Chapter 139: Digging a Pit

At one o'clock in the morning, in the kitchen of Jing Chu's house, he ordered a pot of noodles, and the two of them were going to have a supper before discussing the case.

His mobile phone was silently charging and complained by the way: "It's already out of power, and it's still locked me in a black box." โ€

In fact, Yang Mianmian is already a little sleepy now, holding her head and waiting to eat noodles, her head is a little like a chicken pecking rice.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep, don't be in a hurry for a while." Although Jing Chu has also survived for so long, she can still bear it better than her, and Yang Mianmian is eyelids are about to close.

"Eat and sleep." When the noodles were served, she was almost so sleepy that she buried her face in it, and then she fell asleep after taking a shower.

When Jing Chu closed the door and window and went back to the bedroom, he saw that she had already fallen asleep, and he didn't react at all when he touched her face, he kissed her on the forehead, took her into his arms, and fell asleep on the pillow.

The next day he woke up and the sun was shining, he opened his eyes and lay down for three minutes to rest, looked at the time, at eight o'clock in the morning, Yang Mianmian was sleeping soundly with his arm in his arms, one leg was on his stomach, Jing Chu wanted to take a shower and move her legs away, but she felt bad when she moved.

This girl forgot to take the fat time in the bath yesterday, and after washing it directly, she put on the nightdress and threw herself on the bed and fell asleep, not only did the skirt wear it backwards inside and out, but the fat time didn't wear it at all, and she didn't feel cold.

โ†‘ It's his sane thoughts, and the body's choice is one step faster than the brain.

Early in the morning, the friends were too lazy to talk, and they didn't want to wake up the sleeping Yang Mianmian, she didn't react when she was tossed, and even arched into his arms, he did his, she slept hers.

After the event, Jing Chu washed her and carried her back to the bed, she was born as if she had just been born as a lamb, looking particularly harmless and pure. This thought made him laugh, and he was about to dress her, but her mobile phone rang, he was worried about waking her up, and when he picked it up, it was a boy's voice: "Yang Mianmian, are you getting better?" โ€

Jing Chu knew what excuse Yang Mianmian was making when he heard it, and he said, "She hasn't gotten well yet, so she will take another day off." โ€

Qiu Xiang was stunned by this male voice, and it took a long time for him to let out a sigh and quickly hung up the phone.

Jing Chu covered Yang Mianmian with the quilt, took the photo to the study and called Bai Ping, and asked him to check Zhou Dazhi's life and whether there was a person named Shi Xuebing, it was too late yesterday, and he didn't have time to ask a lot of things clearly, but he is not in a hurry now, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution, Yang Mianmian is developing, what if he can't sleep enough will have an impact on the future?

So Yang Mianmian slept comfortably, and when she woke up, she didn't want to get up, she felt soft, so she simply touched her phone and sent WeChat to call him back, and Jing Chu came in and saw her reaching out for him to hug him.

"You." He kissed the tip of her nose, "Hungry or not, get up for lunch." โ€

Yang Mianmian leaned on the crook of his arm and refused to get up: "No~~"

Friends: "I'm starting to be coquettish again, shamelessโ•ญ(โ•ฏ^โ•ฐ)โ•ฎ"

"What's the use of not being coquettish with your boyfriend!" Yang Mianmian rolled her eyes and continued to hook his neck, Jing Chu let her arch back and forth, just holding her to prevent her from falling, the tentacles were her snow-white and delicate thighs, an eighteen-year-old young beautiful girl, every inch of her skin was as delicate as petals, it was simply lovely.

The friends who are used to watching these dramas are not as excited as before, one is more rational and calm than the other, only the pants lightly reminded: "Don't get me dirty, I still have to get off work when it's time to get off work." โ€

Yang Mianmian tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder and said, "Your pants say it's going to get off work." โ€

Jing Chu was more calm: "I can't hear it anyway." โ€

Yang Mianmian thought that when he knew that no matter what he did, he would be watched by his friends, he would definitely feel uncomfortable, and he felt that he had been violated**, who knew that Jing Chu didn't care: "I can't hear it, what is there to worry about, not to mention that I don't have anything to hide from people, don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." โ€

Yang Mianmian thought about it, yes, it is human beings and not objects that have a shameful view, they are like Adam and Eve who have never eaten an apple, and their thoughts are completely different from human beings.

"Stay with me for a while, and then we'll get up and talk about the case, okay?" Yang Mianmian didn't want to get up.

Jing Chu had no opinion: "Okay." He lay on the bed with her, the curtains were opened, and the room was full of bright sunshine, and she pillowed his arm for a moment, and suddenly said, "I like you so much." โ€

The sudden confession made Jing Chu laugh, and he lowered his head to kiss her cheek: "I like you too." โ€

Happiness may be difficult to define, but happiness is also easy to define, in such a sunny autumn morning, lying with the person you like, even if you don't do anything, even if you don't say anything, but you already feel that your heart is filled with sweetness and warmth, and the full sense of happiness will overflow anytime and anywhere.

Even the noon meal is you and me, feeding each other and eating, chopsticks helplessly spread their hands: "Actually, I don't understand how interesting this kind of exchange of saliva is, I think it's boringโ•ฎ(โ•ฏโ–ฝโ•ฐ)โ•ญ"

How do you understand? Yang Mianmian thought that when she was with her lover, she felt happy to do no matter how childish she was, she didn't feel numb at all, she didn't feel hypocritical at all, she was all sincere.

She still remembers once working in a dessert shop, a young couple sat by the window, the boy fed a spoonful of cake to her mouth, the girl held her cheeks with both hands, smiled and opened her mouth to let him feed, at that time she felt that the meat was numb and goosebumps were about to rise, but only when she fell in love did she know that this was the most direct and urgent desire in her heart, so excited, unstoppable.

This is something that friends will never understand, human love.

When the greasy is over, it's time to get down to business, Bai Ping's work efficiency is not low, and he quickly dug out all the information about Zhou Dazhi.

Zhou Dazhi was born in an ordinary working family, his parents are migrant workers from other places to Nancheng, Zhou Dazhi first followed his grandmother in his hometown, and later his grandmother died, his parents took him to Nancheng, studied and worked in Nancheng, his parents died in a car accident, leaving him not much money, it can be said that all the experiences are lackluster, when Zhou Dazhi was first caught, Jing Chu asked people to investigate his information, but found nothing.

But if you add Shi Xuebing, it's different, Bai Ping found out that one of Zhou Dazhi's junior high school classmates was named Shi Xuebing, and he unfortunately died in a fire during a field outreach.

Further down, Shi Xuebing once studied at the People's Primary School in Zeshan County.

If so, then you can finally find a trace of Zhou Dazhi's relationship with Zeshan County.

When Jing Chu was looking at the information sent by Bai Ping, Yang Mianmian was talking to the photo, the photo is a very magical item, it was born to commemorate, but it needs to be rinsed before it can be considered fully born, so there is only a very vague impression of the people and things he photographed, but he can't say the specific reason.

It's as if it's a memory of a past life.

"I don't remember where I took it, and I don't remember who they were, but I know that he doesn't look the same as the person in this photo, he took me to see a person, called him Dazhi, and he said that he took his place and would live well for him." The photo isn't smart, so it doesn't know what the hell is going on, it just thinks it's weird, indescribably weird.

Yang Mianmian relayed its words, Jing Chu immediately brought up the previous photos of Zhou Dazhi and Shi Xuebing, Zhou Dazhi is a particularly good-looking child, which surprised them, Zhou Dazhi, who was born in poverty, looks clear-eyed, and can see what he will look like in the future when he wears a school uniform, he must be a handsome little guy, while Shi Xuebing looks thin and small, with mediocre facial features, and even a little ugly.

The two of them obviously don't look like Zhou Dazhi now.

"What does it mean to die in a fire?" Yang Mianmian asked.

Jing Chu said: "It was a field development activity in their class at that time, and the hotel where they stayed accidentally caught fire at night, although the students escaped, but Shi Xuebing seemed to have failed to escape because he inhaled too much smoke, and although Zhou Dazhi ran out at that time, his face was burned, and there were a lot of burns on his body, and the others were slightly injured." โ€

Yang Mianmian casually told the truth: "So, in fact, the person who died was Zhou Dazhi, and the one who survived was Shi Xuebing?" What is he trying to do? โ€

"I don't know." Although this kind of stand-in trick is not common, it is not unprecedented, Jing Chu frowned, "I just don't know if the accident was an accident or Shi Xuebing did it on purpose, just to replace it, if so, the first life in his hand is not Li Han, but Zhou Dazhi himself." โ€

Yang Mianmian waved his hand vigorously: "It's not important, there's not much time, I'll go see Zhou Dazhi, how about you go to check Shi Xuebing?" โ€

Jing Chu obviously wouldn't agree so easily.

"There's nothing to worry about, it's more reassuring to see him, his time is running out."

Jing Chu looked at her for a while, and slowly asked, "I don't agree, will you go?" โ€

"Yes." She admitted it in one mouth, and did not hide it.

Jing Chu: "Then what are you asking me for?" โ€

"I just mean to ask you, who made you my boyfriend." She kissed him on the face, "Just if you agree, okay, I'll go in the afternoon." โ€

Jing Chu: "Okay, I can't stop you anyway." After knowing Yang Mianmian's ability, although he didn't think it was a universal golden finger, it was always one more insurance measure than ordinary people, which could make him feel at ease.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Dazhi saw Yang Mianmian again, and she got straight to the point: "What should I call you, Zhou Dazhi or Shi Xuebing?" โ€

But Zhou Dazhi didn't show an expression of surprise, and even frowned: "You're late." โ€

"I'm going to eat and sleep, who do you think you are?" Yang Mianmian was quite angry.

Zhou Dazhi was very calm: "Someone is one step ahead of you." โ€

Yang Mianmian raised one eyebrow high: "So? โ€

"You can't be so careless anymore, otherwise you'll ......," Zhou Dazhi said lightly, "you will die." โ€

Yang Mianmian looked at him coldly: "What do you mean?" โ€

"People can't choose their own birth, and many encounters are not something we can avoid if we want to." Zhou Dazhi's expression was very light, not happy or sad, "You are angry, angry, but you have no choice, just like me and you at that time, I have never had a choice, once you embark on this road, you can't turn back, good luck." โ€

Yang Mianmian pursed her lips tightly: "Don't forget, I can choose to turn a blind eye, I'm not a policeman, what does it have to do with me whether the murderer is at large or not?" If I don't do it, what can you do with me? โ€

"You had time to do this before, but now it's impossible." Zhou Dazhi smiled at her, "He already knows that I chose you, and in this competition, either you die or he dies." โ€

Yang Mianmian finally showed a look of surprise: "What do you mean, what kind of competition?" โ€

"You only have two choices, you lose and die, or you catch him and live, and you still get the murderer." Zhou Dazhi stood up with a relaxed attitude, "Okay, the time is almost up, and I want to spend the next few days quietly alone." โ€

Yang Mianmian was stunned: "Wait, you make it clear!" โ€

But Zhou Dazhi had already left without looking back.

Yang Xiaoyang pushed his glasses, rare and serious: "I feel like I've fallen into a pit." โ€

"You're not alone...... Yang Mianmian now realizes that she was cheated by Zhou Dazhi, "This bastard!" โ€

"We're all one!" Yang Xiaoyang emphasized this point, "Listening to what he meant, it seems that someone is trying to kill us." โ€

Yang Mianmian pondered: "He said the competition. โ€

"I don't know what's going on, but there's always a chilling feeling."

The author has something to say: I directly saved the address of the background, no longer read the comments under the article, put the manuscript box, and went to play the game after writing, for a period of time, I won't reply under the comments, at least not to look at it until the end >of this case