Zuo Jian frowned and pondered, the cigarette butt in his hand burned a long cigarette ash, and he didn't notice it.

"Strange, why do I feel a trace of murder from this man's body?" Zuo Jian groaned.

A person walked out of the gate of the hospital, passed by Zuo Jian's side, glanced at him, and stopped, "Hey buddy, why did you come here to smoke?" Did your wife kick you out? ”

Zuo Jian came back to his senses and saw that the person who greeted him was the doctor who was lectured by him just now, his heart moved, and he suddenly figured out one thing This is a hospital, and the reason why there is a trace of murder in that man's body may be because he is a chief surgeon and is in a hurry to operate.

You know, this is not an Afghan battlefield where there are hidden killers, nor is it the residence of an important person, how can there be a killer?

Thinking of this, Zuo Jian secretly laughed at himself, a little mentally allergic.

"What are you kidding? Just by her, dare to kick me out? Zuo Jian didn't blink his eyes, and said: "I smelled the pungent smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, so I came outside to let the wind out, doctor, where are you going?" ”

"Me?" The doctor smiled, "I'm off work." ”

"Oh, so I'm going home." Zuo Jian smiled, and didn't forget to remind: "Dude, don't forget the method I taught you, women, you can't be petted, the more you spoil, the more you spoil, the more you will be finished!" You have to educate them properly and make them have a correct attitude! ”

"Hey, buddy, you're not just talking and not practicing, are you?" The doctor didn't believe it at all, he shook his head, "I don't believe you really dare to beat your wife." ”

"Okay, whatever you want. I can't show you it on the spot right now. If you think I'm bragging, I don't bother to explain anything. ”

Zuo Jian put on an attitude of believing it or not, and said indifferently: "If this man is afraid of his wife, he is destined to not have much interest." He shook his head, looking sorry, and muttered to himself: "Men don't smoke, they walk like eunuchs, and there is really a certain road!" ”

The doctor was a little embarrassed by what he said, and hurriedly said don't go.

When he returned home, he pushed open the door, and suddenly the sound of the TV came to his ears, he couldn't help frowning, glanced into the living room, and saw his chubby wife, holding a bag of potato chips, watching a soap opera intently, as the plot changed, her expression was sometimes nervous and sometimes laughing, completely indulged in it.

"I'm back!"

The doctor sighed, changed into slippers, and dragged his tired body into the living room. It's just that his wife's attention is all on the TV now, and she didn't hear what he was saying at all, and she didn't even notice that he had gone home.

"Wife, I'm back!" The doctor had to raise his voice.

"Oh, I'm back." His wife woke up like from a dream, turned her head, glanced at him unhappily, and snorted, "Come back when you come back, why are you shouting so loudly?" Don't see me watching TV? ”

In an instant, a surge of anger surged in the doctor's heart, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked in an unkind tone: "Have you cooked?" ”

"Cooking? What to cook? His wife's gaze, as if she had discovered a new world, looked at him curiously, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" Aren't you cooking every day? ”

"I'm very tired today and don't want to cook, you can cook for me right now!" The doctor stared at her fiercely.

"I think you're really taking the wrong medicine!" His wife didn't bother to look at him, turned around, stared at the TV and said impatiently: "Go and go, if you want to eat, do it yourself, don't disturb me watching TV here!" ”

The anger in the doctor's heart broke out in an instant, and he remembered what Zuo Jian said to him, "Once your wife is angry with you, you must not show mercy, beat hard, and beat to death, so that she can be afraid of you, if you don't dare to beat her, maybe one day she will turn around and beat you!" ”

"Watching TV? I think you're looking for a fight! He shouted violently, took the TV remote control on the table, and smashed it his wife's body, and immediately, he used all his strength to slap the fleshy face, making a crisp and loud sound!

His wife was obviously stunned by this sudden slap, covered her face, and looked at the doctor in disbelief.

"What do you see? Get up and go to the kitchen to cook! The doctor pointed to her nose and scolded angrily: "If you stare at me with your eyes again, believe it or not, I will suck you to death with a big mouth!" ”

"You, how dare you hit me?" The chubby wife, when she came back to her senses, exploded in an instant, like a madman, pounced, "Mother, I fought with you ......"

There was a crackling sound in the living room.

Zuo Jian didn't know that it was precisely because of his whim that a family broke out into a war for this.

Now he is jumping to his feet and scolding.

"What kind of turtle didn't have an asshole to do it? If I were to catch him, I would have to peel off his skin! ”

After coming out of the hospital, Zuo Jian took a taxi and returned to the Garden Community in Singapore, although he no longer works here, but his lightning motorcycle is still parked here. In the afternoon, because he was in a hurry to send Shen Yuxin to the hospital, he took Shen Monong's car, so he parked his motorcycle here.

This rare lightning motorcycle in China, the style is really incomparably stylish, plus it is parked here, and no one has moved for several hours, so it aroused the interest of the thief.

The anti-theft performance of the lightning motorcycle is very good, and there is no way to unlock the handlebar without a key, plus its size, it is too large. The body of the car, which is close to two and a half meters, weighs five or six hundred pounds, and it takes at least three or four people to work together to lift it.

In such a situation, the thief naturally has no way to get it away. Perhaps because he was angry, or maybe because he didn't succeed, the thief used a large lock to lock the wheels of the lightning motorcycle and the fitness equipment on the side. Give full play to the spirit of hurting others and disadvantage, you won't let me succeed, and I won't let you have a good time!

Zuo Jianqi's dry eyes were helpless, and he circled around the motorcycle a few times, and found that if he didn't have the tools in hand, there was no way to open the large lock.

At this time, it was dark, and if you tossed back and forth, it would take a few hours, Zuo Jian was too lazy to get it, walked to the security room in front of the community, and found that it was the familiar security guard Lao Li on duty, handed a cigarette, and told Lao Li to help guard the motorcycle at night, the two chatted for a while, Zuo Jian took a taxi, and planned to go home.

The place where Zuo Jian lives is only one street away from the train station.

The train station is one of the most complicated places in a city. There are a mixture of dragons and snakes here, three religions and nine streams, and there are all kinds of people, and it is often the place where accidents are most likely to occur.

It is precisely because of this that the rent of the house here is difficult to get on the price, after all, many people want to be quiet and have little to do, and not to mention anything else near the train station, it is just quiet, it is difficult to do the train driver is too lazy to care whether you are sleeping or not, and the horn will be honked in the middle of the night.

The only advantage of living here is that the rent is cheap, and Zuo Jian happened to take a fancy to this, so he lived here.

After getting out of the taxi, he smelled the fragrance wafting in the air, and Zuo Jian's stomach gurgled in protest.

It's a random spot on both sides of the street, with shelves, tables and chairs, and a pot with lots of wooden skewers on it, and roadside snacks of all kinds of food on them.

After tossing all night, Zuo Jian had not eaten, and when he smelled this fragrance, he couldn't help it.

An old lady about sixty years old, with gray hair and a slightly rickety figure, was busy. Zuo Jian found a table, sat down, and shouted, "Auntie, bring me something to eat, I'm starving." ”

"Well, boy, wait a minute." The old lady hurriedly answered.

"It's okay Auntie, don't worry." Zuo Jian said politely, looking at the old lady alone, busy greeting guests, and constantly delivering food, her wrinkled face was covered with sweat.

Whose old man is this, so late, still alone outside busy for a living? Doesn't she have children? How can her children bear it? Zuo Jian thought in his heart, he got up and smiled at the old lady and said, "Auntie, I'll do it myself." So saying, he took the bowl himself, went to the boiling pot, took a handful of wooden skewers with vegetables and meat, returned to the table, added some spices to the bowl, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Oh, I'm sorry, boy." The old lady was a little uneasy, and with an apologetic smile, she came to Zuo Jian's side and said, "I'm really embarrassed that I can't be busy when there are many guests." ”

"It's okay Auntie, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing." Zuo Jian smiled at her, bit the food, and said vaguely: "Auntie, you taste really good." He gave a thumbs up.

This kind of snack is based on the soup stock, as long as the soup stock tastes good, the food inside is naturally good.

"As long as you think it's delicious." The old lady smiled kindly.

"Boss, bring me two bowls, pick thirty meat skewers, thirty vegetables and bring them, hurry up, I'm starving to death!"

A slightly immature, but very angry voice rang out.

"Big brother, although this snack is a little simpler, it tastes good, I used to eat here when I used to play all night in the Internet café."

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Zuo Jian subconsciously turned around and took a look.

I saw a young man of about twenty-three or fourteen years old, shirtless, with a dragon tattooed on his arm, and a finger-thick gold necklace around his neck, with a cigarette in his mouth, and a proud face, swaggering down. Next to him was a student in a school uniform with a flattering smile on his face.

"Meng Xiangang?" Zuo Jian frowned, how could he be here?