Join the Anti-Explosion Bureau

After hastily finishing the plain noodles, Yan Junge quickly cleared the table and said, "You go back to your room and sit for a while. I will help you dry your hair later."

Zhang Yiyan raised his eyes and looked at him. This man was too considerate, "No, just give me the hair dryer."

"Your hair is so much and long. It takes a long time to blow it. Aren't you tired? I'll blow it for you while you rest." I put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink first, fearing that he would refuse again, so I stopped washing the dishes.

After saying that, he quickly washed his hands, wiped them dry, and then pushed Zhang Yiyan's shoulders back to the room.

Sitting on the sofa in the room, Zhang Yiyan did not stop him anymore and sat quietly with his back to him.

The drying cap was opened, the long hair was spread out, and the silent hair dryer was blowing very comfortably. Zhang Yiyan relaxed his body a little.

He picked up his long hair with his big hand and blew it carefully. He inserted the fingers of his left hand into his hair and gently shook it with the hair dryer on his right hand.

The two were so close that Yan Junge could smell the shampoo, which was the same as his own.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, feeling relaxed.

A few strands of hair blew into his face, and Yan Junge raised his hand to gently lift them away. Only then did he realize that Zhang Yiyan's eyes were dark and blue, "Yiyan, how long have you been sleeping since?"

Zhang Yiyan turned his head to look at him and shook his head, "It's okay, you can go out."

"Gudong." Yan Junge's Adam's apple slipped and he quietly turned his face away. The neckline of his light blue pajamas was a bit loose, and the collarbone under his graceful neck was highlighted, which was very touching.

",,,Okay, you have a good rest, I'll be outside."

Zhang Yiyan stretched out his hand, turned his fingers into claws, grabbed his long hair casually, and reminded, "Don't go out alone."

"No, I'm just outside."

"Ah."

Pulling back the quilt, lying on the soft big bed, Zhang Yiyan slowly closed his eyes.

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep in a strange environment, but I didn't know whether it was because I was too tired or something, but I unexpectedly slept well.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 4pm.

When I walked out of the room, I saw Yan Junge sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand and writing something.

Hearing the noise, Yan Junge raised his head and met Zhang Yiyan's gaze, smiling and saying, "Yiyan, you're awake."

"Well, what are you doing?"

He picked up the book on the table and handed it over, "It's nothing. Didn't you say you saw me getting shot?"

"So I'll list the suspects."

Zhang Yiyan looked at the people listed in the book and the reasons why he would shoot them, "It was written in quite detail."

Smirking and nodding proudly, he pointed at the book and said, "Hehe, it's okay."

"Zhao Qiang has three lives on his hands. He is currently on the run. He is an extremely dangerous person and can make his own guns."

"Given enough materials, I suspect he could have made a more dangerous weapon."

"But this guy is very cunning and has strong anti-detection capabilities, so he has never been caught."

"This Zhao Yu, Zhao Qiang's younger brother, is also an assistant. He has a simple mind, well-developed limbs, can box and kick, and can also use a gun."

"The guy below, Li Wu, was a gangster. He was fighting with others when he was caught. He spent 8 years in prison and was released just last month."

"There are a few more people, but the possibility is probably not as great as these three. I will add them later."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, "Show me the detailed information of these people tomorrow."

"Okay, I feel very at ease with you here." Yan Junge took the notebook back and put it away, smiling all the time.

"In a word, let's go out for a walk. It's not convenient for you to not have a mobile phone all the time."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, it was really inconvenient, "I'll go change clothes."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Ten minutes later, the two went downstairs and drove to the nearest shopping mall.

After getting off the car, they went straight to the mobile phone counter. The arrival of the two attracted a small crowd of onlookers. After all, their height of nearly 190cm and their good-looking appearance were very attractive. Especially when there are more beautiful and exquisite people beside them. When this combination appears, passers-by can't help but look sideways.

The beautiful salesperson came forward to say hello excitedly, "Hello, do you have any favorite models?"

Yan Junge came up to get the latest model, lowered his head slightly and asked in a soft voice, "In a word, would you like this latest model?"

He took it and looked at it. Zhang Yiyan didn't usually play with mobile phones. Zhang Tianming bought the previous one for him. The situation was urgent at that time. Zhang Tian flew to Zhang Tianyuan immediately at dawn tomorrow to discuss it before he had time to buy him a new mobile phone.

"That's fine, I don't want pink."

Yan Junge couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Okay, I won't buy pink." This was because he was scared of the pink cup, hehe.

"Excuse me, this is the latest model, blue, and has the largest memory."

"Just tear it down, we need to use it now."

The beautiful shop assistant nodded and smiled brightly. She didn't expect that the business ended so quickly without any introduction, hahaha.

Oh my gosh, the two of them match so well. There are pink bubbles between them!

"Sir, I'm so kind to your girlfriend. Beauty, I'm so envious of you."

The corners of Zhang Yiyan's originally raised lips suddenly froze, and he looked up at Yan Junge who was about to speak, but the latter directly raised his arms and put his arms around his shoulders, taking him into his arms and interrupting his words.

The other hand took the bag containing the accessories and said with a smile, "Beauty, you have really good eyesight. In one word, let's go."

After being carried out of the mobile phone store and finally let go, Yan Junge lowered his head and looked at him levelly, "Yiyan, don't be angry. The more you explain to her at this time, it will only attract the attention of others."

"You don't want to be watched, right? Don't you?"

",,," seems to be the truth, but it feels a bit strange.

"Come on, let's try the new phone."

As he spoke, he took out a phone card from his pocket and inserted it, "I happen to have a lot of phone cards at home, so you can go ahead and apply for it if you can."

",,,, um." It's true that he didn't take his phone card, it was still in the broken phone.

Pressing the number quickly, the person on the other end answered quickly, "Hello."

"Baby?"

"Ah."

",,," Yan Junge squeezed his palms, hey, this old man is not shy, baby, baby, he can't call me names.

No, doesn't Zhang Yiyan have a crush on herself? What's going on with Zhang Tianming?

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Zhang Yiyan who was on the phone. He actually said frankly that he was with him, which meant that the two of them were not in that kind of relationship.

After relaxing a little, I saw a bakery out of the corner of my eye, picked up a small strawberry cake, and paid the bill. Zhang Yiyan hadn't hung up the phone yet.

It seemed as if the other person had been giving instructions, and Zhang Yiyan occasionally responded.

He picked up the spoon, scooped out a piece of cream, put it in his mouth, and said, "One word, have a taste."

Zhang Yiyan raised his head slightly and looked at him with a rejection expression, but the other person brought it directly to his lips and had no choice but to take a bite.

After two more mouthfuls, Zhang Yiyan finally hung up the phone and frowned slightly, "I won't eat anymore."

"Don't you really like strawberries?" Yan Junge remembered seeing strawberries on his table before, and he would eat a few.

"The cream is a bit greasy."

"Then you eat a strawberry slowly." Then she dug up a strawberry and gave it to him.

Zhang Yiyan took a bite, lowered his head and logged in to his account. He was flooded with messages, mainly various group chats, and Yan Junge sent himself the most messages.

After browsing briefly, there was no reply, so I put the phone away.

"Don't eat."

"Okay, I'll eat it." Yan Junge gulped down the remaining cake. When he was throwing away the garbage, he happened to see Song Qing, with someone following him.

They had obviously seen themselves a long time ago, and the scene suddenly became a little embarrassing.