He was really hard to serve.

The lady's room is not equipped with a bathtub, and presumably neither is the young master and Ji, he is a ......

Never mind.

Wang Xizhi stopped thinking in his heart, and he couldn't think about how particular he was.

"Actually, you don't have to do that." Wang was sitting today, and the professor was helping her blow her hair, and she yawned a little lazily: "I feel like they'll realize it in two days." ”

"Ji can, Adams doesn't have to." The professor intently stroked her hair.

"Yes, you also admit that Ji is the kind of person who is delicate and sharp."

The professor snorted coldly, although the lady didn't hear it because the hair dryer was too loud, but she could also sense from his "cold scalp" action that he might be making trouble.

The professor didn't say he didn't want to wait two days at all.

The lady probably guessed from his strength, just as he did with Allport.

Speaking of Allport, Wang Xizhi gave them a call and slipped back, that nasty ghost must have scolded her for being a-stirring stick, going back to mess up their lives, and walking so simply.

Actually, there are two reasons for this.

One is because the lady wants to go to the bar to find them, but is unsurprisingly rejected by the professor, originally the lady felt that his desire for control was unreasonable, and wanted to argue with him, but after being killed by his jaw, she gave in.

The second is Allport, who represents the lady's past, and if they can not be seen, maybe it is also a good thing.

And the professor always likes to talk about his stay in the bar owner's office at night, Wang Xizhi really doesn't want to be talked about by him anymore.

In the past, he used to take one thing to think about the young master for a long time, but now this old gentleman has been thinking about himself for a long time.

Seeing that it was almost blowing, the professor put the hair dryer aside, and the lady stood up, the two of them had the same pajamas as the office, which were two extreme painting styles, but the professor, who had always liked to point fingers, did not let her change.

Even if she wore the pajamas of those brightly colored little animals, she didn't fit in with the room, the bed, and herself.

But it is this kind of special that makes the professor feel real, after all, ladies are inherently special.

There's nothing wrong with keeping that feeling out of control alive.

"See what?" The king asked him.

"Nothing." The professor replied, laying her on the bed and flicking it twice, "I said, I'll pick the bed, and it's very comfortable." ”

Wang Xizhi didn't feel the difference, that is, it was softer, she couldn't sleep on the bed that was too soft, this person likes sweetness and soft beds, who can see it just by looking at the surface?

"I don't think so." She yawned again.

"It's very comfortable." The professor rolled over and sank into the bed, groaning. "It's as comfortable as you are."

Wang Xizhi shook his wit and got goosebumps all over his body, he is really a genius to describe ghosts, how can she sleep with this!?

The professor smiled, looked at her distorted expression, and asked, "Are you tired?" Then have a good rest. ”

He said this when he saw that the lady yawned too much.

Wang Xizhi nested in his arms and thought about it for a while, in fact, after entering Darkmond, because there were too many problems, even if he occasionally fought in bed, he used his chin to kill, but he still didn't get tired of it.

"I'm a little tired." Wang Xizhi smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "So you have to take care of me, huh?" ”

Because it's almost the end of the month, counting it, the professor doesn't have a few good days to live.

"Of course." Professor Fu Zhi got up in his heart, "When did I not take care of you?" ”

"You're in a good mood tonight."

"Uh-huh." She nodded, and after a while said again, "Shaved your beard." ”

"Tomorrow." The professor laughed.

"Do you know the story of the Chill Bird?" Wang Xizhi asked.

"What?" Hanhao Bird said in Chinese, because she also didn't know if the word was in English.

"It's a bird, anyway, it's going to get cold, and the neighbors persuade it to build a nest, but it always has to wait until it's cold. After two days of persuasion, when I came for the third time, it had frozen to death because of the heavy wind and snow. ”

The professor stroked his beard and said, "I'll shave it tomorrow, or I'll let you come." ”

......

Sure enough, he was shaved.

The lady yawned, they were up late today.

One of the reasons why Ms. Yesterday took action was also because "it's a big deal to get a little more sleep".

It's just that at this point now, Adams and Ji should have woken up a long time ago.

"In fact, it is better to sleep at night, and the quality of sleep at night is much better than during the day." The professor said, taking her hand and touching her chin. "Satisfied?"

"Barely enough." The lady replied perfunctorily, he was obviously not satisfied, and the two finally planned to go downstairs, and when she opened the kitchen door, the young master and Ji who were lying on the table looked up in surprise.

The lady's face was full of words, and the professor stood behind her, and he didn't have a fierce expression today, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"I mean, you don't even know how to prepare breakfast, do you?" The lady shook her head.

"The bread is hard." The young master said pitifully.

The lady didn't bother to scold them and asked, "Who eats takeaway?" ”

"Me!" The two little boys raised their hands again.

"Let them order, let's go out to eat, and come back with some ingredients by the way." The professor bent down and bit her ear.

"You guys, I'll go out with him to buy some bread and ingredients." The lady turned her head and relayed the words, and the little boys nodded.

Then I saw the professor and the lady turn around and go out.

"I'm thinking about one thing right now." The young master said.

"Huh?"

"We're probably still going to eat takeout regularly." He looked sad and angry. "As long as the professor asks the lady out."

Tears flowed down.

......

When they had finished their breakfast, the professor and the lady came back with red faces, and the things were sent to the kitchen by the professor, and they returned to the office, and the young master could finally start the meeting.

The young master dragged out his whiteboard and pasted a photo with a small magnet, it was a woman in her twenties, very sexy and bright, and wrote a deceased person underneath.

"This lady's name is Mary, she was found dead three days ago, and her husband hired us to find the killer two days ago." The young master said. "The woman was killed on the way to the night shift, she was sexually assaulted before she died, and the body was found in a dumpster on South Avenue and was hidden in a suitcase at the time, so the time of death was much earlier, because the body had begun to decompose because of the weather."

"Are there any bodily fluids left behind of the criminal?" The lady asked.

"Unfortunately, no, he used protective measures." The young master replied.

"And there are too many blind spots for surveillance on South Avenue."

"Any clues?" The lady asked, but the professor remained silent.

"The skin tissue contained in the nails of the deceased's hands belonged to the deceased's husband, and it is said that the lady slapped him when he went out because of an argument." The young master said that this was very unfavorable evidence for him, and the employer could not produce a clear alibi, so he specially invited a private detective to investigate the case.

"Because the dumpster was not the first crime scene, the deceased was moved, the clues were really limited, and the deceased did not show signs of excessive struggle, and the cause of death was a blow to the back of the head."