I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 767 Female Corpse in the River 2
There was another warmth flowing through my heart.

I looked at Mingsi with great interest. He didn't step on any support under his body, and his body floated lightly in mid-air, swinging the hammer in his hand effortlessly. However, he had never done these things before, and his movements were somewhat clumsy. After repeated several times, he finally nailed the hanging decoration, and then his body fell back to the ground steadily.

As if he knew I was coming back, he raised his head and looked at me, without the slightest surprise on his face, and asked lightly, "How is the test result?"

"My son is healthy."

"Understood." The corner of his lips curled up, and he flipped through the cartoon wallpapers on the floor. He picked a picture of an anime girl and held it in his hand. He glanced at the walls around him, and finally his eyes fixed on the head of the bed.

"You still want to put up wallpaper?" I was a little surprised, "The wall has just been painted, it's not dry!"

"Done."

"Huh?" I was shocked.

He smiled at me strangely, "If you don't believe me, touch it."

With a look of disbelief on my face, I reached out and touched his newly painted light blue wall. The wall was hard and a little cold, but it was indeed dry, and it didn't look like it had been newly painted.

Ben was still surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he is not a human being, and he can dry the wall whenever he wants it to dry, which is nothing surprising.

Only after he was stunned for his comprehension, he had already taken the anime wallpaper to the bedside to paste it.

When he puts up the anime girl wallpaper, I feel awkward no matter how I look at it.

"Why don't you post a Transformers, or Black Cat Sheriff or something, and insist on posting a girl on the wall?"

It stands to reason that what boys like are nothing more than basketball, hot-blooded anime, games, etc., and the son has not been born yet, and the underworld has started to hold these things against him. If the son doesn't like it, he has to take off the wall stickers. At that time, it will not be as easy as it was when it was pasted.

Ming Si smiled meaningfully, but replied solemnly: "Don't you think your son will like this more?"

"do not think so."

"I think so."

"..."

It means, when the son grows up, will he be as perverted as he is?

Although the girl on the wall is lively and playful, she has exposed grooves, short skirts, and a pair of big white legs... How can such a wall sticker appear in a baby's room.

I didn't think it was appropriate, so I stepped forward and reached out to take off the wall sticker.

Ming Si looked at me in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's taken off."

"why?"

I gave him a blank look, and he added: "The boss who sells wallpaper strongly recommended this one to me. He said that young boys like it now."

I couldn't help but ask him, "How much is this wall sticker?"

"one hundred!"

"What about the ones on the ground?"

"twenty!"

"You were tricked by the owner of the wallpaper shop!"

"So that's how it is." With a look of indifference, he turned his head and glanced at the girl on the wall again, and smiled: "It feels pretty good, if you want it, it's better than you."

"you……"

He turned his face to stare at me, and said calmly, "You only have a big belly now, and you can do whatever else you want."

"Music, you..."

"Are you hungry? I'm going to prepare dinner." He rushed to say, with a very sad smile on his face, interrupted me twice, and didn't give me a chance to refute.

When he walked past me, he raised his eyebrows in a mean way twice, and he looked very unworthy of a beating. I was so angry that I almost vomited blood, and couldn't help but swung my arms, but he quickly slipped out of the baby room and ran downstairs.

"It's not that easy to hit me."

The person had already left, but the voice came in from afar.

"You bastard!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

My answer was a burst of hearty laughter.

……

That night, as soon as he fell asleep, he was awakened by a sudden ringing of the mobile phone.

I anxiously grabbed the phone on the bedside table, the caller ID was Chen Luoyang.

This midnight...

I picked it up, but before I could speak, the other party said eagerly: "I have a tricky case in my hand, and I would like to ask you to help me find out if it is a supernatural event."

"What case?"

"In the past two months, nine female corpses have been salvaged under the old bridge in the west of the city. The case has been investigated so far, and there is no clue. The murderer seems to be an invisible person. I am wondering if it may be a supernatural case."

"So this is the case..."

When I passed by the old bridge today and saw the police salvage the body from the river, he said in surprise: "I was there at the time."

"I didn't notice you."

"Wearing a uniform, they look almost the same from a distance, and it's normal not to recognize them."

I made an appointment to meet with the criminal police brigade tomorrow morning. I hung up the phone, and just as I put the phone down, Ming Si's voice sounded faintly: "Why bother you with this kind of thing?"

"Because he helped us before."

"What are you busy with?"

"That's right, I did a favor..."

It was Zhuang Yiyi's mischief in the Pluto Group, and it was Chen Luoyang who brought the special police to take Zhuang Yiyi away. Although this matter was only a small effort by Chen Luoyang, he had a lot of cases in his hands. It was really gratifying to be able to make a special trip for this trivial matter in his busy schedule.

I didn't want to mention Zhuang Yiyi too much, so I wanted to confuse him with a few words, but under the blue moonlight, Ming Si's sharp eyes were staring at me without blinking.

"What happened between you and Chen Luoyang that I don't know about?"

"Here again, I'm just friends with him."

"is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ask whatever you want."

"..."

There should be a limit to being jealous, Ming Si is simply the king of jealousy among men.

I really wonder if he grew up soaked in vinegar from a young age, how could he catch a opposite sex, as if I have something to do with them.

I glared at him and turned my back on him.

He smiled heavily: "Just teasing you, you are actually angry with me."

"I'm not angry."

"The little mouth is so pouted that it can hang a few oil bottles, and he said he's not angry." His voice was very soft.

I took a deep breath, and just as I was about to say something, his hand came up quietly.

(End of this chapter)