"It's not safe for you to live here." Tang Song took her to walk behind everyone.

Li Qing was carried downstairs, and the nearby residents probed their brains, and the sound of small and fragmented words came out.

"Dead again?"

"It's been a lot of peace lately, so let's go out less!"

The landlord waited downstairs nervously, and the expression on his face instantly collapsed when he saw the corpse, and he suppressed it again, "Comrade...... Murderer, murderer ......"

"We'll catch the murderer," Tang Song comforted her, looked at Mo Bei again, beckoned her forward, and asked, "Did she rent a house from you?" ”

The landlord sighed clearly, knowing that the business was yellow, and replied honestly: "No rent, only paid the deposit." ”

Tang Song nodded: "She won't rent anymore." ”

Mo Bei raised his head suddenly: "Then where do I live?" ”

"Go to my house." He spoke amazingly, taking advantage of Mo Bei's confusion to stuff people into the car, and explained to the landlord with a strange expression, "I am her uncle, she had an awkward quarrel with her classmates, and she refused to listen to her parents' advice, so she had to live outside." ”

Okay, the police uncle is also an uncle.

Mo Bei leaned his head on the window glass and listened expressionlessly, suddenly remembering something and couldn't help laughing.

When Tang Song got into the car, Mo Bei had already adjusted his expression, and he wanted to smile or not: "Uncle? Not a cousin anymore? ”

He smiled, and it didn't matter: "It's okay if you want to call it, but the situation just now is more convincing than the uncle." ”

Mo Bei didn't want to express his thoughts, so he pouted and didn't speak, peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth.

"What does it smell like?"

Mo Bei took out another one and looked at it: "Orange." ”

"Give me one."

She peeled it off and handed it over, Tang Song looked at the road conditions, and quickly took his head sideways, her teeth couldn't help but hit her fingers, and she hissed.

"Biting pain?"

"Nope."

Mo Bei rubbed his fingertips, there was a small mark, it was very itchy.

She had little patience to eat sugar, and soon clucked and crushed it, and stuffed another one into her mouth, and he couldn't help laughing: "Little child, be careful of tooth decay." ”

Mo Bei snorted lightly and suddenly asked, "Is Li Qingda big?" ”

"What?" Tang Song almost drove the car to the curb of the road, pulled over and stopped the car, turned his head to see her face unchanged and serious, as if she was discussing academics, and her heart suddenly rose like an old father's bad heart.

But she didn't wait for an answer, and urged: "Is it big?" ”

He bit the sugar between his teeth: "General." ”

"How's that?"

"Just ......," he coldly refused to answer, "why do children ask these questions?" ”

"Pedantic." She snorted again, sounding more like a laugh.

Mo Bei couldn't get used to the smell of gasoline, leaning on the back of the chair and staring at the road without moving, and his movements of chewing candy slowed down.

The car drove steadily on the road, and the feeling of stopping and accelerating was minimally weakened.

However, her face was still growing ugly.

"Where to go now?"

"Li Qingdu is like that, is the murderer ......" is very big.

The two opened their mouths at the same time, Mo Bei spoke longer, and saw him straighten his face and consciously swallow a few words, which seemed a little funny.

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said vaguely, "You're not...... Didn't you let me go to your house? ”

Mo Bei is generally responsible for creating an impasse, and he has never tried to break it, and his scalp is numb when he says a word.

Tang Song turned his head to look at the road, agreed without thinking about it, and made a gesture to turn at the next intersection: "Okay." ”

“…… I'm going to eat. ”

The consequences of Mo Bei's occasional skin gave both of them a headache, and they selectively skipped the previous topic.

Tang Song originally agreed to breakfast, but now it is obviously impossible, a little embarrassed, he apologized warmly, and asked what to eat.

Mo Bei looked at the various storefronts flashing outside the window, and casually replied to the hot pot.

Tang Song was a little helpless, he felt that Mo Bei seemed to know a lot of things in the clouds, but he hadn't figured it out yet, and it was not good for her to assert it, so he reluctantly changed his words: "You plan to stay in a hotel all the time?" ”

"Didn't I let you quit my house?" She shook her phone with two fingers, the landlord had just returned the deposit, there was no way, there was an accident at the owner's house, but the scheduled tenant brought the police to the door and moved out the body, this thing is destined to be unbearable, and it can only be so whitewashed.

Tang Song sighed, unlocked the door, and was still not at ease: "I'm alone anyway, and I don't go home often when I'm busy......"

"Don't!" Mo Beitou didn't go back and got out of the car.

He watched her stray away from the hot pot restaurant on the side of the road, turned the corner, and disappeared into the crowd, and he sat there for a moment to make a phone call.

"Lu Hang, focus on checking whether there is any drug residue in the stomach of the deceased......"

Although Mo Bei said it speciously as if he was playing hooligan, he also provided an idea.

Li Qing became like that later, but the surrounding residents did not reflect, indicating that the process was quite quiet, and it can be suspected that the murderer has the possibility of being a victim controlled by drugs, and if so, you can try to investigate from the source of the drug.

Mo Bei casually ate a bowl of wontons on the side of the road, then went back to the hotel to pack up his things and go to class.

Du Xiaokun made several phone calls, and WeChat was full of his news, and the bombardment content was just asking her what was going on. So Mo Bei was carried to the office again after class, and the teachers in the same office were not surprised.

"Teacher Du, you are a student......"

The silence in the back is probably not a good word.

"What's the matter with you?" Du Xiaokun asked with a calm face, "Are you in trouble?" ”

"No ......"

He slammed the table, held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Not yet?!" Tell me honestly, or I'll find your mother! ”

Suing the parents is applicable everywhere, Mo Bei reluctantly dragged out his voice: "Little uncle......"

"It's useless to call Dad!" Du Xiaokun was so angry that he couldn't ask anything for several days, this dead child, "The police cars are here!" You still have to move out, do you hand in something......"

"Where do you think of it?" She quickly interrupted his nonsense of right and wrong, "Didn't you die a while ago?" Said our school. ”

Du Xiaokun was stunned, he didn't expect to be able to pull this: "Yes, everyone's parents have come to make trouble." ”

It's just two points and one line in the Mobei School Hotel, and I don't know anything.

She briefly said about Zeng Shihan's address book, but she didn't say it too clearly, and finally asked: "Why does she have my number?" ”

"There are more people with your number."

"Huh?"

Du Xiaokun paused, just said that there were some things about her on the forum, without explaining too much, and the conversation changed: "You took advantage of the National Day to write the application for staying abroad, and I will let the above give you approval as soon as possible, you have not returned home for many days and nights, be careful of being notified and criticized." ”

"Got it," she said now, very obedient again, "thank you, little uncle." ”

"You now know that I am your uncle," he felt helpless, and shook her head fiercely, "I don't think about you, your family can unite to kill me." ”

"...... that's pretty miserable.

"Let's eat."

"Teacher Du, I think you have to stay away from the life of female students......"

"Eat or not, you?"

Eat.

Mo Bei walked in front and opened the door and went out, and suddenly a shadow flickered in front of her, almost bumping into each other, she stopped, but the thing in the person's hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry." Mo Bei squatted down to help him pick up the pen that rolled over.

The man's movements as he picked up the book slowed, his eyes staring directly at the pen she held in the palm of her hand.

"Teacher?"

"Oh." He reacted, took the pen in his hand, and smiled uncomfortably, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Mo Bei helped pack up his things and followed Du Xiaokun.

"It was him last time."

"Huh?"

"The teacher just now, you weren't there when you came back last time, and he left something for you," she was a little puzzled, "don't you know?" "I don't know, didn't you give it to me?"

Du Xiaokun has a strong sense of ritual every time he eats, and he has to take a small video after finishing the dishes, and then typing and chatting cracklingly, but the dishes don't move a few bites.

Mo Bei opened the school forum while eating to see the situation.

It was only now that Mo Bei knew about the school forum, and it turned out that the idea of seeing the color in the school happened so early, and the phone numbers of her college classes were put on it.

The beating incident brewed quickly, and now her reputation is not very good, and the post has been pushed back up.

The cover is two photos taken secretly during her military training, and she still remembers that it was a girl who ran fast.

She flipped through a few pages casually, except for me before the gender was picked out at the beginning, and the back was basically one-sided insults and abuse.

The further back it goes, the more unsightly it becomes.

Mo Bei saw the words of the cursing elders, and also saw the conjecture full of paint, which could still be connected into a complete action scene, with a head and an end, and juice splashed everywhere.

From more than 700 floors, a netizen with a strange painting style suddenly appeared, writing some specious words, the content is dark and redundant, which makes people very uncomfortable, but many people even chased the serialization.

She flipped down.

[She cried, what a pitiful! She lowered her head, the curvature between her shoulders and neck just put my head down, she was hot, but very soft, completely different from what it looked, like a pudding wrapped in marshmallows, and poured honey, I was reluctant to touch it, and I wanted to bite hard. 】

[She was a little thin, her breasts were still soft and green, she was sunk in the snow-white quilt, she was whiter than the quilt, I pressed her neck, the shoulder blades on the back were high and protruding, she screamed again and again, and then she cried, saying that she couldn't breathe. Ah, then I'll let her go......]

[She's holding a pen, is she seducing me?] Her hands are so white, and she looks so good holding black things, I won't let her go, I won't let her go! 】

[I saw her again, she had a backpack strap on her wrist, and I thought, if it was a rope, and the knot was tied into the snow-white skin, and she cried and begged me to be lighter, wouldn't it be cheap?] 】

[She took me to her house, which was small like a snail shell, but it didn't matter, the snail peeled off the shell and it was a soft mess. 】

Mo Bei frowned, and the last one was extremely angry.

[They're together again!] They're always together! 】