Chapter 63:

The clouds covered the Qingshan, a small town in the south, a house on the top of the mountain.
It was early in the morning, and the sun came in through every window, and it was as brilliant as a place on earth.
But it's just a detached house.
In this blazing sun (because I forgot to close the curtains the night before), An Yan was still asleep until nine o'clock, and then he lost his eyes. With a big stretch, he jumped from the bed.
Every otaku gets upset. He kept his face cold, washing and changing clothes. Then he slipped on and slipped downstairs. When walking up the stairs, the mobile phone friend circle was opened. After seeing Gu Fangmi's latest cosplay selfie, his mood improved, and he silently gave her a like and saved the picture to the phone silently. Then he looked up and looked at the sunlight in the house, only to realize that today is a good day.
He went straight to the room in the far corner of the first floor.
The door closed tightly, but it was not locked. In case something happens to that person, An Yan can get in and out easily. He gently opened the door, and the room was silent, with no gap in the curtains. There was a strong, sinking smell in the room. Through the dim light, An Yan saw the man lying straight on the bed, the quilt was neatly covered, and his hands and legs were properly placed.
He slept like a tree.
Whenever he saw him like this, An Yan would have a moment of silence.
Then "咚咚咚 " knocked on the door mercilessly.
The man on the bed moved.
An Yan: "Boss, it's time to get up."
The first time I met an otaku who could stay up late and sleep better than himself, An Yan said that this made him have a subtle feeling of losing his sense of superiority.
Bo Jinyan supported the bed with her hands and sat up. Then he reached out and touched the sunglasses on the bed and put them on his face. In the faint light, he looked very tall and thin in his pajamas. An Yan watched for a few seconds quietly and turned to the kitchen.
Before long, An Yan prepared breakfast. Bo Jinyan also finished washing and went to the restaurant to sit down. He has changed his shirt and trousers, and his sunglasses are still on his face.
An Yan muttered, "You can't take that thing off at home?"
Bo Jinyan: "No."
An Yan gave up.
However, not every blind man is paranoid and silent. Although this man was blind, his nose became more spiritual than ever. He only sat down for a second, his nose twitched twice, and his face stinked: "It's an egg sandwich again? One year, you can keep cooking without progress, and it's really valuable."
An Yan doesn't care. When will the otaku be ashamed of his cooking? He even smiled slightly: "Wrong, I haven't made progress for 26 years."
Bo Jinyan: "..."
An Yan immersed himself in eating, and Bo Jinyan's fork turned a few times on the plate, which was really difficult to swallow. I miss the variety of breakfast that Jian Yao makes every morning, but once he misses it, he orders himself to stop it immediately.
"Can't you fry a fish?" Bo Jinyan asked.
An Yan: "Is n’t I just eaten the previous two days? And, who eats a fish for breakfast?" He glanced again at Jin Yan: "You ca n’t see it, it ’s not good to eat too much fish, just in case Live? Do you want me to help you pick fishbone? "
"Ha ha ..." Bo Jinyan said indifferently. "Don't worry, I can spit out the whole fish's thorn without closing my eyes."
An Yan: "..."
He really didn't want to talk to this person anymore. But as soon as he looked up, he saw two black sunglasses on Bo Jinyan's face, and his dark and handsome brows. Suddenly, Anyan had a soft snack and compromised: "At most I will go to the supermarket today and buy some fish burgers, fish sausages and fish balls. If you have fresh fish, you can buy one."
Bo Jinyan nodded and accepted.
After eating, An Yan didn't want to wash the dishes, so he piled up in the pond when he didn't see it. He drove and the two went down.
It's called Hagi, located in the southern hinterland. It ’s not big, it ’s not small. Bo Jinyan chose to live in seclusion because he had a relationship with someone here. Even the house they lived in was borrowed by Zhang Luo.
Soon arrived at the gate of the city's Interpol. An Yan parked his car, and Bo Jinyan had taken out his crutches and reached up the steps. The man in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome and thin eyebrow, went straight into the hinterland of the Interpol, but he was blind. It's always noticeable. There was occasionally a low voice. Bo Jinyan was always unmoved. An Yan too, put his hands in his pants pockets, followed him all the way forward, without squinting.
However, they took a break today.
The police officer in charge said apologetically: "Professor Bo, Xiaoan, sorry! Our boss has something temporary today to pick up important guests. However, the follow-up information on the case that Professor Bo helped us to solve last time is here. .If you have other needs, you can also directly explain to me. "
An Yan took the information, and Bo Jinyandan said, "Thank you."
The criminal police wanted to say a few more words, but Bo Jinyan listened attentively to the movements in the office, and suddenly smiled, and asked, "What big case are you currently busy with?"
The Interpol froze, saw An Yan also looking at himself, and said busyly: "No. There have been no cases recently, oh, how can we often have cases in this small place. Yes ... superiors are coming to check, everyone is preparing."
He took it for granted, An Yan showed an expression, but Bo Jinyan just smiled slightly and straightened up: "Since there is no case, then we will leave." He turned to leave.
The policeman said quickly: "Wait! Although Boss is not here today, let us order the table in the restaurant downstairs. Brothers would like to invite you to have a meal and express your gratitude ..."
Bo Jinyan didn't even stop walking, leaving only the back of the police: "No, I don't like to eat with unfamiliar people."
Interpol: "..."
An Yan smiled at him with a faint meaning, turned around and followed him in his pants pockets.
Soon the two went away. Interpol paused for a while, sighed, picked up the phone, and called the person: "Hey, boss, Professor Bo came and went again. They refused to stay with us for dinner."

After leaving the police station, Bo Jinyan and An Yan went to lunch.
Southern cities are more or less similar. Equally lively and lively streets, full of local snacks, and tall buildings.
An Yan looked for a small restaurant, and the two ordered a table of food: three pounds of big fish, a full plate of braised chicken legs ... During the period, Bo Jinyan asked the clerk: "Are there any fish skin?" And said, "What? No."
An Yan: "Can you ask not to be so high about eating?"
Bo Jinyan: "No."
With a raised eyebrow, he remembered the first time he had eaten the fish skin crickets after he returned home. It was also in such a small southern town that she could find it for him.
And ... another person.
It seems that all the warm and beautiful experiences of his life were given by the two rainbow-like people. He used to have both of them, a friendship and a love.
Bo Jinyan reached out and helped her sunglasses, her complexion was calm and calm.
An Yan sat aside and played the game silently. At the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang noticed that Bo Jinyan was sitting too close to the aisle. People coming and going would be easily touched by others, so he said indifferently, "Sit to the right."
He did not say why, but Bo Jinyan obediently moved his position.
The meal came up and the two started silently.
After a while, eating almost, An Yan drinking iced black tea, suddenly looked up and asked: "Boss, when are we going back?"
Bo Jinyan was quiet for a while and replied, "I will be with them for a maximum of three months."
An Yan was silent for a moment and nodded: "I understand."