binnovel Chapter 111 Where is this?
Chapter 111 Where is this?
Mu Qingqing watched Bai Siyu switching between hot and cold water. Huang Ruhua, who was standing beside her, was so scared that her eyes widened and her mouth opened, but no sound came out.
He was afraid that the sound he made would alert Mu Qingqing, a man more terrifying than the devil, that there was someone like him in the cell.
What was that look in my eyes during the day? I actually fell in love with this gentleman who looked so handsome and elegant. Did I buy the regret medicine?
Everything that happened before her eyes told her that this handsome young man was far from being as gentle as he appeared to be. On the contrary, he was vicious, cold, even cruel and perverted.
If Mu Qingqing knew her evaluation of herself, she would definitely say shamelessly: Thank you for the compliment! I know how to treat people based on their personalities. I treat people in the right way! You two can't even get a spot in the crowd, so how do you expect me to treat you?
Lin Feng was watching with great interest, observing Bai Siyu's reactions at different times, and commenting from time to time: This is possible! This is also quite interesting, I can try it next time! This is even more amazing, this part should be circled...
The two buckets of hot water were finally used up. About half an incense stick of time had passed. Mu Qingqing picked up the sugar jar again and began to apply sugar water on her body.
Noticing that the brown sugar from this kitchen wasn’t sweet enough, he raised an eyebrow at Chunxiang.
Chunxiang, who was like a worm in Mu Qingqing's stomach, rushed to Mu Qingqing in one step, stuck close to her, and asked loudly: "Master, which one do you want?"
As she said this, she pretended to touch her bosom. Mu Qingqing winked at her and said, "Let's use the small jar of honey that I used to make honey tea for you last time."
After saying that, she reached into Chunxiang's arms with her slender hand. When she pulled it back, she took out a small porcelain bottle the size of a baby's fist.
He opened the seal and dripped the liquid onto the exposed skin of Bai Siyu, while showing her a very sweet smile: "Do you know what this is?"
Bai Siyu was about to faint, but her rat eyes were still glaring at Mu Qingqing viciously. She gritted her teeth and whispered curses to Mu Qingqing's ancestors.
Mu Qingqing still explained to her in a good-tempered manner: "This is a good thing! It is a must-have for us women to maintain our beauty. But using it on you is such a waste!"
As he spoke, he made two "tsk tsk" sounds, shook his head, and continued charmingly, "But it's not just a beauty product, it's also a nutritional supplement that those little creatures love to eat! What are those little creatures? Haha, you'll know soon."
Mu Qingqing took back the empty bottle in her hand with a forced smile, stepped back gracefully, and waited for the arrival of the army of ants and mice.
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone present felt a chill rising from their backs and got goose bumps all over their bodies: You look so gentle and smiling, but you are talking about such disgusting topics with your little mouth, it's really... perverted!
Everyone followed her steps closely, forming a semicircle behind her: There is no other way, it is always right to follow the boss's steps! Who made me not even as good at eating as him!
After a while, I heard a rustling sound of something crawling.
A group of fat and shiny black rats swarmed in, biting and climbing on Bai Siyu's body frantically.
Mu Qingqing stroked her chin: "It seems that the food in the government office is not bad! Look at these black rats, they are all fat and strong, they are overnourished!"
Bai Siyu could no longer shout at this time, but Huang Ruhua, who was standing next to her, was frightened by the rats and screamed “Ahhhhhhhh” repeatedly.
If both hands were not chained to the wooden stakes and unable to move, these fat black hands would probably be waving non-stop, and the elephant legs would be trembling non-stop, although they are still shaking now.
The black rats crawled all over Bai Siyu's body, so densely packed that the men watching on the side looked at each other in bewilderment: What kind of operation is this?
Lin Feng glanced at Zuo Si: Don’t offend Miss Mu no matter who you offend in the future!
Zuo Si gave him a look that showed he knew: I knew this a long time ago!
A group of black rats were rushing around on Bai Siyu's body, and at this time, densely packed big-headed ants were also climbing onto Bai Siyu's body in layers.
It was a horrifying scene, and everyone who had just eaten the buns wanted to find a place to burp and wash their stomachs before continuing to watch.
Mu Qingqing glanced at the people around her calmly, her expression chilling: "This is just the beginning. Why are your psychological acceptance so poor? No wonder you can't even handle a woman!"
The officials blushed, and after hearing Mu Qingqing's few words of disparagement, they lowered their heads in shame: This man is not to be trifled with! Who can be as perverted as him! He can even come up with such a perverted method...
It was Master Zhao who came to the rescue of the brothers: "Hey, sir. Are these notices?"
He pointed to the roll of A2 paper on the square table and asked Lord Zhao.
Lord Zhao looked at them in confusion, then looked at Mu Qingqing: Are these all notices?
Zuo Si spread out an A2 paper, pointed at the two portraits on it and asked calmly: "Can you see clearly who is drawn on it?"
"Hualala!" Everyone gathered around at once. The two policemen who were used to posting notices had their eyes glued to the picture: This painting looks like a real person. The painter is really amazing! If they could recruit this painter, the rate of solving cases would definitely increase by several percent.
Su Yunhao and Lin Feng, who had seen Mu Qingqing's vegetable catalog, just stepped forward and took a few glances, then looked at each other: Miss Mu's painting skills are indeed amazing! I admire you!
Lord Zhao and Master Zhao were filled with disbelief: It's only been an afternoon, and these 1,000 notices have come out? And they're so clear and precise?
The corners of Lord Zhao's mouth twitched for a while before he gave Mu Qingqing a thumbs up: Awesome!
Mu Qingqing's proud little tail was raised so high: Look, this is my efficiency! Are you surprised or shocked?
Just as a group of people gathered around the square table, studying the notice, Zuo San came back driving a few dirty hungry dogs.
Mu Qingqing looked at the hungry dog with disdain and asked, "Where did you find these?"
Zuo San looked up and said, "It's so late, the butcher's shop is closed. These wild dogs were found in the dilapidated temple outside the city."
Never mind, it doesn’t matter if it’s a hungry dog or a vicious dog! Any dog that can eat (bite) white jade is a good dog!
Mu Qingqing pointed to an empty room in the cell and asked Zuo San to drive all the hungry dogs in.
Seeing that Bai Siyu was already exhausted and her entire huge body was shaking uncontrollably due to the severe pain, Mu Qingqing asked Zuo Si to fetch another bucket of cold water.
He took out a small jar of honey from Chunxiang's arms and said, "Master Zhao, please arrange for someone to pour all the honey into a remote corner."
As buckets of cold water were poured on Bai Siyu's body, the mice and ants crawled out one after another, swarming towards the corner following the smell of honey.
Seeing this, everyone's hair stood on end and they quickly patted themselves a few times.
At this time, Bai Siyu no longer had the arrogant and abnormal look she had when she first arrived. She looked like an eggplant hit by frost, wilting there.
"For the next period of time, I need an absolutely quiet space. Lord Zhao, please clear the room. I need to get down to business." Mu Qingqing said lightly to Lord Zhao.
Lord Zhao asked his men to go out and wait while he stood there waiting for Mu Qingqing to do her business.
So you were playing those interesting games just now instead of doing serious work? Master Zhao held the brush, thinking to himself, and then shamelessly stayed, calling it: recording the confession.