A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 422 Pain in Left Chest

Jian Si turned her head back, a little afraid to look at him, afraid that he was still not wearing anything, and looking down to see his light gray sweatpants, she dared to raise her eyes slowly.

In fact, she has always known that this man is extremely handsome, different from Nan Yu's suave and soft handsome, his handsome is sharp and sharp, with clear barriers.

Seeing his tall nose bridge and his thin lips pursed slightly, Jian Si suddenly lost control of her brain: "You don't wear glasses."

God, that's not what she wanted to say at all, she really wanted to bite her tongue.

Nan Zhan chuckled: "Do you think I look handsome without glasses?"

Jian Si wondered how could there be such a narcissistic person, but she still replied: "I think you look better without glasses."

She doesn't like boys who wear glasses very much, it's not a prejudice, it's purely a personal preference, she remembers the first time she saw him he didn't wear glasses at all, oh no, he didn't need to wear glasses at that time.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, as if he was very satisfied with this answer: "I like the way you tell the truth."

Jian Si asked: "Then can you see things clearly without wearing glasses?"

He went to the kitchen to pour water, his tone was very light: "I'm not nearsighted, I wear glasses to look more like a lawyer."

Jian Si was stunned for a moment, these are some messy reasons, who stipulates that lawyers must wear glasses, but she thinks that her guess is right, glasses can cover his sharpness, such a proud and conceited person Are you still afraid of being in the limelight?
Seeing him pouring water, Jian Si was sitting in front of the bar counter of the restaurant quietly sipping, with a pair of long legs propped up casually, looking very leisurely.

"I just wanted to say." Jian Si suddenly remembered the business, walked over and stood opposite him, "Is there any similarity between the female corpse found in my house and the one found in the well?"

Although she was too scared to see the whole body clearly, she remembered that it was a naked corpse.

"Yes." Nan Zhan put down the cup in his hand, a gleam of light flashed in his narrow eyes, "The cause of death is the same, both of them were stabbed in the chest by a sharp weapon and died of excessive blood loss.

Jian Si couldn't help but feel ashamed, and the murderer's methods were too cruel.

"Does that mean that the murderer in these two cases is the same person?"

"Without evidence, we can't draw such a conclusion. Maybe someone imitated another person's modus operandi, maybe it was the same person."

"Then how can I get rid of the suspicion?"

"Find the murderer." Nan Zhan stood up, "So, during this period of time, you have to live here. If you want to solve the case, you must assist me."

"I've told you everything I know."

Nan Zhan obviously didn't agree with her point of view. He paused in front of her, and said solemnly: "Solving a case requires physical strength. I don't have enough food. How can I get the strength to solve the case? Do you really want to go to jail?"

It wasn't until he returned to his room that Jian Si blinked. What did he mean by keeping her here to be his mother?
"Miss Jane, if I were you, I would cherish this day of sitting and eating dinner under the light, rather than the day of being interrogated under the harsh spotlight, what do you think?"

Talk shit.

Jian Si gritted her teeth secretly: "I'll cook."

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Zhengzheng was standing in front of the bookcase in the room, looking at the dazzling array of books behind the glass with a salivating expression.

"If you want to see it, take it yourself." The sudden voice behind him made him turn his head immediately, and when he saw the tall man standing by the bed, he bent his lips and smiled: "Really?"

"Yeah." Nan Zhan looked down at the small face in front of him. His eyes were big, and he resembled Jane Si by [-]% or [-]%. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips. Although he was wearing cheap pajamas, there was a faint sense of elegance. dust atmosphere.

Nan Zhan has lived for more than 30 years, solved countless strange cases, and experienced all kinds of sex, but for the first time he felt nervous in front of a child who was only over six years old.

"Are you literate?"

Zhengzheng nodded, and pointed to the top copy of "FBI Criminal Minds": "Big brother, please help me get it, I can't reach it."

Nan Zhan walked over, opened the top cabinet door, and easily pulled out the book.

"Thank you." Zhengzheng was ecstatic with the book in his hand, and couldn't wait to read it.

"Who taught you how to read?" Nan Zhan stared at his black hair, and realized that he obviously had a lot to ask, but he struggled in his mind for a while but didn't ask any substantive questions.

"My sister." Zhengzheng looked up at him, "Although she didn't go to college, she is very good. I've seen her reading books all the time since I can remember, as if she had finished college courses by herself."

Never went to college?

Nan Zhan thought to himself, what exactly did she experience in those years?
"Brother, can I ask you if I don't understand?"

"it is good."

Nan Zhan was thinking about saying something to Mrs. Xiaozheng again, when Jian Si stood at the door and gently knocked on the door, "Mr. Nan, the soy sauce is gone."

"You mean, let me buy soy sauce?" Nan Zhan frowned slightly as if he had heard some good joke.

"Don't you want to eat?" Jian Si waved the half-picked green onion in his hand, "Buy another pack of chicken essence and salt, it seems that the cooking wine is gone, anyway, buy some seasonings."

After Jian Si finished speaking, regardless of Nan Zhan's stinky face, she went back to the kitchen with her scallions.

Zhengzheng, who was about to read a book, raised his head and looked around his face: "Big brother, you have never bought these things before, have you?"

Nan Zhan pressed his fist to his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable and didn't want to admit it, but facing Zheng Zheng's clear eyes, knowing that this brat was not easy to fool, he said awkwardly: "This is what women do."

"But I often help my sister do the shopping." Zhengzheng put down the book in his hand, "I'll accompany you."

Jian Si was busy in the kitchen when she heard the sound of the door opening. She stretched her head to see that the big one and the young one went out the door one after another.

She suddenly lost her mind to stir-fry, and scratched and pulled the vegetables in the pot.

She couldn't understand Nan Zhan's attitude. Such a man with eyes above the roof actually talked to him in Zhengzheng's room. His attitude could be said to be amiable, and his brows and eyes were softer than she had ever seen before.

She wondered if he knew something?But if he knew, why didn't he mention a word?

Forget it.

Jian Si doesn't want to spend her mind on this aspect. Such a man is unfathomable. How can her IQ be comparable? Her current identity is still a suspect. How to clean up is the current priority heavy.

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"There is a supermarket here." Zhengzheng led the way in front of him bouncing around, "Big brother, you don't know where the supermarket is, do you?"

Nan Zhan frowned: "What's so strange?"

"Then what do you usually do when you buy things?" Zhengzheng blinked.

"There is an assistant." Seeing him deliberately slowing down, Nan Zhan couldn't help laughing: "You came with me, didn't you just want to lead me the way?"

"Well, let's not talk dark words, but I actually want to discuss the case with you." Zhengzheng put his hands behind his back like a little adult, "It was about the Jijing case, and I was there at the time."

"Oh? Tell me." Nan Zhan frowned, listening to his analysis with great interest.

"I think the murderer has something to do with this neighborhood, otherwise he wouldn't have put the corpse in a location related to this neighborhood twice."

"You think the murderer is the same person?"

"Although there is a possibility of imitating the crime, it is not possible to throw the corpses in the same place, right? This murderer is very familiar with this community, and he may be a resident of the community." After Zhengzheng finished speaking, he looked at him in a little panic. Nan Zhan, "Am I a little out of touch?"

"No, your analysis is quite right." The little guy's furry head was at hand, and Nan Zhan raised his palm subconsciously, so he hesitated for a while when his fingertips were about to touch his head, and finally changed to clap Pat him on the shoulder, "Who taught you these things? Your sister doesn't have the ability."

It is impossible for a woman who was so frightened to cry when she saw the dead body to have such ability.

Zhengzheng thought for a while, "No one teaches, it's inborn."

Born?

After hearing this, Nan Zhan patted his thin shoulder again, and it turned out that the tiger father had no dogs.

Although let a child deal with some crimes every day, Nan Zhan feels that talent needs to be cultivated, there is no need to suppress his nature, just like some children are born to sing well, and some are born to dance well Well, there are still some math wizards, and Zheng Zheng happens to be the master of solving crimes with a meticulous mind.

"Do you think if you keep searching, will you find a third body in this neighborhood?" Zhengzheng asked seriously.

Nan Zhan said: "In your opinion, where will this corpse appear?"

"Whether it's the abandoned motor well or the walls of my house, they are places that are not easy to be noticed. In this community, if there is any blind spot, it should be in..."

As Zhengzheng said, the eyes of the two met, and neither of them spoke, as if it was self-evident.

In the supermarket, Zhengzheng picked up oil, salt, sauce and vinegar into the shopping basket. Seeing his proficiency, Nan Zhan couldn't help but ask, "Where are your parents?"

"My sister said that they died when I was a baby. It was a car accident." Zhengzheng picked up a large and a small bag of chicken essence for comparison, and said to himself: "It's better to buy a big bag."

He threw the chicken bouillon into the basket: "I've only seen their photos, I've always lived with my sister and uncle."

"You have an uncle?"

"Well, he is very nice and treats us very well, but my aunt is a bit fierce. She doesn't like me and my sister, although my sister does all the housework for her, and she has to keep it for her when she earns money. , but she just doesn't like us, trips up my sister, and pinches me secretly." Zhengzheng said, and hurriedly made a shush gesture: "My sister doesn't know about this, so don't tell her .”

"Does she hurt?" Nan Zhan couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at this time. The child in front of him was telling their past in such an indifferent tone, and was so careful to save every penny, which made his left There was a faint throbbing pain in the chest.

(End of this chapter)