On the way back, Zhanpeng pinched a white note with an unfamiliar address, which was where the church where Xu Guizhen often frequented to worship was located. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info looked at the crooked line on it, he sighed secretly and felt frustrated, feeling that he had been Dai Min's sidekick all morning. Whether it is to "apologize" to Xu Zi or "ask" him to open his mouth to provide clues, it is all one way for Dai Min to lead his thoughts, and his dialogue throughout the whole process is like a comical cross talk actor, always saying "yes", "um", "yes".

Dai Min walked beside him, and the afterglow inadvertently swept over his face, taking in his loss. She said casually, "Thank you today!" Roc! ”

Zhanpeng was a little confused, he didn't understand what she was talking about, Dai Min said in a slightly lost tone, "I'm the only girl in our group, no matter which aspect I compare, I'm a complete drag!" She sighed and continued, "Especially the last time we met...... That, my heart is really filled with a sense of failure. Thank you for being willing to partner with me and let me do anything, at least so that I can brush up on my presence somewhat. With that, she stuck out the tip of her tongue and smiled playfully.

I have to say that Dai Min is really a girl who knows how to communicate too well, and her few short words suddenly eliminated the little haze in Zhanpeng's heart. The person who had no sense of existence in the morning was obviously Zhanpeng, but she said it, as if Zhanpeng deliberately asked her to express herself.

At noon, they were going to find a place to fill their bellies of incessant protests, and then go down to the church where Xu Guizhen had been worshipping before her death, looking for some clues.

On the other side, the murder case of Wang Jiayuan, which Mo Chen and Zheng Yi took over, because it involved supernatural issues, even Mo Chen, the leader of the team who held the controlling power, needed to obey the arrangements of team member Zheng Yi. All morning, Zheng Yi nested in the conference room, busy chattering as if he was drawing something, but he didn't let Mo Chen be there, let alone explain to him. Mo Chen really had nothing to do, so he had to go back to his office and re-read all the files.

At noon, Zheng Yi finally stretched his waist and knocked on Mo Chen's door with a tired look, but it turned out that he was eager to have lunch.

"Are you done?" Mo Chen asked.

Zheng Yi nodded, his face full of fatigue, Mo Chen put away the file, and the two left the building of the strange case team together. It's just to go out for lunch, but Zheng Yi mysteriously said that he would take Mo Chen to a good place to eat, Mo Chen knew that he was so unorthodox, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, and it was up to him to do irrelevant things.

Mo Chen drove the car, Zheng Yi sat in the co-pilot and showed him the way step by step, Mo Chen only felt that the buildings on both sides of the road were very familiar. When Zheng Yi said that they had arrived at their destination, Mo Chen couldn't help but have a voice in his heart, saying, "C, it's really here!" ”

"Boss, let's have two servings of rice noodles, and the side dishes are the same as yesterday." As soon as Mo Chen pulled the handbrake, Zheng Yi had already jumped out of the car, walking towards the rice noodle shop, and rushed inside with his throat.

"Yo, it's yesterday's little brother, come and sit inside!" When I came yesterday, the store was about to proof, and there were no other customers, so the proprietress clearly remembered them, and she was warmly entertained at this time.

Mo Chen complained to Zheng Yi, "It's just to have a Chinese meal, why did you come all the way here." ”

"It tastes good here!" Zheng Yi was full of joy, as if he had encountered something happy, and he was completely tired just now.

"That is, our small shop makes authentic Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles." The proprietress neatly brought them dishes and chopsticks, and waited for the rice noodles to cook.

Mo Chen suddenly remembered that Zheng Yi glanced at the "authentic Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles" yesterday, as well as the conversation between him and the proprietress at that time, and muttered silently, "Hehe, it's really authentic." "The ghost believes that Zheng Yi came all the way here because he loves the taste here, Mo Chen stared at Zheng Yi's back with disdain.

Zheng Yi has never sat on a chair since he entered the store, and went straight to the window to pick up the food, and the hippie smiling girl went. The lights were a little dim last night, and Mo Chen was not as "good as Zheng Yi", but he couldn't find a girl. Until now, Mo Chen has seen clearly the appearance of the girl who is busy cooking rice noodles in the food port.

A face that has not yet shed its immaturity is embedded like a pair of black grapes, and its watery eyes are large and focused. The small red lips are slightly convex outward, and the rosy ones have the same effect as a lipstick, and they feel a little pouty. The snowy skin makes this slender girl look even more weak. Well, Lori type, Mo Chen finished identifying the girl in his heart. However, then he unconsciously began to look at Zheng Yi, just looking at it makes people feel like they can smell the hair wax and dry glue, obviously a man, but he always likes to wear a tight vest, if he can strangle the texture of the muscles, it is okay, and he is good, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel like stealing a woman's shapewear clothes, as awkward. A pair of harem pants with a big crotch cut off half of Zheng Yi's legs, which were still in the ranks of long legs. Obviously, the upper body was so cool, but it turned out that there were a pair of extraordinarily heavy high-top skateboarding shoes on the feet, Mo Chen said Zheng Yi more than once, "Are you hot or cold?" As a result, the guy always retorted with contempt, and the uncle didn't understand the fashion of young people. At this time, Mo Chen would always be unable to restrain himself, he was really unhappy in his heart, and emphasized that he was still in the first place, and he was a young man. Zheng Yi always likes to make a disdainful voice at this time, "Cut...... That's right, it's still a year old. ”

Mo Chen shook his head, he had nothing to think of what he was doing, and then looked at the pair of people who were standing a mile and a day away, one hot and the other cold. Lewd and strange Shu Huang VS innocent little white rabbit, this line of words suddenly popped up in Mo Chen's mind, and sure enough, the styles of those two people were too incompatible.

Although they have already assigned their own tasks, but they have already arrived here, you might as well ask the boss lady about some things, if there is an unexpected gain, after all, it is also a good thing. So, while the rice noodles were not yet on the table, Mo Chen asked the proprietress if she had heard of the murder of a female teacher in the middle school next door.

Unexpectedly, the proprietress actually called out Fang Qing's name directly, "She is a frequent customer in our store." "It seems that all the clues are indeed linked to each other, but they have not yet found the source that can pull a line in one go.

"Let me tell you, on the day Teacher Fang disappeared, he still ordered our takeout here." The proprietress was constantly busy, just like Mo Chen's chatter.