I looked over and two little nurses approached me.

The two of them were fighting with each other while holding the medicine tray. One nurse secretly rubbed another nurse's breasts, saying why did it suddenly get bigger?

I guess these two are best friends, and there's nothing wrong with them fighting like this, so why did Daji react like this?

Daji had been staring silently, and had made me do the same. The two little nurses noticed that our eyes were not good, and they restrained a lot, and quickly passed by us.

Daji still turned to look at their background, and I couldn't help but touch her arm and ask what was wrong?

Daji replied that it was okay and said nothing more.

We went downstairs together and hailed a taxi. I sent Daji home first, and then I went home on my own.

When I went to work the next day, I noticed that many of my colleagues had a strong smell of alcohol, and I thought about it, I had several meals yesterday. is also because the deputy bureau and Sister Fen are involved, and no one blames these colleagues who have a big taste of alcohol.

In addition, our police station also received a good news. The local TV station in Mozhou wants to give an interview to Sister Fen to report the legendary story of the goddess detective solving the corpse case.

Of course, Sister Fen actively prepared, and the TV station also asked her to prepare an interview first. Sister Fen threw this problem at me.

I'll tell you the truth, let me write a closing report or a revelation of the body, it's fine, but the interview script should be chewy and accurate, especially like a paper, and make a lot of technical terms.

My head was big for a while, and I held it all morning, and finally called Daji.

I want her to provide some forensic information to help me run the content of the manuscript.

Originally, Daji was very busy, especially in the post of forensic doctor, whether it was an autopsy or injury identification, how could she have so much time? Daji unexpectedly agreed, and a quarter of an hour later, she came to my office with the information.

Today, Daji wore a thin black sweater, which set off the two big dumplings on her chest with an unusually round shape. I was stunned.

Of course, she said it was my girlfriend last night, but I wouldn't be stupid, I could really mess around.

I looked away, so that the surging effort calmed down a little.

Daji sat next to me, and she helped me as I wrote.

After another hour like this, I found out that Sister Fen was really able to call me, and explained another job to me, saying that she had a friend surnamed Wang, who was going to leave by train in the afternoon, and asked me to drive an Audi car from the police station to the hotel to pick up people and send them to the station.

I don't have such a reaction, and my heart says Brother Wang? I'd like to be impressed.

Daji also heard the call between me and Sister Fen, put down the phone, and she also helped me calculate the time, saying that I would leave forty minutes earlier.

I'm afraid of traffic jams on the road, so I'm more ruthless than Daji, so I set off an hour earlier.

But it went all the way, and I finally sent him to the platform with me. I feel that this Brother Wang is not ordinary, not to mention a low-key brand, and he has a noble atmosphere.

He didn't like to talk, so I found a topic to talk about from time to time in order to prevent coldness.

When I watched the train enter the station, I was relieved, because the more I looked for topics, the less I was talking about, and finally I was running out of words.

Then the door of the sleeper car also opened, and some passengers walked down. I was just curious, and I glanced at the passengers who got off the bus from time to time.

In fact, there are not many people in this carriage. And suddenly, two more weirdos came out of it.

They were both wearing old trench coats, and their clothes were still covered in mud, and at first glance they looked dirty.

One of them was very good-looking, and a little strong, but it was very dark, as if he had been fished out of a pile of coal, and the other was so white that I wondered if he had just been dug out of a grave.

This white master is not young, it is estimated that he must be sixty or seventy years old, with a pair of triangular eyes, and he was born with a sad face.

I was shocked by them, and my heart said, how do you look like black and white?

Brother Wang also noticed these two people, but he was more to prevent contact with these two people and think they were dirty.

The two of them walked down slowly, and finally I noticed that after the black master passed by Brother Wang, he deliberately turned his head to look.

At this moment, his eyes were shining, as if Brother Wang was his prey.

I thought about whether to scold this black man for a few words, but I said that more is better than less, especially when Brother Wang didn't notice it, and I swallowed the words as soon as they came to my mouth.

After seeing the train leave, I called Sister Fen again, which meant that I had completed the task.

Sister Fen praised me a few words. During the time I was sent to the station, I had not smoked in front of Brother Wang, and then I became addicted to smoking, and I thought about smoking a cigarette on the platform before leaving.

But after a few puffs, Daji called.

She asked me if I was at the train station, and I answered. Daji also said that her relatives happened to come to Mozhou to play, and they took the bullet train, so let me stop by anyway and pick up her relatives back.

I thought to myself, why didn't she say it earlier, and there were few people on the platform at this time. I asked Daji, "What are the characteristics of her relatives?" ”

I didn't expect Daji to let me take care of so much, saying that her relatives knew me and would take the initiative to come to me.

Daji seemed to have something else to do, and hung up the phone after saying that. I couldn't do it, so I walked around the platform for a long time.

But apart from an uncle who collected garbage and told me not to litter my cigarette butts, there were no "relatives" looking for me.

I called Daji again, but Daji never answered. I said in my heart to go to his grandmother's, this little girl soaked me to play, right?

I didn't wait any longer, hurriedly left the platform and went to the parking lot.

I really didn't expect that there were two people squatting in front of the Audi car, that is, "black and white impermanence", and they were quite idle, smoking dry tobacco together.

With them in the way, I couldn't pick up the car.

I leaned over and told them to give way.

But both of them ignored me. I'm getting angry, and my heart says it won't be a professional touch, right?

I raised my voice again and told them to go away, and even I thought that if they didn't cooperate, I would call the station police.

This time, the two of them took action, and although they didn't reply anything, they both stood up and gave way to the left and right.

I quickly unlocked the car. With the sound of the Audi car, these two gentlemen actually drove the door into it without any scruples.

I couldn't believe it. The black men also took out their mobile phones.

His phone style is very old, and it belongs to the kind of Nokia buttons. He dialed the phone and beckoned me to pick it up.

I realized that there was something going on, and I suppressed my temper and looked at the display on his phone, which turned out to be Daji's mobile phone number.

I understand a little, and my heart says that these two people are relatives of Daji's family, right?

This time Daji answered the phone, and I checked with her. Daji cares about these two relatives very much, and tells me to take them back properly.

I saw that I had a personal relationship with her, and I agreed. And after driving, I turned on the heater, for fear that these two people would be frozen.

I thought I was doing it very thoughtfully, but the two of them didn't think about me and smoked dry cigarettes together in the car.

I was choked with smoke and couldn't say anything, and I didn't want to talk to them much.

In this way, until they reached the city, the white masters pinched the dry tobacco in their hands, said that it was hot, and took the initiative to take off their windbreakers.

The black masters also followed.

I could see their every move in the rearview mirror, and it was nothing to undress, but when I looked at the clothes they were wearing inside, my head suddenly buzzed.

I also braked hard and almost caused a rear-end collision with the car behind me.

The car behind honked hard, I couldn't take care of it, and I took out a defensive mind, and turned my head vigilantly to look at these two people.

They were wearing prison uniforms, especially the prison uniforms on the black masters, which had a lot of blood spots on them.

I didn't think about whether they were Daji's relatives for a while, and I wondered if these two people were fugitives.

The black master guessed what I was thinking, he smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so sensitive, we just came back from prison and haven't had time to change our clothes yet." ”

I couldn't figure out what he meant.

The black men were still frowning at the flute in the car behind, let me get up quickly. I also knew it wasn't a problem to stop like this all the time.

I was driving again and calling Daji.

I was on the phone, and it was inconvenient to ask this and that, so I asked Daji to say where I would send her relatives.

Daji said let me send it to her house.

I happily did so, I found that Daji was still going home early and waiting, and when the two of them got off the car, Daji also greeted the unit door, looking very happy, saying that the bath water was hot, and let them go back and have a good rest.

I stopped getting involved in her family's business, said hello, and went back to the police station alone. Sister Fen took away the keys to the Audi.

At four o'clock, a reporter came to interview Sister Fen, and we all watched secretly.

I don't know what others think, but what I care about is whether the interview script passes or not. But after reading the whole thing, I feel that I am quite strong, and this manuscript is very well written.

Sister Fen also praised me afterwards.

Then it was time to get off work, and I was thinking about buying something to eat and going to see the big mouth.

But Daji called and invited me to his house, especially to have some more drinks with those two relatives.

I was a little resistant, but I couldn't screw her. I took a taxi and went over.

I only know that Daji is proficient in playing with scalpels, but I didn't expect her knife skills to be good, and this time she made more than ten dishes.

She also introduced me and these two relatives, what are the black masters called Tiejun, and what are the white masters called, Daji didn't elaborate, only said that there is a nickname, called Bai Laoxi.

I really don't understand, Daji's surname is Su, and these two relatives have a surname of Tie and a surname of Bai, and they have nothing to do with her.

But I'm just accompanying the guests, and I also correct my mentality, what they talk about, I just interject and talk nonsense. When we ate, the TV was on.

Just when the three rounds of wine were over, a short trailer was broadcast on TV, saying that after the news broadcast next night, Mozhou TV would interview Li Xiaofen, a provincial criminal investigation expert, to restore the story inside and outside the case.

I watched this trailer very seriously, and I have to say that Sister Fen on TV is too vivid.

Tie Jun and Bai Laoxie also looked at it, but these two people's expressions were very strange, Tie Jun had a sneer on his face, and Bai Laoxi's face became more and more crying.

Tie Jun also suddenly asked me, "Circle, tell me, what do you think of Xiaofen?" ”

I listened to his tone, as if I was quite familiar with Sister Fen, especially when he said the name so slippery. I stared at him, and my heart was total, did they know each other?