mousepad-d2 Chapter 23 "The Murderer"
Chapter 23 "The Murderer"
Mumu, do you like Uncle?
Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..."
He cast a disgusted and critical look at Luo Shen.
After starting the car, Wan Teng Lin Mu lowered the car window and said to Xiaoli, "You send the souls of these dead cats to the cemetery."
"But," Yu Xiaoli frowned, "boss, I haven't come out to play for a long time, and I want to play with you for a while!"
Wan Teng Lin Mu sneered: "You are in the way, don't you have any self-knowledge?"
Yu Xiaoli: "..."
Wan Tenglinmu pointed to the cats who kept meowing: "These dead cats have to be taken back, didn't you say they are pitiful?"
Yu Xiaoli: "..."
Wan Teng Lin Mu said "Let's go".
The black Maserati with an ultra-low chassis made a sound of "hum--" and speeded up instantly, galloping away gracefully.
Wan Teng Lin Mu was driving the car, and the little orange cat kept meowing, rubbing back and forth in Luo Shen's arms, looking sticky.
"Tsk..."
Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes that only recognized money became critical again, "Can't you make it quiet?"
"Let's go to Yu Xiaoli's former address now to see if we find anything."
"Just fool around and find Yu Xiaoli a dream lover. Anyway, she doesn't remember the other person's face. After all, there are still 24 large yellow croakers in front of her. There is no reason not to."
"Ah……"
Wan Teng Lin Mu was talking lazily, and the co-pilot's "uncle" who was stroking the cat suddenly let out a deep laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Wan Teng Lin Mu looked sideways at him.
Luo Shen gently scratched the little orange cat's chin, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I'm laughing, but the boss is actually a very gentle person."
"Gentle?" Wan Teng Lin Mu smiled back, but it was very mocking.
Pointing to himself, "Gentle? Me?"
Luo Shen's eyes are really bad!
The winter sun cast on Luo Shen's gentle and handsome face, as if this ray of sunshine was warmer than other places.
Luo Shen nodded: "Yes, the boss is a very gentle person. You deliberately sent Ms. Yu away because you thought that Ms. Yu would be sad when she returned to her former residence, right?"
Wan Teng Linmu was a little stiff, "sneered", and his tone was quite indifferent: "There is no such thing at all, how can I be so great?"
Luo Shen stroked the little orange cat and said with a smile: "Gentleness is never reflected in great things, but in trivial matters."
Wan Teng Linmu pursed his lips, as if he was too lazy to argue with him, and turned up the music in the car twice.
To bury Luo Shen's gentle voice...
--oh!Yu Xiaoli!
— Impressed, impressed!
——This Yu Xiaoli is a good girl!I remember her!
The neighborhood is dilapidated and old.
The earthy gray walls are mottled and mottled, and the walls are damp and hazy in winter, with yellow stains on them, like urine alkali in public toilets, which is unbearable.
A young man plugged in his earphones, took a small dog for a walk, left a bubble of shit, and left leisurely without seeing it.
Groups of old grandmas sit in the garden of such a community, chatting against the winter wind, and enjoying the old life of "being happy at the knees".
Wan Teng looked at the phlegm stains and unknown filth on the ground with disgust.
The old grandma is an enthusiastic person, and it is rare for someone to talk to them, and the chatterbox immediately opens up.
"Yu Xiaoli, I know her, she is a good girl."
"Hey, hello—this was probably... probably more than ten years ago?"
"18 years, almost 20 years!"
What happened for so long?
The old lady babbled: "Yeah, it's been a long time, most people here can't remember it, and I can't remember it either, but Yu Xiaoli, I remember it very clearly!"
"Oh—who let Yu Xiaoli have such a father?"
"Murderer!"
Another old lady suddenly remembered when she heard the word "murderer".
His old and wrinkled face showed an excited expression of "reflection", and he tilted his head and pursed his mouth, gossiping with them: "I remember it too, Yu Xiaoli! That beautiful and delicate girl doll has such a father on the booth, It's too much to suffer!"
"You don't know, Yu Xiaoli's father killed someone!"
"I drink too much every day. I heard that I got into a fight with a drunk and stabbed him to death..."
"no no."
At the beginning, the old lady seemed to know a lot, and waved her hand: "It's not a drunk at all."
Yu Xiaoli's father didn't kill a drunk at all, but a white-collar worker who came home late.
The white-collar workers are busy with socializing, come home late drunk, and have conflicts with Yu Xiaoli's father.
At that time, both parties were drinking, and the garbage bins on the side of the road were piled with overflowing garbage. Yu Xiaoli's father directly picked up the broken faucet thrown by someone who did not know.
Hit it hard!
"Oops - it's bloody!"
"Back then, my wife got up early for morning exercises, and found that young man, dumped beside the trash can, hey, hey, hey..."
"That boy's father, it's not easy. It's not easy for a white-haired man to give a black-haired man..."
The old lady pointed: "No! Not so, the boy's father."
Wan Teng Lin Mu turned his head and looked over. A wheelchair just rolled out of the dilapidated building gate of the community.
A sluggish, senile old man, sitting in a wheelchair, crooked, spitting from the corners of his mouth, looking stupid.
The one who pushed the old man was a man with gray hair and wearing a nurse's clothes. He was not too young, and he looked like he was nearly 60 years old.
"It was him, who couldn't bear the blow back then and was paralyzed."
"Old people with dementia can't even recognize people."
"But it's good to be stupid, lest I think of my son."
"Hey, hey - all these years, the old nurse, Liu, still takes care of him, otherwise it's really... Hey, hey -"
Wan Teng Lin Mu's ears were full of sighs of "Hey, hey, hey, hey -" and ruthlessly interrupted the grandma's sigh: "Do you know how Yu Xiaoli died?"
"How did you die..."
"I don't know, it suddenly disappeared."
"Some say it was a burglary, but I haven't heard of any property being lost."
"Cat! Yes, cat! Yu Xiaoli has a cat..."
"Before Yu Xiaoli died, I heard that the cat was lost, and was run over to death by a car, and the dead cat was thrown at the door of Yu Xiaoli's house."
"Hey, hey—it's scary!"
——Does Yu Xiaoli have any other relatives?
——Her mother ran away with someone and never appeared again.
- object?No, no, Yu Xiaoli usually has low self-esteem and doesn't want to talk too much, so she has absolutely no object.
Yu Xiaoli has no parents.
Yu Xiaoli has no relatives.
Yu Xiaoli doesn't have a boyfriend either.
Wan Teng Lin Mu drove the car into the happy cemetery, stopped with a flick of the tail, and rubbed his forehead: "Yu Xiaoli is really innocent, where can I find her that 'dewy love'?"
After a busy day, I didn't find out anything. Fortunately, I bought a lot of second-hand goods at school, and I will start decorating the haunted house tomorrow.
When the two came back, Wan Qilin was sorting out the second-hand materials, and Luo Shen went into the bathroom to take a bath. The little orange cat brought back by Luo Shen, meowing, got under the quilt in no time.
The little orange cat rolled over, stretched itself, meowed in a childish voice, and rubbed against the soft pillow vigorously.
Luo Shen doesn't have his own room yet, and temporarily lives with Wanqi Linmu, and the little orange cat rubs against Wanqi Linmu's pillow.
bass--
Wan Teng Lin Mu pulled the pillow away in disgust, dusted it vigorously, and threw it aside.
Little Orange Cat: "Meow~"
The little orange cat felt the "maliciousness" of Wanqi Linmu, and had no pillow, so he had to have fun in the quilt.
Tilting his head, his big black eyes stared at the half-opened black musical instrument case on the cabinet.
Inside lay a costume doll.
Wan Teng Lin Mu noticed that the little orange cat was staring at Luo Shen's doll.
A doll carved from Wuqizhi wood.
Although Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't know what the specific use of this doll was, it was definitely "valuable".
The little orange cat stared at the doll, Wan Teng Linmu gave a smirk, and did not stop him. Instead, he let the little orange cat lightly jump onto the cabinet, lowered his head, took out the costume doll, and got into the quilt with the doll.
"Meow meow meow~"
The little orange cat rubbed against the ancient costume doll vigorously, licked the doll's fair face several times involuntarily, and stroked the doll's hair curiously.
The exquisite and beautiful ancient costume doll was ravaged by the bully orange cat in an instant, as if she had been forced!
Wan Teng Lin Mu said to himself with a smirk: "I didn't see it."
He also deliberately turned around and left the bedroom, went into the warehouse next door, and continued to sort out the materials for decorating the haunted house.
rustling-
Meow! ! !
bang—wow...
Wan Teng Linmu imagined Luo Shen's doll being molested, and couldn't help but smirk, when a "fierce" sound suddenly came out from the next bedroom.
The little orange cat's milky cry became sharper.
And aggressive.
Wan Teng Lin Mu dropped the mask in hand, strode out of the warehouse, and turned directly into the bedroom next door.
"Oh!"
Knock open the door!
The black musical instrument case fell to the ground, as did the pillows. On the iron-gray ground, there were even job advertisements from Happy Graveyard scattered.
[Food and lodging included, good treatment]
Wan Teng Lin Mu asked the security guard to make some recruitment advertisements before, but before the small advertisements were sent out, Luo Shen, the good employee of the year, had already come to the door automatically, and the advertisement leaflets were placed on the cabinet.
The bedroom was in a mess, and the little orange cat stepped on the advertisement, arching its back.
There are at most two palm-sized orange cats, but they regard themselves as tigers, and roar at the "intruder" with "majestic" bared teeth!
Meow--
Meow! !
"Yu Xiaoli?" Wanqi Linmu saw the intruder clearly at a glance.
Yu Xiaoli panicked, stepped on the messy job advertisements, and waved her hands vigorously: "I didn't do anything!"
There is no silver 300 taels here.
——Hands wobbling around, clutching a white shirt...
Men's Shirts.
Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..."
Wan Tenglin crossed his arms and stared at the men's shirt in Yu Xiaoli's hand. On one side of the collar of the shirt was printed a snake-shaped pattern, one red and one green, in standard Gucci style.
A shirt costing more than 5000 yuan, how could Wanqi Linmu have no impression.
Definitely Rosan's shirt.
And it was the shirt that Luo Shen had just worn and replaced.
idiot.
Yu Xiaoli is an idiot!
Wan Teng Lin Mu folded his arms: "Miss Yu, if you continue to be such an idiot, I will raise your rent."
"No, no, boss, I was wrong!"
"I really didn't do anything!"
"Oh!"
Yu Xiaoli threw the shirt away, quickly squeezed out from the crack of the door, and ran away in a hurry.
"Tsk!"
Wan Tenglinmu looked at Yu Xiaoli with disgust, squished her head and got out through the crack of the door, bent down to pick up the shirt on the ground.
Dust vigorously.
A faint smell of woody cologne wafted from the shirt.
Warm, calm, and not depressing, with a slightly sexy taste.
the most important is……
This scent smells rich.
"Crack-"
The moment Wan Teng Lin Mu sniffed at his shirt...
The bathroom door just happened to be pushed open.
Luo Shen has finished bathing and walked out of the bathroom.
call……
Bringing up a stream of moist water vapor, accompanied by the unique sweet and sour smell of Luoshen, steaming every pore of Wanqi forest.
The gentle and sweet breath, mixed with the water vapor after bathing, may be the smell of hormones.
Every strand of Luo Shen's wet hair is filled with the smell of hormones...
Wan Teng Lin Mu subconsciously glanced at the shirt in his hand, and for some reason, felt guilty, and put the shirt behind his back.
"Wash, wash it?" Why did I stutter?
Will Luo Shen misunderstand that he is an idiot?
The idiot is obviously Yu Xiaoli.
But Luo Shen is a blind man, so he can't even see that he is holding his shirt.
Wan Teng Lin Mu heaved a sigh of relief, just about to throw away the shirt without anyone noticing, destroying the corpse...
"Hermes Land Man Fragrance."
Luo Shen spoke suddenly.
"Huh?" Wan Teng Lin Mu couldn't react for a moment.
Luo Shen smiled softly, with a considerate tone: "I thought the boss liked the smell of men's perfume on my shirt, otherwise... why are you holding my shirt?"
Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..."