The other party didn't know what to say, the takeaway brother secretly glanced at the policeman in civilian clothes next to him, and he really didn't worry about hanging the takeaway on the door, and his tone was a little embarrassed, "That, you better come out and pick it up yourself, and besides, there is no doorknob at your door." ”

What's the deal.

You can't rest on the ground.

This man has been guarding the door, and he doesn't know what he wants to do.

In case he just left, the takeaway was taken away, and the customer didn't receive anything at that time, who did he talk to, accompanying the money is a trivial matter, if he gives a bad review or complains directly, what should he do.

Fines, suspensions.

The takeaway guy is very cautious.

Today's customers are particularly difficult to deal with, and front-line employees like them suffer the most, and they really respond to that sentence, to treat customers as God.

Food and clothing parents are not yet counted.

In these years, there are many unfilial children.

The person on the phone didn't know what he said, the little brother hung up the phone with a bitter face, it's over, the customer's voice just now was obviously wrong.

You may be subject to complaints.

Looking at the policeman's eyes, he was full of complaints, what the hell is this person doing.

Dislike!

A few minutes later, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from inside the house, getting closer and closer, and then, the door opened a small crack, and a pale and thin hand stretched out: "Bring it." ”

The voice was a little hoarse.

The little brother smiled, "Mr. Ye, right?" Your takeaway. ”

Just pass the bag over.

The hand took it, didn't say anything, and took the opportunity to close the door.

Stopped by external forces.

Mr. Ye: Huh? Who?

Sven's handsome plainclothes squeezed away the takeaway brother, and said with a smile: "Is it Mr. Ye?" I am from the neighborhood committee, and the sub-district office received a complaint from your downstairs neighbor that the noise of room 401 is disturbing the people, and I hope we can mediate it. Can you come into the house and say? ”

Kindness.

So far, I haven't seen the true face of Lushan.

The plainclothes did not reveal their true identity, after all, they were only suspects, and whether it was this person who fired the gun on the street remains to be investigated.

Evidence can be collected.

Don't startle the snake.

The takeaway guy who was squeezed aside: ......

The hand carrying the bag paused, and the person inside the door still didn't show up, only a voice came out, "Oh, I know, I'll pay attention, and I promise that I won't make any more noise downstairs in the future, okay." ”

The force of closing the door increases.

"No, it's not."

The plainclothes expression did not change, and the hands were secretly exerting themselves, but in fact, it didn't take much effort before the door was pushed open.

He walked in as he spoke.

"Mr. Ye, I think you may not understand very well, the aunt downstairs complained to the street, and repeatedly said that if it can't be solved, call the police directly, I came today, and I don't want to see the two of you make trouble to this extent, after all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, upstairs and downstairs, the relationship is too stiff, and it is not good for anyone."

As he spoke, plainclothes had already walked in.

He looked down at the middle-aged man with a thin body, a decadent temperament, a dark complexion, and a messy and greasy hair, "Do you have shoe covers?" ”

Mr. Ye: "No need. ”

Leave the door open.

Putting the takeaway bag on the table, licking his dry lips, he walked to the couch and stared at the plainclothes without saying a word.

Plainclothes looked at him sideways: "Mr. Ye, don't be nervous. ”

The mood of the middle-aged boy was not much better.

His hands clutched his pants tightly, and his lips pursed tightly.

Plainclothes were speechless.

"Why don't you go and eat something first, I'm not in a hurry."

Mr. Ye didn't move, lowered his head, "You...... Say whatever you want. "The food is not important, I just want to send this plague god away at this time.

Kindness.

Introverts don't like people from home, especially strangers.

Mr. Ye is very reserved.

He only dared to sneak a glance at the plainclothes, and quickly moved away.

In that case, it's not interesting to be polite.

When I entered the house, I quickly glanced at the house, the house type is the same as the downstairs, the more spacious three bedrooms and two living rooms, the decoration is relatively new, although the owner of the house is sloppy, but the living room is very clean and tidy.

Kindness?

It stinks a bit.

Plainclothes asked, "Do you live alone?" ”

Mr. Yip: ......

, he actually frowned, thought for a while, and then nodded slowly.

That's what it means.

The aunt downstairs can say that the second time her son came to look for her, it was a middle-aged man who opened the door.

Plainclothes instinctively felt a little strange, and continued to ask: "What is Mr. Ye doing at home to make such a loud noise?" ”

Kindness.

Go back to the source, or, follow the vine.

Mr. Ye clenched his hands tighter.

Plainclothes smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous, we're just routine." ”

Mr. Yip: ......

He dodged the gaze of plainclothes and pretended to be indifferent, but still stumbling, "I, I didn't do anything." ”

Didn't do anything?

Can that make the downstairs almost decide to move?

Plainclothes smile and don't speak.

Mr. Ye didn't dare to look at him, so he had to say, "I didn't do that day, I accidentally made a little noise, and the downstairs ran up to scold me, I was very unhappy, knowing that he had a child at home, and he pushed a chair to play if he had nothing to do, but ...... Maybe it's the sound of a chair rubbing against the floor. I promise, I won't dare next time. ”

Plainclothes raised eyebrows, "Chair? ”

He glanced at the white dining chair at the dining table, walked over and pulled it, and sure enough, it made a loud noise, and pinched his fingers, there was a thin layer of ash.

Mr. Yip followed closely.

Plainclothes looked up, stunned, what about people?

As soon as he turned his head, he was startled, "When did you get behind me?" ”

frowned.

It seems that after entering the house, I felt a little strange, I thought it was smelly, but after staying for a while, it was cold and goosebumps.

The air is dull.

"Mr. Ye doesn't cook?"

There was no air conditioning in the living room, and behind him was a bedroom with the door open, and although the windows were closed, there was plenty of light during the day, and he could clearly see the situation in the room.

Untidy.

Most of the quilts on the bed were dragged to the ground, socks and panties were scattered on the wooden floor, and the plainclothes looked at it, and there were women's sexy pajamas, the kind with suspenders and lace edges.

Kindness.

Next to the window is a computer desk, which is also very messy, instant noodles and snacks peel......

There was an air conditioner on top, but I didn't feel any cold air blowing out.

The doors of the other two bedrooms are closed.

Mr. Ye didn't notice the sight of the plainclothes, he smiled dryly, "Yes, I live alone, I don't think it's troublesome to cook, so it's better to order takeout to eat." ”

Plainclothes: "How long has it been since you cooked at home?" ”

Mr. Ye didn't know what he meant by this, and said with some apprehension: "I can't cook, this shouldn't affect anything." ”

Plainclothes: "For how long?" ”

Mr. Ye: "I occasionally cook at home, and I usually order takeout. ”

Who's in the way of not cooking?

Or is it that the downstairs family can't get used to him shouting takeout, saying that outsiders can enter and exit at any time, and it is not safe?

Plainclothes lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "The gun on the computer desk is yours?" Can I take a look? ”

Mr. Ye was stunned, "Yes......"

However, plainclothes walked in without waiting for him to answer.