Demon husband's exorcism

"Wow, the wife hired a private detective to check on the husband's assistant, and the husband hired another private detective to check on the detective who was following his assistant. How can this couple be so fun!"

After learning the motive of Jin Sansi's behavior, Xiao Ming leaned forward and backward with a smile.

Zong Wangchuan didn't speak.

Seeing his serious face, Xiao Ming restrained his smile and asked, "What are you doubting?"

Zong Wangchuan said: "I suspect that Luo Jian and Zhang Jing really have an ulterior relationship."

"Just because Luo Jian hired Jin Sansi to investigate you? Do you suspect that you are a running dog made by Shanmu?"

Xiao Ming had a look of disbelief.

Zong Wangchuan opened the sealed bag containing the threat letter, inspected it carefully against the light, and explained:

"The Rising Sun Group held a general meeting of shareholders at the end of last year, and Li Xudong, as the chairman of the group, personally announced the Rising Sun Plan to everyone.

The first step of the Rising Sun Project is to build [-] Rising Sun Plazas across the country, and based on these [-] Rising Sun Plazas, create [-] complexes including large commercial centers, urban pedestrian streets, five-star hotels, office buildings, apartments, etc. , A large commercial district integrating shopping, catering, culture, entertainment and other functions.

The Ningxi Rising Sun Plaza, which is being built on Ningxi Road in the urban area, is the first of the [-] Rising Sun Plazas planned to be built by the Rising Sun Project, and Li Zhenran and his wife are fully responsible for it.

After the opening of Ningxi Rising Sun Plaza, if the benefits are good, then at least three Rising Sun Plazas will start construction immediately; if the effect is not good, the entire Rising Sun Project will be shelved. "

"That is to say, Li Zhenran and his wife don't want any negative things to happen during the construction of Ningxi Sunrise Plaza, right?"

"Yes, there can be no mistakes."

Zong Wangchuan, who had gained something, put the letter on the mirror, and while observing further, said: "After all, Li Xudong is not the only child of Li Zhenran, and the Sun Group is not the only shareholder of the Li family."

"And Luo Jian now suspects that we are... my dear, what did you find on the letter paper?"

Zong Wangchuan's increasingly solemn expression made Xiao Ming stop talking nonsense, and took the initiative to get closer.

"I found some nail marks, and found that it used the same A4 paper, the same ink, and the same font as the anonymous letter that Brother Biao gave me."

"what do you mean--"

Zong Wangchuan nodded, held up the letter again, and pointed at the strong light.

"Even if the person who sent the threatening letter to Luo Jian and the person who sent the anonymous letter to the police are not the same person, they must - pay attention to this."

"here?"

Xiao Ming squinted his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly let out a "hmm".

Zong Wangchuan thought he had discovered something, and was about to ask a question, but he didn't want the devil to open his mouth, and his long tongue gently slid across his lips.

"you--"

"Hey, you've been tricked again."

Xiao Ming said happily.

Zong Wangchuan was speechless, he could only ignore Xiao Ming, picked a cluster of pale yellow traces on the letter paper that were so faint that they could not be seen at all, and said, "This cluster is medicine."

"You know what it is before you do the identification? My dear, you are really getting more and more..."

"Because it used to be the flavor I was most familiar with."

Zong Wangchuan spoke heavily, and brought the test tube containing the powder to the reagent rack, and manipulated it skillfully.

"My brother-in-law is a severely burned patient and has to take a lot of painkillers every day. The disfigurement made him grumpy, and he often knocked over the medicine bottle. Over time, my family and my sister's body smelled like painkillers..."

"And the smell of the medicine powder on this letter happens to be the same as the smell that your sister always carries?"

Zong Wangchuan didn't answer, but quickly shook the test tube to confirm the ingredients of the medicine.

Xiao Ming knew that he was reminded of the unhappy past, so he stopped making jokes and squatted down obediently, with his hands on his knees, looking at him.

Three hours later—

Zong Wangchuan finally completed the sub-appraisal and printed out the analysis results. Just as he was about to call Zhu Biao, he suddenly cast a glance——

"How do you still...you, you, how did you do it!"

Zong Wangchuan was shocked.

I saw a certain demon crouching obediently in a corner, with more than a dozen flower mushrooms of various sizes on top of his three-headed head, five or six clusters of hazel mushrooms sprouting from his shoulders, and the wooden floor at his feet was dominated by him. The half-meter range in the center is full of straw mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, and chicken fir mushrooms...

"Did you mean mushrooms?"

Xiao Ming raised his head and said weakly: "I've been waiting for you for too long...they've grown mushrooms..."

Then, his eyes lit up again, and he swept away the mushrooms on his head, shoulders, and ground excitedly, and piled them in the basket: "Honey, I'll make stewed chicken with mushrooms for you! Experts say that you must eat more mushrooms during pregnancy." Stew chicken, so that the baby will be fat and tender. Hehehe!"

While speaking, he was already carrying a basket full of mushrooms to the kitchen to study stewed chicken with mushrooms.

Zong Wangchuan, who was forced to watch the whole process, temporarily lost the ability to speak due to overstimulation.

……

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"I really can't see that Xiao Ming, a liar who even forged his ID card, has such good cooking skills! This pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms... how can it be... oily but not greasy, and the soup is as thick as gold It's so delicious, I really want to lick the pot clean...delicious...delicious!"

Zhu Biao, who was called by Zong Wangchuan to eat free food, took a bite of stewed chicken with mushrooms, and immediately moved his index finger, full of praise.

Seeing this, Zong Wangchuan said, "If you like it, eat it all."

"why?"

Zhu Biao was suddenly different when he heard this.

Zong Wangchuan has no interest in using chopsticks for something so delicious?

"I have a bad stomach recently, and I don't want to eat greasy things."

Zong Wangchuan spoke lazily and scratched his stomach.

Zhu Biao frowned even more: "Xiao Zong, you have no appetite for such delicious chicken soup?"

"I have no appetite, I feel nauseated when I see it, and I feel uncomfortable."

Zong Wangchuan picked up a whole glass bowl of white wine to soak the plum meat, and ate them one by one.

"..."

Zhu Biao couldn't understand it at all.

He drank the whole pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms, wiped his mouth, and said to Zong Wangchuan who was still eating plum meat soaked in wine, "Xiao Zong, what do you want me for?"

"There is a clue about the anonymous letter."

Zong Wangchuan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao saw that the paper was full of various forms and data, so he jumped directly to the conclusion line. After reading it, he frowned and asked, "Duning? What is this?"

Zong Wangchuan said: "A highly addictive and highly effective painkiller, a controlled drug, is often used for patients with advanced cancer or severe burns. Under normal circumstances, it cannot be obtained from the hospital pharmacy even through the back door."

"Is this medicine related to the anonymous letter?"

Zong Wangchuan nodded and said, "I found a small amount of Du Ning's powder on the letter paper."

"Dunin's powder on the paper...Dunin's powder on the paper...Dunin's powder..."

Zhu Biao said it several times, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I'll go back and investigate Du Ning's origin immediately! Follow the clues and find out who sent the letter!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already left in a hurry.

Xiao Ming looked at the leftovers on the table, pouted and said, "The stewed chicken with mushrooms I made is so unsatisfactory to you, you are not even interested in eating a bite? I am so sad, I want to cry a lot, I'm going to cry until the whole house is flooded... woo woo woo... woo woo..."

"Woo what woo woo!"

Zong Wangchuan was so angry that he raised his hand and hit him, cursing while beating: "You are too embarrassed to be wronged! If it weren't for your troubles, why would I have felt sick to my stomach recently, and I can't eat greasy things at all!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ming, who was pretending to be crying, immediately put on the face of an old mother in the harem, held Zong Wangchuan's hand, and said, "Honey, it's all my fault, stop beating, be careful of hand pain."

"Hitting you will hurt your hands, so I won't hit you?! What kind of bullshit logic is this!"

Zong Wangchuan's face turned black with anger.

Xiao Ming quickly grabbed the feather duster on the side, put it in Zong Wangchuan's hands, and said, "I'm afraid my baby will hurt if you beat me with your hands, so I want you to beat me with a duster! Come on, beat hard! Beat until the breath is gone! Dear , as long as it can calm you down, even if you let me take a bath in the boiling oil pan, it will definitely not hurt you..."

"you……"

Zong Wangchuan lost his temper completely by his harsh words, grabbed the feather duster and just tapped it twice to remove it.

After putting down the duster, he said with emotion: "If you could put half of your mind on making me happy on your career, you would be the big devil that everyone fears by now."

"What's so good about the devil king? I'm either worried about being encircled and suppressed by the magic sticks all day long, or I'm careful of other demons conspiring to rebel. It's better for me, an unambitious waste like me, to hold my dear and use your imagination in all the capable and shameful things. .”

Xiao Ming said shamelessly, hugged Zong Wangchuan, and rubbed his stomach: "I feel a little fleshier than last month, probably—"

I haven't finished talking--

"Don't even think about it!"

Zong Wangchuan knocked his hand off, then threw off his embrace, picked up a Japanese short knife from the multi-treasure stand, and threw it in front of Xiao Ming.

"What is this again?"

Xiao Ming was puzzled.

Zong Wangchuan gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to have a baby, and I don't plan to provide it with enough nutrition."

"But the magic fetus has a very strong desire to survive. If you insist on not providing it with nutrition, it may deprive you of your consciousness and force it to me—"

"So I need you to do something for me!"

Zong Wangchuan pointed to the short knife, and made a hint of cutting.

Xiao Ming trembled suddenly: "...don't...don't be like this...if I cut you...what will you do when you need it?"

Zong Wangchuan sneered and said, "Without that thing, don't you still have your fingers and tongue! Besides, there are so many high-simulation tools in modern society, who insists on using yours!"

The author has something to say: In fact, Xiao Tongxie’s younger brother is a different-dimensional existence that will grow after being cut...By the way, I feel sorry for Zhu Biao who was fed dog food~