Chapter 303

"It's ugly to die." cicada dust squatted and said.

The afternoon sun shone into the front hall, like a golden flag on the body of baiprison. His body was wrapped in a body bag, revealing only his head, but it was scary enough: half of it was a face of normal flesh and blood, and the other half was a head corroded into gray bones. The terrible contrast between life and death stimulated the eyes of all witnesses.

Even the officers of the statistics department looked away after their first curiosity, as if they were afraid to jump up and kiss them.

Only the cicada dust also opened the body bag, looked at the body that almost turned into water in the prison, and said, "when I met him a few days ago, I felt he was full of worries. I thought he was in trouble. As a result, don't you see that this person is gone? So everything should be good, maybe it will come true?"

Suddenly, someone commented: "this joke is not funny, and people think it's very impolite for you to joke about the dead."

"You cat Hugger, do you know what a joke is?" cicada Chenchen scolded, "do you know that the most important thing of a joke is being quick and timely? You're so powerful. Let's liven up the atmosphere!"

Standing behind the cicada dust and holding the cat, the woman of the Statistics Department said, "Inspector, you moved too much just now. It seems that you touched the corpse water."

"Wipe? Wipe!?" the cicada dust jumped back like a frightened cat and shook out his handkerchief to wipe left and right. It was not until he heard the faint laughter of others that he suddenly realized that he had been fooled.

"Is that funny?"

The agents were silent. The woman holding the cat came to the cicada dust, cut off his "destructive sight" of the agents, and ordered: "you go and investigate the surroundings and find out the assassin's invasion route."

"Yes!"

When all the officers left the lobby, they looked at the woman holding the cat with cicada dust and a gloomy face: "the night is white. Don't think you can be disrespectful to me with the support of the director... Why are you squatting down?"

"Didn't you say you couldn't be disrespectful to you? I think it's impolite to ask the inspector to look up at me, so I obviously should squat down so that the inspector won't get tired of your neck."

According to the night's white blink, the fat orange cat in her arms also gave a proper meow, which seemed to agree.

"OK, OK." title cicada Chen smiled angrily: "I can't help you for the time being. I don't care whether the Director sends you to monitor me or restrict me, but you'd better pray that you can always be sheltered by the director, otherwise -"

"Secretary Xie just sent me to help the cicada walk," Zhao Yebai shrugged. "There is no surveillance or restraint. I just came to help you. If you let me hold the cat, I will hold the cat. What else do you want me to do? Fat, what do you think he wants?"

Zhao Yebai patted fat orange's ass. fat orange immediately straightened her tail and narrowed her eyes to show a pleasant smile.

"Really?" the cicada dust sneered, "I don't believe it."

After he failed to frame Qin Yueyin, Chan Chenchen also paid a high price - he thought it was a punishment for the attempted frame, and if the frame was successful, it might be a reward - in addition to banning any more attacks on Li Wei, the director general also sent him a deputy.

After all, cicada Chenchen almost has to rely on the strength of the Department of statistics to make things happen. With his deputy as a clamp, if cicada Chenchen still wants to frame others, his deputy can directly let him "stop the frame" instead of going to such a humiliating situation as "attempted frame up".

The attitude of cicada Chenchen is also very direct. He never gives any work to daybai. He only asks her to hold the cat. Just as the fat orange is getting bigger and bigger, he can't hold it.

Want to decentralize? Want to spy on me? no way!

With regard to the cicada dust, which was like a bear child's attitude, zhaoyebai had no temper and asked, "do I want to go out and let you be alone with the dead?"

"Why?"

"I think you have something to say to your friend. Being an outsider here may affect your emotional catharsis..."

"Friend?" the cicada dust picked his eyebrow and sneered, "there are still friends between our four guards?"

Zhaoyebai didn't argue with him about the definition of a friend and said, "but you always don't care about the dead at all. You don't even look at it, but you looked at the body for a long time..."

"How long have you known me, how dare you say you know me, guess me and judge me?!" cicada Chenchen mocked: "do you think you can know what I'm thinking? Because your hair is long? Because you are tall?"

"I've known you for 15 days. The working time is 10 hours, that's 150 hours. During that time, I had lunch eight times. In my experience, having so much time together should be enough to become friends..."

"Your experience? Your experience with your best friend? Your experience with your classmates?" cicada Chenchen said coldly, "I'm the boss and you're the subordinate. Distinguish me between the superior and the inferior. Don't talk back, okay?"

"Yes, inspector." zhaoyebai said cleverly, "Inspector, why do you look at this body for so long? Is it because he is shorter than you at last?"

The cicada dust took a breath and pressed his right hand with his left hand.

According to the white face of the night, he naively said this kind of heart killing words, which simply made his internal organs burn. In recent years, few people have dared to humiliate him with such exquisite words - he can't wait to have height surgery on Yebai right away, so that she can talk to him head-on without squatting down in the future!

Bear it!

He took a few deep breaths to calm his mood, turned his head to worship the prison, and suddenly sneered, "what you said is also good."

"Ah?"

"He once suggested to me that I wear stilts to increase my height. I thought he was running on me and had a fight with him. Later, he suggested several leather shoe stores for me, and I realized that he was following the business line."

"Business line?"

"Once a popular route... Most people in the four guards are actual combat routes. They wear corresponding masks and use the fastest and most ruthless means to get results when they need to complete any tasks. However, more than a decade ago, the four guards popularized the strategy of 'managing identity', doing good deeds, making friends, weaving networks and exchanging information with each other..."

"Doesn't that sound good?"

"Because everyone found that it was easy to kill people," cicada Chenchen stared at zhaoyebai unkindly. "Direct coercion and inducement can torture intelligence. Why wronged yourself to please those annoying people?"

"Inspector, don't say that," Zhao Yebai shook his head. "I didn't wrong myself."

Holding cicada dust, hold the left wrist with the right hand and the right wrist with the left hand.

Bear it!

Zhao Yebai asked, "so, Mr. prison worship is the walking of the business line? Speaking, I seem to have heard that Mr. prison worship of the Royal College is an old teacher with both virtue and art..."

"It's true, but he hasn't made any achievements in recent years, and Li Wei has this pattern..." the cicada dust snorted: "that's why he died so ugly."

"Doesn't the two sound causal?"

"When he wanted to follow the line of good people, he had already indulged in the good fantasy, lost his vigilance, lost his wildness, lost his killing intention and lost everything... Hum, it's a pity that there are too few such people. If there were more such people in the court, our statistics department would have taken over the court long ago."

After thinking about it, Zhao Yebai said, "so inspector, do you feel a little sorry for Mr. Bai's death, but you're embarrassed to say it, so you ridicule his kindness?"

Cicada Chenchen stared and wanted to say something, but he felt that it was useless to say it, so he still didn't say it.

"Two."

A voice came from the door. They saw a young man in a black cross and white coat hugging his fist and saying, "master Qin and master Shi are waiting for you."

"Lead the way." the cicada dust raised his head and said, "who are you?"

"He is my brother. My name is Qin Yueyang."

"Hum, you are more polite than him."

"Brother is also very polite." Qin Yueyang smiled politely.

Politeness? Oh.

The prison worship died miserably this time. Qin Leyin was also seriously injured. Chan Chenchen had already figured out how to humiliate Qin Leyin.

Yes, he is not allowed to fight against Qin Leyin, but if Qin Leyin hits him first, he has a reason to fight back, right? At that time, it's reasonable to fight back and "accidentally" break Qin Yueyin's five limbs, isn't it?

The party came to the rear main hall. As soon as they entered the door with cicada dust, they saw Qin Leyin wrapped in bandages lying lazily on the bench and waving to him:

"Hey, Li Nu, I haven't seen you for more than half a month. Come and let my brother touch his head to see if he grows tall."

Cicada dust only felt a stream of hot blood rush to the forehead, hard, fist hard again!

I can't bear it anymore!