Chapter 1, The Unspeakable Heartbeat

The media always wants to treat me as a microphone, a spokesperson, or even the conscience of a generation. This is too ridiculous; all I have done is sing.

Bob Dylan

Come quickly! Catch the thief! He is the thief!

Qiu Meng is already a bit confused; she does not know whether she is afraid of what is about to happen or afraid of herself for not resisting the possibility of what might occur

Bu Moze watched as Bo Teng approached, expertly collecting footprints on the ground at his feet Not far away, Qiu Meng glanced at him and then scanned the ground again

Around six o'clock in the evening, Gong Xiangpeng arrived at the most bustling area of the city with Qiu Meng and Bu Moze, who had changed into casual clothes, and chose a high-end hotel.

Bu Mozhe confidently stated: "But your hands are very cold"

A student dressed in winter duty attire sat in the classroom, instinctively shrinking his neck beneath the fur collar, rubbing his dry, cold hands as he listened to Professor Kong lecture on a chapter from "Analysis of Criminal Causes". He was currently discussing the topic of criminal personality.

Before arriving, Bu Mozhe learned that Gong Xiangpeng had chosen this place and kindly reminded him to go home and change into a suit. Not fully understanding the etiquette of serving guests in a high-end hotel, Gong Xiangpeng could only follow Bu Mozhe's suggestion

The deceased's mobile phone was not found at the scene. Tang Yao came out of the bedroom, glanced at the anxious Gong Xiangpeng, and also heard them say that reporters were closing in, fearing that the situation would spiral out of control, so he said, "We still need time"

Ah, this doesn't quite seem like the style of Team Lan, Qiumeng thought awkwardly, yet she followed Bu Moze without any doubt as they walked towards the Team Lan office

Her heart felt as if it were about to leap out of her mouth. Qiumeng felt particularly ashamed sitting on Bumozhe's lap, as their breaths mingled, and she was on the verge of losing her senses

At this moment, Bo Teng began to attend to other matters. Xu Lingshuang and Gong Xiangpeng emerged from the bathroom one after the other, their expressions fluctuating between clarity and obscurity

The two turned around and saw Bu Mozhe leaning lazily against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. After being slightly startled, they asked nervously, "How long have you been standing there?"

There are plenty of hotels upstairs, do you want me to accompany you to knock on each door?" Bu Mozhe said half-jokingly, then he sobered up, leaned closer to her, and questioned, "You don't have a favorite male celebrity, do you?

"What ownership?" Qiumeng retorted impatiently, continuing to struggle

Looking around, there was no other way to enter this room. Gong Xiangpeng suddenly noticed the keypad lock and immediately crouched down to examine the fingerprints distributed on the keys.

Qiu Meng gazed into his eyes, a seriousness and depth of affection in his gaze that made it impossible to say "no"; it was truly infuriating

Several police cars parked downstairs in the community seven minutes later

Do you know what Bu Moze's father said when he took fifteen minutes to come over to resolve this matter? He said: 'If it was indeed that girl who did it, then my son must marry her and bring her home.'

"Your team has been approved," Gong Xiangpeng said with a hint of joy

I confess! I went in and was so focused on staring at the photo of that female celebrity on the wall. I was definitely just infatuated; I only took a quick glance! After that, I heard the sound of water and thought she was taking a shower...

Gong Xiangpeng frowned impatiently as he watched Liu Chao pull the curtains shut completely, and he said with a headache: "Why did you come so quickly"

I have been so busy that I haven't even had time to eat. " Gong Xiangpeng also mocked himself, and then said seriously, " I sincerely want to invite both of you to dinner.

Who? I will put him on the hotel blacklist right now

One will never feel lonely when always alone. After becoming accustomed to being with another person, the terrifying loneliness will infiltrate every aspect of life, completely disrupting it.

Is it really that difficult to like me?" Bu Moze gently stroked her back, lifted her up, and said with a smile, "Forget it, let's take a shower first.

"If you don't come to take it, I will return it to her," the boy said in a cold tone, maintaining his composure as he looked directly at Bu Moze. "Have you seen that photo?"

Bu Mozhe was silenced by Qiu Meng, unable to speak, yet his eyes were filled with a deep sense of joy

Then please write down your names and the district team first. The serious expression on the supervisor's face clearly conveyed the message: "I am not buying this."

I simply pushed the door open and went in, as I was not in a hurry to find a way to escape! When I passed by the bathroom, I was terrified! I didn't even dare to look closely and just ran out immediately!

Just then, as the two individuals reached the doorway, they heard the voices of Gong Xiangpeng and Lan Jiji engaged in conversation

Bu Mozhe said calmly: "The captain has instructed us to go to the office for ideological education"

It is quite evident that there are 2 and 4. "Bu Moze stared intently at the door lock and said cautiously

After Qiumeng sat down, she asked Gong Xiangpeng, "That phone call just now was from you, right?"

"Long time no see." Gong Xiangpeng casually stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray as he spoke, standing up. A joyful expression adorned his face, unable to conceal his excitement at seeing them again.

Their family's taste is indeed unique

Gong Xiangpeng cast a suspicious glance at Qiu Meng, who shrugged and indicated that she had not paid much attention to the English label on the beverage's packaging, nor did she know whether it was a drink or an alcoholic beverage

Then we are quite a good match

After Qiu Meng shot him a glare, she finally let go. As soon as she released her grip, her right hand was shoved into the pocket of his winter duty uniform.

Knowing that it belongs to her, one should consciously return it. A stiff and cold voice sounded from behind, and at the moment he spoke, he had already reached out to take the photo back.

"Born Criminal." Sitting in the window seat of the third row, Qiumeng listened to the teacher's lecture while lowering her head to read the content written in the book, repeatedly murmuring these few words, her hand gently stroking the photograph tucked between the pages, her expression strange and inscrutable

The Italian forensic professor Cesare Lombroso first proposed in his seminal work "The Criminal" that criminals could be categorized based on their physical characteristics. He attributed crime to innate factors and introduced the theory of the born criminal. However, this simplistic approach of distinguishing types of crime solely through physiological traits is undoubtedly problematic

"Let me drive." Upon arriving at the parking lot, Bu Moze stood in front of the car and said to Gong Xiangpeng, "What you just drank was actually not a beverage."

Yes, indeed

The supervisor took out a list and said to them: "Please take your hands out of your pockets"

Room 302, Building A

Who knows!

The supervisor was taken aback when he saw the two individuals suddenly take off running. They were conducting inspections at the school, walking in pairs in a synchronized manner along the campus paths, and running about indiscriminately was entirely out of line.

Gong Xiangpeng nodded

After class

What are you looking at? Can you conjure up a lot of money, or can you solve a case?

The sharp gaze of the supervisor was firmly fixed on them when Bu Moze's phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and answered the call in front of the supervisor, knowing that they were not allowed to bring phones to class.

"Classmates." As expected, the dean called them to a halt

"It feels as if one is preparing for death," Qiumeng said softly. Her expression was somber, and she was uncertain whether this feeling was correct, but Bai Yian's behavior was indeed perplexing.

Xu Lingshuang stood before the bathtub soaked in blood, glancing at the woman who had lost all color in her face and was confirmed dead. Her gaze shifted down to the frail wrist, where a deep cut was visible.

It seems you are not prepared to speak the truth. Xiao Liu also gave up and began to think of a clever way.

A gaze that is utterly unreserved and repugnant

This theory, which is labeled, is absolutely untenable, yet in this world, those who judge others by their appearance undoubtedly constitute the majority

The luxurious hotel is resplendent, and even the waitstaff's every move exudes refinement. Gong Xiangpeng and Qiu Meng were both astonished by the hotel's sophistication, feeling somewhat constrained upon entering.

Hmm. Gong Xiangpeng did not question Xu Lingshuang's words, but he always felt that this result was somewhat at odds with what he had "seen".

Xiao Cai stared at Shan Jiacun, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head. With a stream of nonsense, he dashed straight towards the balcony, having no mind left to glance at the bathroom

Qiu Meng gazed at the photos of Bai Yi'an, who appeared angelic, and was instantly rendered speechless. No matter how beautiful the face, it ultimately remains frozen in the grotesque expression at the time of death

The sudden compliment made Bu Moze's heart flutter; this was the first time Qiu Meng smiled at him so unreservedly

"Coercive interrogation?" Liu Chao twisted his hands, producing a creaking sound, his face darkened as he cast a disdainful glance at him and said, "Do you know who that handsome young man inside is?"

Unexpectedly, the thief did not continue running down but instead ran towards the door of the resident on the third floor, room 302. To everyone's surprise, the door of this house was actually unlocked. Without a second thought, he slipped inside and quickly locked the door behind him.

According to the preliminary examination results, it appears to be a suicide. The water in the bathtub is warm. Xu Ling removed her gloves on both sides while saying, "The blade is just lying on the edge of the bathtub, and there are no external injuries on the body. There are also no footprints from other individuals in the bathroom"

The on-site investigation has not yet been fully completed. If it is exposed by the reporters first, the situation will be difficult to manage. However, who exactly leaked the information about this place?

Upon hearing this, Qiumeng turned her head and glared fiercely at Bumoze. Who knows what he said in front of his father that led to such ridiculous remarks. However, Bumoze remained unfazed, his expression quite satisfied.

It is truly said that what one fears will come to pass. Qiu Meng could only lower her head silently under the curious gazes of her classmates from various teams as she passed by, praying in her heart that none of them recognized her. She also secretly vowed that if she were to interact with Bu Moze again, she would be a fool

... ...

She shook her head and softly said, "Fang Er has heard of it; it seems there is a song called 'Different is Different,' which Fang Er really likes"

Heh. Bu Mozhe smiled, grasping her wrist and said, "If I were to drug you, you would be lying on the bed right now"

Qiu Meng found it difficult to associate the exquisitely made-up, sweetly smiling, and beautifully indescribable Bai Yi'an in the photograph with the tragic and lonely corpse in the bathtub.

In my impression, he seems to always be seeking opportunities to express his feelings. Whether in jest or in earnest, Qiumeng always responds perfunctorily, though she is well aware of it.

"I have answered this question seriously before," Bu Moze said as he turned on the central air conditioning and casually took off his coat, adding in a leisurely manner, "Moreover, I would like to discuss something else with you today"

"What did you do in there for three minutes?" Liu Chao did not believe a word of Dan Jicun's nonsense. Having already broken into a high-end residential area, how could he not take something to justify his 'profession'?

Don't go, my criminal law class needs to be more vivid and engaging

You once again experienced the ability of the wealthy young master to speak without restraint, uttering shameless words, which left Qiumeng feeling somewhat embarrassed and angry

New, the new police officer? Single addition to the storage did not know the intention behind mentioning this person, but still answered thoughtfully

First, take him downstairs and let him reflect in the police car

I thought you knew

"What does Team Lan want from us?" Qiumeng asked, leaning against the wall with one hand, breathing heavily.

Liu Chao and Xiao Cai exchanged glances with each other; the explanation provided by Dan Jicun is within reason, but it is absolutely unconvincing

When you made me take the blame

Bu Mozhe turned his head speechlessly to look out the window. At this moment, late autumn had passed, and the trees outside were bare; even the small birds perched on the branches could be mistaken for crows.

The entire house was calm and undisturbed, like a stagnant pool of water. If it were not for the thief accidentally stumbling upon the scene of death, Bai Yi'an would have been discovered in a situation ten times more tragic than this.

"There is no need to thank me," Gong Xiangpeng said narcissistically

Outside the bathroom, Bo Teng was conducting a site inspection with Tang Yao and others. Gong Xiangpeng stood in the center of the living room with cotton plugs in both nostrils, his expression serious. Although it was comical, no one found it amusing

After listening, Lan Jicheng glanced at Bu Moze, thinking that these two had already gotten involved in their first year of university, truly a sign of insufficient training

In the end, only Bu Moze responded with enthusiasm.

Since the conclusion of the last case, Qiumeng has increasingly given off a sense of coldness and detachment. She often finds herself lost in thought alone, at times displaying a cold expression, and at other times sighing with melancholy.

Liu Chao raised the corners of his mouth and bent down to press for an answer: "Will you say it or not?"

In other words, Bai Yian received guests at home during his lifetime. However, it is illogical to still enter the house wearing shoes under the circumstances of being received.

Get lost

Bu Moze stole a glance at Qiu Meng and directly said one word: "Run". Thus, Qiu Meng, understanding the implication, did not hesitate for a moment and turned around to run back.

Thus, they could only watch helplessly as Qiumeng and Bumoze escaped

Therefore, the room could not possibly be so tidy, so tidy that it seemed she had not taken a moment's rest. Whatever it was like when she returned, she still maintained that same state.

I understand, but I just want to interpret it that way

Indeed, Bu Moze acknowledged that Qiu Meng was right. According to the recent itinerary of Bai Yi'an that he had just searched, she had already returned the day before yesterday

The motion-sensor lights in the corridor lit up layer by layer as the thief ran all the way to the third floor. Gong Xiangpeng and Bu Moze were hot on his heels, almost catching up to him.

Bu Mozhe suppressed his smile, exerted force, and pulled her to sit on his lap. His hand gently rested on her waist, and this intimate and ambiguous posture caused the temperature in the room to rise sharply

Bu Moze nodded and said, "Moreover, the furnishings at home are quite monotonous"

When Qiumeng first met this boy, although he was handsome and slender, with piercing eyes, for some reason he was staring at her intently

Ah, Qiumeng... In the distance, there was the sound of Fang Er calling, and I could faintly hear her asking suspiciously, "Yan Li, what are you doing?"

After two people walked along the road, pulling and tugging at each other for a while, they turned a corner and unexpectedly encountered two imposing wardens wearing white helmets.

You. "Qiumeng smiled brightly, saying word by word, 'I think you are more dazzling than a star, at least for now.'"

Lan Jicheng sat calmly on the sofa, casting a sidelong glance at Bu Moze and Qiu Meng who had just arrived, his eyes signaling them to come and take a seat

"If it is not a beverage, then what is it?" Gong Xiangpeng asked in a puzzled manner.

Upon seeing Liu Chao's eyes change in an instant, Dan Jia felt a surge of tension and was about to stand up to continue speaking: "Now, um, we cannot... use severe torture for interrogation, Officer..."

"My dad is not as handsome as I am," Bu Mozhe said to Qiumeng, emphasizing earnestly

"Otherwise, why would I bring you up here?" Bu Moze leaned against the door, a smile in his eyes.

Meanwhile, the photograph that was tucked inside the book suddenly fell to the ground, landing right at the feet of a certain boy

The third floor has been cordoned off by the police, and no reporters are allowed to approach. Bu Mozhe took Qiumeng directly into the elevator, and this time they successfully reached the eighth floor

Is the assailant who was injured by Qiumeng not pursuing the matter any further

The single addition of the storage is pressed tightly against the wall, and the sight of this police officer in uniform "threatening" people is truly unsettling. The young man inside exudes an air of nobility in his every gesture, and he is so familiar with the police, indicating that he is definitely not an ordinary person

Finally creating some distance from him, Qiumeng let out a sigh of relief, and the usually cold demeanor seemed to have vanished. At this moment, there was only the unspoken flutter of a young girl's heart.

Qiu Meng, however, hurriedly raised her hand to cover his mouth, lowering her voice to warn, "I beg you not to act like a rogue while wearing your police uniform"

Not allowed

Bored and burdened with worries. Qiumeng took one last look at the photo and, speaking to herself, walked into the bedroom. As she caressed the soft black-and-white checkered bedspread, she said to Bumoze, "It's a bit strange"

Thus, bypassing the topic of Gong Xiangpeng's invitation, she directly asked: "His father ... ... "

"Stay away from me." Qiumeng shook off his hand with great seriousness and quickly took three steps back

"... ... Team Gong, I went upstairs with Bu Moze first"

The manager walked straight to Mr. Bumoze's side and said respectfully: "Mr. Bu has sent his regards, and this meal for you and your friend is on him"

Bu Mozhe said calmly: "Thank him for me"

Upon seeing this, Bu Mozhe hurriedly threw a phrase to Qiu Meng, saying "Stay here," and immediately chased after. This scene felt familiar, yet each time, she had never heard his words.

Xiao Liu and Xiao Cai were questioning the thief in the corridor at the entrance. At this moment, the thief was already handcuffed, squatting by the wall, with his head hanging down

At that moment, Qiu Meng said softly, "No wonder I seemed to see a star just now"

I am here specifically to treat you all to a meal. Gong Xiangpeng alleviated his embarrassment and immediately returned to the main topic

The school dormitory lacks even air conditioning, and in the summer, there is always one bed that is out of reach of the ceiling fan. Moreover..." Qiu Meng walked in, increasingly incredulous, and asked, "To be honest, why did you choose to attend the police academy?"

Bumoze glanced at the dilated pupils of Qiumeng and calmly replied, "Hmm."

These are all individual photos. At this moment, Qiumeng suddenly said. Indeed, looking around at all the photos displayed outside, not a single one is a group photo.

You might come to like me

Unable to endure any longer, Qiumeng stood at attention and shouted "Report," then pushed the door open and entered. Bumozhe stifled a laugh and followed her into the office

Ke Bu Mo Ze spoke candidly: "You just took me away from a man who was coveting you without asking for my opinion. I might misunderstand that you are asserting ownership."

Hmph. Lan Jicheng snorted coldly, his eyes sweeping over the two students sitting opposite him, and said, "This is an order."

At this moment, for some unknown reason, the three individuals who had just taken their seats not only awaited the arrival of the waiter but also the hotel manager.

"Do you live alone?" Having seen Bai Yi'an's home, Qiu Meng couldn't help but ask, as she had begun to imagine what Bu Moze's home might be like.

Gong Xiangpeng, with a serious expression that seemed to say "Don't worry," said earnestly: "In order to commit a crime, he prepared a 'drug' of unknown utility, and created the conditions for the crime, bringing you back home. Well, he is a preparatory offender. He can be compared to a completed offender for the purpose of mitigating, reducing, or exempting punishment."

Every time class begins, Bu Moze, who chooses to sit behind her, lets out a cold laugh. He thinks to himself, if crime is innate, then there exists the notion of a criminal gene. In this case, if there are criminals within one's bloodline, then those who carry the criminal gene, regardless of their true nature, will inevitably become prisoners.

The professor mentioned in accordance with the content of the book that there are various reasons for crime, just like how most people have desires, but only a few make wrong choices when facing their desires. The reasons behind this have been analyzed by different scholars and experts in each time period, leading to various conclusions.

Bu Mozela took Qiu Meng's hand, as if afraid she would run away, and said to Gong Xiangpeng: "Just a joke, I only invited you to my home as guests"

What are you doing

The thief, named Shan Jiacun, recounted the events with lingering fear and is a repeat offender. However, he only steals a small amount each time, taking just one item at a time, as if he possesses some sort of "professional ethics".

Gong Dui rolled his eyes silently, thinking that these two were truly never-ending. Just as he was mentally complaining about them for the tenth time, the elevator reached the fifth floor and opened its doors

I am cold not only in my hands! Let go of me quickly!

Twelve minutes later, the vehicle came to a steady stop in a location that was completely opposite to the intended destination

I want to return to school

Is this hotel your family's?" Gong Xiangpeng quietly confirmed

Your ?

Fang Er was in a hurry to go to the restroom and hurriedly handed her bag to Qiu Meng before rushing out of the classroom. At that moment, Qiu Meng had already reached the door and was about to put the book back in the bag when, inadvertently, the book fell directly to the ground.

How to say it

Gong Xiangpeng saw it, but the other numbers were unclear. At the same time, he was worried that the thief might escape through the balcony of the resident's home, and he was anxiously thinking of various ways to address the situation

Thanks to Tu Bumoze, Gong Xiangpeng and Qiu Meng had quite a delightful meal. That meal can be described as a feast, although now that it is over, they cannot recall exactly what they ate

Aren't you afraid?" Bu Moze's voice was slow, carrying a hint of intrigue.

The two of them walked to the television in the living room, and Xu Lingshuang stopped in her tracks and said to him, "I will inform you of the specific situation after I conduct a further analysis."

"Do not go listen," Bo Moze said to her, "so as not to recall her face"

Qiu Meng still remembers the words spoken by Bu Moze's father. Although she has never heard them with her own ears, Gong Xiangpeng would not go so far as to fabricate lies to deceive.

Qiu Meng turned around. Bu Moze already appeared to be the head of the family, tugging at his collar, comfortably seated on the sofa, slightly tilting his head to meet her gaze

Upon seeing three people in the elevator, two of whom were men, the thief immediately turned and ran down the stairs

With his left hand raised, holding up his right hand, he swore to the heavens: "Officer, I didn't do anything, I just rushed to the balcony! I was scared out of the bathroom!"

"His father, your future father-in-law, is quite handsome and does not look like a man in his forties at all. No wonder Bu Moze is so good-looking; he must have taken after his father," Gong Xiangpeng teased.

I did not mean that

"Captain Gong, what are you waiting for? People like this should be arrested." Qiumeng pleaded for help from Captain Gong

"I really do not wish for us to deepen our feelings at the crime scene every time." Bu Moze seemed somewhat helpless, yet remained gentle, "I also do not want you to see too many unpleasant things. If possible, could you look at me more often?"

My dad doesn't even have time to hit me. " Bu Moze casually stated a fact, giving Qiu Meng a slight smile, " I hope you will show mercy after you marry in.

"Come here, extend your hand, let me cuff you back to the station to sober you up..." Gong Xiangpeng said nothing as he reached for the handcuffs at his waist, seemingly intending to put them on him

This is also the first time Qiumeng has admitted her "liking" for him

You should call the police first and then check the status of your property. Rest assured, the person you chased after earlier was a police officer, and he will definitely catch the thief

There are indeed many contradictions. Qiumeng sighed softly, and when she slightly raised her head, she saw Bumoze staring at her right in front of her.

Gong Xiangpeng was unexpectedly hit in the nose by a thief who opened the door, causing blood to flow instantly. At the same time, Qiu Meng happened to arrive, and her rapid breathing could not mask the terrifying reality she had just heard.

Ensure the completion of the task

The scent that permeates the air is also faint, lacking any particularly distinctive fragrance

The furniture and daily necessities such as the sofa, coffee table, television, and bed do not reflect the appearance one would expect from a star. The colors in the home are quite plain, as if fearing that others might tarnish her pure space

Bai Yi'an's home was cleaned thoroughly, and everyone entered wearing slippers. Bo Teng found the footprints of a third person here, aside from them. Moreover, there were two tall glasses on the coffee table in the living room, with a little red wine still remaining in the cups

In the elevator, Gong Xiangpeng focused his gaze and suddenly saw a man in loose-fitting jeans, a black cotton jacket, and wearing a medical mask, who was urgently searching for an exit.

I will take you to my home tonight, even if I have to force my way in

Bu Moze casually placed one hand in his pocket and said, "I have been waiting for this day, so I put some thought into the preparations"

Qiu Meng did not pay attention to the book that had fallen to the ground; instead, she nervously stepped forward to pick up the photograph first

It must be very chaotic outside now, so we will just sleep here for one night. I have already organized the clothes for changing, but I didn't buy any pajamas. " Bu Moze said simply, feeling annoyed as he placed his hands on his hips, " Just wear mine for now.

Qiu Meng was taken aback, retracting her hand, but her right hand was instead firmly grasped by Bu Moze. In the presence of a large crowd, she was eager to break free.

"The idle onlookers need not show themselves." Bu Moze suddenly reached out and pulled Qiu Meng over, saying to Gong Xiangpeng, "I will take Qiu Meng away first to avoid being photographed."

With a "click," the door opened

Xiao Cai chuckled softly, deliberately amplifying the atmosphere, and said: "Indeed, he is not a police officer. So when the time comes and you end up with a bruised face, we will just say it was him who did it"

You don't need to tell me; I have long wanted to take it out! Qiumeng silently shouted in indignation, quickly withdrawing her hand from Bumozhe's pocket.

After fastening the seatbelt, Gong Xiangpeng asked with concern, "You have a driver's license, right?"

His gaze did not linger on the photograph for a moment, and he directly returned it to Qiumeng

But when she saw the change of clothes placed in the bedroom, she finally could no longer contain her anger and shouted: "Bu! Mo! Ze! You are truly too perverted!"

"You, you really are..." Qiumeng felt so ashamed that she wanted to die, her hands clenched tightly, and she stammered, "Then you should just buy clothes! Why are you buying underwear! Do you have some disgusting fetish! You pervert!"

Qiu Meng's cheeks flushed slightly, and this untimely joke made her feel somewhat irritated. In a moment of impulsiveness, she retorted, "I'm not as pretty as your mother either"

Bu Mozhe looked at Gong Xiangpeng again and said discontentedly, "The meal that should have been treated in summer has ended up being waited for until winter"

One cannot compare to those boys with long legs and long arms, who can pick up a photo with a single bend of the waist. The voice is somewhat sharp, which is not a symbol of friendliness

The three individuals then entered the elevator. After Bu Moze swiped his card, he pressed the number 8. He turned to Qiu Meng and said: "160909"

Qiu Meng pulled Bu Moze and hurried to the national flag in the square. Perhaps fearing that her unusual behavior would cause him to feel uneasy and speculate, she gradually slowed her pace

"Okay, I will contact you later." Gong Xiangpeng currently does not have extra time to take care of Qiumeng and Bumoze, so he agreed.

Qiu Meng elbowed him in the abdomen and walked into the room without any courtesy. As expected, it was still different from what she had imagined; the place he lived alone was far more luxurious than she had envisioned.

I would never go there even if I die

A sharp female voice suddenly rang out

Whether it was a wrist-cutting suicide or something else, Xu Lingshuang is still unable to draw a conclusion. Thus, she squats in front of the bathtub with her colleagues, as the blood seeping from beneath the bathtub slowly flows towards the drain, the dim and cramped space becoming their final resting place

Gong Xiangpeng merely smiled without responding, and Team Leader Lan took over the conversation, saying: "I was actually going to call you to inform you that if the penalty points notice arrives on my desk, both of you are doomed."

Qiu Meng shuddered all over, grabbed Bu Moze's hand, and turned to leave

A distance of less than one meter, with no physical contact whatsoever, yet it makes one feel flushed all over

The ripples stirred by that vat of blood water reminded her of the river surface at night, eerily tranquil

Ah, I cannot keep you in my pocket, come to my embrace instead

The air indoors is also cold, but fortunately, the person sitting beside me is warm

Bu Mozhe shook his head, his gaze falling on Qiu Meng. He had always found quiet girls uninteresting, yet her single-minded demeanor made him restless.

As Gong Xiangpeng reached the door and just grasped the doorknob, the door was firmly locked. He couldn't help but feel a tightening in his chest; just moments ago, he had looked up at the building, and the lights on the third floor were on, indicating that someone was home

Did you not buy pajamas? Qiumeng chewed on this phrase that sounded rather strange

Gong Xiangpeng, due to inertia, immediately pressed against the armchair and shouted loudly, "Stop the car for me!"

Suddenly, after just three minutes of avoiding the thief at the entrance, he burst out of the door, fell to the ground against the wall, his eyes wide open, pointing into the room, and shouted in terror: "Ah—there's a dead person... there is a dead person inside!"

Qiu Meng followed Bu Moze for the first time without any objections, obediently walking alongside him

What are you doing? Walking with your hands in your pockets will get you points deducted if the supervisor sees you! Qiumeng once again found herself caught in a new round of struggle

I. Bu Mozhe stopped, turned towards her and said, "The ownership belongs to you. However, you must spend the usage rights wisely, for instance, on the wedding night..."

Three seconds later, Bu Moze concluded the call with the word "good"

It was only when Bu Mozhe turned to leave that Qiumeng truly believed that her insistence on so-called "individualism" had completely collapsed

Bu Moze had an obvious wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. After going to such lengths to trick him into coming home, how could he possibly let him go so easily

Hmm?

"The deceased Bai Yi'an is a well-known star, aged twenty-five." Bu Moze said to Qiu Meng while standing in front of a wall covered with photos of the deceased, "Have you heard her songs?"

Bu Mozhe, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, showing no signs of distress. He reached out and took the two bags from her hands, moving forward as he said: "As soon as the person on the other end of the phone opened their mouth, they scolded: 'You two little rascals better run, or you'll be waiting to lose points!'"

Suddenly, he realized an issue, so he stepped forward and pressed down on Bu Moze's shoulder, speaking in a sarcastic tone: "No wonder you deceived me into thinking you were drinking alcohol; you just wanted to bring Qiu Meng here to do something bad, didn't you"

The quilt she made is very neat, with almost no creases. Moreover, everything in the bedroom is organized in an orderly manner, including the cosmetics on the vanity... Don't you think there is not a trace of life here

It is still necessary, after all, they have made significant contributions

A terrifying premonition runs rampant within the body, with no discernible source. The unease is akin to weeds, growing wildly.

"It tastes like a beverage," Bu Moze said, after which he took the car keys from Gong Xiangpeng's hand and directly opened the driver's door.

Then you can talk after you make the changes Autumn's little heart was racing non-stop but she exhibited remarkable self-control, revealing not the slightest hint of nervousness

Lan Jicheng observed that they had already caused quite a commotion. He raised his wrist to check his watch and said, "It is getting late; we should hurry if we are going to take them out for a meal"

The manager, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, with hair meticulously styled and a face adorned with a well-rehearsed smile, said: "Well then, enjoy your meal"

Qiumeng and Bumozhe, who had rushed up to the fifth floor of the teaching building in one go, stopped at the stairway entrance on the fifth floor. Qiumeng, carrying two bags, was even a bit out of breath from the exertion

Bu Mozhe suddenly smiled, grasped her wrist, leaned close to her ear, and repeated: "160909, if you like it, I can change the bank card password to this as well"

These unscrupulous police officers. Bu Moze thought in silence, turning around and re-entering the house. However, just as he stepped inside, he was ordered by Bo Teng to stand at the entrance and not to move again

Qiu Meng was originally at ease waiting for the elevator to ascend, but after hearing the six numbers mentioned by Bu Moze, she quickly shook her head, trying to erase these numbers from her mind. Feeling a bit dizzy from the shaking, she finally said: "I do not want to know the password to your bank card or the key to your home door."

"Have you already drugged me?" Qiumeng's heart raced uncontrollably; she felt she must be going crazy, both frustrated and angry

After briefly explaining a few words, Qiumeng resolutely joined the team to catch the thief. Although Gong Xiangpeng was present and the thief appeared to be alone, she still could not stand by idly, nor could she do nothing and hide behind Bumozhe, waiting for him to return

"Her front door was not locked." Bu Moze's gaze was icy, providing a more peculiar detail.

There is no need to worry about the technical aspects; all three of my father's cars have been damaged by me, so I am quite experienced. After saying this, Bu Moze pressed the accelerator and quickly drove the car away

Bu Moze's palm was empty, and she felt a hint of displeasure, maintaining her distance from her. Calmly, she said: "If you don't come over soon, when I pour you tea later, my hand might shake and accidentally add some medicine to it"

Gong Xiangpeng got out of the car and immediately recognized that this towering building was a certain upscale residential area. Although he had never been here before, he was well aware of it.

"I said I would buy you new clothes," Bu Moze heard Qiu Meng's voice and knew what she had seen. He gritted his teeth, walked to the bedroom, leaned against the door frame at an angle, and asked, "I picked them out, do you like them?"

"Captain Gong, many reporters have come downstairs." At this moment, Xiao Cai quickly walked over from the window, informing him of the observed situation.

Bu Mozhe turned to the side, only to see Qiu Meng and Gong Xiangpeng looking at him in surprise

Stop! Gong Xiangpeng blocked the elevator door that was about to close and rushed out with a swift stride

"Hehe, investigating the case is urgent, investigating the case." Liu Chao and Xiao Cai exchanged glances, linking arms, and quickly withdrew.