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June 12, 2013, 2:43 a.m.

I rushed all the way, taking Kansai straight to home, it is estimated that the parking space in the community is full, so I threw the car directly on the side of the road outside, and then handed over the key to the community security guard, and asked them to help me move to the community before posting the ticket tomorrow morning - today I am completely registered on the property management side, everyone knows, I have never seen the security guard who collects the key, and people also know that the reminder reminds me to go to the property management office tomorrow morning to see how to deal with the red paint in the corridor.

"Got it, tell you people not to knock on the door in the morning, I'll wake up and come by myself."

After saying hello, I yawned and walked towards the unit, by the way, I glanced at the Kansai next to me, this guy looked satisfied, and he walked like a ghost entering the village, and I suddenly found that something was wrong: Isn't this girl's beach pants a little small when they start to wear, and their legs can't be opened, why is this going to be a big stride?

I asked my question curiously, and Kansai smiled very honestly, showing his white teeth and shyness: "The crotch is open." ”

"......," I scratched my head, "Ming'er will take you to buy some clothes." ”

When I met Kansai, I was in a hurry, and I went to the banquet and asked Tang Mu, and I didn't have time to think about how to deal with it, but now I have a rough bottom in my heart: this person is stupid, but his character is okay, and when he sees me being beaten, he can also take the initiative to come up and laugh at the monster, and I can't throw it on the street, so I think about letting him live today, and then ask him where his house is tomorrow, buy a ticket and give him some money, and send him back.

Uh, by the way, you have to bring him more dry food, don't starve people. This amount of food can be used for people to take food according to stacks, and it is impossible to get it at all without two or three hundred per meal......

In the gossip, we got on the elevator all the way to the door of the house. The red paint on the walls of the corridor was rubbed from the start of the fight, and the red stains were everywhere, plus a few colorful scarlet anthurium prints, which looked similar to the scene of a post-apocalyptic novel. As I opened the door, I thought to myself, this thing is clean enough, maybe it will have to be repainted, no, no, I have to go to the criminal investigation team tomorrow, no matter how I have to let those grandsons pay for it, can't I, the victim, be beaten and wipe their butts, right?

Open the door, press the switch, and the whole room will light up. Before I could take a step, a strange feeling came out of my heart:

Someone has been in the house!

Reality is different from fiction and movies, where to put it must be full of devastation, the living room is full of clothes, books, dishes and chopsticks, can be torn and smashed, anyway, people can feel at a glance that there is a group of monkeys in the house - I said buddy, screenwriter, you should also have a snack, this is stealing things, not smashing and robbing, even if you have to smash. That is also clothes thrown into the bedroom, bowls and pans thrown into the kitchen, spoiled things in the living room, isn't this brain pumping?

Nothing has changed in the home. Where things should be and where they are, but I always felt that something was wrong, and that was my gut feeling, something that you couldn't even justify for yourself, but was very sure. Just like some couples who have been married for many years, the husband steals someone outside. I packed up and went home, but my wife could still see through it at a glance.

Kansai didn't have the heart to get into the house from behind me, didn't change his shoes, walked towards the coffee table, picked up the pickles I threw away in the morning and clicked and chewed - hey. You say it's a memory! I went out and ate dumplings and lunch boxes, and I didn't forget these bags of pickles, did I?

Anyway, he has something in his stomach to put it at the bottom, and he can't die if he eats some pickles, so I don't care about it for the time being, so I went to the study and walked around. All the valuable and worthless things lined up on the shelves were there, no one had touched them, and the drawers were opened, and the watches and a small stack of money were still there, and it didn't look like people were rushing for these things.

I followed upstairs, and sure enough, the traces of the bedroom were obvious, not because the person who came didn't want to restore it, but because he couldn't restore it - the safe on the innermost bottom side of the wardrobe had been broken by someone, because there was no key, so it took too long to restore it after opening it, and the person who came probably didn't get it, just covered it up, and then closed the wardrobe door, hoping that I would notice it as late as possible.

Strangely, there was no cash or gold jewellery in the safe, and nothing was missing.

The whole thing was like somebody coming in and walking around, looking around very carefully and discreetly, and then walking straight away, similar to what I meant by waving my sleeves and not taking a cloud with me.

The appearance is so, but since this is the case, there must be content, and I instantly interpreted the meaning behind it: since this guy opened the safe, he must be running for something, not killing; But he didn't move anything at home, which means that this thing is on me—what else could it be besides the keel blade?

The first thing I thought of was naturally the people of the Chu family, I remember Chu Xiangnan said when she left, what cousin would she come to take over the matter at hand, although the speed of leaving in the morning and arriving at night was a little faster, but I really can't think of anyone else who would worry about this thing, it can't be the old ghost You who didn't die, the big ocean horse and the old man Heinrich, right?

Now that Lin Dazhuang and Di Shikun (Wang Dong and Guanxi) are here, they can't make any more moves!

I went downstairs again to check the doors and windows, and finally found some evidence on the living room terrace: a palm-long, thick, yellow hair, shining golden, similar to the fairy rope in Journey to Tema, which must have fallen by accident.

I immediately made up the image of the prisoner, not tall, with hair standing upright in the sky, wearing yellow and red clothes, with a forehead guard on his head, and a second-class young man holding a thumbs-up, with a smug face: This is my ninja... Ahem, I'm sorry, this is Naruto Uzumaki, theoretically the possibility of him coming to my house to pry the safe, right?

(Ryuzumaki: That's sure, it's not a doujin or a game, how do you ask me to get Naruto out for you?) ）

I took out my mobile phone and called Chu Xiangnan, wanting to ask her cousin what she meant, but when I turned it off, I didn't know if the card was thrown away or the number was changed, or it was on the plane, and I couldn't get in touch anyway.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't report it to the police, one of the reasons was that I couldn't figure out if this was someone from the Chu family, and if I was caught, the estimated family would have to blame me; On the other hand, if you can't get caught, then there's no need to report the crime, and I can't sleep for a long time when I come here, and in the end it's useless. Why should I call the police?

Of course, there is one of the most critical problems, I don't know if it is the relationship between taking medicine today, people are very sleepy and tired, only in the elevator on the eyelids and knock down the eyelids, and now it has been delayed for so long, I really can't bear it!

Sleep is bigger than the sky!

I'm on the third floor here. The living room and dining room on the first floor, the study and kitchen, the master bedroom on the second floor and two secondary bedrooms, the area is quite large, and I got some wood on the roof of the third floor to build a pavilion, and the rest of the place is empty - I saw that Kansai had finished eating the pickles, and was about to call him, but this guy rushed into the kitchen with a whoosh, followed by the sound of the faucet, mixed with the sound of gurgling water. It seems to be salty.

When Kansai came out with enough water, I took him upstairs and arranged for him to be next door, then took a clean towel from the cabinet and let him take a shower, and then went back to my room. After the gauze of the wound on my lower abdomen was lifted and re-applied with iodine, I fell asleep.

The night was fine, and when I woke up, it was past ten o'clock, and I sat in bed and thought about it. Let's start with a list of things to do today.

It's okay, but it's actually quite a lot when you think about it. The two most critical things are to go to the property management office to discuss how much it will cost, and then go to the criminal investigation team to find those grandsons to lose money; Then, I have to send the Kansai idea away, the hospital to change the dressing and gauze, and I have to look at yesterday's autopsy report...

If I'm free, I'll have to ask Uncle Dajiu about the Dragon Bone Blade again. Call and contact Chu Xiangnan again, and at the same time, I have to care about the result of the negotiation with Meng Tiantian when my subordinate Sun Hanxiang helps me go - things are one after another, if you really want to get it down, it may not be enough today!

Having made up my mind, I got out of bed yawning and scratched my head as I walked towards the bathroom. I was going to wash my face and brush my teeth and wipe my body by the way, but before I could walk in, there was a clapping outside the door, and at the same time, Kansai's big voice began to shout: "Brother Enron, Brother Enron, someone is looking for you outside." ”

"Who?" I turned to open the door, and as I went, I said, "Did he tell you who?" If it's the property manager, let him go back, say I'll go over, and if it's a friend, let him sit in the living room..."I opened the door and rubbed my face: "What's your name?" ”

Kansai shook his head, "I don't know what it's called, I just came in just now, and I heard that you were still sleeping and ran out, saying that I was buying you breakfast..." My glasses instantly glared at the boss, and my face was full of surprise: "It's quite beautiful and fashionable, that kind of woman?" ”

In my memory, there is only one person who can come and buy me breakfast, and that is Meng Tiantian, if An Yi comes, not to mention that he has the key, even if he forgets to knock on the door, then the breakfast must be in his hand - when I get up, my sister is clear, these things have already been calculated.

I didn't think that as soon as I said it was a woman, Kansai immediately stared at me with bigger glasses than me, and his mouth couldn't close: "Huh? That's a woman, huh? I don't even recognize it! ”

"Hey, you said you're too realistic, can't you tell the difference between men and women?" I patted him on the shoulder, although I was a little worried in my heart, but I still didn't show it, and pretended to give him a casual order: "Okay, you go down and stay, when she brings things back, you say, I'll wash and clean up on it, and I'll come down later, let her do whatever she wants... By the way, you can eat your own breakfast, so you don't have to wait for me. ”

Kansai immediately laughed, didn't say a word, turned around and went downstairs.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face to clean up, I was very worried, I didn't find a rut to slip away, but then I thought about it, she couldn't follow me with so many things today, even if I stayed for a while, forget it, just have a breakfast, it takes so much effort to pull ah, both come and be safe, two or three times after eating and going out?

I made up my mind, I called Chu Xiangnan on the bedroom balcony again, and sure enough, no one answered, and then I changed my clothes and came down from upstairs, and when I walked to the stairs, I saw a person sitting at the dinner table with Kansai, and Kansai stuffed buns in his mouth two by two, this guy couldn't see his face clearly with his back to me, and I only heard him running the train with his mouth full of suddenness:

“… So, the materials of this steamed bun shop must be the best in the whole street, think about it, can the taste be bad if the things are used well? No, I can't! You taste the skin, how elastic, and then taste the meat, how fresh! In addition to these two points, the master's craftsmanship is also good, I asked when I smoked with him last time, people used to learn noodles in Baoziwang, and then in Jiulongwang Dabao mixed stuffing, don't look at this shop is small, but the craftsmanship is real..."

I was stunned for a while: Who is this tuberculosis? Why am I so worried? (To be continued.) )