"I'll leave this to those wise and martial police comrades." Lu Zenghan pinched the cigarette in his hand and squinted at me, his eyes were full of ambition, "Anyway, when I encapsulate that piece of land, they will catch as much as they like." ”

What land does he want? Could it be that this is the reason why he has not taken action against the murderer for a long time? I looked at Lu Zenghan with some concern: "Zeng Han, you have to be measured." ”

"Don't worry." Lu Zenghan patted my hand, looked at me deeply, and then smiled, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Not yet, what about you?" I asked him.

"Not really. Auntie has something to ask for leave and go home, why don't we go out to eat? He proposed.

"Forget it, I don't have much appetite. I'll make you noodles at home, right? "I've been fighting wits with Lin Hua for a long time today, and I'm really tired.

"What side? It can't be instant noodles, right? He laughed, "I don't believe you can cook." ”

"Isn't it a small man?" I pouted and walked to the kitchen, nothing else, what's so difficult about cooking somen noodles. I took the noodles and eggs out of the fridge and put my apron around my neck.

Lu Zenghan leaned at the door of the kitchen and said with a smile: "I've seen it, except for these eggs, there is not even a single vegetable leaf, what noodles can you make?" ”

I pushed him out of the kitchen with a smile: "You just wait in the living room, less annoying." ”

"Wait." Lu Zenghan smiled and stood up, stretched out his hands and hugged me into his arms.

What does this do suddenly? I blushed a little unexpectedly and muttered in a low voice, "What are you doing, you haven't eaten yet." ”

Lu Zenghan sneered: "What do you think I'm going to do, I'll help you tie the apron." After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the strap of the apron from my back and tied it twice, "Go ahead." ”

This person is really disturbing and pure, every time he is like this, he is at a loss to provoke others, and he looks like he is out of the way. I glared at him sullenly, and suddenly my eyes darkened, and his warm lips were on my cheeks, and the sudden kiss made me a little flustered, and I pushed him away, and turned to go to the kitchen with a red face.

A cut of shallots, two eggs, and a handful of dried noodles are enough to make a bowl of noodles with both color and flavor. When I was a child, I couldn't cook with my sister, and I didn't have much money, so I couldn't afford other ingredients, so my sister invented this kind of egg noodles, adding water to the pot with oil and green onions, adding some soy sauce after boiling, opening the eggs in a bowl, turning down the fire, putting the eggs in, and the eggs became egg flowers, making soup with soy sauce and green onions, and pouring them on the boiled noodles, although they were lighter, but the taste of green onions and eggs was particularly good.

It didn't take me ten minutes to get the egg noodles out.

When Lu Zenghan saw the noodles, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his expression was strangely shaken and depressed. I put the noodles on the table and was a little surprised by his reaction: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing." He came back to his senses, looked at me and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you to make a bowl of noodles so quickly." A bit of a surprise. ”

I pouted and went to the kitchen to bring another bowl. When I came out, I found him standing in front of the window, looking out in a daze. I walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "What do you see without eating?" "Homeopathic also looked outside, nothing special, but there are a lot of people going home in the community, and there are a lot of people walking dogs.

"I'm breathable. Let's go, let's eat. His expression was strange, pretending to be relaxed, but his eyebrows and eyes were heavy.

I sat down at the table with him, and he was still looking at the noodles in a daze, picking up the chopsticks in his hand and picking the noodles, but not putting them in his mouth.

"Don't you have an appetite?" I looked at him with concern and persuaded him, "Don't look at this inconspicuous side, but it's really delicious." You usually eat seafood and abalone, and occasionally eat this clear soup egg noodles, which is also quite nourishing. ”

"Okay." Lu Zenghan smiled faintly, and finally started to eat noodles, and ate them all in a few clicks.

I was also happy to see him eat sweetly, and I took his empty bowl away: "It's delicious." As I said earlier, this side looks inconspicuous and delicious. This is my sister's exclusive invention. I'll serve you another bowl. ”

Lu Zenghan pressed my hand, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a strange and stagnant expression: "Okay, don't eat it." Eaten. ”

"Can such a small bowl be full?" I bit my lip, "Do you still think it doesn't taste good?" ”

"No, I suddenly remembered that there was something else, so I'll go back first." Lu Zenghan rubbed my hair and squeezed out a smile.

Looking at his near-fleeing figure, I was a little dazed. I continued to sit down and finish the noodles, I don't know if it's because of the taste, but I think it tastes pretty good.

Lu Zenghan's suggestion is good, but how to implement it, I really don't have that brain. And the criminal police team has not made any breakthroughs in the past two days, but Lin Hua will contact me every few days and ask me if I will go to them. She is very good at talking, making people close without feeling abrupt and annoying, and I have the illusion that I am very close to her.

But now that the card has been issued, it is also a relaxation to go to her to do those detoxification and beauty projects. And I went again. Lin Hua wasn't there, but when I was almost done, I came back and chatted with me in the living room for a while, but the topic was brought to Xia Mengci's case, she looked at the painting of Qinghe in the living room and sighed: "Life is really impermanent, sometimes the people you are watching may suddenly disappear." Mengci has always had a lot of friends, but now that the party is less than her, it is really lonely. ”

"You know her well, don't you?" I asked tentatively.

"It's very familiar, and I used to make appointments to eat and go shopping together. But since Bai Sitong got to know her better, I rarely joined them. Lin Hua replied, and then asked me rhetorically, "By the way, how is Sister Mengci's case?" ”

She asked without moving, but I was immediately alert, and said with a slight smile: "How can I be clear." It should be soon. ”

"I've heard that you often assist the police in solving cases as an expert." Lin Hua smiled, "So I ask you, but I don't know much, you are a psychological expert, how can you help?" ”

Did she hear? Where did she hear about it? I looked at her and said lightly: "Actually, I can't talk about assistance, it's just that sometimes I help to channel the psychology of the suspect and make them confess faster." Or help from a psychological point of view. ”

This Lin Hua, I didn't get the information with her, she wanted to set the information from me. Suddenly, I had an idea, and remembered what Lu Zenghan said to do it in reverse, and there was no evidence anyway, so it was better to scare her. I said to her, "But psychology is interesting, I'll go to the bathroom first and come back and talk to you." ”

Lin Hua was stunned for a moment and found a waiter to take me over. I secretly called Yang Yize in the bathroom, lowered my voice and said, "I'm here in Lin Hua, you come here." A bit of a clue. ”

When Yang Yize heard this, he immediately said, "Okay." ”

I came out of the bathroom, returned to the living room, and smiled at Lin Hua: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

Lin Hua handed me a milkshake and said, "This is homemade in our store, it's not bad." You taste, just finished detoxing, replenish some nutrients. ”

Her gentleness and thoughtfulness are really heartwarming, especially for someone like me who has always lacked love. I took a sip of the milkshake and lost my mind, and I didn't know where the plan I had just come up had gone.

Lin Hua smiled and said, "You just said that you came back and talked to me, where is psychology fun?" I'm a layman, but the last time you asked us to paint on Nanqi Island, I thought it was amazing, what can the painting say? ”

I came back to my senses, put the milkshake aside, looked at the painting across from me and said, "Painting is a magical thing." In art therapy, a thousand words are not as real as a painting. People's language is often affected by many factors, and it can't be true, but painting can't, and painting can express people's subconscious thoughts. ”

"Oh, really?" Lin Hua looked at me softly, with a hint of disbelief in her smile.

I decided to scare her and said, "Yes." For example, the painting you drew on Nanqi Island last time. ”

"Is there anything wrong with that painting?" Lin Hua's expression was slightly nervous, and he looked at me tightly.

"There's nothing wrong with that, but you're a little addicted to something. Of course, as for what kind of addiction, I don't quite understand. "I deliberately didn't break her cravings for drugs.

Lin Hua's face turned pale in an instant, the cup in her hand was swirled back and forth by her, and her hand was even trembling slightly: "Really?" It's quite godly. Do I really, like a crazy shopping lover, a crazy love of food, is this an addiction? She explained awkwardly, "By the way, I still like to play with mobile phones, and I am a mobile phone addict." ”

I smiled, "That's all counted." But your painting seems to show a deeper degree than that. Forget it, who doesn't have a hobby. Just like me, I'm addicted to other people's paintings, and I always like to figure out the hidden passwords in those paintings. ”

"Password?" Lin Hua looked at me in disbelief, "Is there a password in the painting?" ”

"Yes." I pointed to Qinghe's painting in the living room and said, "For example, this painting looks abstract, but each stroke has its own unique meaning. For example, the face is a depiction of a man, and the sea is a vent of psychological resentment, and anger and gentleness can coexist, indicating that the man can provide a channel to vent his anger, and the painting can be harmonious. The whole painting expresses a kind of trust and hope for the man, and if I guess correctly, this painting must not have been given to you by the artist. Rather, she gave it to a man, and that man gave it to you, or after a few hands. Am I right? I looked at Lin Hua expectantly.

Lin Hua's face was even paler than just now, her eyes showed a look of disbelief, she stood up nervously, walked to the painting and looked at it repeatedly for a long time, and finally looked incredulous. After a long time, she turned to look at me and said, "Psychology is amazing. After a pause, he confirmed to me, "Do you really see it in the painting?" ”