inferior possession

Before leaving, Duan Congzhen asked him for a bouquet of flowers.

That is to say, the deer sat on the sofa in a desperate manner, looking at him silently, without saying a word.

Duan Congzhen looked at him, and after a long while, he frowned slightly, "Do you have to pack the flowers yourself when customers buy flowers?"

Hearing his sarcastic words, Ji Lu pursed his lips, wiped his face indiscriminately, sighed slightly, stood up from the sofa, and filled out the form for him.

Duan Congzhen asked for a box of eternal flowers, and with a few strokes, he gave a few banknotes, "Hurry up and pack it, you don't need to look for it."

Without further questioning, the deer went to cut the flowers for him and packed them neatly and quickly, thinking that he would leave quickly.

The man in front of him lowered his eyes, lowered his head slightly, his eyes focused on the work in hand, his body bowed slightly, he looked thin and down, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Duan Congzhen looked at his emptiness and emptiness, tilted his head slightly, and followed his gaze.

The shadow in front of him suddenly came down, and Ji Lu was taken aback. He subconsciously raised his eyes and met the man with probing and interested eyes.

Without saying a word, Ji Lu's face was stiff, his eyes were divided instantly, the corners of his lips were pursed, and he continued to help him pack.

"Why this expression?" Duan Congzhen asked, his tone was light and a little loose, "Are you jealous?"

Ji Lu didn't speak, just lowered his head, not wanting to see him.

"You want flowers too?"

"I don't want to." Jilu opened his mouth, his voice was dry and hoarse, very low and light.

He didn't want to give Duan Congzhen any chance to make excuses, but he didn't know why Duan Congzhen always wanted to tease him.

It's like constantly prodding a pet, pushing him to the brink of collapse, until the docile animal can no longer bear it anymore and uncontrollably bared its fangs in self-defense, then he can step aside pretending to be innocent, and then pitifully Xidi plays the role of the victim:

"Look, I told you, he's a madman."

Duan Congzhen ignored his denial, took his carefully wrapped gift box, and threw down a few banknotes, "I'll buy you a bunch if you want to spend it, pack it yourself."

His eyes fell on the banknotes on the table, and Jilu's throat choked up, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

Duan Congzhen touched his head, not lightly, there was no gentleness at all, it was more like pressing his head, pushing Rang back a bit before giving up.

"Goodbye, Bambi." Duan Congzhen smiled, turned and opened the door to leave, suddenly thought of something, paused with the hand pushing the doorknob, turned his head and said to the man, "I will send you a red bean second autopsy report later, Take the thesis of Zhi Ke’s colleague to Tong Tong and ask her to hand it over to the teacher.”

Ji Lu lowered his eyes, no expression could be seen on his face, "It doesn't matter anymore."

"Whatever you want." Duan Congzhen glanced at him, his face indifferent, "Anyway, I have done everything I should do, either take it or throw it away."

After leaving the garden of the flower shop, Duan Congzhen held the flowers in one hand, looked at the expression on the man before he left, and suddenly became in a good mood. Passing by the alley, he knocked down the cute clay figurine made by a child.

"Bad guy! What are you doing!" The muddy child cried loudly, waving his fists to chase him.

Duan Congzhen's tone was lazy and dragging, "You poor little girl, go home and cry to your mother."

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With Jilu's scruples, Duan Congzhen quickly solved the camera, in various senses.

Leaning comfortably on the driver's seat, Duan Congzhen put down the backrest and looked down at the phone. The monitoring screen on it was exceptionally clear. In the vast and empty store, the man was sitting on the sofa behind the front desk, holding a book in his hand boringly. turn a page.

Looking at the empty look on Ji Lu's face, his eyes fell on the book unconsciously, not knowing how much he read.

He looked at the book, and Duan Congzhen looked at him.There is no emotion in the mind.

"I didn't know you had a penchant for voyeurism."

The passenger door was opened, Li Jie sat in and handed him the coffee.

"Bing American?" Duan Congzhen frowned indescribably, "Are you serious?"

"Either take it or lose it." Li Jie glanced at him.

Duan Congzhen lazily pursed his lips, still raised his head and took a sip, threw the phone on the front console, and said after a while, "I'm not peeping."

"Not yet?" Li Jie smiled, stretched out his hand to stand up his mobile phone, and questioned, "Isn't this called peeping? Abnormal."

"It's called monitoring." Duan Congzhen looked calm, frowning slightly to avoid the phone screen that was about to stick to the tip of his nose, "Let's read some books."

"Self-monitoring is voyeurism," Li Jie said.

"Privately?" Duan Congzhen asked back, chuckling, "I didn't privately, I told Bambi."

"Did you say so?" Li Jie raised an eyebrow, "Will he allow you to install a camera to monitor him?"

"En." Duan Congzhen responded.

"Idiots only believe you."

"as you like."

Duan Congzhen finished his coffee expressionlessly, lowered the car window, and threw the empty cup into the trash can.

Seeing his silence, Li Jie smiled jokingly, "What? Didn't you keep saying you wanted to kill him before? Now that you can't see him for a while, it's like giving up opium."

"Because he is my Bambi." Duan Congzhen looked at him and said lightly, "I can watch it whenever I want."

After finishing speaking, Duan Congzhen took out his mobile phone, zoomed in on the surveillance screen, focused on the man's face, then placed the mobile phone in the most conspicuous place, and looked at Li Jie frankly, with provocative eyes.

Looking at the phone that he had hung up, when he opened his eyes, he could see Ji Lu sitting on the sofa in a daze. Li Jie spat, stared at him openly, and cursed, "What did you do so early? I never saw you love him so much when you were playing dead."

Li Jie sneered, thinking of him injecting reagents into Ji Lu, he felt even more unreasonable, "You hate him so much, you really want to kill him?"

"Li Jie," Duan Congzhen said calmly, as if he didn't take his words to heart at all, "you know the reason."

"What's the reason?" Li Jie laughed angrily, "The car accident?"

Duan Congzhen drank coffee leisurely, noncommittal.

"The police said that even if the deer didn't show up there, the car accident would still happen." Li Jie's voice was getting higher and higher, full of suppressed anger, "If you want to blame you, you should also blame the drunk driver."

"So he went to prison," Duan Congzhen turned his head, his eyes were cold and sinister, and his voice was tinged with chills, "then he died in prison."

Li Jie was taken aback, his pupils trembled, and his breath didn't subside for a long time, "You... Duan Congzhen, just admit it, it was obviously you who asked auntie to pick up Xiaolu that day, you just don't want to blame yourself."

"I admit, what's wrong?" Duan Congzhen curled his lips and raised his eyebrows frankly and contemptuously, "I don't want to blame myself, so even if I am wronged, I will blame him. Is there a problem?"

"Duan Congzhen, you lunatic!" Li Jie roared angrily.

Duan Congzhen didn't care, wiped his hands and started the car.

An old man tremblingly walked out of the sidewalk, leaning on crutches, his legs and feet seemed to be inconvenient. When he heard the sound of the engine starting, he was startled, but he happened to be in the middle of the road, so he could only speed up. trembling.

Duan Congzhen put down the car window, leaned against him, stared at the moving figure of the old man, licked the corner of his mouth with interest, and tilted his head to look at him.

The old man looked at him apologetically, while speeding up his pace in vain, with his crutch on the ground, feeling extremely cramped.

Duan Congzhen didn't speak, just smiled politely, reached out quietly, pressed the steering wheel, and honked the horn sharply.

The loud noise made the old man pale with fright, but there was no real harm. The old man's hands and feet trembled, and he exclaimed hoarsely.

Duan Congzhen laughed, as if the prank had succeeded, and after the prank was over, he still looked at him without any movement.

Seeing what he did, Li Jie's face was gloomy, "I'm sick."

"Sir," Duan Congzhen called him suddenly, "You want me to bump you across the street?"

The old man was holding on to his crutches, his face was sallow, his lips moved, as if he had heard absurd words, he muttered, "It's too outrageous...it's outrageous..."

The more flustered he was, the wider the smile in Duan Congzhen's eyes, even with a little stimulating light, as if he was playing a fun game.

"Don't do this!" Li Jie couldn't stand it anymore, lowered his head, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Can you be kind!"

"Kindness? I don't understand." Duan Congzhen responded perfunctorily, and suddenly started the car.

As soon as the old man walked past the front of the car, Duan Congzhen immediately stepped on the accelerator and galloped past the old man's back, making the sound of howling wind.

Li Jie was caught off guard, his whole body was pressed onto the seat by inertia, his eyes widened suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and saw from the rearview mirror that the old man screamed in fright, tilted twice, and sat on the ground.

"You're crazy!" Li Jie asked in a low voice.

"No." Duan Congzhen opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and let the air blow in a good mood.

"It's fun to scare people, doesn't it?"

"Ah."

"You fucking almost killed someone!"

"Oh."

"Duan Congzhen!"

The roar resounded in his ears, but Duan Congzhen didn't seem to hear it, his face was relaxed, he was biting a cigarette, and he was even humming softly.

"Oh... Bambi's gone."

Looking across the screen of the mobile phone, Duan Congzhen glanced at the empty small sofa, dragged his voice playfully, threw away the cigarette butt, and took down the mobile phone, "Where is Bambi..."

"You fucking watch the way!" Li Jie was terrified.

"Yes, I'm watching."

Duan Congzhen responded perfunctorily, holding the steering wheel with one hand while sliding the other hand on the screen.

After a while, another monitoring screen appeared on the screen.

It's the back hall of the flower shop, it's a little dark at the moment, the room is not turned on, the man squatted on the ground with his back to the camera, as if looking for something in the cabinet, after a while, he stood up, with a stack of thin paper in his hand, Like an invoice.

"Here." Duan Congzhen set up his phone again, turned the steering wheel hard, and easily avoided the oncoming car with its horn honking.

"I'm sick!!" The driver on the other side cursed loudly.

Duan Congzhen closed his eyes, stretched out his hand out of the window, and gave him the middle finger expressionlessly.

The driver on the other side was furious, "I'll fuck you..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Congzhen sped up and left him behind.

Li Jie was wearing a seat belt and was being thrown around. He held on to the car door to barely hold back his vomiting. Duan Congzhen was shaking in the same way, with a calm expression on his face.

After finally getting on the highway, he calmed down. There was still a slight cynical look in his eyes, but he didn't make trouble again.

Li Jie was panting cursingly, with lingering fears in his heart, he glanced at Duan Congzhen's phone screen, remembered something, and loosened his collar.

"Chen Songyun called me and said he couldn't reach you."

"Yeah." Duan Congzhen nodded, not surprised at all, "I blocked him."

"how?"

"He always calls in the middle of the night, it's too noisy."

"..." Li Jie felt speechless.

Anyone who has a close relationship with Duan Congzhen has never been blocked by him, and the reasons are all kinds of strange and willful.

Li Jie was also blocked by him. In the few days after Ji Lu left, Duan Congzhen couldn't get through the phone, and he didn't go to the company. Later, he even blocked him directly and refused to answer his calls.

Li Jie didn't want to care about his mess at all, but he was really worried that he would die at home.

But he was completely wrong, everyone in the world is dead, and Duan Congzhen will be fine.

He is cold-blooded, and cold-blooded egoism often leads to a happier life.

"What did he tell you?" Duan Congzhen asked.

"The police's investigation has yielded results." Li Jie said, his voice paused, "There is not enough evidence to seal off their nursing home."

"Insufficient evidence?" Duan Congzhen was also a little surprised.

The things written in black and white, the photos taken, and the solid evidence are still insufficient. It seems that the dean has a strong background.

"Chen Songyun said that if you want to investigate the whereabouts of the batch of drugs back then, he can find someone to accompany you. The police probably won't make any big moves for the time being."

"Me?" Duan Congzhen smiled, as if he had heard a joke, "I'm full and have nothing to do and run to the mental hospital?"

"Just talking." Li Jie lowered his voice, "He asked me to bring the message, and I did."

Duan Congzhen smiled and didn't speak, and caught a glimpse of the small screen out of the corner of his eye.

In the monitoring, even if the deer is too busy, there is no time to sit down, and after receiving the order, he has to pick and pack flowers for other customers immediately, without touching the ground.

Meifeng gradually frowned, Duan Congzhen was in a daze, and some deep feelings flashed in his eyes.

The smile in his eyes gradually faded, and after a long time, he opened his mouth, "I'll take a look at it some time, and let Chen Songyun get ready."