The sink is shared by men and women. After I pee, I wash my hands and turn the tap, and I feel someone pulling my skirt.

Looking down, it turned out to be a little girl with a small bag slung over her shoulder. I felt that she was so familiar, but I couldn’t remember where I had seen her with a small mouth and a big mouth.
I immediately remembered that she was in a clear heart and wondered, "Why are you here?"
Heart shine swinging arm way "today is Children’s Day, mom and dad took me out to play"
I rubbed her head and her heart was clear to prevent no intimacy, closed her eyes and enjoyed it. I was afraid that the smell of alcohol was too heavy to smoke her, so she didn’t get too close. "Sunny, are you playing with your heart?"
"Heart ~ oh! That’s right! " She pulled a piece of a4 paper with her small hand, and handed it to me. "Daqingqing changed yesterday’s painting a little bit for you to see. Tell Qingqing who is more beautiful than yesterday’s one?"
She closed her eyes and curled her long eyelashes in anticipation of my compliment.
I picked up a4 paper and turned it over. I took a closer look at the picture. There was still a man sleeping next to the calendar. On May 27th, he was circled in red, but in the man’s dream, he was still the little black turtle. The only difference was that the ten green strips were replaced by many irregular circles.
Suddenly my wine woke up!
Staring at the clear heart, her eyes are bright and clear, and the pattern drawn by her hand is …
The fifth chapter emerges
The ten green pictures painted by Xin Qing yesterday are indeed like onions. On May 27th, a murder happened just yesterday. The head of the deceased was cut off and ten green onions were inserted into his neck. The license plate number 527 was crossed. If that is a coincidence, what should be the explanation of this murder case and Xin Qing painting today?
I shook my head hard and woke up completely. I pointed my fingers and deliberately counted the number of small circles drawn by Xin Qing. One, two, three … thirty-five, thirty-six!
Breathed in a gasp!
Xinqing has super powers? Can paint killing people? This is ridiculous. What the hell is going on here?
"Tell me which one is good-looking." Heart sunny was so anxious that he urged.
I squatted down and looked at her seriously. "Sunny, can you tell my big brother what you painted?"
"It’s so stupid." Heart sunny smiled sweetly. "These are sunny dreams. I thought it was fun, so I drew paper, but mom and dad said sunny paintings were so ugly."
Dreaming?
I pointed to the little black turtle and asked, "turtle, what is black?"
"Stupidity is football" Xin Qing covered her mouth and snickered "The football color in my dream is black"
Shame, I can be forgiven for mistaking football for tortoise, because she painted football and tortoise shell very similar. My finger slipped into the circle in the picture. "What are these?"
"potatoes are a lot of potatoes"
"Then draw ten greens yesterday."
Before I finished speaking, I said, "I’m rushing to dip in the sauce and eat green." The more I listened, the more incredible I felt. My goose bumps almost fell all over the floor and I continued to ask her, "Qing Qing, who is the man in your painting?"
"It’s you!"
Speaking of which, I’m not afraid of being laughed at by everyone. At this time, a big old man was scared by a five-year-old girl’s words, which made her loose. I stepped back and stepped on a bottle of hand sanitizer, and my head stumbled against the corner.
Xinqing came to help me when she saw that I fell. At this moment, a young woman came out of the ladies’ room and saw this scene. She rushed to pick up Xinqing and stared at me warily. Maybe she thought I was a bad person. "What do you want?"
"Don’t worry, I’m a policeman." I think the young woman’s dress is well-behaved, unobtrusive and unconventional. Nine times out of ten, it’s Xin Qing’s mother who is afraid that she won’t believe me, and she specially took out her police card and handed it to her.
She looked relaxed. We introduced ourselves to each other and learned that her name was Xiaoyuan, and it was really Xinqing’s mother. Later, I truthfully said that I met Xinqing yesterday because she showed me a painting. Today, I happened to meet her.
Yu Xiaoyuan pinched her heart and nose. "I’m sorry to bother you because she scribbled."
I waved my hand and said nothing.
Yu Xiaoyuan added, "I once had a younger brother who was a policeman who died in the line of duty two years ago." Her voice dropped, and her little hand gently wiped the corner of her eye. "Don’t cry, women will have crow’s feet, so the heart is clear and beautiful."
When she said that her brother’s name was Yu Xiaolin, I always felt that the name was a bit familiar. I had seen it before, and I paid tribute to the families of martyrs. After chatting, I exchanged mobile phone numbers with each other. When I left, I said to Xin Qing, "My big brother likes your painting. Can you give it to me as the first one after you finish it?"
Xin Qing was surprised and said, "Really?"
I nodded and pinched the little girl’s face and Yu Xiaoyuan said goodbye and walked back to see another spirit Erguotou bottle on the table. Boy! Pei Xizhen is an alcoholic! I laughed. "What’s bothering you, Chief?"
At this time, Yu Xiaoyuan and Xin Qing held hands and walked with her husband to the ninth floor.
Pei Xizhen held up Ba Zuiyan in one hand and looked at Xiao Yuan’s back. "That’s me … my ex-wife and my … daughter."
Sound a little choked up.
"Xinqing is your daughter?" My eyes are about to pop out, and the fresh images of Lori, Xin Qing and Pei Xizhen are sloppy and lame. It is hard for me to associate them with father and daughter.
"I can’t recognize this picture even if it’s sunny." Pei Xizhen pointed to his face and uprooted Hu. I seemed to hear Hu stretched and staccato. He laughed twice. "But … it’s very heart to look at her."
Pei Xizhen raised his glass, half a cup of spirit Erguotou, poured it into his stomach, threw himself on the table and passed out. I set him up and helped him out of the ninth floor and got into the car. I don’t know where Pei Xizhen lives, so I decided to take him to my house.
I took a look at the co-pilot sleeping soundly while I was driving. Pei Xizhen, I know that this iron-clashing Han is really drunk, and there is also tenderness in his heart, that is, his heart is clear. I suddenly feel sorry for him. How did the situation lead to his wife’s divorce?
The ninth floor is quite far from where I live. My driver’s license was tested in the police academy for a long time. I didn’t touch the car for a long time. It took me nearly 70 minutes to get home carefully. I moved Pei Xizhen from the car to the bedroom bed. The process was extremely long and painful, which made me tired and vomited blood. Blame me me for living on the seventh floor and not having a ladder.
After a hot bath, I tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep. My mind kept flashing and I drew two pictures before and after my heart cleared. Is the football in her dream black? What day is May 27th?
I got up and walked to the living room and typed "May 27th" into the search engine.
I patiently read from the first article that "May 27th is the 147th day of the Gregorian calendar year (the 14th day of leap year) and there are 21 days before the end of the year". Don’t you talk nonsense!
It was not until two pages later that valuable information finally appeared.
"The final of the 29 th European Champions League was held in the Olympic Stadium in Rome, Italy on May 27, 29, and Manchester United failed to defend its title in the final 2 and lost to Barcelona."
Ten pages later, almost on May 27 th, the information of the Champions League represented the highest honor and level of European club football and was recognized as the highest quality, most influential and highest level club competition in the world.
Unconsciously, I will retrieve the information, and the case of vegetable madness corresponds to football. I probably know what it stands for with 527, but which is black?
Be in a fog
When the first ray of sunshine shone into the living room in the morning, I was sleepy. It seems that I was so absorbed in my brain last night that I didn’t even know that I went into the bedroom and found Pei Xizhen. I pushed the door of another bedroom and saw him hanging in front of the banner wall.
This bedroom belongs to my father.
I haven’t been cleaned for days, and even I haven’t been inside. It should have fallen several layers of dust. I didn’t expect the room to be spotless. Pei Xizhen heard the door turn around and I asked, "What’s the boss looking at?"
"feel that smell of people I admire"
It must have been him who cleaned up. After listening to his words, I thought about my father’s affairs, and my mood was suddenly depressed. "It’s still early before I leave work. I’m going to make a pot of tea on the vegetable madness case. I have some clues I want to discuss with you."
The tea is steaming.
I’m going to draw a picture of Xin Qing and deliberately hide it. First, Xin Qing is Pei Xizhen’s daughter. Second, it sounds a bit too mysterious. I organized a good language to say, "The number 527 has appeared in both cases of vegetable madness. According to my guess, this should be a time network. On May 27 this year, four days ago, it happened to be the final of the 9 th Champions League."
"Champions League?" Pei Xizhen took a sip of tea. "What can the Champions League do with the murderer and the deceased?"
It’s a bit of a fable to link the murder with the European Champions Cup just because of a 527. Anyone who listens to it will feel that the preface doesn’t match and the latter seems to be completely irrelevant. If it weren’t for the clear heart, I would react the same as Pei Xizhen.
I’m sure I won’t give up easily and eat breakfast in a hurry. I finally said that Pei Xizhen decided to take me to the families of the victims of two murders in the afternoon. He said that if I didn’t get anything, I would be punished to reorganize the die files again.