Lu Hui carefully placed the baked cookies on the porcelain plate, his eyebrows were lowered, his eyelashes were long and thin, and he was as quiet as a painting.
Ji Fanyang pinched a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice and frowned: "Did you add sugar?"
"No." Lu Hui smiled, his gaze was down, stopping at Ji Fanyang's lower abdomen, "Eating more sugar will make your belly grow."
Ji Fanyang covered his stomach and took two steps back, as if he wasn't used to the gay style of Lu Hui's gay paintings.
Yu Xinyu squeezed a few beautiful buttercream flowers on the cookies: "This should be sweeter."
Lu Hui picked up a biscuit and stuffed it into Ji Fanyang's mouth: "Try it again."
Ji Fanyang chewed the cookies and the sweet and greasy cream in his mouth with difficulty, and finally he could talk after chewing. He took a sip of water to moisten his throat: "Forget it, put some sesame seeds."
Blinded by the sweet gay couple, Yu Xinyu couldn't help but stand a little further away from them: "You guys are usually like this at home...?"
"That's right." Lu Hui shrugged, picked up a piping nozzle and drew a pattern on the cake embryo, "Draw a picture of Ayang."
"...Wait a minute, don't paint me!" Ji Fanyang rushed forward to stop him. He knew that Lu Hui's horrific painting skills could make the portrait painters in the bureau vomit blood. "Calm down."
Lu Hui raised his arm to firmly block his outstretched hand, and flexibly turned his wrist to draw a small matchstick figure on the cake, marked the arrow on the right, and wrote Ji Fanyang's initials [JFY].
Ji Fanyang rolled his eyes in despair, quickly picked up another decorating tip and drew a stickman lying down on the cake, and marked [LH] on the side.
Standing aside, Yu Xinyu was stunned to see the behavior and painting skills of the two adults who were comparable to kindergarten students.
"I'm laughing." Lu Huichao Yu Xinyu smiled apologetically, turned around and wiped the cream flower on the tip of Ji Fanyang's nose with lightning speed, "Look, little bear."
"Fuck you, uncle." Ji Fanyang laughed angrily. He really couldn't do Lu Hui's childish behavior, so he wiped off the cream flower helplessly, put it in his mouth and licked it, "It's so sweet."
"... Let's bake something else." Yu Xinyu said, "I think I need a pair of sunglasses."
"Haha, let's bake something else." Lu Hui pretended to be very cheerful.
…
The two walked into their home, and Lu Hui sat down on the sofa and stretched: "I don't want to see cakes in my life."
"You made it yourself." Ji Fanyang sighed, "I think you are really boring and crazy."
"Then go kill someone for my entertainment," Lu Hui said.
"I really want to kill you now." Ji Fanyang walked to the sofa, sat next to Lu Hui, handed his friend a glass of water, and drank a glass himself, "It's too sweet, I'm so tired."
"Eat something spicy at night to relieve the sweetness." Lu Hui said.
Ji Fanyang drank the water in the glass in one breath and said, "Okay."
"How's the case?" Lu Hui asked.
Ji Fanyang suddenly became alert: "You know?"
"Didn't you just ask this when you called?" Lu Hui looked at the young man with a sneer, "Otherwise, what else should I avoid?"
"I..." Ji Fanyang thought for a while, and at the end of his words, he admitted bravely, "I still have a little privacy, right?"
"Could it be that your mother asked you to go on a blind date?" Lu Hui teased, "It seems that I delayed you."
"No, no, no." Ji Fanyang shook his head fiercely, "Okay, Sister Wu said, I haven't found the first scene yet."
"A bunch of idiots." Lu Hui cursed lazily.
Ji Fanyang said, "How much do you remember?"
Lu Hui was silent. He didn't want to mention the distorted dreams, the walls splattered with blood, the suppressed conversations, the sharp daggers, the feeling of piercing the flesh, the screams and the silence.
"Oh..." Ji Fanyang put down his water glass, "Which Sichuan cuisine do you want to eat?"
"Ji Fanyang, I might really be a murderer." Lu Hui said suddenly.
The atmosphere froze for 0.3 seconds, Ji Fanyang said: "I believe you, you have reasonable reasons."
"Maybe not." Lu Hui denied, "Otherwise I wouldn't choose to lose my memory."
Lu Hui is a logical animal. He believes in his principles of life and regards them as his creed. Once he violates them, his logic will fall into chaos, and his brain will automatically activate a defense mechanism. This is amnesia.
"Captain Wei said before that you killed someone, what happened?" Ji Fanyang mentioned the previous incident.
Lu Hui thought about his words, bent his legs, and seemed to be planning to tell a long story.
"I used to work in the Public Security Bureau of Zhuchuan Province, and was Wei Congjia's deputy captain."
"In those days, the whole hall received a mission to hunt down the Wenhu Gang."
"Wenhu Gang, just the large transnational drug cartel that was besieged two years ago?" Ji Fanyang asked.
Lu Hui nodded: "Well, yes, during the pursuit, I found a corpse, which has nothing to do with the Wenhu Gang, but it was found not far from the scene of the Rush, and it should have been handed over to the local city bureau for criminal investigation The brigade solved it, but I stopped it halfway."
"That corpse is a black household." Lu Hui said, "It's very suspicious. I have deviated from the investigation direction of the large army. Wei Congjia tried to dissuade me from meddling with the corpse, but I didn't listen."
"Later Wei Congjia gave up on persuasion, and I tried my best to investigate the clues of the corpse. My apprentice was determined to follow me, so I dismissed her."
"Wait, your apprentice?" Ji Fanyang asked, "A woman?"
"Um… "
"The one who fanned you?"
"... Are you listening?"
"Listen." Ji Fanyang held back his laughter.
"I went to investigate alone, and stumbled into the transaction site by mistake." Lu Hui said, "I was lucky. I hid behind a shelf in the corner of the warehouse."
"The transaction didn't seem to be going well. One person shot and killed the other two. It seemed like two gangs were robbing the supply. There were constant gunshots in the warehouse." Lu Hui recalled, "I hid behind the shelves, and a young man panicked. Running towards me, he has a gun."
"I killed him without hesitation." Lu Hui said, "He is the murderer of that corpse."
"So, the case is closed?" Ji Fanyang asked.
"Not far." Lu Hui sighed. "The warehouse is too messy. I ran out alone to attract attention. I couldn't drag the corpse away. I can only hide the corpse behind the shelf and observe it temporarily."
"I took photos, cut hair and skin tissue for identification, and I wrote down some details in my notebook." Lu Hui said, "He is not in the information database."
"After I went back, Wei Congjia withdrew my notebook and materials and forced me to go to psychological counseling." Speaking of this, Lu Hui was so angry that he slapped the sofa, "When I escaped the psychological counseling and went back to the warehouse, it was empty. Yes, there's nothing left."
"Because of this incident, Wei Congjia found an excuse to kick me out of the seventh team, and asked someone to send me to the Linhua City Bureau." Lu Hui said, "I can barely stop being angry with him."
"Captain Wei is protecting you." Ji Fanyang said.
"He protects too many people." Lu Hui's dark eyes gleamed coldly, "I will always find out the maggots behind the scenes."
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