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Lu Kun first yawned, then leaned back very relaxedly, looked at Jiang Ming with half-closed eyes, and said, "I prefer an eye for an eye."

A light sentence is as easy as reciprocating courtesy.

"An eye for an eye..." Jiang Ming sneered and said, "Then what's the difference between you and them?"

the difference. . . . . .Lu Kun leaned back on the sofa, staring at the spotlights around the ceiling, and after a while, he replied: "I'm not from the same way, is that a difference?"

For some reason, Jiang Ming suddenly remembered Lu Kun's eyes again. With a deep voice, he pointed to the west bedroom door and said, "You sleep in the guest room. I have to get up for work at 07:30 tomorrow morning. You should leave before then."

Lu Kun didn't say yes or no, but asked him: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a thief?"

The corner of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched, this question was on the path he had already planned, "It doesn't matter, anyway, you have been captured by several cameras downstairs, and by the way, my house also has them."

He made an ok gesture, "Three places"

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom. He wanted to take a shower before going to bed, but he heard Lu Kun calling him after he took two steps.

"Hey! Uncle Policeman"

Jiang Ming turned around, "What's wrong?"

Lu Kun reached into his clothes, patted his belly twice, and said, "I'm hungry."

"..."

Although Jiang Ming was not injured, he was also drenched in the rain and felt extremely uncomfortable. He let out a sigh of relief, it seems that this buddy is relying on him. . . . . .Jiang Ming regretted that he was meddling too much, but on second thought, he decided to forget it, it was saving his life anyway.

He went straight to the bathroom and left two words: "Wait"

Everyone could hear the impatience, but Lu Kun smiled. He licked his teeth, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Ming came out wearing long pajamas with a belt around the waist, and went straight into the kitchen without looking at Lu Kun.

Lu Kun didn't care, and he was still lying there like an old man. From time to time, the sound of "ding ding dong dong" came from the kitchen, which should be made by someone who can't cook.

Is he tearing down a gas line? . . . . .

After a while, Jiang Ming slowly came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, and stood in front of Lu Kun, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

"Get your feet off!"

Lu Kun obeyed obediently.

"Let's eat, this is the first time I cook for others, so the taste can't be guaranteed, go to sleep after eating, and don't make any noise, I'm a shallow sleeper, I can't fall asleep when there is movement"

"Why are there no eggs?" Lu Kun stirred the noodles in the bowl, apparently not taking Jiang Ming's words at ease.

"...and no ham either"

Jiang Ming pinched the strap of his pajamas with one hand and twirled around, saying: "Noodles with ham and eggs are a high-end match, and it would be good if I can make a standard match."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, looking like a stinky fart.

Lu Kun stared at the bowl of noodles with an unknown taste and swallowed.

Will it be poisonous?

Will you die if you eat it?

It's true that life is tested everywhere. . . . . .

Jiang Ming fell asleep within 2 minutes of lying down, and he was distracted when he was half asleep and half awake, listening to the sound in the room. It was quiet, and he continued to sleep without any scruples.

When Jiang Ming was woken up by the alarm clock early the next morning, he raised his hand and pressed it off. Instead of sleeping another 10 minutes as usual, he immediately got up and walked out of the bedroom.

The door of the guest room was open, the quilt was half lifted, and there were faint traces of sleeping on the bed sheet, a long strip.

The sneakers on the insoles were gone, too.

Lu Kun left very faithfully, before the stipulated time.

Jiang Ming went to the balcony and opened the window. It rained last night and the air was very fresh. He raised his head and took a few breaths, and felt much better immediately.

It was Jiang Ming's habit to get up early every day to smoke a cigarette, but he went back to the house and looked around for a long time, but he couldn't find the pack of cigarettes he bought yesterday, and the ashtray and his lighter disappeared together.

The last time he saw them seemed to be on the coffee table last night, but. . . . . .No.

After turning around a few times, Jiang Ming finally found his lighter and an empty cigarette case under the window of the balcony, while the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, stacked neatly, it was hard to imagine smoking What was the state of mind of the person at that time.

Oh shit!

Lu Kun emptied a whole box of Zhongnanhai. . . . . .

Saved his life, and set up a pack of cigarettes, no, there was also a bowl of noodles, it was the first time in his life that he cooked for someone else, and he fed it to the dog!

Jiang Ming took a deep breath to calm down the urge to open his mouth to curse, he had to go to wash up, today Friday, the brigade has a meeting at [-] o'clock, he can't be late.

There was a "crash", the slippers seemed to have stepped on something, Jiang Ming looked down, it turned out to be a piece of paper, which was not there just now. . . . . .

It may have been blown to the ground by the wind when the window was opened.

Jiang Ming picked it up and looked, and there was a line of words crookedly written on it.

"Uncle policeman, I have to explain something. There is no surveillance camera downstairs that captured my face. As for yours, hehe, you forgot to turn it on... Also, you are a man pretending to be at home. Isn't the monitoring abnormal?!"

Jiang Ming frowned, feeling more and more stuffy as he looked at it, he grabbed the paper and rubbed it in his palm a few times, then threw it into the trash can.

Lu Kun wore off his clothes.

This is what Jiang Ming realized after he walked into the bathroom, because he saw that the clothes Lu Kun took off yesterday were still on the bathroom floor, the school uniform he used to disguise his identity, and a pair of dark blue jeans.

When Jiang Ming picked up the school uniform and was thinking about what to do with it, he heard something fall. He looked sideways at the floor tiles, which seemed to be some kind of certificate.

He bent down to pick it up and saw that it was exactly as he guessed, and it was also an ID card.

Now it's a bit interesting.

Jiang Ming carefully looked at the ID card in his hand, the name: "Lu Kun"

It seems that he really didn't lie about his age. . . . . .Calculating from the date of birth, he should be 28, one year older than Jiang Ming, but he looks good. . .It's the same as fucking eighteen.

The ID card was put on the corner of the coffee table, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and a revenge-like pleasure emerged from the bottom of his heart.

At 08:30, Jiang Ming rushed to the unit and stopped by to say hello to the guard Li Qiang.

"Qiangzi, are you on duty today?"

Li Qiang waved at Jiang Ming and said, "Morning Brother Shui, your captain just went in and followed you."

"Ah, let's talk then"

Jiang Ming quickened his pace, changed into his police uniform at the first gate, and went through two gates to his office. As soon as he entered the room and threw the key on the table, he saw Captain Zhang waving at him.

"Jiang Ming, go and see if anyone else is here, who is still missing, why are there not many people in the meeting right now?!"

Jiang Ming straightened his back instantly, "Got it!"

Although Zhang Dadui is the kind of naturally smiling person, he is really upset. . . . . .Thinking of Jiang Ming's neck getting cold, he hurriedly started looking for people from room to room.

Jiang Ming's current position is an instructor. Although he is not a high-ranking official, he still has a title. The juvenile correctional center where he works does not have many prisoners, so the job is relatively easy compared to adult prisons.

The meeting ended at 09:30 in the morning, less than 10 minutes later.

Walking out of the conference room, colleague Huang Rui patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder and said, "Brother Shui, when is your shift?"

Jiang Ming turned his head and saw Huang Rui smiling evilly, his face trembling, instinctively guessing something, he tilted his head aside, and said, "What? Are you going to play with me again?"

Huang Rui was not embarrassed by Jiang Ming's indirect point of view, he just scratched his hair, and said with a flattering smile: "I have an appointment tonight, you help me to be worth today, and I am worth tomorrow."

beautiful woman?Have an appointment?

"If the shift is changed, then I will take three days off tomorrow and the weekend. You will let me do such a good thing?"

"Give it to you!"

"But tomorrow, the family members will visit Team Zhang and ask me to monitor, what's the matter?"

Huang Rui shook his head at him and said, "I'll take your place, I'll talk to Team Zhang later"

Such a big sacrifice?

Jiang Ming couldn't help laughing twice, and said, "Then you tell me who is beautiful and I will agree, okay?"

After hearing this, Huang Rui looked around, and said in a low voice: "There is a little girl from the financial department of the female prison next door. up"

What I want to mention here is that the "Second Aunt" in Huang Rui's mouth is the political commissar of the women's prison, a heroic figure who walks with wind. . .mighty woman.

Jiang Ming's eyeballs rolled around, seeing Huang Rui's saliva almost dripping, and thinking that he had nothing to do today, so he agreed to him. This fat man was so happy that Jiang Ming secretly felt for him. Squeezing sweat, for fear that his fat body will scare away the "beautiful woman".

Back in the office, Jiang Ming saw Sun Zhisheng hurriedly putting on his police uniform. He didn't see him at the meeting in the morning, so he probably just came.

Seeing Jiang Ming enter the room, he hurriedly said, "Hey! Brother Shui, did Team Zhang look for me?"

Sun Zhisheng joined the work a year later than Jiang Ming. He is usually joking and always forgets things. A typical second-year middle school youth probably forgot about the meeting today.

Jiang Ming walked to his own table and sat down, and said, "Surrender yourself, Captain Zhang is very angry, and the consequences will be serious."

"Fuck!"

Sun Zhisheng was about to run away, but Jiang Ming hurriedly called him, "Come back! Come back! I'm kidding you, he didn't even mention you"

This morning's mood went up and down like a roller coaster, Sun Zhisheng raised his hand and fanned the sweat off his face twice, and asked Jiang Ming, "What instructions are there for today's meeting?"

Jiang Ming took out the police report from his trouser pocket and put it on the table, saying, "It's nothing, just to rectify the morals, and by the way, I mentioned that the family members will visit the prison tomorrow."

"Didn't you say that two days ago?"

Jiang Ming stared coldly at him, Sun Zhisheng pursed his lips, and smiled a little weakly, "Yes, the specific work has to be implemented, the leaders are really busy every day, the subordinates are ashamed, ashamed."