and stopped talking.

After a long time, I finally arrived at the performance venue where I had been queuing for a long time to check in my tickets. I was informed that the performance was cancelled.

Xi Changchang resisted the urge to swear and prepared to argue with the ticket inspector, but the organizer of the band gave an official explanation, saying that the weather was too cold and a full refund would be given to everyone.

Everyone at the scene was wailing, and even some dissatisfied spectators almost started to fight. After all, the weather was so cold, and everyone came all the way to see their favorite band. Xi Changchang sighed, but he didn't expect it.

So bad.

The crowd was bustling, and Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu beside him. Although his face was expressionless, he could feel that there was a chill around him, and he looked extremely disappointed.

Xi Changchang comforted him and said: "This band often comes here to perform, and there are many opportunities. Let's see it again in the future, right?"

Zhong Jiamu stared at her for a while and said in surprise: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Xi Changchang replied firmly. When Zhong Jiamu nodded and seemed to believe it, she wanted to laugh. In fact, she made it up to comfort him. She didn't know this band at all.

It's still early now, and since there can't be a show, Xi Changchang wants to take Zhong Jiamu to another place, but she can't think of any fun places for the time being.

Later, she saw the staff put up a promotional sign, so she ran up to ask. The staff told her that although the performance was cancelled, there was still an interesting event coming, which was a large-scale abandoned cinema with a horror theme imported from abroad.

Xi Changchang looked at the promotional sign carefully and thought it should be a haunted house, so he turned to Zhong Jiamu and asked: "How about we play this?"

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a while, looked at her with cold eyes and suspicion, and said solemnly: "Are you sure you are not afraid?"

"Are you kidding me?" Xi Changchang rolled up her sleeves and looked very impressive, "I'm very brave, okay?" In fact, she is the kind of person who is more afraid and wants to play. Sometimes she looks firm, but in fact

I was very timid inside. As soon as I entered, Xi Changchang regretted it.

As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die, and it was vividly demonstrated in her.

Xi Changchang could only blame this haunted house for being too realistic. What scared her was not the fake corpses on the ground, but the terrifying and gloomy atmosphere.

Moreover, the air-conditioning was turned on so much that Xi Changchang was frightened to death and almost froze to death at the same time.

However, she turned her head and looked at Zhong Jiamu beside her. Not only was she very cold and expressionless, but she didn't say anything at all. She even made remarks with a cold expression throughout the whole process.

When he first entered, there was a skeleton at the door. Zhong Jiamu glanced at the skeleton with his cold, snow-covered eyes, and said with disgust: "The skeletons are spelled wrong. It's not professional at all. This skeleton is neither male nor female."

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Xi Changchang: "..."

In short, during the whole process, Xi Changchang's painting style was full of panic, while Zhong Jiamu's style was all kinds of complaining.

There were many people in the haunted house. Zhong Jiamu walked at the front, and Xi Changchang hid behind him. He only listened to him chattering endlessly explaining various corpse props to himself along the way. In the huge, dark and scary haunted house, only the Zhong family

Mu put on a calm face and let out an academically disdainful laugh.

"Look at this corpse. It has been dead for so long and its muscles and joints have become stiff. How could it possibly complete the scary action of walking?"

"Look at this wound. It was obviously caused by a sharp instrument. How could there be bruises?"

Everyone was scared to death and kept saying "Ah" in the haunted house. Only Zhong Jiamu smiled expressionlessly next to him. Maybe he also talked to the ghost about China's great national spirit implementation guidance.

Obviously his sarcasm with a sense of superiority was not very flattering, but Xi Changchang actually felt that he was right, doge-faced.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when we left the haunted house. After staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time, a gust of wind came and was so cold that Xi Changchang shivered several times.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a pair of deep eyes and asked, "Are you cold?"

Xi Changchang sneezed and shook his head: "No, it's just that the air-conditioning has been blowing for too long. It's even colder when it comes out. I'm a little uncomfortable."

Zhong Jiamu said calmly: "Then let's go indoors. Are you hungry? Let's go eat?"

Xi Changchang said "hmm" and followed him into the car, then heard his cell phone ringing.

After a long time, Zhong Jiamu finished answering the phone. He paused for a moment without showing any emotion in his eyes, and said to Xi Changchang: "I can't treat you to dinner today. A relatively urgent case suddenly came to the office. I need to make some changes."

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"Ah? It's okay, it's okay. If you have something to do, please leave first." Although she said it was okay verbally, Xi Changchang still felt a clear sigh in her heart. So she reluctantly started to unbuckle her seat belt, but she ended up dead.

I can't untie it. Well, it's not that she is stupid, it's that the seat belt structure of Zhong Jiamu's car is different.

Originally, Xi Changchang didn't want to fasten her seat belt when she got in the car. She had never had this habit of riding in a car and found it very troublesome. However, Zhong Jiamu ordered her to fasten it with a cold face.

Very good, she can't untie it now.

So when she lowered her head and fiddled with the buttons, a cold fragrance suddenly hit her nose, like mist in the forest.

Xi Changchang raised her head in surprise and saw Zhong Jiamu coming over, approaching her and helping her unbuckle her seat belt.

His heart suddenly felt hot, as if he was being gently blown by the breeze in the summer evening. Somehow, Xi Changchang felt that his darkened heart was beating like a drum at this moment, as if in an instant,

There was a huge tsunami in my heart. My whole body felt dizzy and my face felt a little hot.

At such a close distance, Xi Changchang opened his eyes wide and stared at the person in front of him without moving. Under his thick eyebrows, he had a pair of cold moon-covered eyes with ridiculously long eyelashes. His clean and neat facial features were particularly sharp and angular.

.Well, no matter how you look at it, this face is impeccably beautiful.

"Okay." After a while, Zhong Jiamu let her go, raised his eyes, and saw that her face was incredibly red, and the corners of her mouth suddenly raised.

Xi Changchang didn't expect that his face would turn red like this. He felt a little embarrassed and coughed a few times: "Then... then I'm leaving."

"Wait." At this time, Zhong Jiamu seemed to be very interested in her reaction, and suddenly pressed towards her, locked Xi Changchang in the passenger seat, and looked straight into her eyes.

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment, and his heart twitched even more violently. His face turned red all the way to his ears. He was confused for a while, and then asked hesitantly: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a half-smile, handed a mobile phone to her eyes, raised it, and raised her thin lips: "You forgot to take your mobile phone."

"Oh, thank you." Xi Changchang quickly took the phone and raised his eyelids, only to find that Zhong Jiamu still had that evil smile on his lips. He was slightly startled and asked with some confusion, "What are you smiling at?"

Zhong Jiamu's eyes and brows were all smiling, and he glanced at her with interest: "What do you think I'm laughing at?"

Xi Changchang was speechless, and the veins on her forehead twitched. She immediately realized that the other party was teasing her on purpose. Her face turned red from the heat. She quickly opened the car door, jumped out of the car, glared at him and said, "Goodbye!"

At this time, Zhong Jiamu immediately returned to his cold and serious expression with a bad smile on his face, said "Go back," and drove away.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there was sudden lightning and thunder in the sky, and a heavy rain began. The strong wind carried the raindrops, like a river bursting its banks, and the rain poured down from the sky, turning the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white in an instant.

Even though people on the street were holding umbrellas, they were all wet from the rain. There were even people without umbrellas who were running in panic in the heavy rain.

Liu Tong, deputy captain of the criminal police, looked at the crowds rushing on the street and drove the police car carefully.

Xiao Lin, the co-pilot's colleague, suddenly sighed and said, "It's raining so heavily, so it would be better if nothing happens again."

The violent storm suddenly hit the windshield like countless whips. Liu Tong stretched out his right hand, wiped the layer of moisture on the car window, and said with a smile: "What are you so worried about?"

Xiao Lin said seriously: "Lieutenant, the crime rate has been soaring in this weather. Those perverts like to go out and harm people in such lightning and thunder days, and they are not afraid of being struck to death by lightning."

As the conversation continued, Liu Tong's cell phone rang. Xiao Lin, who was standing by, saw his face changed greatly after he answered the phone, and suddenly asked in confusion: "What's wrong, deputy team member?"

Liu Tong was silent for a while, then glanced sideways at Xiao Lin and said, "Your crow's mouth is right, another murder has occurred."

"Holy crap, no!" Xiao Lin was struck by lightning, "Where are you again this time?"

Liu Tong said: "In a university, the deceased was a female student. She died in exactly the same way as the previous female teacher who was first raped and then killed, and then her body was thrown into the river."

"This..." Xiao Lin said hesitantly, "It seems that the murderer is the same person?"

"Yes, we must catch the murderer as soon as possible, otherwise, more people will die unexpectedly." Liu Tong said with a livid face.

Xiao Lin frowned and asked: "But now this case is at a deadlock and there is no progress at all. The murderer is too smart and has left no evidence. When can we catch him?"

Hearing this, Liu Tong thought for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "It seems that I'm going to ask Zhong Jiamu to come forward."

"Zhong Jiamu?" Xiao Lin asked puzzledly, "Is it that lawyer Zhong Jiamu, the expert specially hired by the director?"

Liu Tong smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's him."

"Is it really him?" Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly shone brightly, suppressing his ecstatic heart, "I heard that he is a great master before I was transferred to the bureau. As long as he is here, there is no case that cannot be solved.

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"That's right," Liu Tong said with a smile, "he is the great god."

It was already eleven o'clock at night, but the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping. It was the time of the change of seasons, and it was getting heavier and heavier. Xi Changchang looked at the dazzling lightning, rolling like a giant snake among the dark clouds, and a violent storm...

Thunder mixed with heavy rain suddenly exploded in front of the window, startling her.

Zhong Jiamu looked tired when he came back in the evening. Out of curiosity, Xi Changchang asked, and Zhong Jiamu simply described the general situation.

It seems that one of his office worker friends asked him to investigate a case. Because the case was relatively complicated, and Zhong Jiamu had taken reasoning courses, etc., so when the case made no progress, his friend suddenly chose to go find Zhong.

Jiamu. But Zhong Jiamu doesn’t seem to buy it very much.

"What case?" Xi Changchang asked, stretching his neck.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her and then finished explaining the entire case.

"It's so scary," Xi Changchang's face turned pale, "I hope the office staff can catch the murderer as soon as possible."

"This may be a bit difficult," Zhong Jiamu said in a cold voice, "From various details of the crime, it can be seen that this murderer is not an ordinary person, or even a murderer with a high IQ. The office staff may take a long time."

Xi Changchang was stunned for a while and said, "What if the office staff can't catch the criminal? This girl's parents are so pitiful." After a pause, she added, "Why is your IQ so high?

Won’t you assist the office staff in solving the case?”

Zhong Jiamu's voice sounded extremely dull: "It is not my job responsibility to solve crimes. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I had to assist the office staff to investigate every murder case just because I have a high IQ?"

"What's so ridiculous? Helping office workers is called eliminating harm for the people." Xi Changchang said in confusion.

"Removing harm for the people?" Zhong Jiamu smiled coldly on the phone and answered very naturally, "I'm sorry, I'm not as warm-hearted as you, nor as great as you. My time will not be wasted doing these things."

Such a calm, rational and cruel Zhong Jiamu made Xi Changchang unable to speak for a long time. She pressed the blue veins on her forehead and was speechless for a moment. Then she heard him say again: "But, I have a

My friend who works in the office is the deputy captain of the criminal police. He often bothers me with cases, and I often help him solve cases."

"Then you still say that doing this is a waste of time?" Xi Changchang smiled slightly and found that although Zhong Jiamu looked cold on the surface, he was very gentle at heart, but he was just a arrogant person with a tough mouth.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then his voice suddenly sank, and he changed the topic: "Thank you today."

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "If you want to thank me, can you treat me to a meal?"

Zhong Jiamu paused for a few seconds and said, "Of course. What do you like to eat?"

"Anything is possible." Xi Changchang replied with a smile, paused, thought of something, and asked tentatively, "You are so handsome, there must be a lot of girls inviting you to dinner, right?"

"Well, that's true." Zhong Jiamu Bing's cool and magnetic voice made Xi Changchang's heart tremble. She could imagine that his face looked like that, and it would definitely provoke countless girls to pounce on him.

Therefore, it can also be described that when he said this sentence, he raised his eyebrows, moved his thin lips slightly, and had a condescending and cold expression.

There was a question that had been in his mind for a long time but had never been asked. At this moment, Xi Changchang couldn't hold it back and asked: "Since so many girls like you, why aren't you in love?"

The moon lies in the shadow of osmanthus at night.

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a long time, and his deep voice rang in her ears: "Because there is no one I like."

After not seeing Zhong Jiamu for a long time, Xi Changchang went to look for him.

In such a cold weather, Xi Changchang saw Zhong Jiamu wearing a summer shirt and watering the flowers on the window sill. He couldn't help complaining: "Are you possessed by evil spirits? Aren't you hot with so many clothes in the summer?"

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 also 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 you mean, if I water the flowers, 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 am not particularly stunning in appearance, I will still be stopped by people handing out flyers when I dress up and walk on the street. 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 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 with no human touch at all.

Xi Changchang was 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 slightly startled, looked at her in surprise, and asked Zhong Jiamu: "Who is she?"

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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 while walking, 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 thought that after watching so many heavy-hitting American dramas and movies for so many years, such as the top ten blockbusters "Mermaid in the Sewer", "Two Women in a Cup", "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 who came from time travel? It’s so surprising. He is refreshing Xi Changchang’s knowledge every moment. It’s like a black hole, which is both 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 calmly, "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 for a long time with his narrow eyes, as if he were 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 handsome face remained expressionless. He glanced at her coldly and said in a deep voice, "Because you are stupid."

"You..." Xi Changchang asked him angrily, with his face turning green and white, and the temples on his forehead jumping extremely happily,

"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."

"Okay!" Zhao Yining smiled extremely cheerfully, "I didn't expect that a mentally retarded young boy could be so stubborn at heart, hahaha!

Xi Changchang was speechless and rolled his eyes at her: "What kind of retard is this? I am forced to be helpless. After all, this is my first time to take the initiative to learn, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yining, who was drinking soup, spat out all the soup in his mouth.

Xi Changchang smiled and said seriously: "What I said is true."

In the afternoon, work suddenly became busy. Xi Changchang was so busy that he didn't even drink a sip of water, so he could only complain silently that this was an evil Monday.

However, I didn’t expect that the next week would be dizzyingly busy. Because the company decided to shoot an advertisement, after several departments held a meeting, the director assigned Xi Changchang to be responsible for writing the script. So, various modifications followed.

…

I was busy like this until Thursday when the script was finalized and it was finally over.

As soon as she relaxed, Xi Changchang started fishing in her spare time at work. When she was checking Moments, she saw a Japanese food restaurant posted by a friend, which looked very popular. She was very hungry at the time, so she retweeted it and said, "I really want to eat it."

Half an hour later, he opened it again and found several comments. Xi Changchang opened it casually, and was surprised to find that Zhong Jiamu's profile picture was among them.

She stared in her heart, and she suddenly became energetic. With her eyes wide open, she saw Zhong Jiamu asking for the address of this Japanese food shop: "Where is it?"

Xi Changchang stroked his forehead and thought for a while, then laughed a few times and replied with a few words with his fingers: "What are you doing? Do you want to invite me?"

As a result, when Xi Changchang was about to get off work, his cell phone rang. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a message from Zhong Jiamu.

He asked: "What are you doing later?" He also sent a built-in emoticon from the WeChat system, which was the third one in the WeChat system, and his dancing movements were extremely funny.

Xi Changchang found it funny inexplicably. How could anyone post such an expression nowadays? Didn’t he even have an emoticon? It turned out later that Zhong Jiamu really didn’t have an emoticon. Later, all the emoticons saved in his phone were

It was sent to him by Xi Changchang.

At that time, middle-aged and elderly emoticons were particularly popular, so Xi Changchang sent the "Hello, friend, friend eating fruit" emoticon to Zhong Jiamu, and then said: "I don't know what to do."

For a long time, Zhong Jiamu actually complained about her using the expressions of middle-aged and elderly people who are following the trend. Through the mobile phone screen, Xi Changchang could feel that Zhong Jiamu looked coldly contemptuous of herself, and couldn't help but laugh.

She pondered for a while and asked, "What about you, what are you going to do later?"

After almost a minute, Zhong Jiamu replied: "I made an appointment with a good brother to have dinner together. Do you want to come along?"

Nonsense, of course she wanted to go together. But since he was having dinner with friends, wouldn't it be bad for her to go with him? Xi Changchang weighed it in his mind and was about to refuse, but Zhong Jiamu didn't wait for her to reply whether he wanted to go or not.

, just said he would wait in the car for her to get off work.

Then he sent her the address of the restaurant where he would eat.

Xi Changchang took a closer look and saw that this restaurant turned out to be the same Japanese restaurant that she forwarded on her WeChat Moments yesterday that she wanted to eat. It was a terrible coincidence.

The twilight is approaching, and the night is getting darker, as if the greenery is slowly spreading around the moss courtyard, and there are wisps of twilight everywhere.

It was already time to get off work. Due to the weekend, all the colleagues in the company had left, and the huge space seemed unusually quiet.

Originally, Xi Changchang had already packed her things and went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. She was waiting for 6:15 and rushed to Zhong Jiamu's car.

Unexpectedly, at 5:59, the male colleague who confessed his love to her last time with Lily came over to her and told her to wait for a while before getting off work. There was something in the script that needed to be revised, and they had to open a script together.

meeting.