"What does she mean?" Team Liu was the first to come back to his senses, looked at Lan Linfeng with a wry smile on his face and asked.

"She, it doesn't mean anything, it's... Wait for me, hitchhiker" Lan Linfeng didn't know what expression to use to express his current state of mind, so he had to say expressionlessly, "Before the people above come, do I have a place to rest" He is indeed a little tired these days.

Team Liu raised his eyebrows: "You are very confident?" When you are involved in a case like this, you are the only one who asks questions with such a look in your eyes."

"No, I'm just a little tired," Lan Linfeng smiled.

The policemen were speechless.

Isn't that calm enough?

Out of the police station, I casually found a small restaurant to sit down, biting the popular taste of wontons, staring at the door without blinking, the owner of the restaurant is a bald and slightly fat middle-aged man, the boss is very talkative, seeing me absent-mindedly eating, I can't help but ask, "Little sister, what do you do?" Just (eating) something, you have to change your mind, or else, your stomach will suffer."

Listening to his strange accent, I couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Boss, I mind that I have something to do (three times)"

"Don't learn to lie down (me) and talk!" The boss blushed, he has been here for so long, he has forgotten his hometown, and he has not learned the words here, and he has lost his face in a weird tone.

I forced myself to calm down and "Boss, let's talk, I'm so bored"

"Oh, you're here to relieve your boredom, what do you want to talk about?" The boss is indeed talkative enough, and I can't even guess it, and it's not too difficult to understand what he means.

"Boss, are you here...," I squinted at him.

"What?" The boss sat down nervously next to him, and leaned over with low eyebrows, "What's the matter, sister, you said?"

"Often...," I paused, looking at him with a familiar expression.

Bai Qiong couldn't stand it, jumped on the table, raised her little paws, and a bowl of wontons flew out, and the boss subconsciously shrank his head and "tightened (forbidden) pets to enter the door"

Bai Qiong bared her teeth and roared fiercely at the black cat on the boss's shoulder, but it was very self-aware to lower its voice, and the roar sounded like Ai Mei's murmur.

The boss was startled, his body trembled, and he almost turned the black cat upside down, and the black cat hurriedly grabbed the boss's neck and hung there in a swaying manner.

"Xiao Qiong, don't be rude!" I slapped the boss on the shoulder with an amiable smile, and at the same time dusted the black cat down, "Mo blame, no wonder, this dead puppy, I spoiled it"

"Woo~ Your pet's eyes are so scary"

"Ah, your accent is gone"

The boss was not happy at all.

The black cat was held down by Bai Qiong with his paws, struggling desperately on the table, his eyes looked at the shopkeeper unwillingly, except for the thick loneliness, it didn't feel angry at all, it... There is no malice.

"Your pet recently died?" I motioned to Bai Qiong to calm down and asked the shopkeeper softly.

The shopkeeper looked at me in surprise: "Why did you only get to the (know) place?" ”

"Is it a black cat?"

"Fire Thread (Living Immortals)!" The shopkeeper wiped away his tears, "It's the only relative in the room, I didn't expect it, or go ahead of me"

It turned out that the black cat was picked up by the shopkeeper next to the garbage heap, the shopkeeper had no relatives and no reason, and took extra care of this poor kitten, a person and a cat depended on each other, not long ago the black cat died of illness, the shopkeeper cried a heart attack, the neighbor saw the black shadow in front of the door flashed, came to check and saved his life, since then he has a kind of illusion, his little boy has always been by his side, never left, and even sometimes, in the middle of the night he can still hear the cry of the little girl, he also knows this situation, indicating that he has a nerve problem, But only in this way can his heart be less lonely, so he will let his illness go, and now when I mention it, he faintly feels that things are not as simple as he thinks, and his heart longs for me to give him a definite answer.