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Soon, a small group of people came. Some went to the hospital for treatment, some retreated, and everyone did what they had to do. Only Huang Yong and Zhao Han were left.

The latter stood in front of the car and stared at Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan who were getting into the car and leaving, until he could no longer see any of their shadows, then he opened the door and got in!

Huang Yong yawned in the passenger seat, "Hey! Brother, stop looking at it. No matter how beautiful it is, you can't stare at it. If you really want to talk about it, you have to let your sister-in-law know!"

"Brother Yong, what are you thinking? I don't mean that!" Zhao Han blushed and started the car.

"If you didn't mean that, then what did you mean? You were more restrained before you switched over, but after you switched over, your eyes almost popped out of your head!"

"..." Zhao Han was so embarrassed, but he still explained, "Brother Yong, I just think Section Chief Zhang is a little weird! He can find the body with just a paper crane, and the sky clears up with a wave of his hand. This is not a section chief, this is a Taoist priest!"

"Pfft~~~Hahahaha!!! Strange brother, you have a dirty mind!"

Knowing that he had no other intentions, Huang Yong was relieved and couldn't help laughing. "Brother Zhang has indeed practiced martial arts before, and he is a boy. He is also smart. It took Director Zheng a lot of effort to dig him into the Municipal Bureau!"

Zhao Han had heard about it, but it was just rumors from the outside, so he didn't know the details. "Brother Yong, I have nothing to do now, tell me about it."

Huang Yong clapped his hands, shook his head twice, and started to sing, "My dear gentlemen, old and young, please don't think that I am clumsy, stupid, and have a messy pronunciation. Please sit tight and watch me push open the cowhide drum, knock open the three wooden boards floating across the river and sea, and sing a song for you to relieve your worries and boredom."

"Good!" With a cheer, Zhao Han stepped on the accelerator, feeling a little happier!

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On the other side, Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge got in the car and headed straight home. After a moment of silence, the latter said, "We still have to talk to Lao Yao about this matter today."

"Ok!"

Zhang Yiyan lowered his head and typed on his phone. It was rare to see him so silent. He usually talked a lot. He glanced at him and asked, "Did Director Zheng tell me about Qian Jia?"

He nodded, his tone heavy, "I've already reported it as a sacrifice in pursuit of the murderer. Now we can't catch him even if we want to!"

"Do you suspect that Director Zheng has a problem?"

Really nothing can be hidden, sighed, "It's a bit too hasty, so... Yanyan, what do you think?"

Zhang Yiyan spoke without even thinking, "I support Director Zheng's decision! He has his own considerations for doing this!"

"squeak!!!"

Yan Junge stepped on the brake pedal hard, shaking himself a few times. He looked at Zhang Yiyan in surprise, "Yanyan, why? I don't understand."

"We have sworn to always be honest, sincere, and firm in our beliefs!"

Zhang Yiyan also turned to look at him. Seeing that he looked a little frustrated and incredulous, he couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to stroke his cheek, "Did you make a scene today?"

"...yes!"

They all knew Zheng Enmin's character and believed that he was trustworthy. Qian Jia was just an ordinary soldier. If his death was hastily disclosed, it would chill the hearts of many people!

"But this reason..."

“Yan Junge, giving Qian Jia this title is nothing. What’s more important is to dig out the deeper and bigger cancer!”

Yan Junge's body stiffened, he nodded, restarted the car and set off.

Zhang Yiyan glanced at him a few times, then lowered his head slightly and sighed in his heart. Yan Junge hated evil and had a clear distinction between love and hate. He wanted to deal with everything in a realistic way, so they would argue at work during the day.

After entering the house, Zhang Yiyan went to take a shower. Rarely, Yan Junge did not bother him. He opened the refrigerator, took out a can of cold beer and started drinking it. He finished the can quickly, crushed the empty can and threw it into the trash can.

He took another can and sat on the sofa, looking a little gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Zhang Yiyan came out of the shower and didn't see Yan Junge. He blew his hair half dry, but he still hadn't come back, so he went outside to look for him. Seeing that he looked gloomy, he sat next to him.

"Yanyan, I told Yao Yuan about this matter. He just said he knew and went back to his room!"

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, "Are you unhappy?"

"Yanyan, I understand that the world is not black and white, but it happened around me. Seeing how much pain Lao Yao was in, and how he almost lost his life, I felt a little sad!"

He sighed, "I'm done with my feelings. I'll continue working tomorrow and try to bring those bastards to justice as soon as possible!"

"I believe you!" Zhang Yiyan was somewhat relieved that he adjusted his mood so quickly. He stood up and stretched out his hand, "Go back!"

He pulled her hard with his big hands, forced her to sit on his lap, and pecked her on the cheek, "Yanyan, there's still half a bottle of wine left, drink it with me!"

He took a sip, not giving the person in his arms a chance to refuse, and leaned over to feed her slowly, bit by bit. His sexy Adam's apple rolled back and forth as he swallowed the slightly cool wine.

The wine that he didn't have time to swallow flowed down the corner of his mouth and along his chin, slid over his sexy collarbone and into his clothes, wetting a small area.

A big hand pulled open the already loose bathrobe, and the bathrobe slid down to the wrists, revealing the snow-white skin. The thin chest was heaving, and Yan Junge was staring.

He buried his head in Zhang Yiyan's chest somewhat greedily, as if he felt the warmth of his tongue. The latter couldn't help but lean back, holding the big head on his chest with both hands, breathing rapidly.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang even louder in the quiet night. Zhang Yiyan's body trembled, and his eyes, misty with water, didn't react yet.

The doorbell rang twice more, and the man who had been working hard finally raised his head in annoyance, "Fuck, who ruined my good deeds in the middle of the night!"

Yan Junge picked up the trousers on the ground and was about to put them on, but Zhang Yiyan pushed him away and said, "Go back to your room and change your clothes. I'll open the door."

Rubbing his red cheeks, Zhang Yiyan had already put on his bathrobe again and pushed him again, "Go!"

"No, I want to see who is so blind as to come to my house in the middle of the night!"

He took two deep breaths, put on his trousers, and walked towards the door with a menacing look.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

Le Sheng pushed the barbecue in his hand forward and immediately threw a tantrum, "No, no, Brother Yan, please take us in for one night. It's getting dark and Haozi and I dare not sleep! It's not safe anywhere. I always feel like a zombie or something will jump out. You can't let us stay up all night again, please!"

Seeing Zhang Yiyan not far away, he continued to act like a spoiled child, "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you are a kind-hearted brother, please take us in for another night! We will sleep on the floor!"

Yan Junge covered his mouth, "Come in! Stop making noise!"

The two men walked into the house with awkward smiles. When he saw the two men's appearance, and then looked down at his Brother Yan, wow~~~no wonder he was so angry. The tent was already set up, and he came to take it down by himself. It was considered that Brother Yan had a good temper that he didn't hit himself!