Team Jiang's wife is a boss

Chapter 612 The Breakfast Storm
"not good!"

As soon as her words fell, Luo Luo also floated behind her in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, Yan Xin drew a wave of aura from the soul bracelet and hit Yang Mao, wrapping him in a thin aura.

She drew another wave of spiritual energy out of the window, directly devouring the resentment and yin energy that had gathered just now.

After dealing with the trouble caused by Yang Mao, Yan Xin frowned and looked at him with some displeasure, and her words were not very polite.

"You're dead, no matter how much you worry about it, there's nothing you can do about it."

What are you excited about!
Her buttocks moved, she looked at Yang Mao's back and said leisurely: "We are the police, if you really have any grievances or grievances, you can tell us."

"We will definitely bring the murderer to justice!"

As soon as the words were finished, Luo Luo poked his head out from behind her to add another sentence.

"Did they want money, so they tore up the ticket because they didn't get the money?"

After saying that, he looked at Yang Mao with such a pitiful expression on his face!

Like he was the one who got dumped!
After Yan Xin finished speaking, Yang Mao unexpectedly calmed down slowly.

After a while, he probably remembered everything, and squatted down on the spot, holding his head in his hands without saying a word.

"..."

Luo Luo looked at Yan Xin, then at Jiang Yuhan, as if asking: What's going on?
"Do you still have any scruples?"

Jiang Yuhan had been paying attention to the changes in his expression from the very beginning, just now he saw the entanglement and distress on Yang Mao's face.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Yuhan continued to speak, "Who tied you up?"

"You fell off the slope yourself, didn't you?"

Every time he asked a question, Jiang Yuhan carefully stared at his facial expression.

But he was disappointed, except for the entanglement and distress on his face just now, there was no expression on his face anymore.

not a single one!

A strange feeling welled up in their hearts, this was really the first time they encountered such a situation.

A victim who doesn't want to speak, doesn't want to take revenge, and doesn't want them to find the murderer!

The two exchanged glances, and finally decided to let him think about it and ask tomorrow.

"Since you haven't thought it through yet, think again."

"You have to know that you are dead, and now only we can help you catch the murderer. If you think of anything or want to say something, you can ask Luo Luo to call me."

Seeing that Yang Mao still didn't respond, Yan Xin directly put him into the soul bracelet, and even took Luo Luo who was still talking.

Don't think that she won't remember after a while, because of Luo Luo's ghostly scream, the hot pot flew out of her mouth!
After doing this, Yan Xin didn't say anything, she fell back on the bed, closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

Jiang Yuhan, "..."

Yes, this is my ancestor!
With a doting smile, he stepped forward without any complaints, hugged her back and lay down, and helped her straighten her hair before covering her with the blanket.

"Sleep, I'll buy you soy milk tomorrow morning!"

The person on the bed didn't respond, turned around and pointed his butt at him with the quilt sandwiched between them.

The hot pot is gone, I don't want to talk!

"..."

Shaking his head helplessly, Jiang Yuhan covered her with the quilt again, wrapped his arms around her waist before she kicked the quilt, and fell asleep in his arms!
After a farce, the two slept soundly and soundly.

……

When Yan Xin woke up, the sun was already drying her ass, and Jiang Yuhan was no longer on the bed.

Looking at the time, Yan Xin slowly got out of bed to wash up. When he left the bedroom, Jiang Yuhan just opened the door and came in, holding soy milk and fried dough sticks packed in a transparent insulation box.

During the meal, Yan Xin released Luo Luo and Yang Mao, and placed sacrifices for them on the dining table.

"Eat it, why don't you eat it?" Luo Luo held a deep-fried stick in his hand and looked at Yang Mao with a shiny mouth.

"I'm not hungry!"

Since last night, this is the first sentence Yang Mao said, and then...

There's no after that!

Looking at Yang Mao who looked like a boring melon, Luo Luo curled his lips to express his incompetence, and finally ate up the breakfast in front of him without hesitation.

Luo Luo, who is so gluttonous, expressed his helplessness, "When you are full, remember to mop the floor, and you are not allowed to use magic tricks."

Luo Luo, who had just begun to think about magic tricks, instantly became listless!
"understood!"

After taking the last bite, Yan Xin wiped her fingers slowly, "Yang Mao, how are you thinking?"

"You have to know, even if you don't say that we will find the murderer sooner or later, how long do you think you can cover up the murderer?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Luo Luo looked at her curiously, but even Yang Mao, who had been silent all this time, looked at her in surprise.

That expression seems to be asking: How do you know?

"how could I know?"

Yan Xin pursed her lips, took a sip of the water Jiang Yuhan handed her.

"You are the victim. Not only did you not beg us to track down the murderer immediately after you knew we were the police, but you even kept avoiding us and avoiding our questions."

"You've made it so obvious, we don't want to guess, right?"

"You are protecting the murderer, or you are regretting and entangled. You don't know why the murderer wants to kill you."

"Or, it never occurred to you that the murderer would try to kill you one day."

As she spoke more, Yang Mao's expression became more and more painful, and even the hands that were placed under the table trembled.

"Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, stop talking..."

After the words fell, he covered his head and shrank under the table in pain, mumbling "It's not like this, it's not like this..."

It is really hard for you to imagine that a man who is nearly 1.7 meters eight is squatting under the table tremblingly in a black suit.

The voice changed from murmuring at the beginning to wailing at the end, which really echoed what Zhuo Huai said.

Those who see it cry and smell sad!
But it's a pity, the two and one ghost in front of him are calmer than the other.

Luo Luo floated far away when he burst into tears, leaning against the door of the bedroom with his whole body frowned.

"Big man crying, the most disgusting thing!"

Ghosts are disgusting too!

Yan Xin clapped her hands, stood up and went to wander around the living room, leaving Jiang Yuhan alone at the dining table calmly eating breakfast.

Grandpa said, eat slowly to grow your body!

After an unknown amount of time, when Yang Mao was about to cry, Yan Xin and Jiang Yuhan had already changed their clothes and looked like they were about to go out.

"That... I, can I ask you something?"

Yang Mao seemed to have made a very difficult decision, and looked at the two with some trepidation.

Yan Xin curled her lips and turned her head to look elsewhere, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuhan stared at him and nodded, "Tell me, we will definitely help if we can."

Gritting his teeth, Yang Mao said something that made the two of them even more speechless.

(End of this chapter)