"I have special communication skills" - crack the case and force the text

PS: case solving + sweet pet, the heroine has goldfinger, the main plot, the second love

I have special communication skills Author: Green Lotus Skirt

The small partners that Yang Mianmian meets every day are divided into so many categories- TV: If the weather is cold today, you wear more sweaters and be careful of the cold! (Mother-in-law type) Signpost: Emma, did you make it today next door whose husband cheated! (Bagua type) Plastic bag: after you finish loading me, you must throw it in the trash, can not litter (mission type) Dynamite-Pill Pack: I was involuntarily arranged in my life... (Sadness type) Sunglasses: A lifetime must see the sunrise, a lifetime of pursuit (romantic type) Bed Sheets: On my heart, flying freely〈(̄)̄)〈(... Divine Comedy Type) Everything is silent, but it has the eyes, and if you can hear it, there will be no secrets in the world -----------------------------------------------------------------

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"Save her! Save her!" ”

But no one heard.

When Jing Chu sent Yang Mianmian downstairs, the rain had not stopped, and he watched her run out with the bag, and he couldn't help but say: "Rush some plate blue roots, beware of colds." ”

Yang Mianmian didn't bother to tell him that he didn't even have a piece of ginger at home, and she was still a plate of blue roots, and she perfunctorily said: "I know, thank you, goodbye." ”

Jing Chu watched her go upstairs and drove away until the lights in her house came on.

Everyone collectively commented: "Others are quite good." ”

Yang Mianmian closed the curtains and said indifferently, "Policeman Shu Huang, he just loves to worry so much." ”

The torrential rains stopped for a few hours, but by then it was already early in the morning, and the whole city was quiet, tired of crying and crying, creeping in the dirty pool and sobbing.

"Don't cry." A small van parked on the side of the road comforted her.

"She's going to die." The hairpin was originally studded with crystals, and it should be worn on the girl's cloud-like hair, but it was now extremely awkward, "Save her, who will save her?" ”

"Stop crying." The van thought for a moment and whispered, "Wait until dawn, I'll see if I can find someone to help you, but who are you going to save?" ”

"Thank you." The hairpin whispered, "Han Han was taken away." ”

Han Han is its owner, a beautiful young girl, and the hairpin says that she was abducted on the way to work.

"They're all talking about going fast, but Han Han can't hear..." The hairpin said lowly, "They all say he's not a good person, but she can't hear me, and she can't hear me." ”

In the whispers of the night, dawn gradually arrived.

Yang Mianmian woke up earlier than usual, she was extremely sleepy, and buried her head under the pillow: "Let me sleep for a while." ”

"Mian Mian, there's a girl missing." The alarm clock listened carefully to the telephone pole outside the window and said, "It seems that someone has been abducted halfway." ”

Yang Mianmian opened one eye: "Kidding a child? ”

"No." A telephone pole was facing the window of her bedroom, and at this time the latest news was sent to her, "Mian Mian, she seems to be... He's dead. ”

Yang Mianmian was awake at once.

She sat on the bed for two seconds: "Dead man? ”

"Well, it's in the woods of the old park."

Yang Mianmian sighed and lay back down again: "Since you are dead, it is not our business." ”

Dead people, the investigation is a police matter, and what does it have to do with her? Everything in the world has its own responsibility, and there will be no good end to nosy.

Yang Mianmian said this to herself in her heart, and then got up an hour earlier than usual, washed up quickly, and she stuffed a few coins in her pocket and walked out of the house.

The summer day came early, it was almost five o'clock, the east was already white, the road was empty, and even the aunt who bought vegetables had not yet gotten up.

Yang Mianmian found the hairpin, the very beautiful pink crystal, and many gorgeous rhinestones set around, which was a beautiful little girl.

She looked down and picked up her hairpin: "Don't cry, she's dead." ”

The cry of the crystal hairpin suddenly stopped: "Han Han... He's dead? ”

The van next to it let out a low sob, and the voice of the hairpin was extremely sharp: "Han Han, dead?" ”

"Dead."

The hairpin cried, "I don't believe it! She was only twenty-one years old and had just met a boyfriend who gave me to her and said they were going to be together for the rest of their lives, I didn't believe it! ”

"There's no way around that." Yang Mianmian tucked it into her pants pocket, "The police quickly found her body." ”

"You take me to see!" The hairpin pleaded, "Han Han likes me the most, will you give me back to her?" ”

Yang Mianmian was silent for a while and said, "Not now." ”

"Why?"

"You're going to get in the way of the police." Yang Mianmian found a breakfast restaurant that had just opened, thought about it, and decided to eat a bowl of wontons, four dollars, vegetarian stuffing, but it was better than a big, white and fat floating in the soup, quite appetite.

She added vinegar and pepper, almost one by one, and the hairpin was still unforgiving: "You take me to see, since you can hear my voice, take me." ”

In someone else's shop, she said to herself as ridiculous, so Yang Mianmian didn't say a word, let it be noisy, and finally the hairpin saw that she really refused to pay attention to it, and cried and cried.

Yang Mianmian: "..."This hairpin is really delicate, and like a little girl, or this kind of luxury store things are so reserved nature, she has bought a bow hairpin on the stall before, pink dots, a fierce personality, will scold people who accidentally scratch her on the road.

"Fuck your little bunny cub, actually dare to rub the old lady!" Are you tired of living! ”

etcetera.

Unfortunately, the quality of the stalls is really not good, it didn't take long to break, she and Yang Mianmian said goodbye to the fierce: "Nothing to be sad about, reincarnated in the next life, I want to do the Hairpin of the Cartier family!" ”

“...... Good luck. ”

Sometimes it is true that people cannot choose to be born, but at least they can choose the way of life.