Chapter 15 Tea Egg

At night, Jiangcheng had a rare good night's sleep. The events of the past few days had exhausted him, and it had been a long time since he had rested well.

However, Fatty, who was sleeping outside the bedroom, suffered from insomnia.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Wang Qi's face. He was dead, but his consciousness was still trapped on that eerie bus.

He raised his arm, and the peace buckle was on his wrist. His vision gradually blurred. Through the small hole in the middle of the buckle, he seemed to see Wang Qi standing alone on the bus, leaving only a silhouette, and that bus was getting farther and farther away from him.

No matter how he chased and shouted from behind, Wang Qi didn't turn back.

"Even if I tear that broken car apart, I will take you home." Fatty clenched the peace buckle, his fist, as big as a sandbag, creaking.

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The next morning, Fatty tiptoed downstairs, went out to buy breakfast, and then went upstairs to call the doctor down to eat.

"Doctor, just make do with this today. The breakfast street at the end of the alley is closed. I walked a long way to find a shop selling breakfast." Fatty said, taking a sip of soy milk. The taste of this shop was really not good.

"Closed?" Jiangcheng asked.

"That's right. I saw police officers on duty nearby, and there was a cordon at the entrance of the alley. It should be a rectification." Fatty introduced, "By the way, do you remember the shopping mall next to it? It's also closed. I saw a notice outside saying it was being renovated."

Hearing this, Jiangcheng frowned slightly. He knew that shopping mall. It was called Julong Shopping Mall. The scale was average, but the popularity was always good.

It was not far from the studio, and there was a pretty good cafe inside. Sometimes, customers who were not convenient to come to the door would arrange to meet there.

But the strange thing was that he remembered that the shopping mall had just been renovated last year. Why renovate again?

Moreover, it was currently the peak season. Choosing this time to renovate meant they weren't doing business?

"Doctor, are you not full? Here, take this tea egg. I was late today, and this was the only one left." Fatty said, feeling a little unwilling.

Interrupted by Fatty, Jiangcheng simply stopped thinking about it. His own affairs were already troublesome enough.

Jiangcheng saw the dark circles under Fatty's eyes and knew that Fatty must have been thinking wildly again last night, either about Wang Qi or Pi Ruan, which was why he didn't rest well.

"There's nothing to do today. I'll push back the previous appointments later. You go upstairs and get some rest." After a pause, Jiangcheng put the tea egg he had just peeled in front of Fatty, "I'll sort out the clues at home today. You can rest assured. I'll call you if anything happens."

Jiangcheng was about to say that you don't need to make lunch, I'll order takeout, but he was worried that Fatty would think of Pi Ruan, who often delivered food to them, so he changed his tone and said, "I'll arrange lunch."

Unexpectedly, Fatty raised his head uncooperatively, staring at him with a suspicious expression, "Doctor, you're going to cook?"

"What are you talking about? I used to cook for myself every day when I was alone." Jiangcheng said dissatisfiedly, "I can even stir-fry dishes!"

"Stir-frying instant noodles with seasoning packets doesn't count as stir-frying." Fatty reminded.

Jiangcheng reached out to grab the tea egg in front of Fatty, "Give me back the tea egg. You don't deserve to have it."

Fatty was much faster than Jiangcheng, and he took the tea egg away in one fell swoop, grinning and saying, "Doctor, it's too difficult to take advantage of you. I can die in peace if I can eat a tea egg peeled by you."

It was originally just a joke, but Fatty saw that Jiangcheng's complexion, which was not bad, instantly turned gloomy.

Before he could react, his collar was grabbed, and a huge force suddenly pulled him over. The tea egg also fell to the ground.

Gu Jiangcheng grabbed his collar with both hands, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, "You stupid thing! What are you talking about, dying or not! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Fatty was frightened by this scene, his lips turned white, and he shivered, unable to say a word.

"Next time you dare to talk nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Jiangcheng threw him away fiercely, and Fatty staggered backwards several steps, hitting the sofa and almost falling down.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Fatty's brain was blank, his two sausage-like legs trembled不停, and he subconsciously walked towards the door.

"Idiot! Get out!" A plate flew over and smashed at Fatty's feet, splashing shards everywhere. Jiangcheng cursed at him, his forehead veins bulging, pointing to the stairs and saying, "Get up there, get up to the second floor, don't let me see your face! I get annoyed just looking at you!"

Fatty immediately turned a corner and ran upstairs, never daring to utter a single word from beginning to end.

In fact, Fatty, who was sitting alone on the sofa upstairs trembling, was still in a daze until now.

He was just making a joke. It used to be like this.

But he didn't know why the doctor got so angry this time. He almost thought the doctor was going to kill him.

An eerie silence fell in the studio. Jiangcheng was sitting alone on the sofa, with shards of plates and the tea egg that didn't know what sins it had committed in its previous life scattered on the ground.

The tea egg fell on the ground, the white egg white broke open, and the yolk inside shattered all over the place.

Jiangcheng lowered his head, sitting alone on the sofa, hunched over, covering his face with both hands, and trembling uncontrollably, accompanied by slight sobs.

He didn't know how long it had been when a cautious footstep came from the stairs. A big head poked out from the corner of the wall suspiciously, "Doctor, are you... are you still angry?"

Jiangcheng, who had already cleaned up the scene, was sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard, not even looking at him.

Fatty felt bored and thought he should hurry up and talk about the matter, otherwise he might get scolded again later. The doctor's emotions seemed to be unstable recently. "Doctor." Fatty held up his phone and shook it, "Brother Huai Yi just sent me a message saying he needs our help."

After a pause, he quickly explained, "Brother Huai Yi thought of you first, Doctor, but when he sent you a message, you didn't reply, so he remembered me."

"Did he say what it was about?" Jiangcheng tilted his head and glanced at Fatty.

Like a conditioned reflex, Fatty immediately stood up straight, "No, he just said it was urgent. I think it must be something important, not convenient to say over the phone."

Jiangcheng walked to the sofa, where his phone was lying, still on silent.

Sure enough, there was a message that came in 10 minutes ago.

It was indeed Huai Yi.

After opening it, there was only a short line: "Brother Jiang, urgent matter, reply quickly." (Jiang Ge)

The shorter the message, the more urgent the matter. Jiangcheng thought for a moment and immediately replied to Huai Yi. The other side replied almost instantly.

Knowing that some things were not convenient to say over the phone, and Jiangcheng didn't want to leave the studio too far, he designated a nearby teahouse and said he would meet there in an hour.