Chapter 216 Life is like a play (12)
Wen Chan looked at Aunt Liu and the mayor who had already brought out the dishes, and replied quickly.
【What happened? 】
Qin Ji: 【Jiao Si is dead. 】
Wen Chan: "?"
Why did he die suddenly? Didn't anything happen last night?
"Mayor, Aunt Liu, I'm sorry, I may not be able to eat this meal today."
Wen Chan stood up suddenly.
"What happened?" Aunt Liu asked.
"One of my companions seems to have died. I have to go and take a look." Wen Chan grabbed Zhong Lian who was still sitting.
"What!" The mayor's reaction was even greater than that of Wen Chan.
"Is it one of those people living in my house? What's going on? It's not a good sign that something like this happened to my house! Go and have a look!"
< br>He put down what he was holding and ran out.
Wen Chan dragged Zhong Lian behind.
Before walking out of the door, he looked back at Aunt Liu and said, "Auntie, won't you go with us?"
Aunt Liu seemed to have just come back to her senses, and smiled at her awkwardly, "No, I'm a little afraid of this kind of thing... You guys go, it must be a pity."
Wen Chan nodded, "Today is really troublesome, Auntie ”
After that, she dragged Zhong Lian out of the yard.
Until the breeze blew away the lingering fragrance in her nose, Wen Chan quickly looked back.
Where is Aunt Liu’s shadow in the yard?
All that was left was a pile of empty bowls on the table.
“Look.”
Wen Chan pushed Zhong Lian.
Zhou Lian looked back and saw exactly the same scene as Wen Chan saw.
"What's going on?" With his head, he couldn't understand these things at all.
Wen Chan remained silent and pulled him towards the east courtyard.
While walking, I asked, "Did you know something when you cursed Qin Ji last night... that was your Uncle Qin?"
"I know his name is Qin Ji! Don't remind me. He is that Uncle Qin!" Zhong Lian snorted, " Cicada, you let others take advantage of me!"
Wen Chan asked: "So what's the point?"
"I don't know," Zhong Lian said honestly, "I don't always curse. Is it hard to hear anything? ”
The corner of Wen Chan's mouth twitched, "Is that what you thought at the time?"
"Yeah." He lowered his eyes, "So you took that as a curse?"
Wen Chan: "... ..."
When Wen Chan arrived in the east courtyard, he saw Qin Ji, Pang Yue, Yang Qiao and the mayor all in the courtyard.
Jos's body was lying in the room. They had probably gone in to take a look.
The mayor sighed deeply, "There is nothing we can do about this sudden illness."
"Sickness?"
Wen Chan dragged Zhan Lian into the yard.
She saw her suitcase placed in the corner of the yard, and the room that Jiaos lived in was the one Wen Chan chose yesterday.
She didn't come back last night, but she also made an impromptu decision to sleep with Zhong Lian last night.
Before deciding, she finished rummaging through the box and put it back in the room. The box should occupy its place in the room.
Later she went out and others heard her say that she was staying at the mayor's house, so these three people were invited in by the mayor.
I don’t know whether Jiaos moved into this room after he was sure she would not come back to live there, or whether he threw her suitcase out and moved in by himself even though he knew someone was there.
No matter what the situation was, Wen Chan vaguely felt that if she had not gone to the west courtyard to sleep, she might have been the one who suffered last night.
Whoever lives in this room will get into trouble.
Seeing a room with suitcases but no one in it, you still dare to go in and live in it. What an unlucky kid.
Now that the mayor said that Jiao Si died of illness, Wen Chan felt strange.
"There are no external injuries on his body, but his face is a bit ugly. He must be suffering from some disease, and there is no way to ask for help in the middle of the night, so...well." The mayor explained to Wen Chan.
Wen Chan went to pull her suitcase over and asked Zhong Lian to keep it for her and take it back later.
Enter Jos's room by yourself to check on his condition.
She did not interact with the other players throughout the whole process. Qin Ji glanced at her one more time and finally focused on Zhong Lian.
Zhong Lian had already straightened his back when he looked over. He put his hands on the handles of the suitcase, his nostrils pointing to the sky, glaring at Qin Ji, "What are you looking at!"
< br>He is no longer a child now. With his superior appearance and perfect figure, who wouldn’t want to take another look at him?
It is much more popular than Qin Ji, a shameless guy wearing a mask!
Qin Ji withdrew his gaze and followed Wen Chan into the room.
When Zhong Lian saw this, he quickly threw Wen Chan's suitcase aside, ran over quickly, squeezed Qin Ji who was already at the door, rushed in and stood next to Wen Chan.
"Cicada, are you tired? Wipe your sweat."
He pinched his sleeves and raised his hand to wipe Wen Chan's sweat.
But his eyes were looking at Qin Ji.
As if to show off how close his relationship with Wen Chan is.
Wen Chan felt that he was a bit in the way, blocking her view of the corpse.
Patted his arm gently, trying to get him to take his hands away.
As a result, I heard "Oops" from Zhong Lian.
"It hurts so much, Cicada, you touched my wound."
"..."
Wen Chan glanced at him strangely, when did he get hurt?
Zhou Lian picked up his sleeve, and there was a purple tooth mark on his strong forearm, "Did you bite it and forgot about it?"
Wen Chan: "... ”
Although, she remembers that she didn’t hit this place just now, right?
Also, why are you shouting so loudly!
"My mouth hurts too~ Is it too dry? Chanchan, I want to drink water~" Zhong Lian pursed her lower lip again, revealing the bitten lip.
“…”
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Wen Chan glanced back, and sure enough, she saw Qin Ji standing at the door.
She casually mentioned a few words about Uncle Qin, which made this boy remember it, and he even started to compete with Qin Ji.
Qin Ji probably regarded him as a lunatic.
But there was no other way. She had brought up the matter about Uncle Qin herself.
Wen Chan grabbed his collar, pulled him towards her, raised her head and kissed him on the lips.
Easy to touch.
“Okay, let’s play.”
It's just that he wants to declare his sovereignty. This little idea is too obvious.
“Oh.”
As expected, Zhong Lian was much happier.
He stopped pestering Wen Chan, stepped aside, stretched out his hand to touch his lips, and then turned to look at Qin Ji provocatively.
The smile on his face was bright and a little evil.
It's a pity that Wen Chan didn't see it.
She was still observing the body on the bed carefully.
As the mayor said, there were no signs of trauma on Jiaos’ body. Except for his ugly face, everything else was normal and he didn’t even struggle.
He seemed to have died suddenly.
Qin Ji couldn't stand Zhong Lian's childish behavior and ignored him at all.
He ignored Zhong Lian, strode to Wen Chan's side, and whispered, "It's weird."
Before Wen Chan had time to reply, Zhong Lian sarcastically said, "It's not obvious. Is it something? "
Qin Ji rolled her eyes at him for the first time and continued to say to Wen Chan: "There was no movement in the yard last night."
Wen Chan asked him not to sleep too much, but he really didn't sleep too much.
He listened to every move in the yard, but he never heard Jos calling for help. Finally, Lian opened his mouth and wanted to retaliate.
Qin Ji didn't give him a chance this time. He added again: "The mayor wants to lead this matter to the death of illness, so that he can probably evade responsibility and not cause us to panic."
Wen Chan nodded in agreement.
Zhou Lian: "You think..."
Qin Ji: "Also, can you shut him up?"
Wen Chan glanced at Zhong Lian.
Zhou Lian was shocked at first, then became unbelievable, and finally felt aggrieved.
"Cicada, are you hurting me for him?"
Wen Chan is innocent, "I didn't say anything."
Zhu Lian: "You just stared at me!"
Wen Chan rubbed his back teeth, took a deep breath, walked towards Zhong Lian, stretched out his arms and hooked his neck from behind, forcing him to fall on top of her.
She gritted her teeth and warned in a low voice, "That's my boss! It's very easy to give money! Can you be honest? I'll piss him off. No one will give me money in the future. How can I save money?" Do you want to buy a house?”
Zhou Lian: “?”
When did he say he wanted a house?
But when she said this, he seemed to really...want it.
Zhong Lian blinked at her, "I won't say anything anymore."
It turns out that Cicada had to compromise in front of this man just to make money to buy him a house!
It’s so hard.
It would be great if his troupe could make money.
Wen Chan heard his promise and let go of him, "Just wait!"
After warning Zhong Lian, she turned back to Qin Ji, "I'm sorry, Boss Qin, my boyfriend talks too much, it's funny."
Qin Ji: "?"
He was already shocked when he saw Wen Chan kiss Zhong Lian, and now he was even more shocked when he heard her admitting her relationship with Zhong Lian.
"Where was the child yesterday?" he asked.
Wen Chan casually pointed her finger at the end of pity.
Qin Ji: "..."
"It's really good. It can also become bigger or smaller. It's really good." There was no ups and downs in his tone, but he could feel some strange yin and yang energy.
Wen Chan said calmly: "Boss Qin, we are serious people, don't speak so dirty."
Qin Ji: "?"
He is talking about people. Get bigger, get smaller, what do you mean?
Who is not a decent person? !
Looking at Wen Chan's serious expression, Qin Ji rolled his eyes again.
He used to worry too much about her lack of love.
If she lacks love, she will find it on her own, and she will dare to fall in love with any messy monster.
Who can love her!
"Let me tell you something serious."
Wen Chan suddenly turned her head slightly and asked him in a low voice: "Did you dream last night?"
Qin Ji said coldly: " I don’t even dare to sleep, what do you think?”
Wen Chan looked at him, looking at his eyes so carefully for the first time.
There is a bit of coldness, a bit of contempt, a bit of restraint in the depth, and there is a big dark circle under the eye.
Wow, the fan-shaped statistical chart of the boss’s extraordinary eyes!
Wen Chan looked away, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, lowered her head, suppressing a smile, "I'll go out and ask others."
It's so funny.
Qin Ji felt to her like a standard male protagonist in some book, but he also had his own thoughts and was not rigid in his actions.
Going to that station and doing nothing gives people the illusion that he is not in the same dimension. However, some of his behaviors make people feel that they are inconsistent with his image. He is very easy to get along with and is a bit disconnected. feel.
To put it nicely, it should be called a sense of contrast.
In short, it inexplicably made Wen Chan laugh.
She waved to Zhong Lian, who immediately ran towards her, and the two of them left the room together.
“What do you see?”
As soon as he went out, Pang Yue came up to him.
Obviously, none of these players thought that Joss died of illness.
Even Yang Qiao and the mayor looked at her.
Wen Chan shrugged, "It's the same as the mayor said."
Pang Yue and Yang Qiao were stunned.
The mayor had an expression of "I just said that" and sighed: "He has a medical condition and travels alone, and his family doesn't care. Can you prove his death for me?" Is it okay? Oh~ I don’t know what to do now. It’s not a problem to keep the body here. I can only collect it first, and then find a way to contact his family to collect the body.”
Wen Chan immediately said: "Don't bother me. I know his family, and they happen to be traveling nearby. It only takes two hours to drive here."
The way she opened her eyes and told lies made everyone confused. He looked over at her.
Wen Chan continued to remain calm, "Mayor, if you have something to do, go and do your own business first. We are all friends and will handle this matter well. Don't worry, it must have nothing to do with you. You are kind. We would also like to thank you for taking us in."
"Ah..." The mayor seemed relieved, but his eyes flickered on Wen Chan's face, as if to confirm whether what she said was true or false. .
Wen Chan smiled at him and said, "We really know each other. I'll call his parents right now."
The mayor stared at her.
Wen Chan: "..."
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and no one moved.
After a while, the mayor asked: "Where is your phone number?"
Wen Chan: "..."
If she had a phone, wouldn't she have already taken it out?
“Here I am.” Qin Ji walked out of the house holding her cell phone.
"She didn't take her suitcase yesterday, so I packed it for her."
After that, she handed the phone to Wen Chan.
"Ah, thank you, I said why I can't find it." Wen Chan took it and performed it everywhere.
It's a pity that this phone has nothing except camera function and photo album.
It’s really hard for her.
But fortunately, I successfully deceived the mayor.
The mayor's expression was a little subtle. He looked at Wen Chan and then at Qin Ji.
One last look at Zhong Lian beside Wen Chan.
"Your relationship is really messy."
Wen Chan: "?"
Zhou Lian: "!"
Qin Ji: "..."
The mayor dropped these words and turned around to leave, "Since you all said so, I'll leave this matter to you. It's really troublesome for you."
As soon as he left, Zhong Lian immediately pulled Wen Chan into his arms, grabbed her phone and threw it to Qin Ji.
He didn't say a word, but you could tell that he was very angry.
If it weren't for the overall situation, he would have gotten angry just now.
What I hate the most is someone inserting another person between him and Cicada!
Can’t you see that they are a real couple? You have to say something irritating.
Qin Ji finally couldn't help but spit out two words, "Nervous."
I have seen women being jealous and unreasonable, but I have never seen a grown man do this.
“Cicada scolded me!” Zhong Lian immediately bowed his head and complained.
Wen Chan hugged him with her backhand, patted his back, and comforted him casually: "Don't be angry anymore, he is scolding me."
Zhou Lian: "That's even worse. ! ”
Wen Chan reminded in a low voice, "That's the boss!"
"..." She finally endured it and whispered back, "Then he should scold me."
Qin Ji: " It’s easy for two people to curse together.”
Both people: “…”