Erguotou and Brandy

"Dice!" Brandy yelled, pointing to the camera facing the agent's door and saying, "Here!"

Guo Ding speeded up, distractedly watching, and cursed.

A man in a black hoodie swaggered out of the house, then disappeared around the corner.

About 5 minutes later, four or five police cars came from outside one by one.

Guo Ding sighed and said, "Children, call an ambulance."

Brandy nodded.

"Yang Zhen...Feng Qing's manager died of excessive blood loss in the hospital just now. We suspect that the suspect did it." Guo Ding sighed, pressed his temple, and was replaced by a warm hand, forced to smile Finally, looking at Brandi's face, he continued, "Protect Feng Qing with all my strength."

Yang Zhen looked at Feng Qing who was frying eggs in the kitchen at a loss, and said firmly, "I will."

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing turned around and asked, before getting an answer, he was scalded by oil, and shook his hand with grinning teeth.

Yang Zhen put his mobile phone in his bag, walked over, and said, "Okay, okay, let me come. The god should not eat fireworks."

After speaking, he poured the battered eggs in the pan into the trash can, chopped some green onions, put the diced carrots and onions into the pan and stir-fried.

After frying the fried eggs, pour the boiled rice into it, simply put some salt, sprinkle with green onions, stir fry and pour it out of the pan.

Feng Qing took a bite with a wooden spoon and said, "Hey, I didn't expect you to be good at cooking."

Yang Zhen was taken aback, thinking of the big fool at home who was always sitting at the dinner table waiting for him to cook, he felt warm for no reason, and said: "Someone in the family can't cook, so let's learn by myself. Ah but Our heads are really good at cooking..."

"You mean, Officer Guo?"

"That's... the rice I cooked at the beginning is delicious. Every time I go to his house, I have to make a lot of servings for us to eat... What kind of chestnut chicken, salted fish and eggplant stew, spicy chicken, chopped pepper fish Head, what other miscellaneous home-cooked dishes, my head is very smooth..."

"I can't see it..."

"That's not..."

Wen Yun's face was ugly. In one afternoon, two or three small red pimples appeared on her chin. She scratched and drew a lot of clues on the transparent glass board.

"There are no special clues on Quduoduo, and the suspects are being dealt with more and more cleanly," Guo Ding said.

Brandy also shook his head, and said, "That person can't be found when he turns into a blind corner. There are no cameras there."

"Ah...Xiba! This man!" Wen Yun uttered a lot of strange swear words, and said, "Guo Ding, I thought of a way."

Guo Dian and Brandi looked at each other, and looked at Wen Yun.

"Do this? Is it okay... I'm afraid I can't handle it... And I don't have a gun..." Yang Zhen looked at Feng Qing who was doing the dishes, and said secretly.

Guo Di said: "It's okay, we'll come over right away, you just need to ensure Feng Qing's safety, and the murderer won't be able to catch up at this moment. Besides, there are still many fucking people outside the door." Yao that silly roe deer is here, why are you panicking..."

Yang Zhen pursed his mouth and muttered, "You're just a stupid roe deer..."

After speaking, while Guo Ding didn't answer back, he quickly hung up the phone.

"Let me reject this play?" Feng Qing said.

Yang Zhen nodded and said: "This murderer is a little obsessed with you. If he stops thinking about it, he might... um... go to the door directly and deploy the police in time. It will be much easier to catch the turtle."

Feng Qing was still a little hesitant, after all, the spearhead hadn't been pointed at him yet, and he rashly confronted the murderer directly, no matter how strong his mentality was, he couldn't accept it.

Seeing that Feng Qing was still hesitating, Yang Zhen thought about it, and threw out the last stalk.

"Just now... I received a notification that your manager has been killed..."

Feng Qing stared wide-eyed and said, "What?! You mean Old Wu? He...he didn't do anything at all!"

"He rejected Director Sun's play for you."

Feng Qing scratched his scalp a little irritably, and couldn't help saying: "This... this bastard..."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qing took out his mobile phone, angrily called Director Sun, and rejected the play.

According to the request of the police, Director Sun immediately held a press conference to publicize Feng Qing's refusal to act.

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