In the office, Zhang Luo sat on the sofa with a pile of files in his arms. He read a few files and said to the man opposite: "Are there already so many victims of this supernatural incident?"
"Yes, we have been paying attention to this incident for many days, but there have been no clues. Although that person is the best person to solve the problem, it is the task of our administration to find the problem. This is the agreement between Commissioner Qiao and us.
"The middle-aged man was sitting on the chair, processing documents while saying, just like a bear doing embroidery.
"So, Ishihara-san, can I take on this mission? I'm afraid of offending your little self-esteem. You might want to yell at me to kill me." Zhang Luo didn't sit upright, even without taking off his shoes.
Putting his legs on the clean sofa, the vice-captain's eyelids jumped.
"It would be best if you could take over this hot potato," the big man Ishihara shook his head: "But, I say, you don't need to act like a middle-aged boy who doesn't accept anyone from labor or management every time you come into our place."
,are not you tired?"
"Where is it? This is a manifestation of my true temperament. People here are nice to talk to. Coming here feels like going back home." Zhang Luo bared his teeth and said with a smile.
"Don't think that because I'm from the San tribe, I don't know what you're doing, brat!" Ishihara said with a headache, "Do you know how difficult it is to clean a stained sofa!"
"Ah! Hey hey hey..." He stuck out his tongue and scratched his head in a cute primary school voice, "Simi Masai!"
"Don't be malicious and act cute! It's too silly!" Ishihara couldn't help but stand up, veins twitching on his forehead, and finally sat down, "Really, every time I come here, I have to subvert my understanding of the bottom line of human beings."
"Hey! Don't drop the topic. It's also working time. Don't chat casually. Civil servants are really procrastinating." Zhang Luo knocked on the coffee table.
"You brat, whose fault do you think it is?" Ishihara was furious when he looked at the guy who turned his head and picked his nose, but in the end he endured it. "These people all have very distinctive characteristics: they are all young
The man lived alone, and the time of death according to forensic examination was more than three days."
"But we didn't find anything related to supernatural events from their residence, living environment and interpersonal interactions."
"Boy, what do you think?" Ishihara looked at him and asked.
Zhang Luo didn't say anything, he just said: "I want to go to the deceased's room and have a look. It's best to stay one night."
"I'll tell you, when do you decide to go?" He was a little curious about how this guy would find the real murderer.
"Tonight." After saying that, he stood up and waved to leave, "Goodbye then."
"By the way, we have already reported this case. There is a special correspondent from the imperial capital. If you can't complete it, there is a high probability that he will take over." Ishihara reminded him while looking at his back.
He paused, said "Tsk.", seemed to be smiling softly, closed the door and left.
It was already past ten o'clock when we arrived at the door of our house.
Zhang Luo opened the door and called out while changing his shoes: "Qiuye, Susu, are you there?"
"お帰りなさい (Welcome back.)" A pretty maid appeared in front of him.
Zhang Luo suddenly felt his eyes light up, and at the same time he was a little confused: "Su Su, why are you wearing a maid outfit? Aren't you very annoying?"
That's right, right in front of you
The little maid is not Li Qiuye, but Bai Su. To be honest, this dress is not suitable for work. It is purely for sex. It is very beautiful and even has a bit of "H".
The black and white skirt, lace, or the cool type of short skirt and short sleeves.
The girl had smooth double ponytails, and her pretty little face looked beautiful and cute under the white katyusha headdress. She wore a pink bow tie around her neck. She also put on knee-high white stockings, and the girl's shy figure
Zhang Luo was stunned for a moment by unfolding the hem of her skirt to display it deliberately.
His eyes swept over the fair thighs under the girl's skirt, and his eyes couldn't help but explore the deep sea of stars under the skirt, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.
Noticing his gaze, the girl said with shame and anger: "Brother Luo, you really like maids? It was the same last time, when you went to that kind of shop."
"Ahem!" Zhang Luo felt a little guilty and explained, "The address was decided by Shimazu-san's father, and I admit that uniforms have a special charm for boys. I am very interested in sailor uniforms and so on.
It’s also very cute. Of course, Su Su is wearing very nice and cute clothes today, she looks like a quirky little fairy.”
"Weren't you cute before?" the pretty little maid asked.
"That's not true, it's just that today's Su Su gives people a refreshing feeling, as if she has subverted her past style. Well, before, she was like a docile and reserved sister who couldn't help but want to bully. Now I feel, oh, it turns out this girl is still
With such a charming side, I want to bully you even more." Zhang Luo joked.
"What? Brother Luo, you will bully me, huh!" The girl stamped her feet and pretended to be angry. In fact, the joy and pride on her eyebrows could not be concealed.
Zhang Luo's praise is skillful. Generally, teenage children are eager to treat them as adults. Just like boys learn from their parents to smoke, most girls also yearn for maturity. The word Fengqing means that Zhang Luo recognizes Bai Su.
When they grow up, girls can become women and lovers.
Although Su Su may not have expected so much, girls are sensitive inside, she can feel this meaning and be happy about it.
"お帰りなさいませ,ごMaster様." For some reason, Kirishima Eitsuki, who had changed her name to Li Qiuye, couldn't help but repeat it, but added a title.
I feel a little ashamed.
Qiuye's face seemed to be heating up. She felt that she was crazy. She actually expected a young man who could be her son. Moreover, she actually spoke such strange lines calmly.
Facing Li Qiuye, Zhang Luo became much more calm, and walked around her in admiration: "As expected, Qiuye-san, whether you are a witch or a maid. I will order a few more pieces right away, it's perfect.
.By the way, will this costume cause any discomfort?"
Compared with Susu's one, this one is a bit conservative. Maybe this is the difference between young girls and adult women. The hem of Akiye-san's maid uniform is longer, only the tops of the feet can be seen, and the white apron in the front is also practical.
Sexy. She doesn't have many decorations, with a ruffled apron, a bow on the back, and a ribbon, which is closer to the original Western maid outfit. But she looks extra elegant and restrained sexy.
Qiuye's face is more mature, with the unique charm of women of this age group, but she has probably never been in love, and still has the immaturity of her teenage years, giving people a very special feeling, as if she was young.
The light froze on her body. Moreover, her slim figure was also highlighted. After all, it was something from an anime store, which perfectly supported the beautiful figure of Maid-san.
Those plump, ripe breasts and slender waist are particularly perfect.
"Sister Qiuye has such a good figure. I really hope I will have such a figure in the future." Bai Su said with envy.
Suddenly Zhang Luo shook his head regretfully: "What a pity."
Li Qiuye's expression was stagnant, a little frustrated, and he said indifferently: "What's wrong, doesn't it look good?"
Zhang Luo shook his head and felt even more regretful: "No, I said Qiuye, you are very suitable for this. It's just a pity that you are 20 years older than me, otherwise I will chase you to the end of the world. You look so young, what the hell are you doing?"
How old are you?"
"Brother Luo is so cunning!" The girl turned her head and became angry again for some reason. As expected, a woman's face is like the sky in June, changing at will.
"Pfft!" The San woman who was still angry just now was amused. Although she knew that this was a way of expressing desire before suppressing it, she still couldn't help but puff up her plump breasts and said with a smile, "Zhang Luosang, female
Age is a secret, and asking like this is not the behavior of a gentleman."
"Obviously I was calling the master just now." Zhang Luo also joked, "Okay, Su Su, help me pick vegetables if you have time. I want to show off my cooking skills. Well, but after all, I am obviously the master.
Yes, why do you need to cook and take care of two little maids yourself?"
Zhang Luo's expression seemed a little puzzled. In fact, it could be seen that he was joking. The three of them rushed into the kitchen together. His kitchen was not big, but it was not too small either. The three of them could barely move around, but physical contact was unavoidable.
"Brother Luo, you ran away while shopping with a girl. This is your punishment!" the little maid Susu took out the fresh vegetables from the refrigerator and spoke plausibly.
Mentioning this, Zhang Luo looked a little embarrassed: "Forget it, why am I a boy?"
Then he said to the maid Qiuye with a serious face: "Qiuye Sang, watch out, I'm going to teach you the essence of Bifan's cooking skills. This is a secret that I don't teach, but I have a destiny with you, so today
The teaching is with you..."
Bai Su couldn't help but complain: "Brother Luo, you don't tell the secret because you can't tell it."
"Hmph!" Zhang Luo raised his head arrogantly, "I won't argue with you, just keep an eye on it!"
Although Zhang Luo has only been here for a few weeks and his body has no "body memory" of working, he has been cooking by himself these days and is no longer so handy.
Although the knife movement is not fast, it is much better than the novice who is afraid of cutting his hand.
Today, in addition to his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, green vegetable, tofu, and black fish soup, there are also water spinach that Bai Su loves to eat, and cilantro that Qiuye loves. To be honest, Zhang Luo is a little speechless about cilantro stir-fry, and he himself is not interested in cilantro.
But Qiuye likes it. Anyway, it is a universal dish and the taste is not bad.
He also fried some chicken breasts, which tasted pretty good too.
Finally, a table of dishes with delicious flavor and color was ready.
Two greedy cats inevitably ate some of them, which made Zhang Luo shake his head.
At the same time, Qiuye, who was in charge of the rice, turned on the quick-cooking rice cooker and took a look: "The rice is ready too!"
"Yo Xi!" Zhang Luo said in a strange Sang dialect, "Let's get started!"
He looked like a general who was about to win the battle.