At five o'clock in the morning, Chu Xingyun returned to the hotel with two plastic bags and rang the doorbell in front of Room 683.

Zheng Xihe opened the door, and after he entered the room, he looked around the left and right corridors vigilantly, and then closed the door until he confirmed that he had no tail.

Chu Xingyun put the thing on the coffee table in the living room, lifted up the hat on his head, and said with a smile: "How many people have you brought this time?"

"Not much, it's more than enough to kill you and your boyfriend."

"Will you be exposed if you are not with those people?"

"So I have to leave before dawn."

Zheng Xihe sat on the sofa, found alcohol anti-inflammatory drugs and other substances in the bag, and prepared to deal with the wound on his forehead by himself.

Chu Xingyun pulled out his coat and sat opposite him, without any intention of helping. He raised his legs and said, "I haven't asked you yet, is it related to Qin Xiao and Zhou Shiyang's case?"

"You want to ask if Qin Xiao was the murderer who killed Zhou Shiyang?"

"Um."

Zheng Xihe raised his eyes and looked at him seriously and said, "You really asked the right person. Qin Xiao and I would drink together if we have anything to do. After drinking, we started to talk. He told me everything, and my life was completely covered by my life."

Chu Xingyun looked at him expressionlessly, then picked up a box of cotton swabs on the table and smashed them over: "Don't you fuckingly plan to talk to me?"

Zheng Xihe raised his hand and intercepted the cotton swab box that was smashing towards his face. The contemptuous smile on the corner of his lips was obvious. I don’t know if it was laughing at him or himself: “You really look down on me. In their Qin family’s eyes, I am just a errand runner.”

Chu Xingyun smiled: "Then tell me, why are you running away?"

"It's not done any big deal, but I know the bribery of the Shu Palace manager and the restaurant owner."

They had already mastered this information, and it was just a real problem to hear it from Zheng Xihe at this time.

"Do you have been in contact with Qin Xiao for much time?"

“It’s not too much to have contact.”

Chu Xingyun pinched his eyebrows and was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Who do you know his living habits when you follow Qin Xiao?"

Zheng Xihe put a piece of gauze on himself, raised his body back, leaned into the back of the sofa, and sat opposite Chu Xingyun, like two gangsters meeting and meeting.

"for example?"

"For example, he often visited the Shu Palace Hotel and only ordered a 106 presidential package."

"Then you asked the wrong person."

Zheng Xihedao: "You should ask those women who were asked by him to the Shu Palace."

Chu Xingyun paused, his eyes stern: "Woman?"

Zheng Xihe smiled: "Of course, it may not be a woman. Qin Xiao is both a man and a woman, and it is possible for both a man and a woman."

Whether it is a man or a woman, Zheng Xihe’s inadvertent sentence leads to a dark line that they have always ignored.

In addition to the hotel staff, Qin Xiao’s rules of staying in Shu Royal Palace are probably only those men or women who have an affair with him. And the murder scene that Lu Xia witnessed on the day Zhou Shiyang’s death, did the murderer who witnessed came from people who had a special relationship with Qin Xiao?

This was a new breakthrough. Chu Xingyun took out his mobile phone to contact his colleagues far away in Yinjiang and asked them to investigate Qin Xiao's lovers. At the same time, he pushed the bag containing junk food to Zheng Xihe. It was rare to be friendly to him: "Eat."

Zheng Xihe understood clearly, but Chu Xingyun was actually not very jealous. He was not just not jealous. As long as he stood on the same position as him, even if it was a slight slight help, this person could abandon his past grudges and treat each other sincerely.

Thinking of some politicians and colleagues describing Chu Xingyun, who always portrayed him as a cunning and cunning person who is good at using power, conspiracy, and scheming, and seeking power and wealth. Now Zheng Xihe only thinks that they are also looking at Chu Xingyun.

While editing the information, Chu Xingyun freed up his hand to hold a bag of potato chips, and typing while eating.

Zheng Xihe suddenly glanced at the closed bedroom door behind him, supported his arms on the table, leaned forward, and lowered his voice and said, "We are also comrades-in-arms now?"

Chu Xingyun pressed his phone and asked without raising his head, "What do you want to say?"

Zheng Xihe's eyes again showed the greasy ambiguousness that he used to tease him and He Cheng's relationship in the police station, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I'm just curious, why did you break up with Yang Shu and turn to the arms of the second young master of the He family? We have known each other for so many years, and they fought several times for Yang Shu at school. I know very well that you are not the same person."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyun continued to type calmly, but just pulled up the corner of his left lips as if nothing had happened, smiled without saying a word. After finishing chatting with Yinjiang Front Jun, he put his phone on and looked up at him and said, "What are you talking about?"

"I said?"

Zheng Xihe looked at his eyes carefully, with a secret look on his face, and said with a smile: "I want to tell you that there are only two situations."

Chu Xingyun picked up the potato chip bag and said with interest: "Yeah, there are two other situations? Then tell me which two situations."

As he said that, he reached out and made a 'please' gesture.

Zheng Xihe said: "First, you are obsessed with the wickedness, or if you are dumped by Yang Shu, you will lose hope for life. Second, you learn from their young master, want to play and experience it, and satisfy the second young master of the He family's long-term thoughts about you. When you two have passed the newness, you will be back on the right track of life."

After saying that, Zheng Xihe gave his own summary: "However, you are shameless and desperate. It is unlikely that you will be broken if you suffer from a love injury. So I think you are the second type."

Chu Xingyun nodded seriously, showing a look of fear and fear that surrendered to his eloquence: "It makes sense and reason. Do you think we will separate in the end, should he dump me first, or should I dump him first?"

Zheng Xihe thought he was really praised by him, and said even more arrogantly: "You dump him, do you still have to think about it? How good is your wife and children to be warm on the kang? What's the point of being with a cold man? Although he looks good, what's the use?"

Chu Xingyun slowly ate the potato chips in his hand and asked with a smile: "Do you think he looks good?"

Zheng Xihe spread his hands: "There is no doubt that the man is really good-looking."

Chu Xingyun gave him a thumbs up: "The eyes are so poisonous, I just like him to look good."

Zheng Xihe kept talking: "What's the use of being good at it? I'll get tired of it after watching it for a few years. Then you'll-"

Chu Xingyun leaned against the sofa, raised his legs, and looked at Zheng Xihe like a show in the cinema, without stopping the snacks in his mouth.

If the potato chips were not salty, he got up to pick up the water. When he passed by the bedroom, he glanced at He Cheng who was standing at the door of the bedroom. He could still regard Zheng Xihe's words as stand-up crosstalk and listen to seven or eight passages.

I don’t know when He Cheng came out of the bedroom, but he stood at the door. It seemed that he had been standing there for a while. From his face covered in clouds and cold to his bone marrow, Chu Xingyun knew that Zheng Xihe’s crosstalk was not just him.

"Yo, young master."

Chu Xingyun stood in the outer hall with a cup, staring at him in a daze, and then raised a smile that looked overly exaggerated because of guilt: "How is it? The talk is over?"

Zheng Xihe heard his deliberate voice, and he stopped very consciously.

He Cheng put his hands in his pants pocket, his face gloomy, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly for a few times. He wanted to say something and then held it back. Finally, he simply said nothing and turned around and walked towards the hotel balcony.

Chu Xingyun pinched the cup and suddenly wanted to hit the wall. When he returned to the living room, he picked up a pillow and hit Zheng Xihe. He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "You want to kill me!"

When Zheng Xihe saw something was wrong, he left a sentence: "I'm going back to sleep next door." After his words, the person had run away.

Chu Xingyun looked at the door that was knocked on with a loud whimper, swallowed a bad breath with his teeth, then adjusted his breath, and walked towards the balcony with a smile.

He Cheng stood on the balcony with his cell phone with his cell phone and made a phone call. Before he could say a few words, he heard someone approaching behind him, hung up the phone, deliberately avoiding him, and turned back into the living room.

Before Chu Xingyun could get close to him, he passed by him. He stood there helplessly and sighed, and then followed him to the living room diligently.

He Cheng sat in a corner of the sofa and was about to pick up a bottle of mineral water from the table in front of him when he saw the things on the table being swept to the carpet by Chu Xingyun. Then, it became dark in front of him. Chu Xingyun sat on the table with a big thorn, and raised one leg and stepped on the edge of the sofa.

"Zheng Xihe is a lunatic. Do you take what he says seriously?"

Chu Xingyun looked down at him, smiling with a tender face.

But He Cheng still had a cold face, without even raising his eyes, and he opened his face slightly and looked elsewhere, as if he hadn't heard of it.

"Are you angry?"

Chu Xingyun asked knowingly, and came to him with shamelessness.

He Cheng avoided his chasing eyes again and turned his face to the side.

"Hey... I really don't know you're listening, otherwise I'd let him shut up."

Hearing this, He Cheng finally couldn't help but respond a little. He turned his eyes to the right, stared at him from the corner of his eyes, and showed a sneer: "What do you mean is, I really want to hear him continue to say? What do you think is very satisfying to hear what he said? Very satisfied?"

"How can I do it? I don't want to admit a word he said. It's very harsh and heartbreaking."

Chu Xingyun looked sincere and only swears to the lamp.

He Cheng sneered even more, his tone became cooler, and he snorted from his chest, and said leisurely: "Is that so? Why do I think you agree with it?"

"Do I agree?"

"You don't agree?"

"No."

He Cheng's face froze, and there was no expression on his face. The slightly narrowed eyes were filled with rising and falling tides, floating and deep, unable to figure it out.

"He said, you will break up with me sooner or later. Don't you think what he said makes sense?"

He just said a little mean and flirted with him for a while. Before he could imagine that the main owner would stand beside him and listen. He still listened so completely, and he didn't miss a word. Chu Xingyun suddenly wanted to slap himself.

In the few seconds of secretly remorse, Chu Xingyun quickly adjusted his countermeasures, suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a expressionless face and asked back, "Do you think it's possible?"

Seeing that he changed his face, He Cheng was worried that he would fall into his routine by accident, so he looked at him from the corner of his eyes with caution and suspicion: "What is impossible?"

"I'll break up with you, do you think it's possible?"

He Cheng narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart that he was really good at negotiating. He quickly turned his initiative and passed the problem to himself.

Even though he is experienced, he has never had the experience of playing tricks with his partner in love. Besides, this person is Chu Xingyun! I remember that there is still a long time between him and Chu Xingyun, and He Cheng felt that it is necessary to buy a book "How to beat your detective boyfriend during a quarrel" to study it carefully.

However, at this moment, he could only get caught, reluctantly, and did not choose to say, "...I don't know, what do you think?"

Chu Xingyun curled the corners of his lips and smiled lightly and said, "Why do I think there is no possibility of this?"

Although He Cheng knew it was his roundabout routine, he couldn't help but feel happy when he heard him say this, but he sneered unmovedly, "Then are you just throwing it out?"

Chu Xingyun pinched his chin and raised it up gently, smiling very romantic: "Who is the broken jar? You? If you are the broken jar, then I am pressing the broken jar."

As soon as his dirty words came out, He Cheng could no longer maintain his noble and arrogant attitude. He restrained the twitching smile on the corner of his lips. He turned his head and avoided his hand, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you sure you are the lid of the pot?"
To be continued...