Only then did Gao Yusheng realize that he was holding the hand that was not very thick but extremely warm, and subconsciously clenched it tightly before releasing: "Sorry."
Zhai Chen didn't care, he followed him to the office, pulled out the guest chair in front of the desk and sat down: "You called me to see the mourning group at the door?"
"No," Gao Yusheng poured him a glass of water, "they hadn't come when I called you, I just wanted to talk about you."
"Me?" Zhai Chen took the glass. The crystal clear glass was filled with clear white water, with a faint mint fragrance. He should have soaked dried mint leaves in the kettle. High-end people generally like to drink expensive coffee or brightly colored wine, but this little Mr. Gao prefers to drink cheap mint water. No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like an overbearing president.
"About your... superpowers," Gao Yusheng considered his words carefully, and gave Zhai Chen's extraordinary power a nickname, "It's very dangerous for you to always be exposed to people like this. Being a bodyguard for different people will always Someone saw it like I did."
"Is Gao always threatening me?" Zhai Chen casually picked up a steel ruler on the table to play with, and tapped the crystal clear glass lightly, as if he was beating a glass glass, the beautiful and expensive Mr. Gao, don't get it "What superpower, I don't understand what Mr. Gao said."
"I don't mean to offend, just give you a sincere suggestion. It's safest to find a firm employer who is willing to keep secrets," Gao Yusheng put his fingers together on the table, making a harmless and strong gesture, "Of course, but also for myself, I encountered the same trouble as Li Ting."
"Huh?" Zhai Chen stopped his hand turning the steel ruler, "You were also followed by your ex-boyfriend?"
"… "
"Ah no, ex-girlfriend, just the one downstairs? It seems a bit dangerous, and you will have to pay your debts with blood and die." Zhai Chen sighed with emotion, as if he had seen Mr. Gao being smashed to pieces segment pattern.
"There are so many people who curse me to death, and I won't be afraid of a mad woman who doesn't have any offensive power." Gao Yusheng felt Zhai Chen's unfriendliness, pressed the blue vein that popped out of his forehead, and took out one from the drawer. Transparent document bag with a colorful sheet of paper, "I received this."
A poorly-printed takeaway list on the front and a weird pattern on the back. The pattern is concentric circles, with twelve constellations drawn around it, with a round eye in the middle. When Zhai Chen saw the piece of paper, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Takeaway order!" I grabbed it and looked at it carefully, it was exactly the same as the small advertisement list that Li Ting went downstairs in front of her house that day.
This list was mixed in the courier. It was sent to the CEO's office this morning, and it was written that Gao Yusheng would personally open it. Li Ting posted on a circle of friends that day, complaining that the takeaway list was ugly, so Gao Yusheng was a little impressed.
"Be my temporary bodyguard. If you don't want to work for 9 hours, you can take me to and from get off work like Li Ting..."
"Okay." Before Mr. Gao could finish speaking, Zhai Chen agreed and took the job without hesitation. Quickly took a photo and sent it to Fang Chuyang, telling him that Li Ting had also received such a piece of paper. Fang Chuyang might be busy over there and didn't get back to him immediately.
"Do you know what this is?" Gao Yusheng looked at Zhai Chen who was studying the paper with his head down, and slowly traced his eyebrows with his eyes, trying to find the similarity with the person in his memory. However, after a long time, he actually couldn't remember it clearly. After looking at it for a long time, he could only come to the conclusion that Zhai Chen was pretty good-looking.
After finding some clues, Zhai Chen's mood was relieved a lot, he put down his phone and looked up with a smile: "Have you seen "The Return of the Condor Heroes"?"
"Yeah." Gao Yusheng liked to read famous martial arts novels and several TV dramas when he was a child.
"The devil Li Mochou in The Legend of Condor Heroes has a habit of leaving bloody handprints on the other person's house on the first day of murder. If you leave a few handprints, you will kill a few people." Zhai Chen was in a good mood. He started talking nonsense, took out his usual trick of lying to children, and made fun of Mr. Gao, who had a serious face.
However, Gao Yusheng did not let him go like Fang Chuyang did, but thought for a while: "It's very possible."
"..." I believe this, this child is not a fool, Zhai Chen looked at him with some ineffable words.
However, it turns out that Mr. Gao is not stupid, especially when it comes to money. Since it was decided to be a temporary bodyguard, the salary must be negotiated first. Gao Yusheng took out the price list of a regular bodyguard company. One-day rental is the most expensive. A-level bodyguards are 8,000 yuan a day, and B-level bodyguards are 6,000 yuan a day. Monthly and annual subscriptions are much cheaper, with a monthly salary of 30,000 to 40,000, and an annual salary of 600,000 to 800,000. There are no rules at all.
This is basically the average price in the industry, and Zhai Chen also nodded his approval.
"Because you are not a regular bodyguard, the usual asking price is 4,000 per day, so the monthly subscription should be about 20,000. And you only work every day to and from work, so at most 10,000, I'll give you 15,000." Gao Yusheng said The businessman's face appeared, as if the person who had sold 50,000 yuan before was not him.
"Isn't it still fifty thousand before?" Zhai Chen tried to mess around.
"It's a 9-hour work, don't you want to take your child? If you want, you can put your child in the nursery class on the 17th floor of the building, and the company will pay for it."
Mr. Gao even considered the children of Zhai Chen's family, and everything was arranged clearly, so Mr. Bodyguard nodded, and Zhai's bodyguard almost agreed. But when he put half of his foot in, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The president was too expensive to hire a bodyguard. It was another time to invite him to dinner, and another time to investigate his family situation... It seemed as if an invisible net had opened up in front of him, filled with all kinds of things he needed urgently, such as high-level childcare classes, money, work to avoid exposure risks, investigation of Li The clue of Ting's death was waiting for him, the fat rabbit, to slam into it.
"Not for now, I like working in kindergarten." Zhai Chen reluctantly rejected this poisonous delicacy.
At this time, Secretary Hao came in to notify that the police had arrived outside.
The police handcuffed the three noisy people, pointed at the middle-aged man who was choking his neck and said, "Why is it you again?"
"Comrade police officer, do you know him?" Zhai Chen grabbed the reporter who was trying to get away and took a breath of oxygen. The reporter struggled for a while at first, but after that, it seemed as if he was stuck by the iron buckle, and his entire forearm could not move. Moving left and right, his arms do not move, as if he were dancing a mechanical dance that was not choreographed.
"Of course I know, these three are professional troublemakers, and they arrested him once at the gate of the People's Hospital last month. They are specially for people who demolished and touched porcelain as a group... Be honest, what is your niece, this portrait The people in the house are beautiful, do they have mung bean eyes like you?"
Demolition... Zhai Chen frowned, grinded his back molars, and turned to ask Gao Yusheng, "Which hospital is that shriveled calf in Wang Jinghang?"
General Manager Gao: "..."
The policeman left and the reporter who was still caught: "Let go of me!"
"Oh, I forgot about you," Zhai Chen turned his head to look at the reporter with a peaceful look, grabbed his mobile phone and handed it to Secretary Hao to delete the relevant video, and then took out his mobile phone and recorded it on his face, "Come on. , laugh. Tell me, who hired you."
The reporter seemed to have let go of a bloody duck, his face was pale and his mouth was hard, and he refused to say anything.
In the Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Bureau, Fang Chuyang was still reading the transcript repeatedly.
The deceased in the Nancheng case, Wang Qiang, was 46 years old and male. His wife said that Wang Qiang went out to drink with friends that day, and she slept with her child before she came back in the middle of the night. The next day, the phone couldn't get through until she came back, so she called the police. But Wang Qiang's parents insisted that it was homicide.
[Wang's wife (Zhou Yufen): The family owes a large loan, Wang Qiang is in a bad mood recently, and often goes out drinking and not returning home at night. I didn't care, I never thought that he would be so short-sighted, what should we do if we left our orphans and widows?]
[Father Wang: The arrears are the money he borrowed from people for business, and he can pay back the goods after selling them. There is no such thing as suicide by escaping debts!]
[Queen Mother: It must be Zhou Yufen who did it. She said before that my son cheated, making a small disturbance for three days and a big one for five days. She also said that she would jump into a river with two children in her arms.]
Wang Qiang also showed no signs of fighting. Either he jumped off by himself, or the murderer made a move to defeat the enemy.
"Wang Qiang is still possible, if someone he knows pushes him down unexpectedly. But Li Ting can't push him. To be able to throw it down without touching, unless the person is a strong man and uses the snatch method in weightlifting to lift him. Go over your head and throw it downstairs." The colleague who surveyed the scene gestured at the height of the window sill.
Hercules.
Fang Chuyang's heart tightened. As far as he knew, the only person who could do this was Zhai Chen who was breathing oxygen. That day, he worked overtime all night and was not at home, so he could not give Zhai Chen an alibi. I have to call the bastard brother and tell him to restrain himself recently so that no one can see his superpowers. He picked up the phone and saw the message sent by Zhai Chen, and immediately forwarded it to his colleagues.
"Is there anything like this in Li Ting's relic?" Fang Chuyang pointed to the weird concentric circle eyes on the screen.
Chen Zhaohui quickly lowered his head and turned it over: "No."
"Xiao Zhang, check the origin of this pattern, and Chen Xiaohei will follow me." Fang Chuyang stood up and took Chen Zhaohui to search Li Ting's car again. According to Zhai Chen, he forgot to throw the garbage at that time, and he didn't know where it was, maybe it was still in the car.
The two were rummaging in the car that was drying in the oven under the strong sun, and their clothes were soaked in less than a minute.
"Deputy team, you go to stand in the shade, let me search." Chen Zhaohui pushed Fang Chuyang, climbed into the car and searched carefully.
Fang Chuyang opened the cab, ignited the air conditioner in the car, and the cold wind blew out, and the suffocating heat was immediately relieved.
"Hey, the deputy team is still smart." Chen Zhaohui wiped his sweat and patted a very stiff flattery. Before Fang Chuyang could scold him, he suddenly shouted, "I found it!"
In the gap between the seat and the car door, there was a take-out order that was not thrown away in time, which was exactly the same as the one Mr. Gao received. The swarthy Comrade Chen carefully put the evidence in a transparent plastic bag and sealed it, blowing it against the air-conditioning vent for a while, and blew his hot head: "Deputy team, do you think Li Ting gave it? The takeaway is bad, is the takeaway brother coming to retaliate against her?"
"The boss of the punctuation map also gave a bad review to the takeaway? Will he order this 5 yuan piece of fish-flavored pork? You've got gutter oil in your mind!" Fang Chuyang looked at Xiao Chen The back of the comrade's head is a slap in the face.
"Last time you said it was loaded with briquettes." Chen Xiaohei said honestly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Fuck off!" Fang Chuyang pushed away the briquettes' head and answered the phone easily.
"Deputy team, the Eastern District Police Station caught three people who pretended to be Li Ting's relatives to cause trouble."
Professional troublemaker...
Fang Chuyang's face turned cold, professional troublemakers are most familiar with the rogues in the demolished villages, and Wang Jinghang is precisely the famous rogue in Cai Zhuang: "Send someone to keep an eye on that kid Wang Jinghang, and then check him out. Also, ask Wang Qiang's wife to come, I have something to ask her."