Night sand

The fat man took out a pack of unopened cigarettes and threw them to Bao Xiaoxing.

"Little Xingxing, I bought this for you, you’re welcome!"

The fat man waved his hand, took out the steamed buns and soy milk from the plastic bag, and ate it without hesitation.

"Did you just buy one for one person?"

Bao Xiaoxing looked at the fat man devouring his food and immediately felt that his stomach was uncomfortably hungry.

"And, steamed buns, you eat them!"

The fat man had food in his mouth and his speech was unclear.

Bao Xiaoxing took the plastic bag he handed over, twisted a bun and took a bite

"Little Star, what shall we do after breakfast? We can't wait for that perverted mission to start the live broadcast, otherwise fans will cancel it."

The fat man swallowed the bun and stared at Bao Xiaoxing seriously.

"Well, we have been led by his nose these days, and all our previous plans have been put on hold."

Bao Xiaoxing agreed with the fat man's statement. After finishing the buns in two bites, he walked to the computer desk, bent down and pressed the power button.

"Fatty, you didn’t have a good rest yesterday, why did you run out to find the female anchor?"

While waiting for the phone to turn on, Bao Xiaoxing looked at the fat man with a smile and asked

"Don't mention it, it was all because of her beauty that she was in trouble. The young master thought he had met a beauty that is rare to see in a hundred years. Who would have expected that when he met, he discovered that she was a Xibei and had the nerve to ask two thugs to hide in the dark. I want to blackmail the young master."

The fat man recalled what happened last night with a look of sorrow and indignation, and the meat buns suddenly lost their flavor.

Bao Xiaoxing laughed and said:"Don't evade the important and take the easy. If something didn't happen, would you have been up all night? Find a far-fetched reason to lie!

The fat man said angrily:"I lied to you that I am my grandson!" The young lady really didn't do anything with her. Think about it, would the young lady still be interested if she looked like that? I have photos to prove it!"

After saying that, he took out the mobile phone in his pocket and opened the photo album, clicked on a photo and handed the phone to Bao Xiaoxing.

Bao Xiaoxing took the phone and looked at it, and his face turned red instantly.

The fat man said quietly:"I want to laugh. Just laugh, the little master is not angry!"

At this time, the computer started up. Bao Xiaoxing found the folder, clicked on a document, looked at it carefully, turned to the fat man and said:"Originally, we planned to explore the abandoned Third People's Park in this city two nights ago. The hospital was booked in advance. The fat man asked hesitantly:"Well, little Xingxing, do you think we should still live broadcast as planned?""

"Isn't this our job? Have you forgotten what we do? Are there too many fans?"

Bao Xiaoxing blurted out a series of questions, which almost made the fat man unable to parry.

He raised his hand and threw the tissue for wiping his mouth towards Bao Xiaoxing, and said:"Shut up, the little master hasn't finished speaking yet, why are you in a hurry? ah?"

Bao Xiaoxing spread his hands to show that he was all ears.

The fat man's expression suddenly became a little sad, and after a moment of silence he said:"Grandma, I don't want to see dead people anymore, how about we give up this account? Bao

Xiaoxing shook his head and sighed:"Qihao, aren't you afraid that he will find you?" Don't forget that the two of us have no privacy at all in front of him!"

The fat man muttered twice in dissatisfaction, and finally had to accept the reality.

"We can't find any information about Zhou Mubing in the real world. It's possible that we can find some clues about her on the Internet."

Bao Xiaoxing continued:"As long as we find the clues, maybe we can solve the mystery of 'We Eleven' murder!"

The fat man asked back:"So what if we find the reason? Even the police can't find him, how can we just let it go?"

Bao Xiaoxing was speechless. Although the fat man's words were not pleasant to listen to, they were very reasonable.

Then he clenched his fist and slammed it on the computer table, made up his mind and said:"No matter what, let's try our luck first!"

He opened the search engine and entered the three words"Zhou Mubing". After a while, the entry about Zhou Mubing appeared on the computer screen.

Bao Xiaoxing stabilized his mind and carefully searched for information related to the dead Zhou Mubing in the results..

Half an hour later, Bao Xiaoxing turned off the search engine helplessly. He couldn't find any information about Zhou Mubing on the Internet, and his hope was shattered again. After going around and around, everything was back to the original point.

Fatty had obviously already put it together. The experience last night was forgotten, and he took his mobile phone and whistled at the female anchor who was swaying her hips.

"Fatty, aren't you sleepy? Seeing that the fat man ignored him, Bao Xiaoxing stood up and stretched, picked up the cigarette case on the table, opened it, took out one and put it in his mouth. He touched his pocket and found that the lighter was missing.

"Fatty, did you take my lighter?"

"Go away, little master has a lighter himself, what are you doing with your lighter?"

The fat man didn't want to. He put down his phone and looked at Bao Xiaoxing angrily.

Bao Xiaoxing felt guilty. He was just guessing without any concrete evidence. He smiled at the fat man and said,"Forget it, I'll lend you your lighter. For a moment, light a cigarette!"

The fat man took out the lighter grandly and handed it to Bao Xiaoxing.

As soon as he got the lighter, Bao Xiaoxing was surprised to find that the lighter was the one that disappeared. He couldn't help but pointed at the fat man and cursed:"You just took my lighter away." Admit it, what is this? The fat man was stunned for a moment, then reached into his pants pocket and fumbled around, then he defended with a smile:"I took it by mistake, don't be angry!""

Bao Xiaoxing didn't want to argue with him. After lighting up the cigarette, he lowered his head and thought.

Before Bao Xiaoxing could respond, the fat man put down his phone and said,"Stingy, are you angry over a lighter? Bao

Xiaoxing, holding a cigarette in his mouth, replied:"You deserve it, too. I'm wondering if we can continue the live broadcast tonight so that we don't have nothing to do all day long to think about. Damn it, if this continues, I will become mentally ill!""

"Hey, it’s the same for you kid. Wouldn’t it be useful to look at beautiful women when you have free time? It’s soothing to your eyes and you don’t have to think about those fruitless things. Is it useful?"

The fat man quickly clicked on the computer screen and gave likes to the female anchor who was live broadcasting.

"Fat man, does it make sense to live like you, just eating and waiting to die every day? Fortunately, you are not mixed up with the people's police force, otherwise the detection rate would definitely be low!"

Bao Xiaoxing didn't give up, and clicked on the photo collected on the computer desktop, staring at it blankly.

"No, it’s rare. What’s good about being a policeman? We have no freedom. We can go wherever we want and do whatever we want!"

The fat man held the mobile phone in his hand, but his mouth was not idle. He sang and joked with Bao Xiaoxing.

Bao Xiaoxing suddenly stopped, stared at the fat man seriously and said,"Fat man, let's go live today!"

The fat man raised his head, met Bao Xiaoxing's gaze, nodded and said,"Okay, let's not disappoint the fans' expectations, but the young master didn't get a good rest last night."

Bao Xiaoxing was shocked. There was something behind the fat man's words. He didn't know what bad idea he was planning. So he frowned and asked,"What do you want to do?""

"It’s nothing. The little master needs to have a good sleep. Lunch is free. You can order takeout for dinner. I want to eat braised chicken and rice. Remember to ask for three boxes of lunch. Otherwise, the little master is not full. Let’s have a cup of double crackers together. Live!"

This damn fat man, Bao Xiaoxing was extremely reluctant, but in order to reach a consensus with the fat man, he could only grit his teeth and agree.