341 Domestication 22

Bai Lixin: "Boss, looking at you with a sad face, is there something bothering you?"

The boss sighed helplessly: "The guest officer doesn't know, my wonton shop was not originally opened here. I opened it in the east of the city. I am a little old man, and there is a child in the family who needs to be taken care of, so I think too much. Earn some money to keep for the children and marry a wife. So every time I drive late at night and go home.”

"Who can imagine that that day, I saw a figure staggering over from a distance, and his movements were very strange. I thought he was drunk. As a result, when I saw the person approaching, my soul almost flew away. go out."

"Who is this person? It's clearly a monster."

"But..." The old man paused, "I actually know that monster."

"I remember him. He would come to my shop every evening to sit for a whole night. No one left when he got to the street. I also set up a stall by myself. Although he was a bit of a hindrance for me to do business, staying there would be fine. If you can accompany me as a company, I have never chased him away."

"Sometimes, when he is rich, he will order a bowl of wontons to eat. Sometimes when he is not rich, he just sits there, looking around all the time, as if he is waiting for someone."

"I think he's quite pitiful, so I'll give him a bowl of wonton soup to drink."

"Hey, when he came to me every day, I was quite annoying. Now that he's gone, I miss him a little bit."

Bai Lixin: "Then why did you move here again?"

He didn't come here to eat wontons by accident. He chose this place because the first place where the strange body was found was in front of the wonton shop.

He once went to the crime scene to see, and there was no wonton shop. He thought that he moved away after that incident.

Later, after walking around Qingcheng for a long time, he finally found the wonton shop.

right here.

The old man sighed, "It wasn't because of that strange thing. I was also quite scared. I tossed and turned at night, and I always felt that the man had been pestering me. Later, I burned paper money for him and moved here."

Bai Lixin: "Didn't you just say that there are strange things? What strange things?"

Old man: "When I moved here, I met a little thief. You said that I have nothing of value in this wonton shop. So after I'm done working, I just pack up my things, and I'll be here after cleaning the tableware and chopsticks. But I don't know what's going on here, I was attacked by thieves twice in five days."

"The thief turned my shop into a mess."

Bai Lixin: "Anything missing?"

The old man: "I haven't lost anything. I have been working for many years. I remember everything in my shop. I can't remember a few bowls and a pair of chopsticks. That little thief turned me over here. It's a mess, but I looked at it myself and didn't see anything missing."

Bai Lixin and Fan Jia looked at each other.

Nothing missing, but it was a mess.

That's looking for something specific.

"Master," Bai Lixin asked after thinking for two seconds, "when that strange corpse came to your door that day, did you find anything in the shop when you came the next day?"

The old man sighed and stomped his feet, "No. I was just thinking, is this little thief looking for something when he flipped through my shop. It's fine to flip through my place, but if he flips through my house, there's only one old woman in my house. With a child, if the thief is fierce, I am afraid that they will have some advantages and disadvantages."

"What are you talking about, since that day, I haven't been smooth." The old man sighed. "I thought it wasn't something evil, so I wanted to ask the master for auspiciousness."

"Boss, when will you pack your things and go home?" Bai Lixin suddenly asked.

"Wait a little longer, now is the busy time, when the busyness is over, I will go home."

Under the table, Bai Lixin secretly kicked Fan Jia.

Fan Jia looked over suspiciously, and saw Bai Lixin winking at him.

Fan Jia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the boss: "Amitabha, donor, I am here because we are destined. Since we are destined, I can go with you to your home to see if there are evil spirits in your home. If so, I will exorcise you."

"what do you think?"

The old man immediately wiped his hands with his apron, "Is what the master said true?"

His originally bright eyes quickly drooped down again in despair, "But I'm very shy, and I really don't have the money for you to do this."

Fan Jia: "The monks don't talk about money, they talk about fate. We have fate and don't want money."

"puff--"

Bai Lixin was drinking water when he heard this sentence and suddenly choked.

Fan Jia looked over with concern: "Are you okay?"

Bai Lixin: "I'm fine, fine."

The old man looked at the moonlight in the sky, "The master wait for me, I'll clean up the shop, let's go now."

Bai Lixin: "Didn't you say you still want to do business? It's okay, we can wait for you."

"If you don't do it or not, it's just one day, and you can't lose much money," the old man began to pack his things. "I can still clearly distinguish the priorities."

There were originally three or five customers eating wontons in the wonton shop. Bai Lixin waited for more than ten minutes. When everyone left and only them were left, the boss began to tidy up the tables and chairs.

He used his hunched body to fasten the tables one by one, and then hung the bench on the table.

This is his daily job.

By the time everything was done, another five minutes had passed.

The seemingly repetitive and boring work every day is a treasure for him to create wealth with his hands.

"Okay, two guest officers," the old man looked at the person who came, a little embarrassed, "I've made you wait for a long time, let's go."

Following the old man for a while, they left the bustling downtown area and came to a more ordinary civilian area.

A few people just walked into the alley, when Fan Jia suddenly stopped.

He glanced in the air, his eyes deep.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly asked, "Sir, what are you looking at?"

Fan Jia retracted his gaze and shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go."

After a little interlude, the old man took them back home.

"Old woman, son, I'm back." As soon as the door was opened, the old man shouted towards the courtyard.

"I hear it, I hear it, I have to shout every time I come back, and every time it frightens us both." An old woman's voice came out of the room impatiently, and soon the dark room was lit up. After the candle was lit and the room lit up, an old woman pushed the door and walked out.

She had a smile on her face and was about to speak. When her eyes fell on Bailishin and Fanjia, her expression froze, and then she asked, "Who are these two?"

"They are the guests at my booth tonight, look what I brought you," the old man put on a smile, he carefully took out a hairpin from his arms and brought it to the old woman, "Does it look good? ?"

The old woman immediately turned her attention away from Fan Jia and Bai Lixin, and came to the hairpin.

Looking at the delicate hairpin, the old woman's face suddenly turned red, "You are so old, and you gave me this kind of thing, I'm not ashamed."

The old man scratched his head a little shyly, "I set up a stall today, and there is a jewelry stall next door. I took a look and thought this one suits you the best, so I'll buy it for you. I'll put it on for you and see if it looks good."

The old woman shyly turned her head to the side of the old man. The old man's fingers trembled a little. He carefully inserted the hairpin into the woman's gray hair, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Bai Lixin subconsciously leaned towards Fan Jia's position, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, under the cover of the sleeves of the wide monk uniform, his slender fingers touched the fingers of Fan Jia.

The index finger hooked lightly, and the two index fingers hung together.

Fan Jia's fingers trembled slightly, and he did not avoid it.

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[Hmph, have you been discovered by me? I want to report that they are doing a little trick. 】

[This is called petty ambiguity, not petty action, sit down, and the report is invalid. 】

[Xin Shen began to exude his personal charm again. 】

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After Bai Lixin and the others followed into the room, Bai Lixin quickly looked around.

The room was clean and should be cleaned every day.

There was a basket next to the table, and in the basket was a pile of cloth pieces, scissors, and half-sewn clothes.

The clothes are blue, depending on the size and size, they should be made for the old man.

"You are making clothes for me again in the dark," the old man gave the old woman a disapproving look, "Didn't I say, my clothes are enough for me, you don't have to do so much for me, you're exhausting your eyes like this How to do?"

The old woman put away the basket, "It doesn't matter, I have good eyes and can see things clearly at night."

Bai Lixin: "..."

The old man: "What about our son?"

Old woman: "Sleeping in the back room."

As soon as she finished speaking, a milky voice came from the back room, "Father, are you back?"

A trace of panic flashed in the old woman's eyes. She took a few quick steps and seemed to want to reach the curtain, but before she could get there, the curtain was lifted from the inside.

A doll who looked only eight or nine years old walked out of it, rubbing her eyes.

The milk doll looked over with her big round eyes.

When he looked at Du Bailishin and Fan Jia, he was also stunned for a moment, and quickly hid behind the old woman, looking very scared.

The old woman hurriedly said: "Our son has been timid since he was a child, and he will be afraid when he sees strangers. Don't be surprised, two masters."

The little boy hid behind the old woman, stuck his head out, and looked at the two of them curiously.

Bai Lixin smiled at the child, and the child instantly retracted behind the old woman.

"My son," the old man walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand to carry the child out of the old woman's back and raised it above his head, "I want to die, have you been obedient at home today, and have you bullied your mother?"

The little boy quickly shook his head, "No, no, I'm very good, I didn't make a mother angry."

"Hey, our birthday is the best," the old man hugged him twice and couldn't hold it anymore, so he put the child down.

As soon as the child landed, he immediately shrank behind the old woman.

Seeing this, the old woman rubbed the child's head, "Shou'er, you just woke up, go to the yard to play for a while, and I will call you when you fall asleep. You can only go in the yard, you can't go anywhere else. do you know?"

The child nodded and rushed out of the courtyard. When passing by Bai Lixin and Fan Jia, he also accelerated his pace, as if they were some kind of beast.

Bai Lixin and Fan Jia looked at each other, and the old woman smiled embarrassedly again, "I'm sorry, the child is young and ignorant."

Bai Lixin: "It doesn't matter, you said it too, it's just a child."

The old man looked at the two of them: "Master, please take a look, is there any evil in our family?"

The old woman glanced at the old man in amazement, then turned to look at Bailishin and Fan Jia, "Old man, you invited these two to come..."

"Didn't I tell you? My shop hasn't been peaceful recently. I'm worried that if there is an evil spirit, it would be fine for the evil spirit to go to the shop. If we come to us, wouldn't you and Shou'er be in danger? So I asked the master to come and see Look."

"Hey, so that's what happened." The old woman let out a sigh of relief, "What evil, how can there be so many evil in this world, I think you are suspicious, the shop is messy, maybe the cat is hungry at night, smell Go to the fragrance and go to your shop to find something to eat."

Old man: "In order to prevent those stray cats from stealing it, I would hang a piece of dough dipped in broth on the tree every time before leaving. For so many years, my shop has not been visited by cats."

"Let the master take a look, I'm relieved."

Fan Jia looked around, and when his eyes fell on the old woman, the old woman was instantly a little nervous.

He looked around silently, then withdrew his gaze, and said indifferently in the somewhat flustered eyes of the old woman: "Amitabha, benefactor, I don't see evil here."

The old man and the old woman breathed a sigh of relief together.

"However," Fan Jia continued to speak with a tail, and the old woman's heart that had fallen down instantly raised her voice again, "The donor is usually kind and generous. Although he is innocent, he is guarded by spiritual things."

The old man asked suspiciously: "Spiritual object, what kind of spiritual object? Why didn't I see it?"

The old woman looked at Fan Jia nervously.

Fan Jia pondered for two seconds: "Spiritual objects are naturally invisible to ordinary people. The donor doesn't need to worry too much, just know that this object will not hurt people's lives, and it will even protect you secretly."

The old man was stunned, and quickly patted his thigh, "I see!"

The old woman suddenly became nervous again.

"It must be those feral cats. I put food on them every day. They must be thanking me for giving them food, so they are secretly guarding me. No wonder what happened to me these days seems unlucky, but every time There was no danger. The monster was unscathed, and the thief was not missing anything, and the home was very safe."

He said and bowed towards the sky, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for your protection, I will bring some meat to the cat gods tomorrow."

The old woman glanced at the old man with the eyes of caring fools, and then laughed helplessly.

Fan Jia: "Now you can rest assured. Since there is nothing to do, we will leave first."

The old man, "Alright, alright, I'll send off the two gentlemen."

"Old man," the old woman stopped the old man, "you smell the stink on your body, did you fall into the river? Hurry up and wash, and I'll take the two gentlemen off."

The old man was a little confused: "Does my body stink?"

He lowered his head and sniffed suspiciously, "It doesn't stink."

When I looked up, I found that several people had already gone out.

There was no other way, the old man had to turn around and get into the room, and took a bath obediently.

When the three passed the yard, the child was kicking sandbags.

Seeing Fan Jia coming, the child forgot to kick the sandbag, and immediately hid in the corner in fright.

After walking out of the courtyard gate and walking in the alley for a while, the old woman smiled at the two of them, "Thank you two guest officers for your help today, I will send the two here, it's dark outside, you two should walk slowly. "

"It's not good for you to stay here too long, it's better to leave early."

When the old woman was about to leave, Fan Jia whispered something.

The old woman's body that was about to leave suddenly froze, and she looked at Fan Jia awkwardly, "Master, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Brahma: "No, you should understand."

"Since you're dead, take your child to reincarnate as soon as possible. Too much greed for the world will be harmful to you."

The old woman stared at them with flickering eyes for a while, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you tell him when you found out?"

Fan Jia: "This donor just let me see if there is evil in your family. You are not evil, so I naturally didn't say it."

"Thank you, Master," the old woman bowed respectfully towards Fan Jia, "I'm not greedy for the red dust, I'm just worried about him."

"The old man and I have been with each other all the way, and we have been walking with each other."

"There was a famine in the past few years, and our poor family couldn't even open the pot. He was in the pasta business, and there was no rice and noodles in the famine, so he couldn't make money. Although he would do some odd jobs during the day, he is still a little old. Now, I can’t give you a few wages, and those wages can’t buy much rice and noodles.”

"In order to be able to share some for him, I took my younger son up the mountain to pick wild fruits and vegetables."

"As a result, I encountered robbers on the road. While avoiding the robbers, my son and I fell off the cliff and both died."

"When I came back to my senses, I found that my son and I had both turned into ghosts. But I don't know why, we two are not the same as other ghosts. Other ghosts can only be seen at night, but during the day we Yes. And our feet are not light, but solid feet. We even have shadows."

"But we know that the two of us are indeed

died. We had no pulse, and the corpse was composure in the river. "

"Later, my son and I returned home, only to find that it had been three days since we fell off the cliff. The old head looked for us like a madman for the past three days, and finally got tired."

"If we come back one step later, the old man will die."

"He can't live without me, we are his only family, and he can't stand the result of the two of us dying together, so I have been living here with my son, planning to wait for the old man to die, and the three of us will leave together. "

"Master, although my son and I are ghosts, we have never harmed anyone. We are at home every day and don't go anywhere. You must believe me."

Fan Jia: "There is no killing on you. There are thousands of dead souls in the world. I only accept the killing spirit."

"Thank you, Master!" The old woman glanced at the two of them gratefully and continued, "Speaking of which, it is strange. Since you are an eminent monk, there is something I would like to trouble the two of you with."

Bai Lixin: "What's the matter?"

"This thing," the old woman took out a bead from her bosom and handed it over. "It landed there when that weird corpse passed by the wonton shop that night."

"I sensed that the old man was in danger at home and went to rescue him."

"Later, the old man changed places, and his shop was burglarized twice. I thought that it might be for this thing."

"Do you two know what this is?"

Bai Lixin took the bead into his hand. This bead was slightly smaller than the bead given to him by the black fox, and the color was not the same. The color of this bead was pale gold.

He took out the other bead from his backpack. When the two beads were placed together, it seemed to trigger some kind of connection, and they suddenly lit up at the same time.

The old woman was a little surprised, "It turns out that this bead still glows, it seems that it is the right thing to give to you."

The system's voice suddenly remembered in Bai Lixin's mind: [Ding! Congratulations to the player, get a mysterious bead x1. 】

It's just a fluttering sentence, the introduction of this bead, what its role is, and it doesn't matter.

It's getting more and more perfunctory!

Bai Lixin: "Who is looking for this bead? Did you see it?"

Old woman: "It's the monks who live in Tongfu Inn, so it's not convenient for me to come forward. They didn't come to the house to look for it. They should be afraid that others will see it."

"By the way, may I ask," Bai Lixin looked at the old woman: "You said that you accidentally fell off the cliff in order to avoid the bandits. Do you remember where you fell?"

If they were only mortals in the beginning, and suddenly possessed powers that other ghosts did not have after death, it is very likely that there was a problem with the place where they died.

The old woman: "I know, it's just in Qingcheng Mountain. There is a big road in Qingcheng Mountain. If you keep walking along the road, you will see a towering sect, the Qingcheng School. But this Qingcheng School, you don't want to go in, but from its intersection. Go east from the fork in the road, and go all the way to the back mountain of the Qingcheng School, where there is a cliff. That's where I fell."

She paused: "two, if you are going, and you happen to find our bones in the water, please don't fish out our bones, just let them continue to sleep at the bottom of the lake."

"I'm worried that once the bodies are fished out, the old man will find out we're not alive. I don't know if he'll be able to withstand the blow."

Bai Lixin nodded in response: "Okay, I promise you."

After leaving the old woman's house, Bai Lixin stringed together all the clues she had collected these days.

Miss Song Family, Qingcheng School, scholar, immortal meat, corpse, black fox, beads, demon slayer, scales...

All the fragmented clues kept flying rapidly in his mind, some clues remained, and some clues were deleted and selected by him.

Suddenly, all clues stopped.

Bai Lixin's mind flashed quickly, he suddenly looked at Fan Jia, pulled his sleeve and said hurriedly: "Go!"

Fan Jia was a little dazed by his pull, "Where are you going?"

Bai Lixin kept walking: "Yamen!"

...

The yamen was locked, and the two climbed over the wall to go in. Just as they jumped off the wall, they heard a majestic voice, "Who is there!"

It's Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao took two steps closer to his saber. He was relieved when he found out that it was Bai Lixin, and put away the saber: "Sir, why is it you. There is a door, what are you doing climbing the wall? And this master is ?"

Bai Lixin: "I'm not afraid to disturb your rest. I didn't expect you to sleep, and you haven't gone home tonight?"

Zhang Biao held a wine jar in his hand, "I can't sleep."

"As for going home..." He paused, "I'll go home during the day tomorrow."

When he said "going home", his voice was very heavy.

"What are you doing here at the yamen so late?" "I can't sleep either," Bailixin replied hastily, and started walking towards the study, "I was thinking about the case, and then I remembered a detail, it happened that you were there, you Come and help me think about it."

Seeing that it was because of the case, Zhang Biao's melancholy temperament vanished in an instant. His somewhat cloudy eyes immediately lit up, and he followed quickly after two steps. Excitement and admiration appeared on his face at the same time. He impatiently grabbed Baili. Xin's arm, "Sir, what did you find?!"

Seeing Zhang Biao's hand, Fan Jia frowned imperceptibly.

He walked between the two of them without a trace, waved his hand lightly, and waved Zhang Biao's hand.

down.

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[Oh, it has begun, it has begun, when the boss is jealous and protects his wife! 】

[It's the boss's, others can't take it away. 】

[Zhang Biao:? There is something wrong with this monk. 】

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Zhang Biao didn't notice the monk's unhappiness at all. He thought he was blocking the monk's way, moved to the side subconsciously, and then stared at Bailishin with bright eyes.

Bai Lixin said as he walked: "Go, go to the study and talk about it."

The three quickly came to the study, and Bai Lixin found all the files of the case from the bookshelf, and then placed them in front of the three of them separately, "Look for it, in the relationship network of the deceased above, where did the deceased often go before he died? Some are circled, and if not, we will find them later."

Zhang Biao didn't know what Bailishin found, but he hurriedly agreed and immediately looked down.

Fan Jia originally didn't want to get involved in mortal affairs, but now there is a thick stack of files, and the files in front of the youth seem to be even thicker.

If you don't read it, will this part of yourself fall into the hands of young people? And then increase the workload of youth?

Forget it, let's see.

Fan Jia silently opened the file.

In the study where the candles flickered, the three of them did not speak, and there was only the sound of paper flipping in the room.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon, Fan Jia finished reading the dossier, and he listed the clues that Bai Lixin wanted one by one on a piece of paper.

After closing the last dossier, the monk looked up and saw that the young man did not know when he had finished reading the book, and was looking at himself with one hand on his cheek, and he did not know how long he had been staring at him.

His eyes were focused, and the flickering flame reflected in his star-filled eyes.

Fan Jia's face blushed slightly, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's nothing, I just like to watch," Bai Lixin changed his hand and continued to hold his cheek, "Master, has anyone told you that you look very handsome when you focus on doing things?"

Brahma's face turned red again, "Amitabha, the appearance of the skin is illusory, benefactor."

"I know," Berishin continued to laugh, "so I'm referring to your temperament and seriousness. Charming, attractive, or at least, attractive to me."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Not far away, Zhang Biao coughed.

What did he hear? !

Master, is this flirting with monks? !

This...isn't what he thought it was?

Grass, it is also taboo to have broken sleeves, this is too exciting, right?

Is this what he can hear?

Master doesn't treat him like an outsider!

"There are others here," Fan Jia adjusted his sleeves awkwardly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I understand," Bai Lixin said with a smile in his voice, "Listen to you, I'll talk when no one is around, and say something more exciting."

Zhang Biao: "Cough, cough, cough, cough."

help me help me help me.

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[Hahaha, what Zhang Biao is doing online is what makes me want to escape. 】

【Xin Shen: Want to go? No, leave me to listen to my bullshit! 】

[Xin Shen: You are gone, how do I see the shy and shy little appearance of the big guy? 】

[Hahaha, after a long time, Zhang Biao is a tool man. 】

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After another cup of tea, Zhang Biao brought the sorted paper to Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin spread out three pieces of paper with different handwriting, put them on the table and swept them one by one, then took out a brush and quickly circled a few places.

Zhang Biao looked over curiously, "Huh? Qingcheng School?"

"Sir, did they all go to the Qingcheng faction? Could the case be related to the Qingcheng faction?"

"But these people aren't." Zhang Biao quickly pointed to the two of them, "For example, he is the one who killed pigs in the town. He has never been to the Qingcheng School, and he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. And she too, How can I get there without going through the door?"

"The time of their accident was very late. At that time, the Qingcheng faction had already arrived in the town. When the Qingcheng faction came to the town, wouldn't there be more opportunities for everyone to come into contact with the Qingcheng faction?" Bai Lixin pointed. Among them, the pig-killer, "Just like him, although he didn't go to Qingcheng School, it was written on the file that his wife had grabbed a bowl of fairy meat and shared it with him in the days before his accident. "

"As for this girl, I really don't know, this needs to be investigated further."

Zhang Biao was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Okay!"

"There is another question," Bai Lixin looked at Zhang Biao, "You should have come into contact with these corpses before. If you recall, are there any special things on these corpses, such as beads or the like?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Biao suddenly called out, "It really does!"

"One of the deceased had a bead in his mouth. I didn't know what it was, but I thought it might be physical evidence, so I put it away."

"Why didn't it show up on the file?" Bai Lixin frowned slightly.

"No

Do you have it? Zhang Biao scratched his head, "Then I don't know, it's the file written by the master. "

Bai Lixin: "Where is that bead? Show me, are there any other beads besides this one?"

Zhang Biao: "There are no others, only this one. It is also possible that he thought it was a mixed garbage with sand and sand, so he didn't tell the master. Who knows, the master is actually so-so, and it is not always the case when recording the dossier. Seriously, he sometimes writes casually when he's drunk."

Zhang Biao paused after speaking, "Hey, I'm too embarrassed to talk about him, am I the same?"

Bai Lixin: "By the way, the Qinglou Xiaocui case, has the investigation of the earrings come to a conclusion?"

Zhang Biao sighed, "No, today my brothers and I secretly asked around, and we didn't know about this earring. Maybe that person hid the earring."

Bai Lixin gave a "um" and said silently: "It's been too long, and the clues won't be found too easily, take your time."

Zhang Biao: "Okay, yes, the county magistrate Lin came this evening and was very angry. He said that if he saw you, he wanted me to tell you something."

Bai Lixin blinked curiously: "What?"

Zhang Biao: "Cough, he said, do you still remember going to the prince's house to teach the prince at night?"

Of course, that's not what the county magistrate said.

The original words of the county magistrate were: "You two are really against the sky! One is better than the other. If you don't listen to me, he is blatantly disobeying the prince!"

"Does he still want to do it? If he doesn't want to do it, get out of here! I'm so pissed off! Where do people die in one day!"

cough cough cough.

Anyway, he was embarrassed to say it to Mr.

Bai Lixin was stunned for two seconds, "I really forgot!"

Although he wanted to use the reverse operation, he really forgot this time!

No wonder I was too happy in the temple during the day, and I was a little reluctant to think about Shu.

Then leave the less important things behind.

Come to think of it, the prince shouldn't be angry, right?

"Ah!" The prince who was far away in the palace sneezed heavily.

He looked at the lonely coffee table with a gloomy face, his lips trembling with anger.

That master, he really didn't come!

He didn't even want to play with him and refused to welcome him, did he really not want to stay here to teach him?

I'm furious!

Only I chase people, and no one chases me!

...

"Zhang Biao," Bai Lixin looked at the file on the case table and said solemnly, "Is Master always so sloppy?"

Zhang Biao: "It's not very often, it happens occasionally."

"Memory will disappear with the passage of time, no matter how good a brain is, it is not as good as a bad writing. When people's memory gradually loses, words are an important thing to provide us with the truth. Therefore, it is required to ensure it in the process of writing down. correctness."

"For such an important file, don't you have someone to check it after Master has finished recording it?"

Zhang Biao froze in place a little embarrassedly. Facing Bailishin's questioning, he nodded and shook his head guiltily: "It's not that we didn't check, whoever of us is free will check again with Master."

Bai Lixin: "To put it bluntly, I still didn't pay attention to it. But it's not your problem, you don't have to blame yourself. For this kind of thing, the county magistrate should take the primary responsibility? For example, the bead, such a physical evidence, But it didn't appear on the file, if I didn't ask you today, but only read the file, I wouldn't have found this clue at all."

Things that should be taken seriously are too perfunctory, right?