Muchuan and Xiang Wan

Chapter 12: , What are you doing? Yingming Shenwu

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Xiang Wan stiffened his neck and looked at him like hell, "What are you doing?"

Bai Muchuan answered concisely and clearly, "Check the case!"

Why did you go to her house for investigation? Doubtful to the night.

...

Heavy rain changed to light rain

Bai Muchuan's car drove into the street that Xiang Wan was familiar with.

He did not drive the car into the alley, but parked on the inside of the bus stop.

Xiang Wan really wanted to remind him that he would be punished with a ticket, but he looked serious, thinking about it without punishing his money.

She pushed the door of the car, walked a few steps holding the computer, choked Yu Si into the nose, and sneezed.

There was a door closing sound behind. Then, an umbrella handle stretched out.

He turned his head to look at Bai Muchuan's expressionless face, hesitated, and took the umbrella, "What about you?"

Bai Muchuan strode ahead, "I don't need to."

The rain is not heavy.

His tall figure walked ahead, stretched by the street lamp, and stared at the night for a while before he followed.

...

The narrow alley was in front of me, and the light was darker than when I ran out of here late.

The wind didn't know where it came from, cool and quiet, frozen bones.

Xiang Wan felt cold behind and looked back nervously.

There is no one else in the dark and long alley—

She swallowed hard and quietly moved closer to Bai Muchuan.

Some, some, some more...

Bai Muchuan noticed her subconscious move and squinted, not speaking.

In the quiet atmosphere, there is a trace of treacherous.

The two stepped on the wet ground, and no one spoke, but the sound of footsteps seemed to be some kind of note, which struck in the heart every time.

Heavy... horror!

This ghost place! Looking back, she moved to find a house.

Xiang Wan kept moving towards Bai Muchuan, but he suddenly stopped, causing her to hit the umbrella with someone.

"Yeah!" Xiang Wan's heart beats joyfully, "Sorry."

"Where is it?" Bai Muchuan asked suddenly.

Obviously, he and her thoughts are not in the same channel at all, and they don’t know that the actors in Xiang Wan’s mind have written and acted in several series of dramas.

"What?" Xiang Wan was asked inexplicably.

Bai Muchuan stopped and looked at the wet road, slowly looking up at the dense residential buildings on both sides, "where the flower pots fell."

Xiang Wan was startled and stared at him strangely, "How do you know?"

Bai Muchuan did not explain, and repeated with a cool voice, "Where did the flower pot fall?"

When meeting such a policeman, I had a headache.

No matter what he asked, she had to answer it truthfully and could not hide it at all.

However, as long as he does not want to answer questions, he can ignore her.

This is an unequal relationship, and Xiangye cannot fight for equal rights.

After all, Bai Muchuan has the right to investigate everything about her, obtain her privacy, whereabouts, and even monitor her phone—

Walking towards the night with an umbrella a few times around, he found that the mud stains on the ground had been swept by people, the rain rushed, and no traces could be seen. She could only rely on the reference objects of the residential area to determine the approximate location, and then stood there, pointing to the fourth floor.

"It's right here. I looked up at the time and saw a figure on the fourth floor window sill!"

"who?"

"I didn't see clearly, and... I'm not sure, and there is no evidence to prove it."

Her style of having evidence for everything is psychologically impaired. "What happened in these two days is too bizarre. Sometimes I start to doubt my life. I even doubt myself whether I have seen... "

Bai Muchuan gave her a deep look and motioned her to retreat.

...Regardless of complaints?

The little hum in Xiang Wan's nose was uncomfortable and silently backed away.

Bai Muchuan stood at the position she had just looked at the window on the fourth floor, her eyes narrowed.

Under such light, his cold side profile is more distinct, and his eyes are like an abyss, and the dark is bottomless.

Xiang Wan didn't know what he was thinking.

For about half a minute, he returned to normal and turned his head.

"Are you going back?"

"..."

The talker turned too fast and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"No need to go back?" he asked again, looking at her up and down coldly, "such as changing clothes?"

Tonight I was wearing a "blind date suit" for Fang Yuanyuan for her. It is said that in order to reflect the exquisite curve of her posture, she squeezed a little good river from the airport, and the clothes chosen by Fang Yuanyuan were a little thin. Still short sleeves.

I don't feel cold in the hot pot restaurant.

But in the drizzle of the windy alleys, it was really cool and cold.

Did he just hear her sneeze?

wrong! How could Officer Bai be so kind?

Xiang Wan was frightened by his thoughts and called a cold war, "Ok...Thank you."

To her sluggishness, Bai Muchuan only had a disgusting look, and then raised her wrist to watch the time, "Is it half an hour for you, is it enough?"

Isn't he going up? Xiang Wan glanced at the deep alley, silent.

Bai Muchuan walked ahead again, "Speed!"

A fireworks exploded in Xiang Wan's heart suddenly, and Fart Bing Fang Dang followed, "...Thank you Officer Bai!"

...

This time going home, I was not nervous anymore.

The presence of a policeman is like asking for a fairy body protector, and "those things" can't get close.

When she entered the house to get things, Bai Muchuan waited at the door of her house and did not enter.

He lit a cigarette, smoked half a cigarette, and walked back and forth for several laps. Before he came out late, he knocked on the door with a black face, "Hurry up!"

Xiangye was behind the door panel, slowly opened the door, and looked up at him innocently with his head up, "Let me come back to change my clothes, are you going to... formally detain me?"

This is the only reasonable explanation for Bai Muchuan's behavior tonight after she thinks about it.

Bai Muchuan twitched his lips tightly.

Then, with a sullen face, said impatiently, "Go to Penalty! Your suspicion has not been lifted."

Big penalty? Do you have to review her again?

Carrying a computer bag in one hand, holding an umbrella in the other, and following Bai Muchuan's tall body to the night, his expression has an indescribable sorrow--

In this bizarre case, she is no longer the author of all the living things in the book. She can no longer control the storyline and the joys and sorrows of the characters. She can only helplessly be involved in an uncontrollable mess and wait for the fate to be pronounced.

...

As a result, she guessed wrong.

Bai Muchuan took her to the punishment university, did not raise the trial, nor did she shut her to the detention center.

In the office of the 720 task force, he pointed her to a chair and a table and asked her to sit down and write a novel.

That's right! Is to write her "Murder Man"-

"You haven't updated today." He said, "Write it."

Are you hell? Xiangyue didn't know what was happening at all, with a bold question mark on his face.

"...I have no problem with my ears, Officer Bai?"

Bai Muchuan pulled a chair beside her, a serious book, "For me, you write!"

...

Why Xiang Wan was stared at by the 720 project team was actually not wronged.

The case in her book is very similar to the 720 case. Even the heroine of "Murder Man" is an online author-it can be said that the set similarity has reached 80%, which makes people wonder whether she is No way!

However, after the death of the great local tyrant Zhao Jiahang in the book, as in reality, the police have not closed the case yet-

Yes, her update yesterday did not mention the main point of the case.

Today, I went to eat hot pot late, and haven't written an update yet-

She is not used to making changes, but-is it appropriate to write a book at the Criminal Investigation Brigade?

Xiang Wan was burnt by doubt, "Police Officer, are you a fan?"

Bai Muchuan frowned, "I'm not interested in obscene literature."

Obscene literature? Xiang Wan coughed lightly, "Why are you urging all the more to the author?"

Bai Muchuan's face was cold, "So far, you are still the biggest suspect. So, it is you who need to be charged urgently. Do you want to cooperate with the police?"

"……want."

Xiang night gritted his teeth, no longer argue, "How do you want me to write?"

Bai Muchuan spoke slowly word by word, "Just write: because the case occurred is very similar to the plot of the novel, so a police officer found the hostess to understand the situation -"

"Ah!?" Is it to be fully integrated with reality?

"The police grasped the key clues of the case and extracted the fingerprints of the suspects in the accident car."

"..."

"The criminal suspect tried to cause the accidental death of the mistress, wrote about the accident at the alley, the flower pot fell, the sea and the sky were tracked, and the downtown accident was written!"

"?"

"Also, the police have locked the escape vehicle...not far from the truth."

"..."

Who wrote this book?

In her setting, it is still far from the truth.

The truth is clear without the twists and turns of 21st, 21st and 21st.

What's more, he was not allowed to disclose the investigation details of the case before.

Now it was him who let her deliberately pass on the details with the novel.

Xiang Wan narrowed her eyes, "Sergeant Bai, I don't understand?"

Bai Muchuan looked at her and slowly stood up, "Give you two hours! I will come over later."

Write so many updates in two hours? Does he think she is a tentacle?

Xiang Wan made an "angry" expression to his back.