Seeing that I was indifferent, Xie Xin'an grabbed my hand and put it on the edge of her trousers: "Hurry up, put it on your body, it won't work."
Perhaps, I could understand this as a "command". I tried to move my eyes to other directions and pinched her trouser legs. As for what was inside, I pretended not to see it. It was white, straight and long.
What kind of style, pattern, and whether it is translucent? I pretended that I couldn't see it.
Maybe it was because of the custom-made trousers. In order to show the skill of the designer (to show off the body shape), the hoop was indeed very tight. It took a lot of effort to free me. In the process, I forcefully pushed Xie Xin'an to the end of the bed.
It was pulled over by about ten centimeters.
Finally finished, I hung the trousers on the hanger. Xie Xin'an hummed twice, turned over and lay on her side, with her back facing me. The curve of her back was somewhat similar to Fangyuan's, which can be regarded as a golden curve, because I didn't see it.
Wherever it comes out, it should be more bulging, and where it should be thinner, all parts should be in just the right shape.
I admired her silently for a few seconds, and finally reluctantly covered her with a quilt, quietly exited the bedroom, and left the door ajar.
In the office outside, in addition to the smell of alcohol, there is also a bit of sandalwood smell, which may be emitted from the solid wood furniture in the room. My grandfather is a carpenter, and I was influenced by him when I was a child. I also know a little about woodworking furniture, so I visually inspected this.
An office, just these solid wood furniture and decorations, without 500,000 yuan, would definitely not be affordable.
I don’t know if the money was provided by the funeral home or the underworld.
I was nervous for several hours. At this moment, the effect of alcohol, some backlash, and the sandalwood mixed with Xie Xin'an's body fragrance made me a little dizzy. I sat in Xie Xin'an's office chair, and she
There was actually a computer, but it wasn't turned on, and I didn't dare to turn it on, for fear of touching the secrets of the underworld. There was a pair of fluffy slippers under my feet. They were pink and already a bit old (things from the Yang Realm should have been bought by a certain treasure). Look.
Come, this is where Xie Xinan often stays.
I leaned on the back of the chair, but felt that my head was getting more and more dizzy. After a while, I fell asleep...
When I woke up again, nothing had changed around me. I thought it had only been half an hour, but when I looked at my watch, it was already past seven in the morning. I got up, stretched my waist, opened the curtains and looked down. This place was not
What a different world? It's on the third floor of a funeral home. Outside is the parking lot. My Cadillac is facing the window.
The comrades at the funeral home went to work early - because the farewell ceremony is usually held in the morning - people outside were coming in and out in twos and threes, some of them were my colleagues and some were family members of the deceased. I opened the window and alerted the two colleagues below.
Two little girls from the logistics department (selling flowers, wreaths, elegiac couplets and the like) looked at me in surprise. One of them recognized me and looked up and asked, "Wu Mian, why did you go to the third floor?"
"Uh..." I was thinking about how to answer. Suddenly, a cold hand put on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a sleepy Xie Xin'an. Her hair was messy. She didn't mind the cold either.
Wearing such a small sling, it hooked around my neck, scratched my head, and looked down with me.
"Oh!!!!" the two girls downstairs understood instantly and entered the office building laughing.
"Uncle, my innocence has been ruined by you!" I smiled helplessly, but in fact I was still happy in my heart, because even if Xie Xin'an had just woken up and was a waste of life, her appearance could kill all living beings in an instant, so I formed a CP with her.
Being misunderstood, I feel a sense of accomplishment.
Xie Xin'an smiled nonchalantly, let me go, looked up and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"
"I fell asleep at your desk." I told the truth.
"Ah!" Xie Xin'an was shocked, "You didn't open my computer!"
"...No, what's wrong?"
"That's good, that's good!" Xie Xin'an patted her chest, her face turned red. It seems that my guess was right. There must be many secrets in the computer, but they may not be related to her work.
"Thank you for taking care of me last night," Xie Xin'an regained her composure and coolness, "To express my gratitude, I would like to treat you to morning tea."
I was about to decline when Xie Xin'an made a "don't say no" gesture and turned back to the bedroom to change clothes.
Three minutes later, the two of them went downstairs to the parking lot. I was about to take out the keys to the Cadillac, but Xie Xin'an waved her hand: "Your car is too eye-catching. Take my car."
"You also have a car?" I asked in surprise. I had never seen her drive one before.
Xie Xinan smiled proudly and walked to a brand new white Audi A6 car.
It seems that the tastes of the coffin bearers in the underworld are similar to those in the Yang world. They all like standard coffin cars such as Accord, Passata, and A6.
I got into the passenger seat. The car was very new and had a strong smell of leather. Xie Xin'an skillfully started the car and put it into gear. I asked casually: "Sir, do you have a driver's license?"
"No," Xie Xin'an turned to look at me, "How can I, a 'person' who doesn't even have a Yangjie ID card, get a driver's license test?"
"...Then how did you learn to drive?" I couldn't help but hold on to the side armrest.
"Use your skills with that hearse," Xie Xin'an said with a smile, "By the way, give me a detailed report on what happened last night, and try to be as objective as possible."
I had already reported it to her last night, but it seemed that I was drunk and had forgotten it, so I told her the whole process of the case again. After listening to it, Xie Xinan nodded: "So in the end, we still didn't catch that one."
Vixen, right?”
"Vixen? Sir, the word you used seems not to be accurate enough," I laughed, "because the female murderer is not particularly beautiful in appearance. She is just an ordinary woman. Compared with you, sir, she is far behind.
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Xie Xin'an curled her lips and shook her head. She seemed a little disdainful of my flattery (she was obviously very happy) and didn't ask any more questions.
My phone didn't ring. It was around six o'clock when Feng Jiajia sent me a WeChat message, saying that she and her father had arrived home safely, and also sent a photo of her at home - Liu Feng had never looked for me.
In other words, the murderer's status should be: on the run.
But this matter really has nothing to do with me or Xie Xin'an. We only care about dead people. As for how people die, that is the matter of the patrols.
Thanks
, I actually ordered a portion of rice and ate it with pickles, and I was surprised that the surrounding customers and I both liked the "tofu curd" that looked like human brain, but obviously had no taste at all.
I was too lazy to answer her. People and ghosts have different paths, and summer insects cannot talk about ice.
After breakfast, Xie Xin'an asked me how the implementation of Li Xiaotao's coffin was going. She didn't remind me, so I almost forgot about it. I quickly called the owner of the coffin shop. The boss said that it was being made and opened overnight last night.
The three long and two short works have been completed, and all that is left is the coffin lid.
"It will be painted at noon and should be completely dry by 5 p.m.," the boss said.
I told Xie Xin'an about my plan to secretly replace Li Xiaotao's coffin, and Xie Xin'an agreed. She thought this was a good idea and approved my action plan.
"In that case, I have to go to Li Xiaotao's house today. What should I do if I need to drive out?" I asked Xie Xin'an. There was no replacement driver available for the Cadillac.
"If there is a casualty, I will take out the car for you," Xie Xin'an said, patting her Audi car keys on the table, "You can drive my car."
What a good leader!
After settling the bill, I happily drove my Audi A6 to the countryside. When I arrived at the entrance of the village where Li Xiaotao’s home was, I called his father. Xiaotao’s father took it very seriously and drove a tricycle out of the village with several relatives to greet me and invited me to his house for a drink.
Tea.
"There's no need to drink tea, just go up the mountain." I put my hands behind my back and pretended to be an expert. Accompanied by them, I climbed up to the mass grave. In the name of "looking at Feng Shui", I surveyed the terrain, and soon I had "
"Committing a crime" idea.
"I've seen it all, and I think this place is more suitable." I picked up a branch and inserted it into the soft soil on the ground.
Several of their family members looked at each other and stopped talking.
"What's wrong?" I asked with a fake smile, "Do you still need me to explain it? The art of Feng Shui is mysterious and mysterious. I'm afraid that even if I explain it, you may not understand it."
Don't let me tell you, I just think that the soil in this place is soft and easy to dig. I can sneak over here at night and dig a hole in the side of Li Xiaotao's grave, ready to replace the coffin in the middle of the night.
, Complete the tasks assigned by Xie Xin'an.
"You are so awesome!" Xiao Tao's father had a strange expression on his face.
"Why is it so awesome?" I smiled on the outside, but actually I was panicking inside.
Isn't it me who accidentally set it on someone else's abandoned grave?