It really makes the system look unseen.

That night, Kou Qiu slept on Officer Ying's bed, wrapped himself with his tail, leaned against the bedding, and slept soundly. Until the bright light outside reflected in, he slowly got up and took a dazed look at his feet.

It's strange.

Why is this bed so big?

The system did not make a sound, and silently watched the host culprit.

Waiting for the host to walk around in place for two rounds, he finally reacted slowly, [Ah.]

He is a cat now.

It's a cat!

Kou Qiu shook his spirit and glanced at the person beside him. Fortunately, Ying Cun was covering the quilt at this moment, and most of the aura was covered. Seeing that he was still covering the quilt with his eyes steadily, Kou Qiu tried hard to catch the corner of his quilt upwards, covering the smell a little tighter, then dragged the pillow over, using the pillow as the bottom pad, and desperately hooked his claws, barely hung it on the edge of the windowsill.

It swayed like a swing for a long time, and struggled to support its entire round body and jumped to the window.

The plug was easily tweaked out with his fingernails. Kou Qiu pushed open the window with his hair claws and glanced back. Seeing that Ying Cun still had no sign of awakening, he jumped down from the open window and rolled into the grass.

With the system's command, [Run!]

Kou Qiu then ran away and thought about it. After thinking about it, he turned his head back, reached his clothes from the mailbox and ran away quickly with his short legs.

The system boy saw that he ran quickly and couldn't help but think that he would run away after biting it. It was so exciting.

hey-hey.

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When Officer Ying got up, the cat on his bed was gone. There was no sign of it everywhere in the room. Yingcun glanced at the wide open window, thinking about something.

He entered the office, and the little partner opposite him wore a big white mask today, covering up half of his already small face, revealing only a pair of oval-shaped eyes, with the tail of his eyes drooping, his forehead was softly dispersed, and he never used hair spray, and he looked more and more innocent.

When he saw him coming in, his little partner quickly lowered his head, held his breath at the same time, and didn't even dare to breathe out.

So cute.

Officer Ying felt like he was scratched by a cat's paws a few times, and he wished he could go up and rub his hair.

"Is he sick?" he knocked his fingers on the table and asked lightly.

Officer Ruan was suddenly asked by him, and raised his eyes in surprise and looked at him. His eyes were round and big, and when he stared at the person in front of him seriously, he showed a bit of awesomeness and integrity.

“When did I—”

Kou Qiu's words suddenly choked, and then he coughed seriously and let out a few times, making his whole face turn red.

"Yes," he said, "I have a cold and am afraid of spreading it to Officer Ying."

His hand stroked his white mask and lowered his head again.

"Brother Ruan!" Bai Miaomiao, the only girl in the special department, came in with a bag of breakfast, greeted Ying Xun again, and shook the plastic and paper bags full of her hands, "Brother Ruan, Officer Ying, have you eaten it? I bought Brother Ruan's favorite fish-filled buns and coffee."

Fish stuffing.

Kou Qiu's ears moved suddenly.

Bai Miaomiao placed the bag on the table and handed the buns to Kou Qiu, and couldn't help but say again: "Dark cuisine."

She really doesn't understand, how could anyone love fish and meat buns so deeply?

Kou Qiu didn't move, swallowing saliva at the bun on the table with great grudges.

As if he was influenced by this physical instinct, he became increasingly unable to resist fish. Whenever he smelled the fragrance, he would automatically secrete water and wanted to eat it.

But as soon as the mask was taken off...

Old Cadre Kou struggled with the option of fully exposed fish and ears, and finally shook his head, covered his mask tighter, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't need it, thank Miaomiao."

The police officer's hand paused.

"Why don't you need it?" Bai Miaomiao said strangely, as if he had discovered his mask, "Ah, Brother Ruan, are you sick?"

"..." Kou Qiu said, "Small illness, minor illness."

It’s just that I can’t help but become a cat when I smell the smell of my colleagues on the other side. It’s really a minor illness, and it doesn’t affect my dedication to my light and heat and serve the people well. I’m just afraid that I will scare you, and that will become a serious illness.

Bai Miaomiao was still waiting to say something, but someone suddenly pushed the door open. The minister of the special department stood behind the door with a calm face, his expression not very good-looking, as if there was a heavy dark cloud, and it could squeeze out water.

Several photos in his hand were taken in his palm and said in a deep voice, "There is a case. Xiao Ruan, Yingcun, you two are ready to prepare and take the mission."

The girl in the photo looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, and is wearing a blue and white school uniform. She is lying quietly among the weeds by the lake, her exposed wrists are covered with purple bruises, as if she has just experienced a one-sided beating.

It was only two hours after being discovered. The pictures have been posted online everywhere. The one who found the school cleaner. She was so scared that she immediately called the police, but the information was also circulated. There were too many students in the school, so such news could not be hidden at all, and it soon spread out. Kou Qiu simply looked through it and there were all kinds of guesses.

Ying Cun pinched the car keys, heard the sound of one of the police cars, opened the door of the side passenger seat, and then said: "Officer Ruan, I'll drive it?"

"Okay," Kou Qiu came back to his senses and bent his eyes at him, "Thank you, Officer Ying."

Ying Cun pursed his thin lips and pushed the thin gold-rimmed glasses on his face, without saying anything more.

The school where the deceased was one of the top key high schools in the city, and is famous for its 90% rate per year. The principal's proud face often appears in interviews with various educational magazines. The class teacher is not too old, only about thirty years old, but he has a crisis of hairline reversal early, and his hair on his temples has become white, like a teenager.

He received Ying Cun and Kou Qiu and introduced the girl's situation.

"It's really nothing special," he said. "The grades are good, not to mention anything else. The key point is that. Now I'm in my second year of high school, I'm about to get up to my third year of high school, and everyone is under great pressure-"

Before he could finish his words, a deafening cry suddenly came downstairs. The head teacher's face showed some embarrassing expression, and he said embarrassedly: "That's Meng Xiaoshan's parents and grandmother."

Meng Xiaoshan is the name of the deceased.

Ying Cun put the records he made into the book, then raised his eyes and looked at Kou Qiu. They almost immediately understood what each other meant, stood up, briefly said a few words to the head teacher, and asked him to take the transcript at that time, and walked downstairs.

get out of class was over now, and many students gathered in the corridor in a noisy manner, looking down, laughing, as if watching a monkey show. Kou Qiu looked down and understood what they were watching - a middle-aged couple was pulling and tugging with the security guard, and paper money was spilling all over the ground. They cried long in their mouths, repeatedly calling their daughter's name.

"We Xiaoshan!"

"Why are we Xiaoshan dead?"

"Xiaoshan, life is so hard. These gangs of people who are so shattered and have a broken heart and are bullying my daughter like this..."

Several security guards were in a state of turmoil and tried to pull them out, dissuading them: "The students are still in class now, and the police are investigating. You..."

The couple turned a deaf ear, as if they had never heard it at all, and still screamed in a long voice, holding a portrait in their hands. Seeing someone coming to stop them, the middle-aged woman seemed to have made up her mind and scratched her a few bloody holes, scratching the security guards.

While the security guard let go of her hand, she fell to the ground again, covering her face and cried.

The situation is in a mess.

In this chaos, Kou Qiu caught a glimpse of another fixed figure. It was an elderly man, with white hair not being tied up properly, and half of the hair was outside the hair net, drifting with the wind. She shivered her lips, her expression was muddy, and she could not spit out a word for a long time.

"mom!"

The middle-aged woman pushed her violently and shouted, "Why don't you talk? Your granddaughter has been killed by someone. They are going to kill me now. If you don't talk now, when are you still waiting for me to speak!"

The old man's body trembled, his lips trembled even harder. After a long time, he called out softly.

"Xiaoshan..."

The sound was vague and almost melted into the wind.

"Do you let me?"

Seeing that the security guard was still blocking his face and not allowing them to burn paper money downstairs, the middle-aged woman started cursing and bumping around. Ying Cun stepped forward, and the woman's long nails happened to scratch the back of his hand, scratching several long bloody holes.

The wind was a little strong, Kou Qiu held the old man and his temples were jumping rapidly.

Officer Ying showed his ID, and the couple in front of him stopped talking. He looked at him with his eyes still full of defense. He was coldly alert, and asked, "Are you planning to shelter the school?"

"No," Kou Qiu explained angrily, "No matter what, we must investigate it first. In the future, we will naturally give you an explanation, okay?"

"not good!"

The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "My mother is not very energetic at all. Now that she has suffered such an accident, she is sick. These are two lives. You can't ignore it, right?"

Ying Cun frowned and looked at the old lady. Sure enough, she found that the other person's eyes were dispersed. She stood tremblingly, her clothes were wrapped in the wind, becoming thinner and thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow people down, looking a little pitiful.

After the school leaders arrived, they finally persuaded the deceased's family to enter the building, saying that they wanted to have a good chat. Kou Qiu and Ying Cun went upstairs again, preparing to talk to a few classmates, but, "Officer Ying, what should you do with the injuries on your hands?"

Ying Cun turned his head, and the little partner next to him was still wearing a big white mask, looking straight at him with his exposed eyes.

"Don't deal with it?"

Officer Ying's hand paused again, and then said simply: "Okay."

They turned into the bathroom, Kou Qiu bought a bottle of mineral water from the convenience store and washed the wound for Ying Cun. He was scratched so hard that several scars had not completely stopped the blood. With this rush, the blood stained on his head fell down with the water.

Officer Ying turned his body sideways and lets him grab his hand to flush water. He stared at Officer Ruan's hair without blinking. Suddenly, he counted and suddenly said without any head or end: "Three."

Kou Qiu looked up at him blankly.

Ying Cun's expression was still faint, as if he was inadvertently saying: "Three people with whirlwinds are smart."

Kou Qiu's expression was even more inexplicable, thinking that this feudal superstition, what did he say to me for?

He put down the Aquarius and couldn't help but educate him: "Officer, we are all public officials and we must serve the people, so we must advocate science. This folk saying does not have any scientificity or effectiveness, so we should not promote it anymore."

Ying Cun's eyes suddenly lowered, then he pursed his lips and said, "Yes."

System: [...I think he just wanted to praise you for being smart.]

Old Cadre Kou was stunned.
To be continued...