On the seventh day after Dazhuang left, the last trace of his existence in this world also quietly passed away. Siyuan, who woke up from his dream, did not sleep all night. He tossed and turned his head and thought about a lot of things, some of whom understood it and some still didn't understand it.

However, one thing is clear. Since he took over Dazhuang's stall, he must unswervingly complete it. At least he must find the murderer and give Dazhuang an explanation and himself an explanation.

But this matter is easy to say, but it is not difficult to do. Looking for a monster hidden in the vast sea of ​​people. Even if there are hundreds of thousands of monsters in this world, there are seventy or eight billion people in this world.

Maybe there is only one or two in a city, which is much more difficult than catching criminals, and the probability is not much higher than buying a Double Color Ball.

As the sky was getting brighter, Siyuan sat up from the bed and washed up as usual and prepared for breakfast. But when he walked into the kitchen, he found that the girl was already standing in front of the stove and stunned.

"What happened?"

Siyuan leaned over and saw that he almost vomited him out of disgust. The pot was like a pot of shit stewed, and the yellow and rumbling sounded. The white thing rolled up and down inside. He didn't know what it was...

"What are you doing?"

“I… are cooking breakfast…”

That's right, Qianruo is just cooking breakfast, but it seems that her recipe is slightly different from that of normal people. She strangely put a whole piece of curry into the pot, and it also contains steamed buns she bought yesterday...

Curry-boiled steamed buns... This picture is so beautiful that Siyuan dare not even imagine it, but Siyuan is a person who is born to not blame others. He just walked up to him and took the pot off the stove, washed the faucet with cool water, and then silently washed the strange breakfast into the sewer.

"Did you not cook before?"

"I...I like cooking, but no one likes to eat."

"I can understand."

"Thanks."

“I mean I can understand why they don’t like to eat.”

Qianruo was choked by Siyuan's words and had no choice but to retreat silently and watch Siyuan skillfully operate pots and pans, when to add water and when to refuel, and be skillful in the movements, and do it in one go.

"Dazhuang mentioned you to me, but he didn't say you are so beautiful."

The atmosphere felt a little awkward, Siyuan took the initiative to pick up the verbal to coax the aunt next to him who was pouting and unhappy, but the effect didn't look very good, because he keenly noticed that the aunt glanced at the condensed milk on the table next to him while he was making dumpling soup...

"Stop looking at it, you can't eat the gingtula soup in one bite." In order to avoid being poisoned, Siyuan decisively reminded: "I heard you are still an international student?"

"Well... I've returned from studying in the UK. I studied clinical studies in the UK. I've returned to practice forensics." Qianruo leaned against the kitchen wall, staring at Siyuan's hands in a daze: "I seemed to see my brother yesterday."

"I saw it too. Yesterday was his first seventh day. He came back and said goodbye to us. He asked me to take good care of you."

"He also asked me to take good care of you." Qianruo felt lost, but laughed again in a flash: "I feel like he is pimping."

Siyuan took a breath, Dazhuang did not lie. This aunt really dared to say anything. Even when she was so sad, she could not suppress her jumpy thinking from time to time, just like Dazhuang said - she was a strange woman.

"Let's have a meal." Siyuan sighed and served Qianruo a bowl of soup: "While it's hot."

"Um……"

When they sat at the dining table, the two of them talked less, but they talked about their respective situations one by one. Siyuan knew that Qianruo was only twenty-two years old this year, but was admitted to University College London to study clinical medicine at the age of sixteen. After returning to China at the age of twenty-one, she transferred to forensics. However, in this year, she published more than 30 more influential papers, and was discovered before the New Year and became a part-time graphic model. She was called the most beautiful female academic master.

Of course... Qianruo also knew Siyuan's situation. After two years of high school, he finally got admitted to a computer vocational school. The only contribution of the university was to save a child who fell into the water. After graduating from university, he worked as a network administrator in a large company. His monthly income was pretty good, but it was just pretty good. And he didn't have a girlfriend, and he didn't have a house in the provincial capital. His only specialty was to inherit his father's skills and make good things.

"Anyway, it's just the kind of person who is so mediocre that he can't be more mediocre." Siyuan smiled mockingly: "There is no way to compete with you top students."

"But you are a fairy." Qianruo licked the last bit of soup in the bowl: "And the cooking is so delicious."

"immortal?"

"Aren't you?" Qianruo raised two fingers and put out his posture when Siyuan summoned Fengsheng Beast yesterday: "Fengsheng Beast, attack! It's very handsome."

Siyuan lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then smiled: "Do you know why I promised them?"

"Why?"

"Because if I accomplished a certain level of performance, they would let Dazhuang reborn in that world. That is to say, we at least know that he can survive."

"real?"

"You look at my eyes, so sincere. So my current task is to get rid of sadness as quickly as possible and then enter a new role." Siyuan touched his chin: "At least I know Dazhuang can survive. No matter where he is, he can survive."

Qianruo's emotions were also mobilized. She fired a lot of questions at Siyuan like a continuous cannon. Some of them were strange questions that he could not answer, such as - can you immortals fly to the sky and escape to the earth and live forever?

"I'll say it again... I'm not a god, I'm just a god's agent. Every time I complete the task, I'm rewarded."

“What would it be?”

"I don't know, what I mean by the prize is not the end."

After listening to it, Qianruo fell into deep thought, looking at the ceiling with bright eyes. After a long time, she slowly spoke: "Now that I know that my brother can survive, your affairs are related to me. And since you say there is a reward, you will definitely not check the rewards of the gods. Then... it is better to look for them everywhere..."

"What's worse than that?"

Qianruo jumped up from the chair like a cheerful little rabbit, disappeared into the room, and then rode a bicycle she got from nowhere, and left the community in a flash.

Siyuan held the bowl and looked at the back of the hot girl with a confused look. No wonder Dazhuang said that he could not understand this sister thoroughly. Now it seems... Siyuan wants to understand it thoroughly, and it will be difficult for the next life.

But no matter what, the class still has to be done and life still has to continue. After all, we can't rely on the English recruitment. Bai Ze and the others paid their salary and could not afford to eat, even a part-time god would still be hungry.

So after a little cleaning, Siyuan rode his electric donkey to the company. When he stepped into the company, basically everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"What's going on?" Siyuan came to a young girl at the front desk who had a good relationship with him: "Why are they looking at me so much?"

"Brother Siyuan... don't you know?"

"What do I know?"

"Oh, the boss is almost crazy about looking for you. He came very early this morning. When he came to the company, he looked for you all over the world. He asked where you were when he saw you. He also told everyone that he would ask you to go to his house immediately when he saw you."

"Go to his house?"

The girl at the front desk narrowed her eyes: "Do you think he saved a lot of nude photos on the computer? Now the computer is broken? He is a NPC representative, and his image is very important."

This analysis is very reliable. In the eyes of others, he is always a kind and amiable entrepreneur, but he knows this guy well. This guy doesn't know the computer and doesn't know the main control program installed in all the computers of the company, so whenever he has nothing to do in the office, he will go to pornographic websites, what kind of community, what kind of monks to spend, and what kind of masturbation are, which is a regular collection of web pages. Even when he is free, he will spend money to watch **. When people use videos to deceive him, he still happily sends money to others for payment.

So Siyuan is not surprised that this guy can do such a thing, a man... Who doesn't have any special interests and hobbies, but I don't know why he is so rich and doesn't just go out for health care instead of watching pornographic websites...

Of course, no matter how much he thought about it, he still had to do what the leader ordered, so he sighed, turned around and rode the small electric donkey and drove towards the boss's house.

The boss's house is in the suburbs, but don't think that he must be living in poor families in the suburbs. This lake-side viewing villa group is a place where rich people can live. Siyuan came here once when he installed WiFi for him. The first time he entered, he felt that the palace was like this. It was so luxurious. A piece of floor tiles was Siyuan's monthly salary.

"Xiao Qi, you are finally here."

The boss was obviously notified and stood at the door waiting for him before Siyuan arrived. But this behavior made Siyuan flattered. He took off his helmet and looked at his boss blankly with an embarrassing smile: "Sun...Mr. Sun, are you?"

"Don't let Mr. Sun and I are old comrades-in-arms, and I call Uncle Sun!"

"Uncle Sun..."
Chapter completed!