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Zhou Fan wandered around the apartment, the decoration here is very simple, mainly in light gray tones, the whole house is made of wooden floors, and the furniture is mainly made of logs, but it is not the old heavy type, it is all cleverly designed fashion style.

He walked to the sound box near the TV wall, stretched out his hand and pressed the switch, rumbling, and the rock music that almost deafened him came from inside.Zhou Fan really regretted his messy actions, so he quickly pressed the switch.

Then he wandered around in the master's study, and finally found a hidden bookcase with a lock on the side. Zhou Fan broke the lock and saw some secrets that the master wanted to hide.He thought it was some valuable item like a passbook.

Who knew it was a bunch of men's magazines printed in cool clothes, and some things like rope handcuffs. The unopened ones might be gifts from the magazines.

These same-sex magazines purchased by mail from abroad not only have explicit covers, but also the contents are full of passion, and the pictures and texts are very provocative.Every magazine is full of traces of flipping through, almost as thick as two bulging magazines.revealed the owner's love for these magazines.

Zhou Fan put all the magazines back where they were, turned and went to the living room.

The sofa in the living room is long and light beige, and there is a multifunctional sofa of the same style next to it. Zhou Fan sat on it, and it was unbelievably soft.His back was very comfortable. He pressed the button to adjust his sitting position, lying half-lying in the most comfortable position, just waiting for the owner of the apartment to come back, as if this was his own home.

Probably after waiting for too long, he fell asleep and woke up, woke up and fell asleep again, and repeated several times before finally hearing the sound of the door opening.

The soft multifunctional sofa is probably also the apartment owner's favorite seat, because Zhou Fan hid in the dark, and saw the man throw the briefcase in his hand and go straight to the sofa.

Zhou Fan heard the man sigh comfortably on the sofa.He was just about to make a move to restrain the man, but he heard that the man was already snoring slightly, and fell asleep not long after lying on the sofa.

Zhou Fan dug out Han Jing's tattered copycat phone and found that it was almost twelve o'clock at night. No wonder the man was so tired that he fell asleep when he came back.At this time, he felt that he was very hungry, and he had already digested the noodles he had eaten at the food stall before.

Amid the man's sleepy snoring, Zhou Fan tied his hands and feet with tape, but the man didn't wake up.

He opened the refrigerator, flipped through a bag of dried noodles, and brought out half a bag of vegetables, half a box of white jade mushrooms, two ham sausages, and an egg in the refrigerator, and ordered a bowl of three fresh noodles in the kitchen.

The steaming hot noodles were on the table soon, and Zhou Fan started to eat slowly until he was almost finished.The man who fell asleep on the sofa finally showed signs of waking up.

After a while, he shook his head and realized that his hands and feet were bound.He looked around in disbelief, trying to find the person who bound him, but saw someone eating slowly at his family's dining table.

Zhou Fan finished his noodles and walked up to the man.Seeing the other party's surprised expression.

"Han Chen?!" The man was stunned for a moment, then yelled, and then frowned. Han Chen had already been arrested, so he ran out, "How did you escape?"

"Hello, Lawyer Fu. I'm not Han Chen, I'm Han Chen's older brother, Han Jing." Zhou Fan introduced himself, "I'm not here for Han Chen's case, and it doesn't matter how many years he's been sentenced. , I just want to know when Luo Ming's DNA identification report will come out."

"Luo Ming's DNA identification report, what do you want that for?" Fu Heng frowned. He knew that he would encounter many things in his work, but he didn't expect that someone would come to his house directly.

He felt chills all over his body, and his skin was covered with goosebumps. He tried hard to keep calm, but beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.When he entered the door, he didn't feel anything strange at all.When did Han Jing enter his house?

Zhou Fan showed a strange smile, like the incredible smile that an authoritative teacher would show when he heard that a student who had always been weak dared to resist.

He paced slowly, and his low-quality leather shoes made a sound of stopping and stopping on the wooden floor.

"Have you installed a sound insulation layer in your house? The sound insulation effect should be very good. You can play such loud rock music," Zhou Fan walked in front of Fu Heng, "so you didn't make a big noise because you knew it would be useless ?"

The cold sweat on Fu Heng's forehead dripped from his temples, pattering, hiding in the collar of the suit he hadn't taken off.

"It should be said that you are indeed a lawyer. You can still be so calm in this situation, or..." Zhou Fan reached out and stroked his forehead lightly, and sprayed hot air on the opponent's face, "You are just pretending to be calm. ?”

Zhou Fan covered the opponent's warm neck with his hands, where the arteries throbbed violently. He slowly tightened the strength of the gown on his hands, and the opponent's hands and feet struggled frantically, but in vain.

Fu Heng's throat made a "creaking" sound, like the sound of bones scraping on rough ground.On the verge of desperation, Zhou Fan let go of his hand.Fu Heng panted heavily. He had never felt that it was such a wonderful thing to have air to breathe in his life.

"So, now, can you answer my question carefully and seriously, Lawyer Fu?" Zhou Fan moved a chair and sat opposite Fu Heng, and asked in a clear and peaceful voice, as if he did everything right. It is so aboveboard and there is no flaw that can be criticized.

Fu Heng hung his head in silence.

"Perhaps, you saw the old man in Songbai Nursing Home, what's his name, Fu Qin or Fu Yu... Oh, it's Fu Qiang, maybe he would be willing to say." Zhou Fan whispered in his ear like a devil. like words.

"Luo Ming's DNA report has been expedited, and it will come out the day after tomorrow." Fu Heng gritted his teeth, and spit out words that he should not have said in violation of professional ethics.

"The day after tomorrow..." Zhou Fan thought, "I think Luo Ming is living a good life now, which is quite in line with his duty. It's actually not good for him to inherit such a large amount of property at once, and he doesn't know how to use it either. You might go astray, don't you think?"

Fu Heng turned his face to one side, and instead of looking at Zhou Fan, he just listened to him talking to himself.

"What do you think? Change the DNA report, and Luo Ming will no longer be your employer's parent-child. In this way, your employer's large inheritance will be entrusted to the fund trusteeship organization under your name. What do you think?"

"...Luo Ming is an outsider, even if he inherited such a large amount of property, he will still entrust it to me." Fu Heng lowered his head, but he was unwilling to follow Zhou Fan's words.

"I really don't cry without seeing the coffin," Zhou Fan chuckled, turned and went to the study room, and threw the magazine in the secret place and the sex toys presented by the magazine in front of Fu Heng.

Fu Heng's face suddenly turned pale.His sexuality has always been kept secret and has never been revealed.In their business, word of mouth and image are very important, and they need the trust of others and customers. Once there is such a stain that will destroy the trust, it will cause great damage to his reputation.

"You seem to like this book the most. After reading it many times, the binding thread is broken. Tsk tsk, it turns out that you like this kind of muscular man. You will feel very good when you are pressed down by this kind of muscular man like a stone. Let's go." Zhou Fan unfolded the magazine and found an exposed illustration inside. It showed a strong black man stuffing a Coke bottle into the body of a young white man. "Are you particularly envious of this little boy? How many pictures do you take?"

"No...don't...please don't do this..." Fu Heng's cold sweat broke out even more. For a person like him who values ​​face more than his life, Zhou Fan's threats are obviously more effective.

"Take more photos, put together a full set of sexy photos, send them to your colleagues and your dad, let everyone know about your interesting little hobbies, what do you think?" operate.

The photos taken by his junk knockoff phone are blurred and can't be seen clearly.So he went to Fu Heng's study, took a digital camera, and started shooting.

In the beginning, it was just an ordinary photo of being tied up, but afterward, regardless of Fu Heng's struggle, the photos Zhou Fan took of him became cooler and larger in scale.

When the shooting was finally finished, Zhou Fan directly used the printer at Fu Heng's home to type out a copy of all the photos and scattered them around Fu Heng.Fu Heng's face was ashen, his body trembling constantly.

Zhou Fan untied him, he staggered to his feet, picked up the photos, and tore them to pieces.

"I still have a backup here, and I have uploaded several copies to the cloud space. Do you think it will be useful to tear it up?" Zhou Fan stood next to him with his shoulders in his arms.In fact, he doesn't have cloud storage space, he just finished shooting, how can he have the space to upload.

But obviously Fu Heng believed it, and his hands were trembling as he buttoned his clothes.

"You, I'll give you whatever you want, if you don't want it, don't spread those photos..."

"Then, just do as I said, and let Luo Mingan live his life in peace." Zhou Fan saw Fu Heng stand up, and the seat of the functional sofa was given up, so he sat on it consciously , Close your eyes and doze off.

There was a strong wind from the side, Zhou Fan moved his head aside, and Fu Heng grabbed a pair of scissors in his hand and poked it into the original position of his head.Zhou Fan stretched out his foot and grabbed Fu Heng's arm vigorously. The scissors fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and a few wisps of sawdust were thrown from the floor.

Fu Heng lay on Zhou Fan's body in the posture of throwing himself into his arms.

"What? You've taken a fancy to me, do you want to have a fling with me?" Zhou Fan jokingly looked at Fu Heng's distraught handsome face, "For the sake of your good looks, I can barely agree to your request." .”

"Go away!" Fu Heng was furious, struggling to get up, but was held back by Zhou Fan, unable to get up no matter what.

"Really, you pissed me off." Zhou Fan frowned. He pushed Fu Heng to the ground, adjusted the digital camera on the other side to automatic shooting, and pointed the screen at the sofa.

He lowered his body, covered Fu Heng's mouth, and pulled him to sit on the sofa in a riding position and kept shaking. Although nothing really happened on the sofa, it was completely like two men having sex in the picture. Not only Fu Heng's face, but also Han Jing's face can be clearly seen inside.

Zhou Fan changed his posture again and stripped off Fu Heng's clothes. The picture looked more like that.Fu Heng was struggling, but his physical strength was not as good as Zhou Fan's. Although Han Jing's body looked thin, Fu Heng couldn't match the strength of his hand that he trained by making hundreds of egg pancakes every day.

After more than ten minutes, Zhou Fan got up and turned off the digital camera.

"There are photos and videos," Zhou Fan looked at Fu Heng, "The lawyer and the same-sex lover conspired to kidnap the client's son in an attempt to obtain a huge amount of property. Is such a headline sensational enough? It's gossiping and curious, and you, a lawyer, do it too." Is it over?"

Zhou Fan stood, condescending, and looked at Fu Heng who was sitting on the floor in a daze. "Or, you can agree to my small request and change the DNA certificate. What does Attorney Fu think?"