Back at Du Weiguo's residence, Du Weiguo put the newly made bedding on the bed, and then quickly turned up the two coal stoves.
After leaving it for a day and a night, especially during the day when there was no fire in the room, the water in the two thermos bottles had no heat at all and was barely cold.
The coal stove was newly refurbished by Yin Laoliu for him. It was very easy to burn. At this time, the fire was already burning. Du Weiguo poured the water from the thermos bottle into the kettle and sat on the coal stove. It was better than just putting out the water pipe. Cool water will boil faster.
Huang Guilan has been sitting on the chair very honestly since she entered the house. She first looked at his new home, and then watched Du Weiguo busy with his eyes without blinking. How could she have the opportunity to observe him at such a close distance and for a long time? Du Weiguo!
After dealing with this, Du Weiguo turned around and went to the bathroom, took out a towel and handed it to Huang Guilan: "Hurry up and wipe the sweat on your head and face first. Wait for the water to heat up, then wipe it carefully. Be careful of catching a cold."
After saying that, Du Weiguo turned around and went to the bedroom, preparing to unroll the newly made bedding and spread it out.
Huang Guilan wiped her head and face randomly, and saw Du Weiguo unrolling the bedding. She hurried over to help. Both of them were quick workers, and soon the bedding was unfolded and laid out.
At this time, Huang Guilan's face had already turned red, as if she was about to bleed, and her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her throat. Such a man and a woman were alone in the same room, and they even spread out new quilts together. It is precisely the time when people are quiet and charming in the dead of night.
She could no longer suppress her reverie now. Not to mention her, even Du Weiguo was a little distracted.
Du Weiguo took a deep breath silently, suppressed some chaotic thoughts in his mind, and said to Huang Guilan:
"The water is almost ready. Go and wipe your head, face and body!"
Huang Guilan's face turned even redder and she responded in a voice as loud as an ant. She turned around and went out of the small hall very obediently. She carried the kettle and picked up the towel on the table and went directly to the bathroom.
Du Weiguo couldn't help but thought, "Damn, this sounds even more ambiguous. Let her go wash up, how can this be done!"
Wait on the line, it's urgent! Really urgent!
Du Weiguo was sitting in the small hall smoking, listening to the faint sound of water and the sound of clothes and towels rubbing against the body in the bathroom just a few feet away, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
This was too ambiguous, and the atmosphere at the scene was too embarrassing.
But he couldn't stay in the bedroom, that would be even more inappropriate. This apartment was too small to accommodate an ambiguous man and woman, and there was nowhere to go.
Du Weiguo was thinking wildly when the door to the bathroom opened and Huang Guilan walked out with her hair down. Her face was red as if she was drunk, and her eyes were so charming that it seemed that her sight had become materialized, like countless light threads passing by. Du Weiguo's cheek.
Itchy!
And these are not the important points. The important point is that she is only wearing a white shirt at this moment. That is the important point.
There was a buzz in Du Weiguo's mind, as if someone was ringing a huge bell inside, and his mind was instantly emptied.
At this time, how can I still think about the causes and consequences of chicken feathers?
Du Weiguo stood up, stepped forward, took her in his arms, and kissed her decisively. The result was natural, self-evident and indescribable. Du Weiguo couldn't resist the temptation after all. He was a thief. He very considerately omitted more than 10,000 words for me.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, everything was silent. Du Weiguo rode Huang Guilan on the empty road on his bicycle. Huang Guilan hugged his waist tightly and pressed her cheek against his broad back.
Neither of them spoke, they just walked quietly like this, the street lights elongating their figures, as if they were illusory.
"Du Weiguo, I am satisfied. After living for so long, I can be considered a woman today."
Huang Guilan suddenly said something in a faint voice.
"Haha, that's not the case!"
Du Weiguo didn't know what to say. He couldn't make any promises at the moment.
"Du Weiguo, I will never see you again from now on. You don't have to worry that I will pester you, let alone that I will ruin your life. I won't."
Huang Guilan shed tears as she spoke. She hugged her tighter, and Du Weiguo could only sigh silently.
Du Weiguo said a little dryly: "It's not like we won't be in contact with each other forever, so what if I want to see you?"
Huang Guilan said anxiously: "Don't come to me again. Really, please, don't come to me. This is all we can do."
Du Weiguo sighed, and the two were speechless. They remained silent until they separated.
Some things have just begun and have already ended, and they are the most perfect until now.
That night, when Du Weiguo returned to the apartment, it was almost midnight. He smoked a cigarette silently, smelled the residual smell of Huang Guilan, tilted his head and lay on the bed and fell asleep, so tired that he had no thoughts.
On Monday, Du Weiguo went to the breakfast shop to have breakfast as usual. He was a little surprised that he didn't see fox eyes, but he didn't think much about it. He ate breakfast and went to work.
At 8:45, the director of the institute's office called Du Weiguo to report the situation. Senior researcher Mo Lan had not come to work this morning, nor had he asked for leave in advance from his department.
After Du Weiguo hung up the phone, he immediately called Tang Ahong and a colleague from the security department and drove straight to her home.
Well, all researchers at the institute who are late for work for more than 15 minutes must report the reason to the Security Department. If they are late for more than 30 minutes, the Security Department must go to the researcher's residence to confirm the actual situation.
If the researcher disappears for no reason, it will be a big incident, and Du Weiguo needs to report it immediately.
Therefore, the mobile tool of the security department of the institute is a jeep, which of course is only used for necessary work. It is not Du Weiguo's special car. He is still far away from this level.
When they arrived at the small alley where Moran's house is located, they parked their car and knocked on the door. After 2 minutes, no one opened the door and there was no sound. There was no one around. Du Weiguo made a gesture to the security colleague, and he immediately started running. After that, I climbed over the courtyard wall and opened the door from the inside.
Fox Eye's house is a special-shaped single-family house, not a quadrangle house. It has two north rooms, only one east room, and a toilet in the southwest corner. The yard is small, but very clean, with nothing else.
And now there is no smoke coming from the chimneys of any of Moran's three rooms. There are no curtains in the east room. It is not Sanjiutian yet, and there are no window grilles on the windows. The situation inside is naturally clear. This should be her study. No one was inside.
The curtains in the north room and the west room were still closed at this time. This should most likely be her bedroom. Du Weiguo strode forward and knocked hard on the door while shouting her name: "Molan! Moran!"
For a minute, there was no sound inside. Du Weiguo decisively whispered an order: "Pick the lock and open the door!"
"yes!"
The security colleague quickly and resolutely took out a tool from his backpack, a very delicate small hammer with a long hammer head. He went up and swung the small hammer and with a few clicks, he broke the secret lock of Moran's house. It turned out that The place where the door was locked turned directly into a black hole.
As for the master key to open locks, I'm sorry, he doesn't know this exclusive skill of Lord Buddha at all, and neither does Du Weiguo.
Du Weiguo pulled the door open, and Tang Ahong took out a pistol and rushed in immediately. This was the rule. In the house of a female researcher, the female colleagues from the security department were the first to go first.
Du Weiguo followed closely behind him, with the pistol loaded and held in his hand.
"Safety! Section Chief, Researcher Mo is poisoned by gas!"
Tang Ahong rushed into the bedroom and shouted, and Du Weiguo also rushed in immediately.
Moran was lying on the bed at this time, his face was a little flushed, his lips were bright cherry color, and there was a strong smell of gas in the bedroom.
Du Weiguo frowned, held his breath, and immediately ordered: "Cheng Ye, open all the windows. After the gas dissipates, you stay where you are to search for clues and protect the scene. Tang Ahong, wrap her in a quilt."
"Yes!" The two people answered in unison.
After Tang Ahong heard the order, she immediately wrapped Mo Lan tightly in a quilt, like a big rice dumpling. Du Weiguo stepped forward, picked her up and walked out the door. .
There was a faint fragrance on Moran's body, like the scent of musk. It smelled so good that it could be smelled even through a thick quilt.
But holding Mo Lan, who was wrapped like a big meat dumpling and didn't know anyone else's affairs, Du Weiguo didn't have any charming thoughts at this time. His only thought was that this girl is really quite heavy.
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This chapter is for a friend of mine. Thank you for your continued support. Comrade Huang Guilan, I will accept it and spread the flowers!
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