Chapter 115： Absolute habitual offender

Chapter 115 Absolute habitual offender

Chapter 118 Absolute habitual offender

In the kitchen, Zhu Butian has already had vegetables delivered.

Hu Dong is responsible for washing the vegetables, and Lan Xiaoli is responsible for cutting the meat.

The two of them didn’t talk much, but the brisk sound of the chopping board and the sound of running water gave people a very peaceful and relaxing feeling.

Lan Xiaoli was worried about going outside and glanced at the living room: "Hey, Yaoyao doesn't seem to be afraid of Bu Tian at all."

Hu Dong didn't even look back: "You don't even want to see whose niece is there. Yaoyao has been bold since she was a child, so this is my fault."

“You put your own face on everything.” Lan Xiaoli rolled her eyes at his back: “Butian was very kind when he was a child, and Yaoyao is my sister, so I believe he has a sense of propriety.”

Hu Dong hummed. Lan Xiaoli didn't understand what he meant. She lowered her head and continued cutting the meat without saying anything.

In the living room, the aura around Zhu Butian was much more dangerous than before: "Who do you think has that ability? You?"

"I didn't say that. Besides, I'm obviously not worthy of you, so it's even more impossible." Zhu Butian was not her type.

She likes men, like Hu Xiangnan, who have a good figure and muscles, and more importantly, make her want to tease him all the time.

Facing Zhu Butian, she had no such mood.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Zhu Butian felt like vomiting blood after listening to her words.

He, Zhu Butian, has been working with the boss of Feng'an County for many years, and no one has ever spoken to him like this. This little girl is very courageous.

"Afraid." Jin Yao said indifferently: "So what if I'm afraid, if I don't like it, I just don't like it."

“You.” Zhu Butian sighed: “I can’t have a good chat. You have to know how many women want my bed.”

“It’s your pleasure.”

Zhu Butian: “…”

“Forget it, you are still a child, I don’t care about you.”

Jin Yao curled her lips and smiled slightly, and the two stopped talking.

"Let's eat. I made a few side dishes at random. They are all Butian's favorite dishes when she was a child." Lan Xiaoli came out of the kitchen carrying the dishes: "Butian, try it and see how it tastes."

The dishes are simple and are home-cooked by rural people.

Stir-fried pork with chopped pepper, stuffed tofu, leek and eggplant, stir-fried pork liver, and a fish head soup.

 Lan Xiaoli remembered that Butian liked these dishes the most when she was a child, so she made some based on her memory.

"I didn't expect that Lan Xiaoli's cooking skills are not bad. Yaoyao, we are also in luck." Hu Dong came out with the soup.

Zhu Butian looked at the dishes arranged on the table, his face was a little ugly, and the veins on the hand holding the chopsticks were protruding.

"Butian...what's wrong with you?" Lan Xiaoli looked at him like this and took a step back in fright.

Perhaps she remembered wrongly. These dishes were not his favorite.

“Is it not to your liking? I’ll take it back and make it again.”

Oh my God, even though he is a child, she has never seen him like this before. It’s so scary.

"No need." After a while, Zhu Butian's anger gradually subsided: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

He put some food in a small bowl and entered the room and placed it on an altar table. There was a picture above the altar table. The woman in it had a smile as bright as flowers and water.

“Mom, eat.” Zhu Butian put down the food and came out.

Jin Yao looked at him, then at the dishes on the table, and was sure of one thing. It seemed that Zhu Butian's darkening was related to what he was pretending to be.

Sister Lan’s cooking is good and the dishes are delicious.

Zhu Butian also ate a lot, maybe four or five bowls.

At the end of the meal, there was not even a mouthful of soup left from the few dishes on the table.

After dinner, Zhu Butian had people take them back three times. He sat alone in the living room in a daze, and the thing that lingered in his mind was his mother's miserable screams before she died.   …

"This is a minor issue. Let's have less contact with each other in the future. If the other party is unhappy and takes action against us, it will be difficult."

“Don’t say you’re scared, his hands holding the chopsticks were blue just now, and my heart jumped into my throat. I thought he was going to drive us away.” Lan Xiaoli was scared just thinking about it.

"No." Hu Dong nodded: "Yao Yao, if you see such a person in the future, you must take a detour."

"Um."

"Xiang Nan is still at the Public Security Bureau. It's so late, what should we do?" Lan Xiaoli looked at the night, fearing that it was one or two in the morning.

“Go back to bed first, and we’ll talk about it tomorrow.” Jin Yao acted as if nothing was wrong.

"I'll take you back." Hu Dong was worried that Lan Xiaoli would go back alone and wanted to see her off.

“You and Yaoyao can send her off together so that you can have a companion when you come back.” It was so late and after what happened at night, it was really scary for her to walk alone at night.

…

An office in Feng'an County.

Zhan Longyue punched Hu Xiangnan and joked: "I said boss, okay, you came to such a quiet place without making a sound. But I heard that your undercover status was People found out that those criminals threw you here."

They used to be comrades in arms. After retiring from the army, the four of them still wanted to fight against the bad guys. They were so smooth-talking that they always called each other the boss.

Hu Xiangnan: “…”

"Looking at your body, there is nothing wrong with it. It seems that those criminals didn't do anything to you? Who was that girl tonight?"

There was too much exaggeration between questions. Hu Xiangnan frowned and chose not to answer.

"Xi Xiangnan, what's the matter with you? I've been talking nonsense with you for a long time, but you didn't even give me a look. I came all the way here for who? Who do you think it was for?" If it weren't for confirming that he was Life or death, what is he doing in such a small county?

Hu Xiangnan worked hard to digest his words and made sure that he could not remember anything. He looked at the other party with a puzzled face: "Who are you? Do you really know me?"

I wipe.

Zhan Long took a step back in fright.

He reached out and touched Hu Xiangnan's forehead: "You don't have a fever. You don't even recognize me anymore."

Touched his face to make sure he was still the same handsome and unrestrained self, and felt reassured: "Don't scare me, my appearance hasn't changed, you don't recognize me."

Thinking of something, he glanced outside mysteriously: "Don't worry, it's very safe here and your identity will not be exposed."

Hu Xiangnan still shook his head: "I have been injured here. Except that my brain is not stupid, my skills are still there, and I have forgotten everything I need to remember."

I rub it, oh my god.

Zhan Longyue looked at Hu Xiangnan as if he were a monster: "No way, amnesia? It's an old joke. Boss, we have played this joke once before, let's forget it this time."

Hu Xiangnan said nothing.

Zhan Longyue did not believe in evil and pointed at himself again: "Look again, who am I?"

"No effect."

Zhan Longyue's mood suddenly dropped: "It's over, it's over, I really lost my memory this time."

Thinking of something, he took out the handcuffs from his pocket and cuffed him. He picked him up and walked out: "It's just that he has lost his memory. It's not a big deal. Let's go home and let's fix his brain."

"Young Master Zhan, how are you talking about? Have you explained everything?" Captain Bai saw the door open and went up to greet him.

"This man's identity is not simple. He is a habitual criminal, an absolute habitual criminal. Prepare a police car and **** him back to Kyoto. I want to send him to Interpol."

Captain Bai’s standard military salute: “Yes.”

Hu Xiangnan stared at Zhan Longyue with dagger-like eyes: "I won't leave."

"It's not up to you." Zhan Longyue grabbed his back and whispered in his ear: "Xiang Nan, a lot of things happened in Kyoto. You can't keep losing your memory."

(End of this chapter)