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Incandescent lamps illuminated the entire office, and the light and shadow intertwined. The air seemed to heat up because of these words, and there was a hint of ambiguity.

Hearing this, Zhang Yiyan's naturally cold eyes glowed with a faint light, full of spring. He tilted his head slightly to avoid it, but did not avoid it. He pursed his lips slightly and was thinking about what to do.

The next moment, a warm touch came, and the slightly rough lips rubbed against his. The man's raised Adam's apple looked particularly sexy at the moment. He opened his mouth and held his red lips, tossing and turning, tenderly but with a hint of aggression.

His big hands were not idle either, quietly sliding up to his neck and rubbing the smooth skin with his fingertips. With a slight twist of two fingers, the first button was unbuttoned, and Yan Junge unbuttoned the second button with some urgency.

The Adam's apple couldn't help but roll. As the fragrance entwined, the man eagerly stuck out his tongue to explore.

In the huge office, there were only the ambiguous breathing sounds of the two people. The man's dark and deep eyes slowly opened. He wanted to talk, desperately.

Slightly rough fingers kneaded along the collar, making more bold movements.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps outside the corridor was heard, and Zhang Yiyan was pulled back to his senses. He put his hand on his shoulder to push him away, but was completely wrapped up by the big hand, "Yanyan~~Don't reject me~~"

The voice was sexy and hoarse, with an indescribable lust.

"Cough cough!!"

"Cough, cough, Brother Yan,,,"

Huang Yong's embarrassed and anxious voice came, and Yan Junge almost immediately turned his chair with his back to the door and took the person into his arms.

At the door, Lu Qing was shocked when she saw the scene inside. She guessed that the two were on the same side, but seeing it with her own eyes was another matter.

Song Qing's eyes, which were walking with her, darkened slightly, then returned to indifference.

Huang Yong just soaked his eyes and it felt much better. When he came back and wanted to thank Zhang Yiyan, he saw the two of them at the door in shock. When he looked inside again, hey, hey.

Yan Junge was tall, with strong and well-proportioned muscles. He almost completely blocked Zhang Yiyan in his arms. He said in a low voice without looking back, "What are you doing here? Go to work."

"Yes, yes, the case analysis meeting is about to begin, so hurry up and sort it out." Huang Yong responded loudly, urging Lu Qing and Song Qing to leave, and closed the door smoothly.

When they left, Yan Junge had already arranged Zhang Yiyan's clothes, pulled out a tissue, gently wiped the red and swollen corners of his lips, and smiled softly.

"Yanyan, are you shy?"

Zhang Yiyan's starry eyes were filled with moisture, and he waited for him with his eyes wide open, "From now on, the Yang Qi must be transferred according to my needs, and you are not allowed to make your own decisions."

"Okay, okay, I will listen to you." Her superior and beautiful eyes were full of spring, and her glare was not intimidating at all.

"Yanyan, we haven't had dinner yet. How about we just eat takeout today?" His voice was so gentle that he could squeeze water out of his mouth.

"Ah."

He ordered an eel rice set for Zhang Yiyan, and Yan Junge ordered two dumplings for himself.

While waiting for the meal, others were also getting ready to eat. Some had instant noodles with a braised egg, some had rice from the canteen, and some had food delivered from home.

Sitting at the table, Le Sheng looked at Zhang Yiyan's large portion of eel with gleaming eyes, sipping his saliva, "Brother Zhang, it's delicious, take a bite."

Zhang Yiyan nodded with a smile, changed to disposable chopsticks, picked up an untouched piece and put it into his bowl of instant noodles. Le Sheng stuffed it into his mouth almost immediately and said with emotion, "It's delicious, thank you, Brother Zhang."

If there is one, there will be two. Huang Yong moved forward with the lunch box. Yan Junge, who had just passed it to him and walked in with the dumplings, was unhappy.

"What are you doing? Why are you bullying Yan Yan when I'm not here? You can eat your own food." He sat down next to Zhang Yiyan and waved at the two guys like shooing away flies.

"Yanyan, don't spoil them both, they are so fat."

Le Sheng protested, "Brother Yan won't gain weight if he eats fish."

Yan Junge pretended to hit him with his chopsticks, to scare him, then sat down again and opened the dumpling box. He picked up one and sent it forward, "Yanyan, it's shrimp and meat, try it, ah~"

The eyes of the people eating in the office turned around. Le Sheng was slurping his noodles before he could finish his bite, "Brother Yan, there are so many dumplings, you can't finish them."

"Fuck off!"

"Woooo..."

Zhang Yiyan looked at the dumplings he had been holding in front of him and sighed, pushing the lunch box and motioning for him to put it on top.

Well,,,

Don’t let yourself be fed by Yan Yan, o(╥﹏╥)o

It must be because there are too many people and I feel shy.

After finishing two portions of dumplings and Zhang Yiyan's leftover eel rice, Yan Junge burped and said, "Dayong, let's see how the others are preparing? No problem, we'll have a meeting in 10 minutes."

Huang Yong had finished his meal early and was holding a big teapot. He nodded, "Okay."

ten minutes later

large meeting room

Several groups of people gathered together. As usual, Yan Junge was next to Zhang Yiyan, with the sky blue thermos cup next to him.

After Huang Yong connected the screen, he looked at Yan Junge and nodded, indicating that the signal was received successfully.

Yan Junge raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Everyone, the case is complicated. It has been 35 hours since the first discovery of the snowman's body."

"The series of cases discovered during this period cannot be ignored."

"The murderer is extremely dangerous. We must race against time to sort out the clues in our hands, and don't just walk into a dead end."

When he said this, Song Qing looked up at Zhang Yiyan, and then at Yan Junge beside him. The latter felt his gaze and leaned forward to block Zhang Yiyan.

"..."

Yan Junge knocked the table with the butt of his cell phone, focusing everyone's attention, "Lao Meng, please tell me about your side first."

Meng Licheng nodded with a serious expression, "As for Jiang Fangfang's case, the progress is not ideal. After investigation, her mother Hu Jinzhi probably used a false identity to smuggle into country D."

"The purpose is to continue taking care of my daughter Hu Jiaojiao there. It is not ruled out that the two of them will continue to stay in country D."

Seeing that Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan had no intention of speaking, Meng Licheng continued, "Jiang Fangfang secretly received psychological treatment during school. I contacted the psychiatrist who treated her."

"Diagnosed with mild depression, she has smile depression. She smiles brightly in front of others but is depressed behind others."

"At the beginning of the first semester of her freshman year, her clothing changed and she began to wear long sleeves and long pants, most likely to cover up the scars."

Several photos of Jiang Fangfang from several periods were displayed on the screen for comparison, as well as medical records and statements from classmates.

"The words of those who slept with her are worth paying attention to. Jiang Fangfang rose to prominence after participating in the debate competition. She received a lot of attention at the time, and subsequently participated in several competitions one after another."

"After a debate celebration, Jiang Fangfang did not go back to her dormitory. When she came back the next morning, she locked herself in the bathroom for nearly an hour."

"But she was very tight-lipped. She didn't say a word about what happened."

"As for bullying, no one noticed it."

Zhang Yiyan tapped the table with his right index finger, "A person from the maintenance team?"

Meng Licheng nodded, and the screen displayed the maintenance team personnel information, "The water tank on the roof of the girls' dormitory has been maintained for a week. This is the maintenance record."

"At that time, the maintenance team arranged a total of 5 people. Three of them have been checked this afternoon and there was no crime time."

On the next page of the screen was a two-inch photo of two men, "Luo An, Luo You, brothers."

Meng Licheng pursed his lips into a straight line, turned his eagle eyes, and looked at everyone, "Temporary workers!"