Dangerous Personality [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 113 Special

Jiang Yu thought about the problem more comprehensively, and he asked, "Is it possible that it is a faculty member in the school?"

Xie Lin: "It's unlikely. If the suspect is an elderly person, if he wants to kill someone, the possibility of choosing to date them online...is almost zero. The elderly will feel that they are stronger than these 'children'. If He wants to kill, it won't be so troublesome, just kill a child."

"And you put yourself in, would you pretend to be a girl and chat with high school students?"

Jiang Yu really thought about it, he thought of Su Xiaolan's nephew Su Xiaobo.

Su Xiaobo shouted every day, "Wow, this new equipment is really cool!"

"..." Jiang Yu rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and said, "This, the difference in thinking is too great, I'm afraid it won't work."

Jiang Yu has worked with these two people for a long time, and he feels that his relationship with Chi Qing is harmonious and harmonious. He turned to the side and tried to bring this master into the middle of the topic: "You say so, Su Xiaobo is too naive."

Chi Qing didn't sleep very well last night, Xie Lin didn't seem to believe his phrase "after the case is over", and was still jumping around on his red line every night.

When he went out today, he looked in the mirror and saw a red mark that was difficult to explain with mosquito bites. His skin was fair, and even if it was really a mosquito block, it would look very obvious, so he specially chose a turtleneck sweater.

When he lowered his head, half of his chin was buried in the dark gray collar: "I don't quite understand, after all, I was not as childish as him when I was in school."

When Chi Qing said this, he thought about it again, and added a knife: "Oh, I shouldn't be able to compare with it in junior high school."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Su Xiaolan, who is an aunt: "..."

Although the person being scolded was her nephew, she couldn't refute it.

After Chi Qing finished speaking, he shrank into the sofa again. It turned out that there was no single sofa in this conference room, and it was specially moved for these two. There was also a small round table beside it, as if waiting for the uncle. There was a small cake, but no one else ate the cake except Ji Mingrui.

His hands were habitually tucked into his cuffs, and he was lowering his head to fiddle with his phone, taking off one of his gloves.

Xie Lin was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, rather than sitting, it should be more accurate to say leaning on it.

He naturally reached out and pulled off Chi Qing's sweater that was about to reach the tip of his nose: "Your clothes... aren't you stuffy?"

Chi Qing wanted to sneer: "You think I would?"

Xie Lin raised his brows and realized that, while everyone else was busy summarizing the list of all colleges and universities in South China, he hooked Chi Qing's collar with one finger, and pulled the collar frivolously to see him as he wished. The "good thing" I did.

Chi Qing: "Go back to your home to sleep tonight."

Xie Lin: "Then who will pour cat food for the cat?"

His tolerance for Jielin has increased, but not for cats.

The cat sheds a lot of hair. Even if you don't let it get close to you, the cat hair will get on the sofa and in the air indirectly, so Xie Lin should do the job of pouring out the cat food.