Writing down your experiences is also a way to pass the time of boredom.

Open the notebook and unscrew the cap.

After a moment of silence, he tossed the notebook aside.

"No, no, I don't want to write." Zhang Leifeng said with some irritability.

"Why can't it? If you don't want to write, you say I'll write. ”

"I guess I'd better see if there's anything new in the group." Zhang Leifeng said and took the notebook, logged in to his chat tool, and entered the suspense group.

Seeing that there were 999+ chat records inside, my eyes widened.

Flipping through a few records at random, Nunu mouthed helplessly, and it was obvious that the things these people were talking about made him not the slightest interested.

Stood up and walked around the room, scratching his head with his hands.

Fan Miaomiao sat on the sofa next to her, looking at Zhang Leifeng blankly, she really wanted to cut his brain open to see what was inside.

Ahem, ahem!

A message to add friends flashed at the bottom right of Zhang Leifeng's computer.

“hello，Mr.detective……”

A request appears on the computer in English.

Zhang Leifeng frowned slightly, thinking, who is this? I still play foreign languages with myself, has my business expanded abroad?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Leifeng clicked the pass button.

Ding Ding Ding!

“Hello。”

Just passed, and immediately received the news, which made Zhang Leifeng a little surprised.

"What's the matter with me?"

“I need your help.”

"Speak Chinese."

Zhang Leifeng said with a hint of anger.

“NO。”

"Your uncle, don't speak Chinese and talk to me about a fart." Zhang Leifeng couldn't stop scolding, and then closed the computer directly.

He took the diary and oil pen from the side, turned the first page and wrote "The Secret Book of the Detective" on it, and turned the second page and continued to write "How to distinguish soot".

"You've finally figured it out?"

Fan Miaomiao's voice suddenly came from behind Zhang Leifeng, making Zhang Leifeng tremble.

Suddenly turned his head to look at Fan Miaomiao: "Why the hell do you want to scare me to death?" "Scolding.

Fan Miaomiao stuck out her tongue: "Are you like this?" ”

"What do you say? Don't suddenly appear behind me in the future, I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm not afraid of gods, I'm just afraid of people and people. ”

"You're going to make it up."

Zhang Leifeng rolled his eyes, twisted his head to the side, and blinked: "Fan Miaomiao will help me do something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Help me go to your house and get me some of your dad's famous cigarettes." Zhang Leifeng blurted out, Fan Miaomiao was stunned after hearing this, squinted her eyes and asked, "Smoke?" What do you want cigarettes for? ”

Doesn't this kid even have the money to buy cigarettes?

"Of course, it's for experiments, I don't need more, I'll have a box, and when I come back, I'll go to the supermarket to buy a box for me." Zhang Leifeng explained very easily.

Fan Miaomiao left home suspiciously, and after about two hours, she walked back with hundreds of boxes of cigarettes.

Crash!

threw all the cigarettes in front of Zhang Leifeng.

Zhang Leifeng raised his head and squinted, turned his head to look at the various brands of cigarettes on the table, domestic, imported, cigars, and women's cigarettes, which can be said to have everything, and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you are not useless." ”

"What?"

"It's nothing, I'm not talking about you again." Zhang Leifeng hurriedly explained, he didn't want to cause an unnecessary war of words because of this sentence.

Stood up and walked to his room with a pack of cigarettes.

When he came to the door of the room, he pushed the door open, stopped and turned to Fan Miaomiao, who was going to come over, and said, "From now on, as long as I don't come out, don't disturb me." Prompted.

"What do you mean? What are you going to do in your room? Fan Miaomiao asked.

Smack!

Zhang Leifeng patted the bag containing the cigarette with his hand: "I'm going to start enjoying these things." After saying that, he smiled mysteriously, turned around and closed the door.

Fan Miaomiao was stunned outside the door alone, muttering a few words to the door, returning to the sofa to open Zhang Leifeng's computer, and chatting with the people in the group on it.

When everyone knew that she was actually living at Zhang Leifeng's house, Qi brushed over with a surprised expression.

"He would let a woman live in his own home? Oh my God, it's incredible. ”

"yes, is he stimulated by something?"

"I can't believe it's true."

Everyone, you and I discussed it word by word, Fan Miaomiao typed a few words on the keyboard with some anger: "The old lady doesn't live with him, I'm just his assistant." ”

"Huh? He still needs an assistant? ”

"Isn't his assistant a dog named Peanut? ”

Syllable!

Fan Miaomiao finally couldn't stand it, and closed the computer directly.

"A bunch of neurotics." He turned on the TV with a curse.

Zhang Leifeng walked into the room, because the room he lived in was a master bedroom, so he had a balcony, although it was called a balcony, but this guy's curtains were never opened, and the whole room seemed extremely dark.

On the balcony are the tools he uses on a daily basis.

Take a deep breath, rub your hands together, and sort the cigarettes from the bag.

There are four main types of cigarettes according to their raw materials:

Flue-cured tobacco type, using flue-cured tobacco as raw material, is popular in the United Kingdom, China, India, Canada and other countries;

Mixed type, with roasting, drying and drying tobacco as raw materials, is now popular in the world;

Spice type (Oriental type), with spice tobacco as raw material, popular in Turkey, Greece, the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe and other countries;

Smoke-drying type, which uses dark-colored sun-dried tobacco as raw material, is popular in southern Europe and some African countries.

Cigar type, the smoke has the flavor of cigar smoke, and its main raw material is cigar type drying smoke;

External fragrance type, the smoke has a unique external fragrance flavor, such as mint smoke, cocoa smoke, etc.

Looking at the types of cigarettes that have been sorted, the next step is to distinguish between brands, prices, and regions.

After everything was ready, Zhang Leifeng lit his first cigarette and took a puff with great enjoyment.

Call!

Spit the cigarette from your mouth onto a tissue and put it to your nose and sniff it.

Nodding: "Well, this one tastes a little special." He muttered as he flicked his cigarette ash on the cardboard on his right.

Extinguish the cigarette butt, pick up the paper containing the soot, first observe it with the naked eye, then look at it with your own magnifying glass, and finally put it under a microscope for analysis.

As soon as I came to my conclusion, I wrote it down in a notebook on the side.

Smack!

Light the second brand of cigarettes.

Ahem, ahem!

Fan Miaomiao, who was sitting in the living room, coughed twice, sniffed hard, felt that the entire living room was smelling of smoke, turned her head to look at the bedroom where Zhang Leifeng was, and found that smoke was spreading out from the crack in the door.

Hurriedly stood up and ran over and slammed the door.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

"Zhang Leifeng, Zhang Leifeng, what are you doing?" Constant shouting.