Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 282 Poisoning
Back at Du Weiguo's residence, Du Weiguo put the newly made quilt on the bed first, and then quickly raised the two coal stoves.

After leaving it for a day and a night, especially during the day, there was no fire in the house, and the water in the two thermos bottles had no heat at all, barely considered cold.

The coal stove was newly repaired by Yin Laoliu, and it was very easy to burn. At this time, the fire had already started. Du Weiguo poured the water in the thermos bottle into the kettle and sat on the coal stove. It was better than just letting the water pipe out The cold water boils faster.

Huang Guilan has been sitting on the chair very honestly since entering the door, first looked at his new home, and then watched Du Weiguo busy before and after without blinking, how could she have the opportunity to observe so closely for a long time Du Weiguo!

After dealing with this, Du Weiguo turned around and went to the bathroom again, took out a towel and handed it to Huang Guilan: "Hurry up and wipe off the sweat on your head and face, wait for the water to heat up, and then wipe it well, be careful not to catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo turned around and went to the bedroom, ready to unroll the newly made bedding.

Huang Guilan wiped her head and face indiscriminately, and saw Du Weiguo was unrolling the quilt rolls, she hurried over to help, both of them were quick at work, and soon, the quilt was unfolded and spread out.

At this time, Huang Guilan's complexion was already blushing, as if bleeding was about to bleed, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her throat, such a lonely man and a widow, living in the same room, laying new bedding together, and It is precisely the time when the night is quiet and ambiguous.

She couldn't restrain her daydreams anymore, not to mention her, even Du Weiguo was a little swayed.

Du Weiguo took a deep breath silently, suppressed some chaotic thoughts in his mind, and said to Huang Guilan:

"The water is almost boiled, so hurry up and wipe your head, face and body!"

Huang Guilan's face turned even redder, and she responded with a voice like a mosquito ant, turned around and went out of the small hall very obediently, carried the kettle and picked up the towel on the table and went directly to the bathroom.

Du Weiguo couldn't help but grumbled in his heart, dammit, this sounds even more ambiguous, let her wash up, what a mess!
Wait on the line again, it's urgent!Really urgent!
Du Weiguo was sitting in the small living room smoking a cigarette, listening to the faint sound of water in the bathroom and the sound of clothes and towels rubbing against his body, he couldn't help swallowing.

This was too ambiguous, and the atmosphere at the scene was too embarrassing.

But he can't stay in the bedroom, that's even more inappropriate. This apartment is too small to accommodate ambiguous lonely men and widows, and there is nowhere to go.

Du Weiguo was thinking wildly, when the bathroom door opened, Huang Guilan came out with her hair covered, her face was flushed, as if she was drunk, her eyes were so charming that it seemed that the sight had already materialized, like countless light silks brushing by Du Weiguo's cheek.

Itchy!
And these are not the point, the point is that she is only wearing a white shirt at this moment, just a word is the point.

There was a buzzing in Du Weiguo's mind, as if someone had rang a huge bell inside, and his rationality was instantly emptied.

At this time, how can I still have the ability to think about the cause and effect of chicken feathers.

Du Weiguo got up and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her decisively. The result after that was natural, self-evident and ineffable. Du Weiguo didn't resist the temptation after all. Very considerately omitted more than 10000 words for me.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, when everything was silent, Du Weiguo drove Huang Guilan on the deserted road. Huang Guilan tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, and her cheek was pressed against his broad back.

The two of them didn't speak, they just walked quietly like this, the street lamp elongated their figures, as if they were illusory.

"Du Weiguo, I'm content. After living for so long, I'm only a woman today."

Huang Guilan suddenly said something in a low voice.

"Hehe, not so much!"

Du Weiguo didn't know what to say, he couldn't make any promises at this moment.

"Du Weiguo, I will never see you again from now on, and you don't have to worry that I will pester you, let alone ruin your life, I won't."

Huang Guilan shed tears as she spoke, she hugged her even tighter, and Du Weiguo could only sigh silently.

Du Weiguo said dryly, "It's not like being so old and dead, 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 the only way we can do it."

Du Weiguo sighed, and the two remained silent for a while until they parted.

Some things have just begun, and they have already become the end, so far is the most perfect.

That night, when Du Weiguo returned to the apartment, it was already almost midnight. He smoked a cigarette silently, smelling the lingering smell of Huang Guilan, lay down on the bed with his head tilted and fell asleep, so tired that he had no thoughts.

On Monday, Du Weiguo went to the breakfast shop to have breakfast as usual, and he was a little surprised that he didn't see Fox Eye, but he didn't think much about it, he ate breakfast on his own, and went to work.

At 8:45, the director of the office of the hospital called Du Weiguo to report the situation. Senior researcher Moran hadn't come to work this morning, nor had he asked for leave from his department in advance.

After Du Weiguo hung up the phone, he immediately called Tang Ahong and a colleague from the security department, and drove straight to her house.

Well, all researchers in the research institute, if they are more than 15 minutes late for work, they must report the reason to the security department. If they are more than 30 minutes late, 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 research institute is a jeep, which of course is only used for necessary work, and it is not Du Weiguo's special car. He is still a thousand miles away from this level.

Arriving at the small alley where Moran's house is located, he parked the car and knocked on the door. After 2 minutes, no one opened the door, and there was no sound. At this time, there was no one around. Du Weiguo made a gesture to the security colleague, and he immediately ran up Later, he climbed directly over the courtyard wall and opened the door from the inside.

Foxyan’s house is a special-shaped single-door courtyard, not a quadrangle courtyard. There are 2 north rooms, only one east room, and a toilet in the southwest corner. The yard is small, but it is clean and there is nothing.

As for Moran's three rooms, none of the chimneys emit smoke, and the east room has no curtains. It's not yet three or nine days, and there are no grilles on the windows. The situation inside is naturally clear at a glance. This should be her study. No one was there.

The north room and the west room are still drawing the curtains at this time, which should most likely be her bedroom. Du Weiguo strode forward and knocked on the door forcefully, calling her name: "Molan! Moran!"

It lasted for a minute, and there was no sound from inside. Du Weiguo ordered decisively in a low voice: "Pick the lock, open the door!"

"Yes!"

The security colleague quickly took out tools from his backpack, a very delicate small hammer with a long head, he went up and swung the small hammer and knocked the built-in lock of Moran's house directly with a few bangs. The place where the door lock directly turned into a black hole.

As for the master key to open the lock, I'm sorry, he doesn't know this Buddha's exclusive skill at all, and neither does Du Weiguo.

When Du Weiguo pulled the door, Tang Ahong took out a pistol and rushed in first. This is the rule. In the house of a female researcher, a female colleague from the security department will go first.

Du Weiguo followed closely behind, and the pistol was also loaded and held in his hand.

"Safe! Section Chief, Researcher Mo is poisoned by gas!"

Tang Ahong rushed into the bedroom and shouted, 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, 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 replied in unison.

After Tang Ahong heard the order, she immediately wrapped Moran tightly with a quilt, like a big rice dumpling, and Du Weiguo stepped forward, picked her up, and walked out the door .

There was a faint fragrance on Moran's body, like incense and musk, and it smelled very good, even through a thick quilt.

But hugging Mo Lan, who was wrapped like a big meat dumpling and didn't know about his personnel, Du Weiguo didn't have any charming thoughts at this time. The only thought was that this bitch is really important.

　This chapter is for a friend of mine, thank you for your support all the time, Comrade Huang Guilan, I accept it, Scattering Flowers!

　　
　
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