Chapter XIV.

18:12.

Evening.God is black.

After the autopsy, Wu Biao left early, Murong Yuchuan and Mei Naiko finished Chen Mengyao's body, and also went out of the forensic room.After the laboratory happened to see Joe Kai in the finishing materials, he looked up at them politely smiled, Minaizi could not move, grinding and rubing the thought of waiting for Joe Kai.Murong Yuchuan was angry and left them alone.

Women are strange creatures.Their intelligence is inversely proportional to their emotions.When they are in good hands, they can become Wu Zetian, Hillary; when they like a person, their intelligence level drops to zero.So, don't talk to a woman about feelings, if she likes you, you talk and don't talk about her like, if she hates you, the more you talk about her, the more you talk about her, the more she hates.

Murong Yuchuan sat in the bus, pulled out his mobile phone and made a phone call to Lu Xiaotang.

This time someone picked it up.

“Um –” The microphone was powerless.

Murong Yuchuan wanted to ask, “Are you okay?”The words came out of your mouth and turned to "Thank God you're alive."

"You've been bothering me all afternoon, and you're going to die."

“Have you been drinking?”

“Why, strange?”Then came the sound of hibernation.

"I'm going to you now, more than we can drink, what do you think?"Murong Yuchuan said.

“Hang-huh...” The microphone laughed."You know, I'm not afraid of people, well, I'll wait for you."

Hanging up the phone, Murong Yuchuan smiled helplessly, and turned his head to look at the scene of the car and water malong outside the window.Now is the peak period for work.Everywhere traffic jams, loudspeakers everywhere, and standing on the side of the road than rowing quarrels.Life is like this, a few joys and worries.No matter how many people die, the world is always busy.

When the bus stopped near the Lu Xiaotang apartment, Murong Yuchuan remembered one thing, he did not get off, but continued to ride five stops.After getting off the bus, walk through a farmer’s market and walk into an old residential area.The building is old enough to get rid of scum.There is a smell in the hallway.The children who had left school tugged at their necks, ran madly, and vented their joy at school all day.

Such a place has a good name - cloves.

Murong Yuchuan stepped on the slimy stairs, went up to the third floor, and stopped in front of a yellow-painted iron door.Knocking on the door.

When the door was opened, a little boy in a U.S. Marine Corps camouflage uniform stood behind the door with a strange-shaped gun and opened a door to a bang on Murong Yuchuan.

The “thumping” came from the little boy’s mouth.

Murong Yuchuan pulled up the little boy's helmet, and the left and right hands held the boy's meat-like blushing gang at the same time, and grabbed them on both sides, feeling like a crayon.

The little boy saw the situation, "bumped" a shot at Murong Yuchuan, and turned around and ran.

A middle-of-the-road woman came out of the kitchen and smiled and said, “Rainchuan is coming.”My dad is watching TV in the house.”

Professor Chen Mingxuan is watching a large part of the United States.I saw Murong Yuchuan enter the house, waved his hand, and let him look along.The movie is nearing the end, and it is a flying car and a rocket launcher, interspersed with sexy screams of women.The whole screen is on fire.Although the rhythm is very intense, Murong Yuchuan did not see the beginning, and did not know what was talking about.Good people fight the bad guys anyway, the eternal theme.

“Have you read all the material I gave you?”The old man stared at the TV and asked.

“Quickly.”

"I'll be in class in a few days."