What protocol? I stared at Chen Xi and asked.

"I don't know!" Chen Xi's answer was the same as that of Long Po, saying it was equivalent to not saying it.

I don't ask, I don't ask, these two people don't know, I waved my hand and went back to the backyard to catch up on sleep.

In the next few days, calm was restored, Song Linger took her leave and went back to class, Xiaoyu was even more busy with her feet not touching the ground, and the aftermath of the Xing Bin incident had just begun.

There is a strange thing, Long Po actually stayed, and stayed with me and did not leave, as if I begged her, and the cow could not do it every day. It made me very uncomfortable, because she slept in the back room by herself, and I slept with Chen Xi.

Although Chen Xi didn't do anything provocative, she wore little.

Chen Xi does not wear underwear, and she mailed more than a dozen sets of various types of pajamas. It's all translucent, dangling in front of me every night.

For example, now, she doesn't have an inch inside, and on the outside is a set of fans' silk pajamas, and the pajamas are very thin. Under the pale yellow light, it is almost the same as not wearing it, but there is a trace of covering, still holding the pipa and half-covering the face, which is very tempting.

I wanted to see it but didn't dare to see it, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control it and lose face.

With Chen Xi's physical strength, once he can't even rub it in, then this joke will be a big one.

Another point is that I have a hunch that once something really happens to me with Chen Xi, something very bad will happen.

Chen Xi also knows this, I feel that she is just teasing me, she doesn't say anything, and she doesn't tease me with words, but she always dangles in front of me like this, which is enough for me to choke.

I had no choice but to sleep against the wall.

Chen Xi didn't let me go, and soon, I felt a soft body with a hint of coolness leaning over, her back against my back, and her ass against my ass, as if she would be uncomfortable if she didn't sleep like this.

I protested, but it was invalid.

I also asked her, do you have to torture me like this?

Chen Xi's answer was, this is not torture, it is a test for me.

In this kind of torment and test, I struggled through half a month, and there was only one week left before the deadline I promised to the fourth grandfather and the fifth grandfather.

It's a little surprising that the corpse blood planted in my body by my two grandfathers didn't attack, so I don't want to go to the uninhabited village anymore, let's take a step at a time!

In the past half a month, Di Gang has been promoted to one level, and when I see him in the future, I can't call him Team Di, I should call him Di Ju.

Of course, the criminal police team is still under his control, and he is the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation.

"Brother. You said that these people are calves and calves, when they kicked me, they didn't even say hello, but now they know that our buddies are fine, Team Di has become a Di game, and they added me back, and there are several people who send me red envelopes in private! ”

This morning, the fat man was fine, and came to the incense shop to chat with me.

"How much did you earn?" I asked.

The fat man is a typical cheap and obedient man, and he came to show off with me.

"More than 20,000!"

The fat man stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of me, and said with emotion: "These grandsons are really willing, the transfers are all 6666, what do you say to give me a shock, I'll go to his grandmother's leg!" At this time, I remembered that it was time to kick me out! ”

"Tell me what's going on, don't talk about those useless things!" I glanced at him, then lowered my head again to cut the rune paper.

"Nothing!" The fat man said with a smile.

"It's okay to leave, I'm busy!" I reached out and pointed to the door.

"Brother, don't mind. Something, I've got something! The fat man said busily.

"Look at your appearance, what do you have to say!" I put down the wooden knife for cutting paper and looked at the fat man, the situation of this goods. I know best.

The fat man has been proud of the spring breeze recently, and the live broadcast has become popular, and those people in the industry are also holding him, and Song Ling'er's feeling is not to say, after the Xing Bin incident. It's better.

So, if he's fine, he will never come over, and he won't encounter anything difficult!

"Brother, there is such a thing!"

The fat man pondered for a while. His brows tightened, and he said: "I have a fan who sent me a private chat two days ago, saying that I can always dream of someone recently!" ”

I didn't interrupt the fat man and motioned for him to continue.

"I said this fan. At first, he could only vaguely see a figure in his dreams, but every day passed, this figure became closer to him, and his appearance became clearer and clearer! ”

"I didn't take it too seriously at first. Give him two talismans, one evil charm and one amulet, and he was fine in the first two days. He didn't have that dream again, and he didn't work again for the past two days, he began to dream about that person again, and not only that, he saw that person's face! ”

The fat man said this. His face froze, and he said, "Brother, my fan said that this person is holding a pig-killing knife in his hand and wants to kill him!" ”

"And then?" I asked.

"The two talismans I gave him. He wore the amulet on his chest, and he put it under the pillow, and when he said that the man in the dream came to kill him with a knife, he woke up all of a sudden, and found that the amulet was scorched, and the evil charm was smoking! The fat man said with a solemn expression.

"Murder in a dream!" I muttered, thought for a moment, and asked, "That fan of yours, do you know the person who was going to kill him?" ”

"I don't know!" The fat man shook his head.

"Does anyone in the family know each other?" I continued.

"No, I'm an orphan as a fan. Growing up in an orphanage, the closest thing is his daughter-in-law, and the relatives on the other side of her daughter-in-law's house, he asked, and no one knew the person he described! The fat man replied.

"You're a fan. Can I see one? I thought about it and asked.

"Yes, he is from our city, health and epidemic prevention!" The fat man said.

"That's okay, we'll see you later!" I said.

"Okay, I'll call!" The fat man grinned. Pull out your phone to make a call.

Half an hour later, the fat man's fans arrived.

This fan is thirty-one years old, surnamed Zhou, called Zhou Xin, and his daughter-in-law's family runs a supermarket. The family is not short of money.

"Mr. Gu, hello, hello!"

Seeing me, Zhou Xin immediately stretched out his hand, with a hint of reverence in his tone.

"You know me?" I asked.

Looking at the way he looks, he obviously knows who I am.

"Xing Bin's matter, you are famous!" Zhou Xin said cautiously, with a hint of awe in his eyes.

"Spread?" I'm a little surprised, Di Gang didn't tell me this!

"Circulate internally, circulate internally!" Zhou Xin said with a hint of caution.

I smiled and didn't ask, but looked at Zhou Xin, his state is really not very good, in a word, it is a dark cloud cover, Yintang is black and shiny, and there is a faint death on his body. If you don't say you will die, it's pretty much the same.

"Tell me about that dream!" I said.

Zhou Xin thought about it for a while, and started from the beginning, which was similar to what the fat man said.

"By the way, take a look at this!"

After speaking. Zhou Xin took out a sketch and handed it over.

"What is this?"

I glanced at it and gave it an inquiring look.

"This is the person I dreamed of, I usually like to write and draw, and I have a little sketching skills, so I draw people!" Zhou Xin said.

"Oh!" I nodded, and looked down at the person on the paper, the person on the paper looked like he was in his thirties, looking at the clothes, some of them looked like they were from the last century, and I couldn't see anything other than that!

"Didn't you check with the police?" I asked.

Zhou Xin's painting is really good, this person on the paper is lifelike, if someone really wants to kill him, whether it is a person or a ghost, find someone to check, it's okay.

"I found it, but I didn't find it!" Zhou Xin said.

"Wait a minute, I'll find someone to ask!" I took a picture of it and sent it to Di Gang, asking him to help me check this person.

"Where did you see the picture?"

As soon as I sent it, Di Gang wrote back to me.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I know this person!" Di Gang replied.

"You know?" I came to my senses all of a sudden, and the one I sent to Di Gang was just a blind cat touching a dead mouse, but I didn't expect it to really come into it.

"Acquaintance!" Di Gang quickly replied with two words, and then replied with a voice, I clicked on the voice, and Di Gang's slightly cold voice came out: "This person's name is Duan Wei, he is a murderer, he died in eighty-eight years, when I was in the police academy, there was a class dedicated to him!" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Xin's face turned white.

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