Chapter 111: Extra (3)

"Look at him, it is not like starving." Wu Yun turned his face to the side, took out the rubber gloves and put it on, untied Professor Tan's collar, pressed it down, and instantly showed a surprised expression, "Zhou Yu, His belly seems to be empty!"
Zhou Yu looked around and closed her eyes to use the ability of s-class creatures to find traces of Nibelungen creatures in this villa, but nothing.
Or my own judgment is not accurate, but what other research led to Professor Tan’s death?
"No matter what is going on his life, that kind of thing is no longer here." Zhou Yu began to make a phone call and called Song Zhi. "You can send someone to take the body of Professor Tan."
"I know. I am in trouble. I will inform you again if I have an anatomical result." Song’s cool voice sounded.
It is so unnatural for Professor Tan to die. It is estimated that Song Zhi will not go to Santorini with Song.
Zhou Yu and Wu Yun looked at the helicopter of Juli Group and took away the body of Professor Tan. The whole villa was also blocked.
"Ah, Professor Tan is dead. The investigation is over. I can go back to accompany my daughter." Wu Yun stretched out.
"You don't really think that Professor Tan's death is not important." Zhou Yu looked at Wu Yun coolly.
Wu Yun shrugged his shoulders: "Things should be investigated clearly, but the rice should be eaten, and I feel sleepy. My daughter is also to accompany."
This also reminded Zhou Yu that as long as one night did not accompany the ink night, this guy would find various reasons to go to the house.
Going back to the apartment of myself and the ink night, it is exactly his apartment in Zhou Yu, and the ink night has not come back.
Since there is a shooting job today, I will probably be busy late.
Zhou Yu opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, turned on the TV while watching the news and put two legs on the coffee table and drank two.
This is his daily life before going to Nibelungen. At that time, he enjoyed this peace. He could empty his brain and didn't want anything.
But at the moment, when he got to the wine cooler next to the refrigerator, he inexplicably missed the body temperature of the ink-night and the warmth of his speech in his ear.
He still remembers the first time he opened his apartment door after returning from Nibelungen, the familiar and unfamiliar feeling.
It is familiar to all the furniture here, even when the sun shines through the window without any change. But the strange thing is that this space is full of the atmosphere of the ink night. When I was away, this guy lived here leisurely for more than a year, and completely regarded it as his own territory.
In addition to a pair of slippers, a pair of leather shoes and a pair of sneakers that Zhou Yu often wears in the shoe cabinet, the other spaces are filled with shoes of the ink night. The same is true in the closet. Zhou Yu’s clothes are not much. One quarter is also a change of two or three sets. Every time I open the closet, I can see the bottom. But it is different now. A variety of furs, casual suits, shirts, and fashion clothes fill the wardrobe.
But Zhou Yu found out that it was that the ink night never squeezed Zhou Yu’s clothes into the corner, but put them all in their clothes.
Whenever Zhou Yu opens the closet, there is always an illusion that he is like an island and is drowned by the ocean.
At this time, the ink night will go to Zhou Yu's back, leaning his head on his shoulder, asking him "what to look for" in a playful voice, and then embracing Zhou Yu from behind, will be Zhou Yu The clothes I found were taken out.
"Before I came back, you gave me the wardrobe."
"This has been sorted out. Isn't the clothes in each quarter in different grids?" The ink smiled slightly, his confusing face always allowed him to take it for granted after doing bad things. Ignored by others.
"I mean my clothes and your clothes." Zhou Yu seriously poked his chest with his fingers.
"I just want to put your clothes in my clothes. When you wear them, it is my taste."
"boring. Do you want to learn the puppy that divides the site outside?"
"Do you allow?"
"I want to beat you."
Zhou Yu know, that you want to beat the other day there will be a long, long time.
It’s already ten o'clock in the evening, and the ink night hasn't come back yet.
Zhou Yu, who had to wait for him to have dinner together, was a little sleepy. He casually smashed the casual suit on the sofa and put it on his body. He took a nap and took a nap.
I don't know what time it was. I heard the sound of the door opening. Zhou Yu didn't mean to get up, but he could feel the other person coming to his side, raised his leg and crossed both sides of his body.
Since coming to the human world, the ink night has grown much higher, and it is already a few centimeters higher than Zhou Yu. His slender body, even if it is suspended above Zhou Yu, will make Zhou Yu inexplicably feel a sense of crisis.
"You miss me very much, right?"
The sound of the ink night sounded softly, as if it came from the gap of the long canyon and swayed the heartstring of Zhou Yu.
"One point." Zhou Yu did not intend to cover up. Anyway, even if he said that he didn't want to, he knew what he was thinking.
auzw.com "I want to hug you."
Zhou Yu’s eyes were completely open, and the eyes of the ink-filled night seemed to be silent.
"I have something to do tomorrow." Zhou Yu raised his arms and patted the back of the ink night.
"One night, it will not affect your tomorrow."
The ink night did not care about Zhou Yu’s thoughts and directly pressed down.
Zhou Yu did not refuse, but at the moment when the kiss of the ink night was most devoted, he turned over and pushed him to the ground.
He knows that he is really a favorite of this bad guy, and he can do whatever he wants at all times. It was like a little bit of anger at the bottom of my heart. Zhou Yu mentioned the collar of the ink night, kissed his lips with force and sucked his tongue. This gave the ink night a great excitement. He retorted Zhou Yu and kissed him violently, but Zhou Yu often quit his tongue at his most emotional moment.
Again and again, I finally angered the ink night. Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, he held Zhou Yu's back of the hand with one hand, and the other hand grabbed Zhou Yu's back, and turned over and pressed Zhou Yu down.
This night, Zhou Yu admitted that she was a little embarrassed. The ink night ran rampantly to eight o'clock the next morning.
Zhou Yu, who was pushed into the cloud by the other party, letting his own thoughts rise and fall, Zhou Yu wakes up at the moment when the ringing of the mobile phone rings.
"Bastard... you give me out!" Zhou Yu raised his leg and tried to lick each other, but this angle just made the ink night more crazy.
Looking at the low-lying face of the night, the hair swayed with the swaying, and it was like an addictive investment and sexy. Zhou Yu knew that this guy would not let go of himself if he didn't finish it.
He stretched his arm hard and finally touched his mobile phone from the edge of the coffee table. The phone number displayed on the screen was Han Li.
Han Li is responsible for the autopsy of Professor Tan, and there should be results.
Zhou Yu lifted his legs and wanted to smother the night, but this time the ink night was really angry. He smashed Zhou Yu’s cell phone and threw it on the farther sofa, then buckled Zhou Yu’s waist and did whatever he wanted. .
"Mom--" Zhou Yu's bone shelf was quickly dismantled by the other side.
Until nine o'clock, the ink night took Zhou Yu from the ground and put it on the sofa.
He glared at Zhou Yu, neither meant to go to the shower nor meant to move, but he knew that Zhou Yu was very upset and took the initiative to take Zhou Yu’s mobile phone back from the edge of the sofa.
Zhou Yu took a look at the ink night and dialed the number of Han Li.
"Hey, Han Li. Is the result of Tan Yiming's autopsy?"
"Well. Tan Yiming's internal organs are completely gone. After we opened his abdomen, I found that there were many bites in his ribs and sternum. No matter what was in his abdomen, they were not directly bitten after a full meal. Open his belly and climb out."
Zhou Yuqi raised his brow and recalled the scene in which he and Wu Yun discovered Tan Yiming's body.
"When he died, he kept his position in the chair. So the thing didn't come out from below. But when Tan Yiming died, his mouth was slightly open, and he should have climbed out of his mouth."
"I checked his esophagus and there were scratches. These marks should have formed after his death, in line with your inference."
This makes Zhou Yu feel troubled. Because they did not sense the existence of any s-class creatures in Tan Yiming's villa, then Song Zhi sent a special person to go to search and check, and also found nothing.
In other words, killing Tan Yiming's things, either left the villa himself, or was taken away.
Zhou Yu suddenly felt a little headache.
The key is that they don't know what it is.
At this time, the ink night on the side suddenly caught Zhou Yu.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Bath with you. Then we will go to the villa of Professor Tan to check it out."
"What? You have to go? You have no work to do?"
"I am resting today."
After the two showered, Zhou Yu put on refreshing clothes.
In the ink night, wearing sunglasses, wearing simple white t-shirts and slacks, accompanied by the key to accompany Zhou Yu downstairs.
When I walked to the door, Zhou Yu suddenly thought of something: "I heard that you are very red, but why have I never seen a paparazzi near here?"
"Because I invited a substitute and lived in a luxury apartment under my name. He would wear sunglasses and a mask to go out and buy things, and ask the staff to go home to eat and drink." The night of the ink smirked.
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