The evening rush hour had passed long ago, and the journey was smooth. We arrived at Lianbei New Town just after nine o'clock.
The three of them entered the elevator, and Lu Wuchuan pressed the fifteen and eighteen buttons respectively.
Yan Linfei approached Duanmo and said, "Sister, which house do you live in?"
"1503."
"I live in 1806, and I will come to my brother's place often from now on!"
Duanmo smiled noncommittally.
Yan Linfei wanted to say something more, but when he received Lu Wuchuan's warning look, he shut up angrily.
When the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, he said goodbye and left. When the door closed again, he finally couldn't help but ask: "What does this little girl do at your place?"
"The criminal police team, of course the criminal police." Lu Wuchuan gave him a look that looked like a fool.
"Can someone like her be a detective?" The elevator stopped, and Yan Linfei clicked his tongue as he walked, "When she encounters bad guys, can she beat them, or can she run faster?"
Lu Wuchuan touched his chin with one hand as if thinking: "I really don't know about this. If you are interested, you can try it out sometime."
Yan Linfei pressed the password and said, "Humph, don't you feel bad if I fight her?"
Lu Wuchuan turned on the light in the living room, looked at the man next to him up and down, and shook his head decisively.
"Just be tough." Yan Linfei curled his lips disdainfully: "Hey! Don't tell me that you are not interested in her."
After changing his slippers, he collapsed on the sofa and continued: "You came all the way to pick me up and take me home. You actually want to go to get off work with me, right?"
He forgot to bring money when he went out, so he called Lu Wuchuan, just to ask him to transfer some money and take a taxi home. Unexpectedly, this guy asked where he was and came to pick him up without saying a word, leaving him where he was.
I was stunned for a long time.
He didn't understand until he saw Duan Mo in the car. But he was even more surprised. There was a feeling that the thousand-year-old iron tree was about to bloom.
If he hadn't been in the stage of running away from home and it was inconvenient to contact other people, he would have wanted to tell the world immediately.
Lu Wuchuan neither admitted nor denied, sitting on the single sofa next to him, lowering his head and pressing the phone.
"Hey! I want to ask you something! Are you talking to your little girlfriend again?" Yan Linfei threw the slippers over and hit him on the ankle.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lu Wuchuan finally reacted and gave a warning look, "Otherwise... you know the consequences."
"Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything!" Yan Linfei quickly begged for mercy.
He knows very well what kind of virtue this guy has. If anyone makes him unhappy, then don't even think about living in peace, let alone that you have something to ask of him now.
It was only after Duanmo took a shower that he saw the message Lu Wuchuan sent half an hour ago.
LU: Let’s have wontons for breakfast tomorrow. If not, any sandwich, noodles, or bacon and omelette will do.
These options were mentioned by her last time, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious. She was convinced that she couldn't refuse.
Duan Mo thought for a while and replied: Nothing but noodles.
After more than ten minutes, the phone sent a notification tone.
LU: Your life is miserable.
LU: Then let’s eat noodles. I’m not picky about food.
It was as if he was generous and easy to support. He didn't have any rest for two weekends in a row. How could she have time to buy ingredients?
Little Tail: Boss, the noodles also need to be freshly rolled (poor) jpg.
LU: Hand-made noodles taste better than dried noodles, I feel so relieved (smile) jpg.
I'm sorry for you! Duanmo rolled his eyes at the phone, and seeing that his injury wasn't healed yet, he still replied with an OK expression.
At 7:20 the next morning, Lu Wuchuan rang the doorbell of 1503 on time.
"Go and do your work, don't worry about me." As soon as the door opened, he came in, first put his gray men's slippers on the ground, changed his shoes generously, and then sat down at the dining table, as naturally as if he were at home.
Duanmo chuckled: "You are quite easy-going, old man."
A few minutes later, two bowls of noodles were served, and bursts of aroma hit your nose.
The noodles are uniform in thickness, with oily glazes floating on the light sauce-colored noodle soup, and garnished with emerald green chopped green onions and dried shrimps.
Lu Wuchuan finished the bowl of noodles, not even the soup was left, and later commented: "The texture is chewy, the noodles are rich in aroma, the soup is clear and fresh, light and refreshing. If you add a candied egg, it will be even more perfect."
Already."
It's natural to be happy if someone likes the food you make. But before Duan Mo could raise the corners of his mouth, they curved down as he said the next sentence.
"There are eggs, not only eggs, but also beef and mutton, fish, vegetables... everything is available."
"Then why not put green vegetables?" Lu Wuchuan asked.
Duanmo shrugged: "They are all in the supermarket, I don't have time to pick them up, boss!"
With that said, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks he had packed together and went to the kitchen.
In the past, the sharp-tongued man would definitely reply with a few words, but who knew that even after the dishes were washed, he didn't make any move.
After wiping his hands and walking out of the kitchen, he saw Lu Wuchuan still sitting at the dining table, with his elbows on the table and his head lowered. His long fingers were running through the screen of his mobile phone. His thin bangs hung down, blocking the expression on his face.
She had even thought about how to retaliate, but this person suddenly acted out of common sense, and even if she had thousands of words to say, she could only hold them in her stomach.
Seeing her coming out, Lu Wuchuan put away his phone: "Let's go."
…
The murderer of the missing dancer case was arrested, but there is still a lot of follow-up work. The bureau leader instructed the service headquarters to mobilize personnel to fully cooperate with the search for the body.
As soon as Lu Wuchuan arrived at the bureau, he went to the service headquarters, while Duan Mo and Jiang Muyang immersed themselves in sorting out the files.
Only Yan Yishuai drank tea with his legs crossed. The reason was that his old eyesight was dim and he was prone to making mistakes. This kind of rigorous work should be left to young people, and he would step in when necessary.
Duan Mo laughed it off, and Jiang Muyang joked a few words and went to work. So when the phone rang, the two of them didn't even raise their heads, since there was a handyman anyway.
Yan Yishuai still looked carefree when he picked up the phone receiver. After hearing what the other party said, his expression immediately became serious, and he sat upright even though he was half-bent.
After hanging up the phone, he said "Go to the technical department" and left the office at an extremely fast speed.
The remaining two people in the room looked at each other in confusion. Jiang Muyang shook his head and shrugged: "I don't know what's going on."
Duanmo kept typing his fingers on the keyboard and said, "Maybe there are some new clues."
"Liu Yue has already explained what he should explain, so what new clues can there be?" Jiang Muyang disagreed.
"Don't forget, Park Soon Ae is not one of them." Duan Mo stared at the computer screen to typeset, and after confirming that it was correct, he pressed the print button.
"What are you thinking about? How can such a good thing happen?" The previous case had just been solved, and there were clues about the next case. Jiang Muyang did not believe that such a lucky thing could happen.
"That's not necessarily true." Duanmo picked up the cup and drank water.