Team Jiang's wife is a boss

Chapter 611 What Happened During His Life
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At nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yuhan and Yan Xin finished their meal near the police station, and arrived at the crime scene during the day without even driving.

The snow on the ground had already frozen at this time, and the steps going down the slope were also extremely slippery. The two stood on the riverside carefully and with great effort.

There are some small decorative lights coiled on the bridge, the light is not bright but it is enough for two people.

Not far from where the deceased lay during the day, Yang Mao's soul floated there in the lower half of the slope, looking very sad.

"Yang Mao, we are from the criminal investigation team, can you tell us who kidnapped you?"

Jiang Yuhan spoke tentatively, in order not to scare the people walking above, his voice was not loud.

The wandering ghost was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and then looked straight at him with unfocused eyes, as if he was trying to remember something.

"Has he not passed the period of confusion?"

It's been a day, did he break his brain when he rolled down?

Yan Xin stared at the dead soul for a few times, then shook her head seriously, "Yes."

"In layman's terms, this period of confusion for the soul of the dead is like a person taking an anesthetic. Some people take an anesthetic for an hour and it doesn't work, while others take two or three hours."

two hours?

Three hours?

"Does it take another day or two for him to wake up?"

So much medicine?

"No, just look at him in a few hours and he will almost be able to remember what happened before his death."

Glancing at the water ghosts floating along the river, Yan Xin decided to take Yang Mao back and wait slowly.

With a wave of the hand wearing the soul bracelet, Yang Mao disappeared in place, and at this moment, the "Putong" and "Putong" of the surrounding dead souls who were watching the excitement jumped back into the water.

It was as if he was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would be taken away by Yan Xin!
If Luo Luo knew what they were thinking, he would definitely despise them from the corner of his eyes and laugh at them for their long hair and short knowledge.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the two of them washed up and went to bed when they got home, planning to wake up tomorrow morning and ask Yang Mao, anyway, it was just a few words.

The biting wind was blowing outside, which was in direct proportion to the warm spring-like temperature inside, plus there was a big heater like Jiang Yuhan in the bed, Yan Xin fell asleep after lying down for a while.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and in the dream, Yan Xin was drooling over the hot pot, seeing that it was ready to eat, when suddenly Luo Luo's tenor voice yelled in his head.

"It's so noisy, it's so noisy, he cried and cried, Xinxin, Xinxin, he cried."

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Yan Xin stood up straight from the bed and sat up straight, rubbing her head with one hand and shaking the bracelet on her wrist vigorously with the other.

"Shut up, what's your name if you don't sleep at night?"

"Noisy..."

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Yuhan who found her got up also turned on the light and sat up.

"What's the matter? Why do you suddenly have a headache, I'll find you painkillers."

Seeing her knocking her head, he subconsciously thought she had a headache.

Grabbing his hand to lift the quilt, Yan Xin shook her head, and threw Luo Luo under the bed with a flick of her hand.

"It's not a headache, it's this guy screaming!"

Seeing the aggrieved look of Luo Luo rolling on the ground, she thought of the hot pot that she was about to eat.

"Jiang Yuhan, you go beat him up!"

I know you've wanted to punch him for a long time.

"..."

Luo Luo leaned against the wall like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be raped, her little head kept shaking.

"It's not me, it's that ghost crying, and I can't sleep if he doesn't sleep and make noise."

Why hit me(￣へ￣)
"Heart..."

It was fine if he didn't bark, as soon as the words "Xinxin" came out, Jiang Yuhan stretched his long legs and stepped under the bed.

Dare to call Xinxin, this guy really remembers eating but not beating.

With a smirk on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Yuhan rubbed his wrist and walked towards him.

"Ah...Xinxin help me, Xinxin help me..."

Seeing that the fist was about to hit his head, Luo Luo's ghostly screams became louder and louder, and he was still muttering something.

"People say that beating a dog depends on the owner. Why do you bully your own ghosts to outsiders? The owner who values ​​sex and despises ghosts..."

Balabala, Lolo held his head and mumbled to prepare for the stormy fists, but he didn't feel anything after waiting for a long time.

???

"Such a timid person, he really lost me!"

Luo Luo looked at the two people sitting on the bed, the black threads all over their heads were untiring, and ten thousand grass-mud horses stepped back and forth crazily in their hearts.

Co-authored, the two of you will be playing tricks at night!
"Get up, what did you just say? Who cried?"

Yan Xin looked him up and down suspiciously, "I treat you so well, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

What a shame to cry!

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Glancing at Jiang Yuhan who despised him, Luoluo was sure they had misunderstood something, and Zhi Leng stood up from the ground.

"Whoever cried, whoever cried, I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about the ghost you brought back tonight."

"I fell asleep well, but he suddenly started crying, and a roast chicken of mine just flew away."

As soon as he heard him mention the roast chicken, Yan Xin saw her own hot pot again, glaring at Jiang Yuhan with resentment.

why?
Because after eating that hot pot meal on Saturday, she actually developed a pimple.

So Jiang Yuhan justly deprived her of the right to eat hot pot within a month!
Miserable, right?
Sighing, Yan Xin helplessly raised her hand to touch the pimple on her face, then grinned her teeth and rested her thoughts of struggle.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Mao, who was described by Luo Luo as crying miserably, was released, only one step away from Luo Luo.

As soon as Yang Mao appeared, his body still swayed like a human being, as if he suddenly lost his footing.

Luo Luo curled her lips, as if she wouldn't be with anyone.

Gathering his mind, Yang Mao saw the two sitting on the bed in their pajamas before he could look around.

"Who are you?"

"Ah, sorry!"

After saying that, he turned around and kept apologizing.

With this look, Luo Luo curled his lips frequently, "..."

Come on, what are you pretending to be?
You are a ghost just like the young master, what are you pretending to be!

His reaction not only made Luo Luo complain, even Yan Xin and Jiang Yuhan were stunned, they really didn't take him as a human being.

However, it seems that they themselves are immoral people in the eyes of each other, right?
Look at Yan Xin, a woman sitting cross-legged in her pajamas is meeting a strange man on the bed.

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Yuhan coughed twice, then tentatively said, "Mr. Yang, do you still remember what happened to you when you were alive?"

before death?

What happened before his death?
Following his words, Yang Mao recalled subconsciously.

Slowly, as if thinking of a certain scene, his soul shook.

It's the kind of shaking that makes your body tremble with anger!

Just when Jiang Yuhan was about to speak again, Yan Xin felt a bad breath gathering here from outside the window, and the target was Yang Mao!

"not good!"

(End of this chapter)