086. Cold drink shop

"Mr. Tang, what did you do on the weekend?" Tong Jiang walked beside Wheat and asked with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wheat glanced at him and said indifferently: "Didn't do anything, eat, sleep, read." She simplified the rest and listed the simplest.

Tong Jiang smiled: "It turns out that classmate Tang is resting at home on the weekend, but I am busy with a lot of things on the weekend......" Tong Jiang began to speak, regardless of whether the wheat was listening or not.

Wheat thought about what happened just now, so he casually responded twice. The two walked all the way into the classroom, and Tong Jiang continued to talk about what he had seen and heard on the weekend.

"By the way, classmate Tang, I told my sister about you." Tong Jiang continued, "She heard that I have a classmate like you, and she also said that she wanted to meet her. ā€

Compared with Tong Jiang's happiness, Wheat's expression has remained unchanged. Glancing at Tong Jiang next to her, she finally stopped: "Okay, you just call me 'wheat', don't keep 'classmate Tang' and 'classmate Tang'." ā€

This kind of name is still called so often, she sounds a little awkward.

When Tong Jiang heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, wheat, I also think it's more kind to call it like this." He seemed to have considered her a good friend.

Wheat looked at Tong Jiang and sighed silently in his heart. Please, they're just ordinary classmates, right? As for such a warm look?

She put down her bag and sat down in her seat, then sorted out her books. Rocky next to him has not yet arrived, and Wheat will always casually look at the table next to him, paying attention to the other party's actions.

Now, she had sorted out her things by herself, and there was nothing to do for the time being, so she just lay down on the table and continued to think about the news she had seen in the morning. In a small city park, a female corpse was found.

Although the face of the female corpse was mosaic, Wheat could still see the red high heels that the other party was wearing, and the appearance of being drenched. All this is really similar to the charming woman I saw last night. What's going on? Is it really the woman who attempted suicide last night? Or is it just a coincidence?

The more Wheat thought about it, the more uncertain she felt, whether she wanted to report the crime or not? Or is it the same as before, and don't be nosy?

After a long day, until the end of school, Wheat still hadn't made a decision. Since she didn't know what to do, she thought to herself, just throw things aside and see how things go. Yes, at least observe the situation first.

After leaving school, Mai was just about to go to the subway station when someone stopped her behind her.

"Wheat, where are you going?" The other man trotted all the way to her.

Mai glanced at Tong Jiang, who was following him, and replied expressionlessly, "I'm going to work." ā€

When Tong Jiang heard this, he immediately said, "Is that the rebar?" When I passed by there before, I saw you working in it. ā€

Wheat responded: "Well, that's it." ā€

When she was involved in the old school building incident before, Tong Jiang told her about it. If it weren't for this, she might not have agreed to go to the old school building with him. Of course, there is also an element of money temptation.

Tong Jiang didn't care about Mai Aili's ignorance at all, but said with great interest: "I just have something to go to T-Market to see, why don't we go together?" ā€

Hearing this, Wheat couldn't help but glance at him twice: "Are you sure?" I take the subway, I don't take a taxi, and I don't have a private car. ā€

What the? This guy wants to go with her? She heard her right, right?

Different from what Wheat expected, Tong Jiang smiled: "I have asked the driver to leave first, and then go to T-Market by myself." ā€

Wheat looked at him strangely: "You obviously have a car, why don't you take it?" "No problem, right? Do you have to squeeze the subway like her?

Tong Jiang said decisively: "I have to go by myself, and always let the family arrange everything, then I will never be like my sister." In order to change myself, I had to become independent. He seemed to have made up his mind.

But in Wheat's view, this is purely self-inflicted. To change yourself? To become independent? What does this have to do with taking the subway to T-Market? Independence is something that can be trained by this little thing? If that's the case, it's too simple. Sure enough, the idea of the young master of the rich family, she couldn't understand.

Wheat thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he looked indifferent: "Whatever you want, don't affect me anyway." "Heng and Zhu are just taking the subway together, it shouldn't matter, and their destinations are different.

The two walked to the vicinity of the subway station, and Mai was just about to enter the station, but was stopped by Tong Jiang.

"Wheat, are you thirsty?" Tong Jiang asked with concern, "There happens to be a cold drink shop there, why don't I go buy you a drink?" ā€

Wheat glanced at him, didn't object, just nodded, and the two walked to the cold drink shop not far away.

At this point in time, there are a lot of people in the cold drink shop, and it seems a little crowded. Mai and Tong Jiang came to the camp to collect the money, looked at the name of the drink on the billboard, and each thought about what to drink.

Wheat didn't have much research on drinks, but since it was someone else's treat, she still walked in in line with the principle of not drinking for nothing.

"I want a cup of hot milk tea." Tong Jiang decided what to drink, turned around and asked, "Wheat, what about you?" What to drink? ā€

"Orange juice." Wheat said for no reason.

"Okay." Tong Jiang responded with a smile, and then said to the waiter next to him: "Excuse me, give me a cup of hot milk tea and a cup of orange juice." ā€

The waiter immediately got ready, and Tong Jiang said with a new face: "I didn't expect you to like to drink orange juice wheat." ā€

Hearing this, Wheat slandered in his heart. She didn't like to drink orange juice, but she suddenly remembered the guy surnamed Gong, as soon as he drank orange juice, he would turn into a black cat, which was incredible. Then, it caused her to be a little curious.

After a while, the waiter served two drinks. The two took their drinks and sat down.

Not long after he sat down, Tong Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Wheat, I saw that you were restless all day today, did you encounter any difficulties?" "He seems to be very enthusiastic and always likes to care about other people's affairs.

Maybe it was because he was facing such a dull-headed guy, so Wheat spoke more relaxed, and simply talked about the report he saw this morning, the case of the female corpse in the park.

"You mean, you think the woman you saw last night is the same person as the victim in today's newspaper?" Tong Jiang asked again.

Wheat nodded: "Both of them are wearing red high heels, and they are both inexplicably wet. Although the picture of the victim was mosaic, I can't see it clearly, but I can't be wrong about the shoes. ā€

Tong Jiang looked puzzled: "Could this be just a coincidence?" There are a lot of people who wear red heels. By implication, maybe she didn't have to make such a fuss at all.

Wheat sighed: "Maybe, I'll tell you about this matter, don't talk nonsense to others." Wheat did not forget to admonish.

Tong Jiang nodded: "Well, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense." ā€

The two of them just talked, not noticing a man and a woman sitting in the seats behind them.

The male is about 30 years old, and his facial features are sharp and angular. His black hair was a little unkempt, and there was some new stubble on his chin, which made his originally heroic face rough.

Next to the man, there was also a young woman in a police uniform. At this time, she was holding a drink, looking at the man in front of her with a worried expression, and by the way, she didn't forget to glance at the student man and woman sitting in front of her.