Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

The door to Qin Che's house was ajar, with a gap about two fingers wide.

"So well-behaved, even knows to leave the door open for me, hehehe..." You're in a good mood, so you push the door open and go in.

A faint smell of gunpowder wafted from the room. Qin Che was standing in front of the workbench with his back to the door, loading a bullet with his fingertips. The metallic clanging sound was crisp and pleasant. He seemed not to have noticed you coming in.

Once you were in a playful mood, you tiptoed closer, acting like a thief and concealing your presence.

As you approached Qin Che, you held your breath, bent your hand into a pistol shape, and forcefully poked him against his waist. Deliberately lowering your voice and altering your tone, you said, "Surrender, Che! There are investigators everywhere outside; you can't escape!!!"

Qin Che paused for a moment, but did not turn around as you expected, not even his shoulders trembled.

Unwilling to give up, you poked his waist again with your finger, your voice suddenly rising, carrying a hint of fierceness beneath your bluster: "Put your hands up right now! If you dare not cooperate again, I'll 'execute you on the spot'!"

"Oh?" Qin Che slowly raised his hands, turned around, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. "So, how do you plan to 'execute him on the spot'?"

You withdrew your hand, put your hands on your hips smugly, and grinned mischievously, your voice carrying a sly glint: "Of course it's like this, and then like that... hehehehe..."

Qin Che turned his head, his gaze falling on the corner of the piece of paper peeking out of your shirt pocket, and reached out to touch it.

"What are you doing~" you shouted as you shrank back, "Don't you dare to ambush me! Didn't we agree that I would be the one to take you down..." Before you could finish speaking, you saw Qin Che holding a familiar piece of paper in his hand.

What's going on? I thought he was going to grope my chest.

So that's what they discovered.

Ugh, that's so boring.

A feeling of disappointment, like a punctured balloon, deflated in my heart with a "pop."

No! You're not disappointed at all!

Qin Che glanced down at the ticket in his hand, then at your ever-changing little expression, and laughed out loud: "I never thought our photos would appear on the same piece of paper in this way."

"If not this way, what other way?" You put away your previous random thoughts, raised an eyebrow and asked, your gaze falling on the gun in his hand.

He didn't answer, put down the half-loaded gun barrel, and turned to walk towards the living room.

Curious, you followed him and saw him raise his hand and clip the ticket to the search board on the wall.

The board was covered with gruesome crime scene photos, and this comical speeding shot, clustered in the middle, became the most unique decoration in the world.

"Take a clearer picture next time." He tapped the photo with his fingertip.

"What next time...?" You squinted and said speechlessly, "When we get back to Lin Kong, I can't do this speeding with you. I'm an excellent law-abiding citizen."

Qin Che gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and poured two glasses of whiskey.

You fall back onto the sofa, completely bewildered, unable to understand what he was trying to say.

The television was broadcasting the news, and the reporter's excited voice pierced the screen: "...Rumors about the CYD Group's alleged illegal experiments using predators are intensifying, and the group has issued a statement denying them..."

These rumors are naturally related to you and Qin Che.