The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

Here, a table, a chair, a lamp and a cabinet—

If they are not mistaken.

It should be the batch from the auction house before, Master Pu's rare plate making.

So far, it seems that only one set has been made.

And it took several years.

You can't buy it with money.

It seems to be swapping something for something.

I just didn't expect it to end up in the hands of the bully.

tsk~

Several people shook their heads.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy walking down the stairs.

The young man has silver hair and white clothes, and his color is absolutely stunning.

Such an excessively outstanding appearance, even though they have seen it more than once on the Internet.

Right now, I am still amazed, and I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.

Until the boy came over.

Sitting on the single sofa to the side, he smiled and said:

"I heard that you all came to see the master because of the death of Aunt Xiao?"

... Oh Mino!

Even the sound is so nice!

"Huh? This is—"

Coincidentally, Xianshu Ling came back with a shopping cart from outside.

He looked at the boy and the few people on the sofa in confusion.

"Xiao Rumeng is dead."

The teenager crossed his legs, leaned on the single sofa, propped his chin, and looked at Xianshuling.

Xian Shuling paused.

He frowned.

"when?"

"I don't know, I just came down, where did those two go?"

She looked away.

He turned to Yi Shi, who came out from behind the bar, and asked.

Yi Shiyi took the shopping cart pushed by Kuku and replied:

"The monk has gone to arrest the traitor, and the Taoist has gone to arrest the ghost. Do you want to call them back?"

"Well--"

The teenager scratched his face and looked at the police uncles with strange expressions.

wink.

"Want to talk to them?"

Uh--

So fit?

Make them a little panic-

"cough--"

One of the middle-aged police officers clenched his fists and coughed twice against his lips.

Seriously ask:

"Because Ms. Xiao is also involved in a murder case, and Ms. Xiao herself is very influential, this matter is very difficult, so please work with several other divisions."

"Well."

The young man nodded earnestly.

"Life is at stake, and it is our duty to cooperate with the police uncles. This request is very reasonable. That means calling them back."

"Okay."

Yi eleven nodded.

Decently pick up the landline phone and turn it on.

"Monk, there is a woman, her name is Xiao Rumeng, she is dead, the police are looking for you to talk, the young master asks you to come back, and the traitor will be arrested again."

...

A monk, being a paparazzi who specializes in digging people for gossip is fine.

Why are you still taking on rape?

Did Buddha know?

Why didn't he kill you!

The corners of several policemen twitched.

The more and more I feel, this office is not an ordinary nonsense.

But they are unlucky, people are rich, strong, and legitimate.

What can I do?

I can't handle it!

After Yi Shi explained to Shen Changlin, he called Fuxi again.

Because of a rare herb, his opponent took on a ghost-catching mission, Fuxi.

nodded.

"Oh, I see."

Not long after the phone hung up.

Two figures appeared in the lobby of the office, shrinking to one inch.

Go to the boy and sit down.

Shen Changlin looked at the plainclothes policemen.

Strange question:

"When did Xiao Rumeng die?"

Several police officers looked at each other.

One of them took out a portfolio and put it in front of them.

"The exact time of death has not been investigated, but the body was found in Chagui Mountain three days ago—"

Tea returns to the mountain?

Several people raised their eyebrows.

It's such a **** coincidence, isn't it?

So, has that woman Xiao Rumeng been hiding in the Chagui Mountain?

But like this, why didn't the little ancestor find out?

Or--

Xiao Rumeng really knew the function of the ditch, so she used the muddy water in it to cover up her figure?

"How did she die, uh, well, divided up, who is so serious?"

Shen Changlin took a few photos that were spread out on the table.

Brows furrowed.

Inside was Xiao Rumeng, who had a tragic death.

The corpse was cut into pieces, strung in the shape of a man, and hung from a tree on the edge of the cliff.

But she didn't see her alien saber-toothed tiger.

The eyes of several policemen were locked on the four people opposite, and they did not move away.

Trying to see something from their faces.

But unfortunately.

The three men and one woman were calmer than the other.

Can't detect anything.

Several policemen frowned.

The older middle-aged policeman pondered and said:

"Not only was the body divided, but the spiritual roots were also dug up."

"The spirit root was dug up?"

Shen Changlin looked up at him and asked suspiciously.

"what else?"

"That's all for now."

The middle-aged policeman shook his head.

"You guys had an argument with her before in the downtown area—"

"So many people suspect that her death is related to you. We also want to know more clues, so I would like to ask you to recall your memories carefully. Are there any other clues you can provide."

"Cut! Bullshit!"

Shen Changlin threw the photo on the table.

He folded his arms around his chest and sneered.

"To put it badly, if the old men want to kill people, they will never leave any clues. How can they be so stupid that they have a dispute with a person on the front foot, and they will be dismembered on the back foot? How stupid is this? What are you doing?"

"Besides, whether or not you have killed someone, there will be traces on the spiritual body. The few of us are clean and innocent. Don't slander people casually-"

"But you can hire someone to kill you!"

Cold.

A young policeman who looked like he had just left the school, spit out such a bad word.

The expressions of the remaining police officers changed.

Shen Changlin's face was even colder.

Staring coldly at the young policeman.

"Do you know what your words mean?"

"I, I just expressed my doubts, yes, what's wrong?"

The young policeman, very courageous and not afraid of the coercion of evil forces, stalked his neck and replied.

"To shut up!"

Several policemen were terrified and scolded coldly!

"Ah!"

Shen Changlin sneered.

"Those who don't have an official title, or the general professional group, have unfounded suspicions. At most, they are watching the fun and don't think they are making a big deal. To a certain extent, it does not constitute slander."

"However, what people with official rank and official positions, who are officially authorized by the state, say, baseless suspicion, no matter how much, it is slander!"

"Just based on what you said, the police skin that slapped you is light!"

"you--!"

The young policeman slapped the coffee table in front of him.

The coffee table shattered.

The eyelids of the few policemen who were not in a hurry to shoot beside him jumped.

Finish the ball!

to lose money-

really.

The next second, the big monk grinned.

Fierce and hostile.

"Eleven, bring the purchase receipt for this coffee table, and let this police comrade who casually slandered the common people pay compensation! Ah yes, there are also money for tea, money for tea cups, money for fruit, money for fruit plate—"