Chapter 1 Two People's Names and a Lump Sum of 600 Recommendation Tickets Added

  I rushed over, pinched the skin at the back of Momo's neck and lifted it up. When a kitten is lifted by this piece of skin, it won't feel any pain, just like when you pinch the outer skin of your elbow joint, no matter how hard you pinch, it doesn't hurt; moreover, once lifted in this way, the kitten will generally hang down all four limbs and not struggle at all.

  I picked it up and held it in front of me, poking its nose with my hand, and gave it a good scolding. This little guy hung its head like a cured sausage, with an innocent expression on its face.

  Forget it, anyway it can't understand me, isn't this like playing the piano to a cow? Besides, finding a soft place to sleep is also its right to pursue happiness, isn't it? Anyway, now that it's already familiar with me, I might as well give it a bath, so it won't jump onto my bed again in the future.

  So I picked up Momo and brought it into the bathroom, filled the sink with warm water, and put it in.

  Almost all cats are afraid of water, and Momo is no exception. Suddenly, it was like it had entered a pot of oil, meowing loudly, struggling desperately, and splashing water all over me.

  Helpless, I had to strip myself down to my underwear and apply body wash to continue scrubbing. After three rounds of washing, Momo was exhausted, only able to pant heavily. All its fur was matted to its body, thin and bony, touching it made one's heart ache.

  I took a towel to dry its body, and used a hair dryer to blow it dry, afraid that it would catch a cold. For this little cat, if it catches a cold, almost without exception, it will be fatal. Momo is also very resistant to the hair dryer, I picked it up and blew it against its belly. As I was blowing, suddenly thought, is Momo a male or female cat? After drying, I picked up its tail to take a look, seems like it's a little female cat. It seemed very embarrassed, meowed and ran away.

  Now it's a lovely little fur ball again. Although taking a bath consumed a lot of physical strength, after the bath, probably feeling very comfortable, now has the energy to jump around again. I looked at Momo for a while, walked into the bathroom and picked up the shirt that had been taken off, scraped off a bit of something stuck on it, and put it back on the table. It was the stuff I squeezed out from that toothpaste container in the trial room of Taiping, which is now dry and hard.

  Watching Mo Mo wash the bath comfortably, I suddenly thought: that... speaking of which... do I need to give Xiao Luqi a bath like Mao Bin said?

  If she really hasn't died and is just playing dead, a hot water shower to relax her muscles and get the blood flowing would still be beneficial. Okay, I admit I'm making excuses.

  For Xiao Luqi, I have always had only a heart of reverence. Her beauty makes her so sacred and inviolable in my heart. Wang Yongshun may be able to make her wear a bellyband and dance a lewd dance, but I couldn't do that. That would only desecrate her and tarnish the image of her in my heart.

  But for purely medical purposes, it should be fine...

  As I thought so, my two feet somehow walked to the refrigerator without realizing it.

  She was like a sleeping beauty made of ice, with a few icicles hanging on her face, and some frost on her eyebrows and hair, matching her thick black long hair, just like the bright stars in the dark night sky, making her look exceptionally quiet and serene.

  The only thing that was slightly off about her was that her eyes protruded slightly from their sockets.

  I know this is a natural phenomenon - in the eyes, under low temperature, ice forms and its density is smaller than water, so when the same volume of water freezes into ice, it will expand. The frozen corpses all have such eyes.

  Is it that I set the temperature too low? Maybe her blood can flow if I set it so low, wouldn't she really freeze to death? Thinking of this, I raised the temperature of the ice cabinet and set it to zero degrees.

  The more I think about it, the more afraid I become. What if she really isn't dead and can wake up? Did I freeze her to death?

  I consoled myself: after all, she had no signs of life left, and if I didn't freeze her like this, she would probably have rotted into a filthy corpse by now.

  There is no bathtub at home. I always take a shower standing up. But for Xiao Luqi, she must need a big bathtub. Forget it, let's just do it this way today and buy a bathtub tomorrow.

  It's almost 4 o'clock now, I'm so tired and sleepy, barely took a shower, plugged in my phone, and fell asleep on the bed.

  Woke up after sleeping for only three hours and got ready for work.

  On Tuesday's working hours, there are usually not many things to do. When I'm bored, I take out a small notebook and casually write and draw, listing the clues found in the Taiping area yesterday one by one.

  Then, circles were drawn on the names of Qianqian and Chen Ziqi respectively.

  These two people are key figures.

  According to the events recorded in Wang Yongshun's diary, he first molested several female corpses, then met Chen Ziqi, and finally got Xixi, which is why he was so excited - writing that he had achieved his lifelong dream and finally got what he wanted. He even wrote "it's too good, it's too happy". Generally speaking, when people write diaries, unless they are particularly excited, they will not write such continuous and similarly meaningful words.

  The question is, Qianqian knew that she and Wang Yongshun had a blood relationship and refused him many times, why did she suddenly accept him?

  There must be some ulterior motive here. Could it be... that Wang Yongshun has also turned Xixi into a living dead?

  If so, then he is too crazy, right????

  However, the greatest gain from this second visit to the morgue is that Wang Yongshun has successfully disguised another corpse as Xiao Luqi's appearance, deceiving her family and sending it for cremation. As long as he doesn't put the account of losing the other corpse on my head, I am still safe for the time being. If he wants to ruin me, there is no need to go to such great lengths.

  However, Wang Yongshun must have hated me to the bone. From the sentence he wrote in his diary on May 28, "If it wasn't for him speaking out, I would have killed this bastard," it can be seen that he even had murderous intentions towards me. But under someone's orders, he suppressed the urge to put this idea into action. Who is that "he", is it Chen Ziqi?

  Who is this Chen Ziqi after all?

  Suddenly, a severe headache. Got slapped on the head by someone.

  When I turned around, it was Director Wang. This old man always stared at me, as if he didn't like the way I looked no matter how I stood.

  "What are you scribbling again? Not working properly?"

  "No, I've already done everything I needed to do."

  "You won't take the initiative to ask others and find something to do?"

  "Oh. Then I'll go ask Zhang Ayi." As I said that, I stood up. Zhang Ayi is the cleaning lady hired by our company.

  "Are you kidding me? Anyway, I've sent a PPT to your email, can you beautify it for me?"

  Damn it... I'm studying law, why am I always doing this kind of design work? The leaders won't put employees in suitable positions, what the hell!

  This is also my fault. When I first entered the company, I was full of energy and ambition, wanting to achieve great things. I took the initiative to do everything, and helped out voluntarily. With a wide range of interests, I understood a bit about everything, and had some perfectionism, so I strived to do my best. Unexpectedly, trouble came knocking on my door. At first, others would still say thank you, but they took your extra help for granted. If you didn't help, it would even affect your year-end bonus.

  Wang gave me a PPT introducing a pharmaceutical company that wants to attract investment. What does this have to do with my profession? I don't understand it at all.

  I think it's necessary to introduce my work. Our company is an equity investment firm that raises funds from wealthy investors. We use this money to invest in companies with good performance and growth potential, acquiring their shares in return. Once these companies go public on the stock market, we sell our shares (now stocks) on the exchange, earning a profit from the difference between the original purchase price and the market value. This profit is determined by two factors: the initial investment price and the price-to-earnings ratio given to the listed company by the stock market. 80% of this profit goes to the investors, while our company takes 20% as management fees.

  People working in our equity investment company deal with completely different companies almost every day. However, when I encounter non-professional knowledge, I still ask for help from Baidu. So I open the webpage and start searching for the word "cyst".

  The things that appear in Baidu Images are really nauseating. I endured the feeling of disgust and continued to flip through the pages. Suddenly, a strange picture caught my eye.

  What is this? A white, wrinkled and bulging thing. If this thing were to be dried out, wouldn't it look exactly the same as that white peach kernel-shaped thing I found in the icebox and Wang Yongshun's drawer?

  This picture, apart from the two words "cyst", has no text introduction. I hastily searched for the webpage from the picture link, unexpectedly, the related webpage was a blog, and it had already been closed.