Hong Chen was dragged into a kTV called "Nameless" by Cheng Siwei, asked for a small box, ordered a few dozen drinks, turned on the jukebox and started singing. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Hongchen rarely comes out with Cheng Siwei, and he doesn't know that Cheng Siwei is a wheat bully. Cheng Siwei forcibly occupied the microphone and sang all the songs randomly. Hong Chen has to admit that Cheng Siwei still has a lot of musical cells. Even if he can't sing a song, as long as he listens to a few words, the tune can match. Cheng Siwei held the wine bottle, opened his mouth, and howled in a loud voice, "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars...... how funny it looks.

Hong Chen sat quietly and ate the fruit in the fruit bowl, so he came to enjoy a solo concert of an unfamous singer for free. Cheng Siwei sang and sang, the style of painting suddenly changed, he crawled to Hong Chen's feet, and cried loudly: "Orange, my life is miserable!" I'm miserable! I'm just a mortal, I don't understand the world of God! ”

The door of the small box was kicked open, Du Shifang walked into the box wearing black clothes and a cold face, and said, "Young master, you are drunk." "It's cool and dragging, where is there half a doppelganger's consciousness.

Cheng Siwei stood up and pointed at the tip of Du Shifang's nose: "What are you!" You're just a dog to live in. ”

Du Shifang looked at Cheng Siwei coldly, and did not refute it silently. Hong Chen hurriedly stood up and grabbed Cheng Siwei to prevent him from making any radical moves. Cheng Siwei shook his hand, failed to shake Hong Chen away, struggled a few times, couldn't break away, and gave up. Hong Chen could see that Cheng Ju'an and Du Shifang were not good at it, but Cheng Siwei's two hundred and five were still teasing them. He was really afraid that one day, Cheng Ju'an would destroy Cheng Siwei regardless of his sister and brother's love.

"The host asked me to bring you a word. If you don't want to go back to that home, don't go back just yet. Back when you've had enough of playing outside. Du Shifang took a few steps, stopped, and turned his head to face Hong Chen. Officer Hong, my young master will please. ”

Hong Chen's eyelids jumped, "I can't stand your young master, so I'll take it back myself." ”

The corners of Du Shifang's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything after all. "Young master, do it yourself."

Cheng Siwei stood in place, probably not expecting Du Shifang to leave him down so quickly. grinning wide, watching Du Shifang leave, not beware of a string of saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth. Hong Chen sniffled in disgust. "How old is it, and it's drooling like a child."

Cheng Siwei wiped the saliva from his mouth, looking a little stunned. "My sister doesn't want me anymore?"

Hong Chen supported his forehead. Which ear did he hear that Cheng Ju'an was going to abandon him. "You're thinking too much."

Cheng Siwei pushed Hong Chen away and staggered out. In the vast night, where can you still see Du Shifang's back. "Orange, did you hear me, my sister doesn't want me anymore. I have nowhere to go, you have to take me in!" ”

Hong Chen was dumbfounded, looking at the one second who was rolling around and drunk, and the next second, he was extremely serious and serious, and wanted to knock his head open to see if he was schizophrenic.

"Orange, I'm hungry." Cheng Siwei looked at Hong Chen pitifully, his dark eyes were full of begging to be taken in.

Hong Chen couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch Cheng Siwei's head. Who gave him the courage to quit his job and become a private detective? With this IQ, do you dare to take on a million big cases? Thinking of the original intention of the two to work together, Hong Chen also began to feel that his IQ was worried.

"I'm going back to where I used to live." Hong Chen opened his mouth and pulled Cheng Siwei, who was innocent and begging for adoption. "Do you want to come with me?"

"I'll go, I'll go." Cheng Siwei nodded hurriedly, and followed behind Hong Chen.

Obviously, the floor that was split by Du Shifang in his memory was presented intact in front of him. There are a lot of construction and renovation workers coming and going to perfect the construction work of repairing residential buildings. Many of the original residents have also moved back one after another. Except for the dark walls of the Anjian National Hotel as a reminder of what had happened here, everything else was the same. It was as if the building had been split, just an absurd dream he had.

Hong Chen took Cheng Siwei upstairs and ran into Uncle Li who was going downstairs. When Uncle Li saw Hong Chen, he mysteriously pulled Hong Chen aside, pointed to the floor on his head, lowered his voice and whispered, "I said Xiao Hong, you came back at the right time." A woman came to Ye Qing's house, saying that she was Ye Qing's ex-wife and was cleaning up Ye Qing's things. Xiaohong, all of us in the neighborhood know that Ye Qing's wife has died a long time ago. What could this woman be here, you say? I was too old to be scared, so I had to go downstairs to hide. I said Xiaohong, don't go up, let's go out and hide together? ”

Hong Chen thought about it and decided to go upstairs to meet the so-called Ye Qing's ex-wife. Cheng Siwei followed behind Hong Chen and reached out and tugged at the corner of Hong Chen's clothes. "Orange, I'm afraid."

"Don't go up if you're afraid, go downstairs with Uncle Li and stay."

Cheng Siwei looked at Hong Chen, looked at Uncle Li, and finally decided to follow Hong Chen. Hong Chen smiled and raised his feet upstairs. The door of Ye Qing's house was wide open. The sound of someone in the house ping-pong rummaging over cabinets. Hong Chen slowly walked into the house, and a woman was looking for something in the TV cabinet of Ye Qing's house with her back to Hong Chen.

"What are you looking for?"

The woman heard the sound and turned her head. Not only Hong Chen, but even Cheng Siwei, who was following behind Hong Chen, was stunned. Cheng Siwei opened his mouth wide, pointed at the woman, and stammered, "Orange, she has the same face as me." ”

The woman in front of her had exactly the same face as Cheng Siwei, and it was the woman who turned into a fox that Hongchen saw at the Huasheng Hotel a few days ago.

The woman stood up and clapped her hands. "Yo, I'm chasing you very hard, I'm chasing here."

"You're Qingyan?" Hong Chen suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked the question that had been hovering in his heart for many days.

The woman giggled, her eyes swept to Cheng Siwei. "Ouch, this little brother is really good-looking, but it's a pity that he's a man."

"Answer my question!"

"Why do you have my face?"

Hong Chen and Cheng Siwei spoke in unison.

"I'm not a smoker." The woman took a few steps, her eyes rolling. "As for why I have the same face as you, it's because I stole the face that belonged to you. Otherwise, you can be more beautiful and better-looking, just like your sister Cheng Ju'an. ”

Cheng Siwei's eyes darkened, and his hand quietly clenched into a fist. "You know my sister?"

The woman took a few steps forward and took a deep breath. "You're really human." Tap your hand on your forehead. "It's strange, how could there be ordinary humans in the coffin shop? What did you use to protect Cheng Ju'an? ”

When he heard the woman deny that she was Qingyan, Hong Chen breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. "You're not Qingyan, who are you?"

"Me?" The woman pointed to herself, and then to the photo of Ye Qing's wife hanging in Ye Qing's house. "I am a nightmare in the heart of human beings, as long as there is a demon in my heart, the nightmare is there."

The woman walked up to Cheng Siwei and touched Cheng Siwei's face. "Children, you should really thank Cheng Ju'an, she must have given up very important things for you. As for your ......" The woman turned to Hong Chen: "It doesn't hurt to tell you my name, you remember it, my name is Ako!" Cardamom in the year. ”

Hong Chen was like a lightning strike, dumbfounded.

Ako, Ako, how could that girl with a beautiful age be the woman in front of her who claims to be "Nightmare".

The woman giggled and disappeared into the room filled with laughter like silver bells.

Hong Chen slowly raised his head, looking at the photo of Ye Qing's dead wife, his eyes were empty, and a person's name slowly slid out of his mouth.

"Ako?!"