Gao Cheng stopped his chopsticks and looked up: "Lack of IQ is congenital, and poor memory is an acquired attribute." If you weren't my apprentice, where do you think you would be at this time? ”

...... At the police station! I must admit that if it weren't for Gao Cheng's relationship, I might still be interrogated by the criminal policeman Zhang Ji, and I may have been exhausted to the point of collapse. But the culprit who got me into that situation was unfortunately him.

After thinking about it, I tried to say to him in a calm tone: "I'm just an ordinary illustrator, I originally promised your mother to take care of you more, but your legs don't seem to be much of a problem, can you ......" I hesitated slightly, "Let's just do the well water and not the river water, you continue to investigate your case, and I draw my illustrations?" ”

Obviously reasonable, under the gaze of his black pupils, he said without confidence, stared at me for four or five seconds, his eyes were pressing, and when he calmly retreated, the corners of his mouth seemed to show a shallow arc: "Xia Zhu, you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge." ”

The affirmative statement and the determined demeanor made me feel uncomfortable.

After a pause, he threw over with a smile: "Do you think I will agree?" ”

When the children returned, the atmosphere in the gallery was sluggish. Gao Cheng and I sat at two opposite corners of the gallery as if we were each occupying the city's position, about ...... apart Eight meters, which is the longest line distance of the gallery.

Xiao Tong looked at Gao Cheng, who was sitting in the innermost, and then looked at me again, a little ignorant, and finally asked me in a low voice: "Sister Xia, are you okay with Mr. Gao?" I replied softly, "It's fine." ”

Xiao Tong: "Then I'll send him white coffee?" By the way, Sister Xia, I brought you grapefruit honey tea from the shop on the street. ”

After I nodded, she put the honey tea down and strode inside. In the afterglow, Gao Cheng put down the album in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Tong gently, and his lips opened slightly when he took the coffee. When the child turned around again, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy. When he walked up to me, he hurriedly asked me, "Sister Xia, is Mr. Gao going to work in our gallery?" He just said that from today onwards, please help me bring a cup of white coffee from that restaurant every day. ”

Looking at Xiao Tong's expectant gaze, I wanted to cry without tears to describe my current mood, and finally nodded with difficulty.

The afternoon was hard, and it seemed like the other two of us could have fun except for me. Gao Cheng continued to sit there like a bodhisattva, occasionally taking a sip of his coffee, while Xiao Tong put up his easel again and continued to finish her sketch in earnest. Judging from my position, I have already seen the prototype, and the general form has come out, I have to say that the child has grasped the charm of Gaocheng very accurately.

It's just that she grabbed his current mask, the hateful, tricky, and perverse other side, and she couldn't see it at all.

Just before the boy returned, he said to me lightly and extremely despicably: "It's okay to cross the river and tear down the bridge, but there is no guarantee that I will walk out of this door at this moment, and the police will come to the door the next moment." Oh, by the way, I'm currently the special counsel in that case, as long as I casually analyze the possibility of you becoming a suspect, I should be able to lock up for at least ten days and a half. After saying that, he also looked around the gallery, "Or, the location of the murderer should be closed for the time being." ”

I'm so angry that I'm trembling, it's a naked threat! Not only did he threaten to turn black and white against me as a suspect if I didn't listen to him, but he also threatened to close my gallery. You know, the gallery has condensed all my efforts, and I'd rather be taken away by the police than be treated like this. <