I have special communication skills

Chapter 7 The Man I Met By Accident

She leaned against the wall, avoiding the group of outraged family members of the victims. Seeing that the few police officers were struggling to deal with those messing around, they probably didn't have time to answer her doubts.

Fortunately, there was a simple map next to her, and she quickly found the location of the criminal police team. Just as she lifted her foot, a stainless steel cup flew from nowhere and hit the back of her head with a bang.

Yang Mianmian suddenly made a plot, and the anger in her heart burst out. Without saying a word, she picked up the lunch box in her hand and threw it on the head of the old lady who hit her, and the soup splashed on her head.

"Where did you come from, little bitch!" Aunt put her hands on her hips, wishing she could strangle her to death.

Yang Mianmian has been in the market for so many years, and has dealt with shrews a lot, so how could she be afraid of her: "You hit me first? It's okay?!"

"You little whore!" She probably had an innate hostility towards pretty girls, the aunt yelled at the top of her throat.

Yang Mianmian raised his hand and poured the soup in the plastic bag on the aunt's head for the second time.

Then the aunt roared angrily: "You guys don't care about it! Is there any law!"

"Why are you arguing!" Jing Chu heard the commotion below, and hurried downstairs, only to see Yang Mianmian arguing with a shrew aunt there, which attracted the attention of everyone in the police station.

The aunt was scratching Yang Mianmian's face with her fingernails. She dodged twice and felt aggrieved, so she kicked the aunt's calf hard. The aunt took a few steps back and sat down on the ground in pain.

Jing Chu swallowed back what he was about to say just now, unable to tell that this little girl is quite violent.He stopped in time before the opponent counterattacked: "If you make more noise, you will all be locked up!"

The aunt is the main force of the trouble today, so when she saw that something was wrong, she simply sat on the floor and began to beat the ground: "My poor daughter..."

Yang Mianmian: "..."

The other men were just booing at first, but now they began to push and jostle: "Why, the police want to beat someone, and labor and management have not violated the law, why arrest us? Be careful, I will sue you!"

Jing Chu glanced expressionlessly at the hand that was about to grab his collar: "Assaulting the police."

Probably because his aura was too strong, the two men didn't dare to come up again, Jing Chu winked at the other two police officers, telling them to take the troublemakers away, then turned to look at Yang Mianmian .

She was squatting there to pack a messy lunch box.

"What's the matter with you?" Jing Chu's tone can't be said to be good or bad, but coupled with his frowning expression, the lethality is a bit strong.

Liu Yu swallowed her saliva, feeling hairy in her heart, she quickly sent a message to save the innocent little sister: "Are you here to report the crime, or do you have any clues?"

Yang Mianmian raised her head: "I want to see Wang Lu."

Liu Yu was taken aback: "Wang Lu?"

"Well, I want to meet her."

Liu Yu glanced at Jing Chu in a bit of embarrassment, and found that her team leader didn't let go, but her tone still made people feel weak (scared): "You guys are familiar?"

"I'm not very familiar." Yang Mianmian didn't know why she wanted to see Wang Lu, but after being told by Jing Chu, she felt that they were not very familiar, so why bother, so she gave up , "It's fine if it's inconvenient."

"Liu Yu, take her there." Jing Chu didn't mind opening a back door for her. Although he didn't like Yang Mianmian very much, he had already classified this "poor" little girl as "one who needs to be taken care of." Children of relatives", that is still very protective.

Liu Yu groaned, and took Yang Mianmian to the morgue.

"Aren't they buried yet?" Yang Mianmian asked on the way.

Liu Yu shook her head: "Wang Lu's family has not been contacted, and the body is temporarily placed in the morgue."

The air-conditioning in the mortuary was too high, and Yang Mianmian shivered as soon as he entered. Liu Yu asked the guards to pull Wang Lu's body out of the cabinet. Yang Mianmian rubbed his arms and leaned over to have a look.

Wang Lu's originally lively and rosy complexion has turned pale and pale, and her whole figure is like a cold wax figure, no, the wax figure is more vivid than her.

Yang Mianmian had never really felt that she was dead.

This vain, narrow-minded, and jealous pretty girl is dead, and she will no longer mock her, stop stumbling her, she is dead.

It's hard to say how sad, Wang Lu is just a stranger to her after all.

But deep down, she still felt a little bit sad, the kind of sadness caused by the sudden death of someone around her.

She watched Wang Lu silently for a few minutes, then suddenly turned her head and asked Liu Yu, "What if her family never comes?"

Liu Yu felt that it was too cold, and had been waiting for her at the door. Hearing her question, she was surprised before answering, "The cremation will be paid for by the government."

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with Wang Lu's affairs, Yang Mianmian thought about it, but she had nothing to ask. Just about to leave, she suddenly remembered the hairpin, but after thinking about it, she still didn't ask any more questions.

That's fine.

To see Wang Lu today is not in vain for the two people to know each other—although people are not very happy when they are alive.

But things didn't go so smoothly.She had just turned around when she heard Wang Lu's red dress crying heartbreakingly: "That bastard! How could he do this! He killed Lulu!"

This kind of voice made Yang Mianmian feel even more uncomfortable. She didn't want to hear more, and left the morgue quickly.

Liu Yu also seemed to be relieved. She was a little girl at first, so her words inevitably exaggerated: "Every time I enter the morgue, I feel that they are dying, and they are urging us to avenge them."

Yang Mianmian shuddered, she thought to herself, if you didn't hear those voices, it's really no different from a ghost asking for his life, it sounds so stern, the hairs all over his body are about to stand on end.

Liu Yu thought that Yang Mianmian was frightened by her, and was afraid of being angered by Jing Chu, so she quickly made amends: "I'm talking nonsense, what the hell is there in this world?"

Yang Mianmian gave her a particularly resentful look.

It was already dark when she left the police station. Yang Mianmian sighed, and walked slowly home. Along the way, there were street lights to greet her: "It's late, hurry home, the road is not safe."

Yang Mianmian tore off the small advertisement pasted on the street lamp, and the street lamp immediately thanked her: "~(@^_^@)~Thank you Mianmian."

She patted it, crumpled the flyer and threw it into the trash can, and the trash can burped: "Hic~~o(?ˇ?)o"

A stray cat walked over the wall, and was not afraid of people when it saw people. It jumped down and peed under the street lamp, and walked away in a high-spirited manner. The walking posture was like an emperor patrolling the territory. He raised his head and gave her a "you're blocking me" look.

"..." She decided not to argue with a beast!
Feeling in her pocket, Yang Mianmian felt a little regretful that today's dinner was impulsively smashed on that aunt's face, and she had to pay for dinner by herself.

There was a small shop next to her. She looked up and saw Chongqing Mala Tang. The last three words made her drool. After struggling in pain for 3 minutes, Yang Mianmian walked into the shop with her head held high.

A bunch of green vegetables, a bunch of dried tofu, a bunch of quail eggs, and a bunch of crab flavor sticks... This is out of control. When Yang Mianmian finally heard that it would cost 15 yuan, his expression went numb.

For 15 yuan, you can eat fried rice noodles for three days, and she actually ate a meal of Malatang.

It must be because Wang Lu's death made her feel bad, otherwise she would not have done such an irrational thing.

After the jar was broken, Yang Mianmian took out another dollar: "I want another bottle of Coke."

She was sitting on a plastic stool with a straw in her mouth waiting to eat Mala Tang, and there was a TV hanging in the corner, which was broadcasting the most popular idol drama in ancient costumes with brain-damaged people. The setting is that the emperor actually behaves mentally handicapped comparable to a junior high school student.

The boys in her class are more mature, and she doesn't know why such a TV series lasts for so long. After watching it for 5 minutes, she found that a telegraph pole appeared in one scene, and an air conditioner was not installed properly.

Some people will doubt whether she can analyze the picture in one second, but in fact, this is not difficult for a person who can read tens of thousands of words per minute.

Of course Yang Mianmian can do it, but it’s okay. She won’t read tens of thousands of words per minute. It requires extreme concentration and takes a lot of brain power. Books cost [-] cents a day—now the price has risen to [-] cents.

Really, don't think that a girl with a high IQ should sit in school and read several doctorates in different majors, holding a cup of Starbucks and elegantly reading a mobile encyclopedia in the library.

In fact, it should be a poor girl who would feel heartbroken for spending more than a dozen dollars on Malatang. Her hobby is to rent novels and read slowly.

No way, watching too fast and no money can't afford to hurt.

Why not go to the library to borrow books?The library card of the municipal library requires a deposit of 200 yuan 〒▽〒

There is always a world of difference between reality and fiction.

The boss brought a bowl of fragrant Malatang to Yang Mianmian. The special aroma of Malatang stimulated her to salivate rapidly. She didn't care about watching any broken TV, so she opened the disposable chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat. stuff it in your mouth.

Well, the taste is indescribably fresh, numbing and spicy!This is a delicious meal that is completely different from the food in the restaurant.

No wonder it costs 15 yuan, it’s really delicious 〒▽〒

While Yang Mianmian was burying her head in eating Mala Tang, another customer came in, in her thirties, wearing a blue sportswear, so ordinary that she didn't seem to have any impression of that face after a few glances.

He was sitting in front of Yang Mianmian on the left, with a key ring around his waist, which slipped out of the back pocket of his trousers.

There are some red sprinkles on it.

But what really made Yang Mianmian's hair stand on end was the sobbing sound of the key ring: "Stop killing people, please..."

Of course the man couldn't hear him. He wolfed down a bowl of Mala Tang, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Yang Mianmian struggled painfully for a few seconds, and finally drank all the soup in the bowl two minutes after he left, and walked out quickly.

In the evening of summer, when the streets are the most crowded, Yang Mianmian is not afraid of being exposed, so she walks slowly with her hands in her pockets.

There was no expression on her face, but her mind was spinning rapidly, and she finally came to the conclusion that she had to go to the police station to steal the crystal hairpin.

First of all, she wasn't sure if that man was the Rainy Night Butcher. Although the appearance was similar to the description of the hairpin, but... ordinary men in this world accounted for 90.00% of nine, right?

Therefore, she must let the crystal hairpin take a look for herself, and then she will talk after she is sure.

Of course, let's talk about what to do after knowing that the other party is the Rainy Night Butcher.

Anyway, she just believes that she can definitely figure out a way. She has a high IQ and willfulness!
(End of this chapter)