It makes sense for the delivery boy to appear at the crime scene, right?

Chapter 167

At the entrance of the inpatient department, Zhao Shaoyang and Su He sat side by side on the steps, looking up at the sunset.

Zhao Shaoyang dragged his chin with one hand, looked depressed, and said: "So, everything is your speculation, there is no evidence... Today, the white toss..."

Su He had a smile on his face, and just when Li Xiuying closed his eyes, he received a system prompt to complete the reward advanced painting skills.

So, his speculation was correct.

To some extent, the cuckoo did harm Wang Lin, but no one can know this truth, people will only remember a woman who committed suicide by jumping off a building, a man who fell to death drunk, and a woman lying on a hospital bed, unattended, and walking to the end of her life.

Perhaps at a certain art exhibition, the cuckoo looks at her most proud painting, and the sunlight shines on her face, revealing two different faces.

This truth, which is destined not to be known by the public, is not a karma, good deeds have good causes, evil has its own number, floating like a dream, for joy, helpless bridgehead, everything is empty.

"Su He, I've been running with you for a day today, should you treat me to a meal?"

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhao Shaoyang looked at Su He with a wary look and said suspiciously: "You promised so cheerfully, wouldn't you plan to go back to the Public Security Bureau and then eat in the cafeteria?"

Su He got up, looked at Zhao Shaoyang's expression, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, I will cook it myself!" In

the evening, Su He took Zhao Shaoyang to the house they rented, they were also very familiar, chatting outside, and Su He was cooking in the kitchen.

Since the murder incident in the live broadcast room, the popularity of Ma Mingzhe and their live broadcast room has been rising, they are still keen to fight PK, and even many people are specially squatting to guard, just to see if they can still meet murder.

Of course, there are also many people who came for the women's clothing boss Dong Yong, and now, they have resigned from their job as delivery staff and concentrated on live broadcasting.

Thirteen spiced crayfish, spicy flower nails, grilled fish, Su He only prepared three dishes, but the portions were very large, the last time was ruined by two scammers, this time Dong Yong and Ma Mingzhe completely let go, decided not to broadcast live tonight.

"Officer Zhao, let's show you a five-second whirlwind!" Dong Yong pulled Su He up and the four stood together.

"Ready, drink!"

The four people picked up the beer bottle, tilted their heads, turned the bottle, and the beer spun in the bottle, and finally into the stomach.

"Poof..."

"Groove!"

"Gangzi, your uncle!"

Pan Zhigang spun halfway through and changed it to a fountain show, and the room was suddenly in a mess, and scolding rose one after another.

A table of dishes was defiled by Pan Zhigang like this.

Fortunately, there was still in the pot, and the dishes on the table were wrapped by Pan Zhigang, and Su He served them again.

Zhao Shaoyang is resolute not to drink, he said, as a criminal police officer, even during the holiday, you must keep a clear head.

Su Hecai didn't care about this, and Ma Mingzhe and they had a drink, and not long after, several people were dizzy and sat there giggling.

"Brother Zhao, why do you have two figures?" Pan Zhigang shook his head and looked at Zhao Shaoyang with drunken eyes and said.

Ma Mingzhe put his arm around Zhao Shaoyang's shoulder and said: "Old Zhao, don't listen to Gangzi's nonsense, he drank too much

..." Su He lay on the ground, his body twitched, and shouted: "Little Zhao, bring me two more bottles of beer..." Dong

Yong didn't know what to pretend to be crazy, ran to the house to change his clothes, below was the women's clothing boss, above was a bald uncle, holding a bottle of beer in one hand, laughing: "Then play music, then dance!" "

Ada~"

Suddenly, Su He made a strange cry, a carp stood up, walked two steps leisurely, and plunged into Zhao Shaoyang's arms.

"Su He, Su He, are you okay!" Zhao Shaoyang shook Su He's head.

Su He squeezed in Zhao Shaoyang's arms, muttering in his mouth: "Can you hold me... I, I feel so tired..." Zhao

Shaoyang sat up straight, his face was full of resistance, and finally he helplessly stretched out his hand, picked Su He up, found a room at random, and threw it directly on the bed.

In the living room, Ma Mingzhe and Dong Yong began to punch.

"A pair of floral pants... Two singles wear... Three more sleep in the middle of the night without poking... It's about to get up and find something to say..." "

The dance is a salsa dance... Rogues eat tofu ... Tickets for seven bucks... Hold my sister's thin waist... Grab your baby's purse... All handed over

..." "Hey, drink, what have you suffered again..."

"I've suffered again, you said... Old Zhao, you come and be a judge for us..." Zhao

Shaoyang was stunned, what is this? How can I play this?

"You guys play, I'll go back first... Su He, I'm on the bed, you guys take care of him

..." Zhao Shaoyang just walked on his front foot, Ma Mingzhe said with a smile: "Come and come, change one, sister walk by the river..."

The next day, Su He opened his eyes, and Dong Yong, a bald little baby, was sleeping in a strange sleeping position, with his head on the ground, and two big black silk legs on the bed, snoring.

Rolled over and got out of bed, rubbed his temples, his head hurt like pins and needles, walked to the living room, Pan Zhigang fell asleep holding the beer bottle on all fours... Walking to the bathroom, the door was open, and Ma Mingzhe was lying inside, snoring loudly.

"Get up, I'll pee!"

Su He directly used his feet as a crowbar to pull Ma Mingzhe away.

"Groove! Su He, you pee and pee forked! There

was an exclamation in the bathroom, and now that it was okay, the rest of the two were also awake.

After the four of them sat on the sofa, Dong Yong looked at Su He and said, "Su He, how about you cook some millet porridge?"

"Don't go, don't want to move, I have a headache when I move..."

"How about we order takeout?" Ma Mingzhe said.

"Agreed!" The other three said in unison.

After speaking, but no one went to get the mobile phone, Ma Mingzhe went to the sofa and sighed: "Then let's go next to each other, and have lunch in another hour!" "

One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink... Four delivery men hungry....

After lying down for another half an hour, Su He felt that his head didn't hurt, got up and smiled: "Call dad, dad went out to buy you buns..."

Ma Mingzhe glared at Su He.

Dong Yong turned over and said, "I'd rather starve to death!"

"Daddy!"

Pan Zhigang lifted Su He's shoes over.

While putting on his shoes, Su He said: "It seems that only Gangzi is hungry

..." "Dad..."

"Dad..."

"What do you say?" I didn't hear clearly..." "

Daddy!!

Su He went downstairs and ran around, went upstairs and said: "This order, there is no bun sold... There are only three steamed buns left, you guys drink some hot water..."

Su He, what about you? Ma Mingzhe and the three took the steamed bun and gnawed, and instantly broke the defense, pure and moving.

"Don't get in the way, you guys eat... I went back to the cafeteria to eat some big chicken thighs, small boiled pork ribs, braised pork ribs, sauce elbows..."