boyfriend in the fridge

Lei Jun was a policeman from the grass-roots police station in Qingshan District. When Wang Yu was murdered, he had contacted the discipline and them and helped them investigate the case together.At this moment, the Municipal Bureau confirmed that Cui Cheng had finally driven into Qingshan District and disappeared in Qingshan District, so he notified the police in Qingshan District to help search for Cui Cheng.

After Lei Jun received this order from his superior, he took the initiative to work overtime.After normal off-duty hours, I bought a hamburger and squatted on the side of the road to eat, thinking about how to find it while eating.

The monitors must be calling, so he doesn't need to worry about it.If you can't even find the monitoring...then it can only be in those areas where the monitoring is not perfect...

If you want to say where the monitoring in Qingshan District is the least perfect... Lei Jun first thought of those countryside far away from the urban area.

He quickly finished eating the hamburger, and was going to take a look at the countryside closest to him at the moment.

However, when he came back from the countryside, he suddenly found that the information on his mobile phone had exploded.

The topic of a certain video is overwhelming on the Internet, and his various groups, whether it is a work group or a nonsense group, also talk about the video.

Just when he finished swiping the information, saw that the city bureau had quickly dealt with it, and was about to step on the accelerator and go home first, he suddenly heard a scream from a woman next to him——

"Help!"

"on fire!"

Lei Jun lowered the car window and looked out. In a small alley, a woman was leaning against the wall with her hands tightly covering her chest, trembling. In front of her, a man was approaching with a knife in his right hand——

Lei Jun's face darkened, and his sense of justice as a policeman suddenly came up, and he immediately opened the door and rushed out.

It was too late when the gangster noticed something rushing towards him - Lei Jun had already kicked him down.

"Police! Be honest!"

Seeing the gangster trying to get the knife that fell on the ground, Lei Jun stepped on his hand, shouted sharply, then stopped him, took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him.

The woman came back to her senses at this moment and breathed a sigh of relief.Leaning limply against the wall, she said, "Thank you, thank you, Comrade Police."

Lei Jun thought of the video and various information he saw on his phone just now, and said to her, "Hurry up and go home, it's too late and don't go out alone."

The woman nodded, thanked again, and slowly left while leaning on the wall.

In fact, it's not too late, it's not even nine o'clock, and many people's nightlife hasn't even started yet.

But in every corner of the city, it is much more active than usual.

The gangster was escorted away by Lei Jun, and the applause around him just now was no longer heard.

Lei Jun smiled sarcastically, how many people these days, when they see others in trouble, are really brave enough to help?

Because of the relationship with this gangster, he didn't go home and went to the police station first.

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Song Buzhi has also gotten into the car at this moment.

He got in the car, told the driver his destination, leaned on the back seat, closed his eyes, tried to let himself go, and kept saying to himself: "I'm not a butterfly, I'm not a butterfly, I'm not a butterfly, I don't want to eat nectar, I don't want to eat nectar, I don't want to eat nectar..."

He almost convinced himself, but when the car passed a cake shop, the sweet smell wafted from the shop——

Although this kind of sweetness is different from the sweetness of nectar, Song Buzhi was still so hooked that he couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.

After the Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, Song Buzhi held back again.

His hands, which rested steadily on both sides of his legs, clenched restrainedly.

The driver glanced at the guest in the back seat from the rear mirror inside the car, and saw that although his eyes were closed, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, obviously not asleep. After secretly trying to figure out the guest's mood, he said: "Young man, are you broken in love?"

Song Buzhi was constantly hypnotizing himself, and when he heard this sentence, he almost forgot what he was doing.He pretended he was sleeping and ignored it.

The driver waited for a while without him answering, and then looked in the rear mirror, thinking, this is so sad that he doesn't want to talk to anyone?Alas, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world...

As he thought about it, he murmured softly.

Song Buzhi heard it with sharp ears.

For some reason, the words "where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world" aroused his appetite again... nectar...

Fortunately, the driver didn't speak any more, and his constant hypnosis had some effect. Before he got home, he actually held back.

After driving from Qingshan District to Jinghua District, two hours passed, and it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Song Buzhi didn't expect to be disciplined and not at home.

Their bedroom in Bishuijiayuan is facing the place where Song Buzhi asked the driver to park at the moment. If Discipline is at home, the bedroom must have been turned on, but the room is dark at the moment.

Song Buzhi thought to himself, is he still working overtime... or is he looking for me...

The driver waited for a while and didn't see the customer paying, so he urged: "Young man, are you here? You pay me so I can go home from get off work..."

Song Buzhi gave a "hmm" and said, "Excuse me, please drive to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the one across the road."

driver:"……"

When the car arrived at the city bureau, Song Buzhi said, "Please wait a moment, I'll borrow some money."

driver:"……"

So this kid has no money?

Song Buzhi walked to the guard room at the door, asked the security guard to borrow money, paid for the car, and then quickly ran into the city bureau.

In the city bureau, all the people who are still working overtime are busy.

Along the way, Song Buzhi felt more and more doubts in his heart, thinking, even if Cui Cheng ran away, it wouldn't be like this...

Discipline is not in the office.

Song Buzhi met Yu Xiaonan first.

Yu Xiaonan's complexion was not very good, not at all what he usually looked like.When Song Buzhi saw her, she was walking forward with a stack of papers in her arms, walking in a hurry.

"Small……"

Before Song Buzhi finished speaking, Yu Xiaonan saw her and said quickly, "Are you looking for the Ji team? The Ji team is at the Technical Detective right now, just wait."

After Yu Xiaonan finished speaking, she continued to walk forward. Song Buzhi only had time to see a conspicuous name on the stack of papers she was holding——

Liang Guodong.

Liang Guodong, their chief, what happened?

When Song Buzhi followed Cui Cheng, Liang Guodong hadn't taken the initiative to leave and exposed himself. He didn't know that so many things would happen in just one afternoon and one night.

Discipline is absent and his office door is locked.Song Buzhi squatted outside the door and waited.

Everyone seemed so busy, and he wanted to help, but the aftereffects were still affecting him.

Roughly calculating the time, there is probably more than half an hour.

Now he is almost exhausted just restraining himself, and he is reluctant to speak normally - he is worried that he will not be able to help blurting out "I want flowers" and "I want to suck nectar" when talking to others.

...It would be nice not to help.

Nor did he dare to sit and wait in the office with the door open.

Because there are plants in every office.Although most of the plants are green plants without flowers, but... I still want to get closer when I see it.

Song Buzhi was really afraid that he couldn't help it, and would involuntarily rub his face against the plants... It's better to squat in the corridor.

Many people came and went and saw Song Buzhi, and someone probably told Discipline that he had returned.

In short, discipline came back much earlier than Song Buzhi thought.

Discipline saw at a glance that something was wrong with Song Buzhi, so he hurriedly opened the door and pulled him in.

As soon as he entered, Song Buzhi hugged him before Discipline let go or opened his mouth, lowered his head, and buried him in his neck.

"Honey... sweet..." After saying that, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

discipline:"……"

However, he also trembled.

Song Buzhi was still rubbing against his neck, Ji Ji took a deep breath, pulled him off his body, pushed him to the chair and sat down, put his arms on the armrests on both sides of the chair, lowered his head and asked him: "Possessed?" On what?"

Song Buzhi shook his head, smiled at him, and said, "Cushions, succulents, butterflies..."

The explanation was very honest, Discipline frowned and asked, "Three times?"

"Yeah." Song Buzhi nodded lightly and restrained himself for more than two hours. Now that he saw the discipline, he no longer wanted to restrain himself, so he said, "I want to eat nectar..."

discipline:"……"

Discipline went out for a while and then came back. He found half a bottle of honey from some office, took a spoon, took a spoonful, and brought it to Song Buzhi's mouth.

Song Buzhi opened his mouth and ate it without hesitation.

... Fuck, it's so sweet!

He screamed in his heart, but it was useless, his mouth wanted honey.

In the aftereffects of the last half hour, he ate up half a bottle of honey.

After the sequelae ended, Song Buzhi immediately jumped up from his chair, grabbed the cup on the disciplinary table and poured water into his mouth——

"My mother, it's so sweet to me!"

Discipline looked at him amusedly for a while, and felt that the pressure and sense of urgency brought about by Liang Guodong's incident disappeared temporarily.

A glass of water was not enough, Song Buzhi poured several more glasses of water, and only then did he feel that the sweetness in his mouth and stomach eased a bit.

"It's finally much more comfortable..." Song Buzhi exhaled, then turned his head to look at Discipline, and asked seriously, "What happened? Why do I feel that the atmosphere in your bureau is not right? Everyone is working overtime in the middle of the night ?”

Discipline rubbed the space between his brows and told what happened in the afternoon and evening.

"Ju Liang ran away?"

"And he wrote a letter admitting to the crime?"

Discipline: "Well, we expedited the handwriting identification, and it's confirmed."

Song Buzhi: "Where's Lu Haocai?"

Discipline: "Still in the interrogation room."

Song Buzhi: "He also admitted the crime?"

Discipline nodded.

Song Buzhi: "There will be no fraud, right? Is Lu Hao the one who will plead guilty?"

Discipline: "He's not pleading guilty, he's proudly showing off his 'masterpieces'."

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Discipline brought Song Buzhi to the monitoring room next to the interrogation room where Lu Haocai was imprisoned.

"Since he broke in in the afternoon and was arrested, Lu Haocai has been acting crazy." Disciplinary said, "As soon as Director Zhang asked about his murder during the interrogation, Lu Haocai proudly showed it off."

Zhang Ju was originally prepared that it would not be easy to pry Lu Haocai's mouth open, but he did not expect the reality to be the opposite.

Now looking into the interrogation room, Song Buzhi saw that although Lu Haocai was chained to the chair with handcuffs and anklets, his posture and expression seemed to be sitting on a throne, looking contemptuously at him. The subjects under their feet.

It was obvious that Lu Haocai's face was full of madness, and he slanted one corner of his lips high, as if this could show his aloofness.The emotion revealed in his eyes was more like falling into a kind of confusion.

"Boss Zhang contacted the city's spiritual experts and will come over tomorrow to show Lu Haocai." Discipline said, "We suspect that something is wrong with his spirit."

Song Buzhi pondered: "Is it a mental disorder caused by too much injection of 'M1'? Then your chief..."

Should he have injected more?

The expression in Ji Ji's eyes turned cold, and he said, "It's probably true."

Since Liang Guodong became famous, he has always been known for his calmness and rigor.This is not acting. Discipline has been in the Municipal Bureau for so many years, and he has been in close contact with him countless times. This is the character engraved in his bones.But now, Liang Ju has released such a video, a video that exposes himself and his team to the public——

It's not like his character.

With the living example of Lu Haocai in front of them, Liang Guodong might have...

If this is the case, then I'm afraid it's really hard to predict what he will do.

In the afternoon, Lu Haocai broke into the city bureau with a gun. Next time, Liang Guodong may directly bomb a densely populated area...

There must be someone on their team who is good at making bombs, one explosion, two explosions... all homemade bombs.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Discipline and Song Buzhi returned home.

Jin Dafa hadn't seen his owner for more than ten hours, and when they came back, they jumped up excitedly.

Song Buzhi hugged it, patted its hairy head, and said, "Fortunately, there is also Chang Fei to help walk the dog, otherwise Dafa will definitely pee at home if he can't hold back."

Discipline pulled Jin Dafa off Song Buzhi's waist, and said lightly: "If you urinate at home, beat him."

Jin Dafa didn't understand, thinking that discipline also wanted to hug it, so he moved closer to him affectionately, wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue.

Discipline put it aside and said, "Go and play by yourself." Then he urged Song Buzhi to take a bath.

Jin Dafa was neither angry nor annoyed, and leaned over again in a "deng, deng, deng" manner, hugging Discipline's leg.

Song Buzhi was amused and said, "Hey, why don't you just play with him for a while."

After the words fell, he walked to the bathroom and took a shower by himself.

After both of them took a shower and lay on the bed, Song Buzhi took the initiative to tell Discipline about his possession, very honestly.