Settled in the sweet spot

An Xu returned to the sofa in the small living room without much hope, next to him Tang Sancai and Shen Long were playing games with their heads facing each other, Xie Xiaoshan rarely hid in his small invention room, but leaned beside Shen Long to watch curiously. He plays games.

Suizi was in the outpatient room to test the drug pin they brought back from Xiaoyao Palace. The old house probably went to play chess with Uncle Zhang at the entrance of the alley. These two people have a bad temper. After playing chess every day, the two of them almost got angry. When we were about to break up, we made an appointment to come back tomorrow, day after day.

Staring at the ceiling boredly, An Xu was thinking about what happened at noon. When they took Sister Hong away, the other people in Xiaoyao Palace didn't pay attention, so the people there were not alert for the time being.

The bubble gum in his mouth was almost tasteless, but He Zheng came out of the reference room before long.

"Come on, Xiao Shan, try my game, it's very simple." An Xu heard Shen Long say.

Tang Sancai was furious, "Dalong, you're out of your mind. In the final round, it's two-on-two. Xiaoshan is good, hey, don't touch that..."

Xie Xiaoshan was one step ahead of Tang Sancai. He had seen them play this game before, but the left hand controlled the movement and the right hand was responsible for firing. While Tang Sancai was talking, he saw a head protruding from the opposite building.

Xie Xiaoshan calmly pressed the fire button and shot at the man with the machine sight. Half of the bullet was fired and he saw the other half of the head.

Tang Sancai's eyes lit up, he threw the phone on the sofa with a flick of his hand, stretched out his arms and pinched Xie Xiaoshan's tender face, "Odd, darling! Awesome!"

Shen Long, with sharp eyes and quick hands, knocked Xie Xiaoshan's hand away just after Tang Sancai pinched his face, leaned back on the sofa with his back straight, and asked Tang Sancai back with his arms around the calm Xie Xiaoshan.

"Caimei~ Dad doesn't force you, you tell everyone yourself, is it because you are out of your mind? How dare you despise us Xiaoshanshan when you play games like that?!"

The special security team fights each other every day. As long as they are not in front of the rigid and serious old house, Shen Long and Tang Sancai are keen to be each other's father.

Tang Sancai snorted and put on a rascal look, "Unless you deliver the rest of the courier today, we won't talk about it."

"Okay!" Shen Long was very cheerful, "I will give it to you, you can say it..."

"Ding dong~" When the notification sounded on the phone, An Xu, who had been slumped on the sofa, came back to life with blood, and his eyes were about to fall into the phone.

He Zheng's profile picture is all black, and at first glance it matches An Xu's profile picture with a big green bubble inexplicably.

The corners of An Xu's mouth turned up again, and he skillfully typed a long string of words in the dialog box, expressing his sincere remorse, and expressing that he deeply realized his mistake, and went to He Zheng's circle of friends after posting , as An Xu expected, He Zheng was so boring that he exploded.

Apart from sharing a weather forecast last fall, this guy has no activity.

An Xu clicked his lips and asked Tang Sancai casually, "Does He Zheng believe in Buddhism?"

Shaking the phone towards Tang Sancai, there was still He Zhengkong's empty circle of friends on it, Tang Sancai understood, and put his lips close to his nose.

Shaking his head, he said, "I think he should believe in Prime Minister Turtle in Journey to the West. His belief is that he can live a long life without 'moving' like a mountain."

An Xu smiled, and held his mobile phone to send a voice message to He Zheng, "My great team leader and online neighbor, if I have not guessed wrongly, you are going to interrogate the person we caught at noon today. Come out of the room... ha, sneeze!"

With a slip of his hand, An Xu uttered the sneezing voice. He rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger, annoyed that his health was so poor now, and his fever had not recovered in the past two days.

He lowered his head and wiped the gap between the screens. Someone opened the door of the reference room in the innermost part of the living room. An Xu turned his head and flew over, taking out the lighter he bought casually when he was buying bubble gum outside the alley, and typed it in front of He Zheng's eyes. A cluster of flames, smiling obsequiously.

"Where is the leader's cigarette? Quickly take it out and let me light it up for you~"

After finishing speaking, he blinked fiercely at He Zheng.

The eyes of the tall man with lightly closed eyelids were like black ink. He took An Xu's lighter and raised his hand to put it on a photo frame on the photo wall in his left hand. His deep voice really sounded like a subwoofer was built into his throat.

"Take you there."

As soon as his words fell, An Xu's face turned black with a smile.

It wasn't until the two of them left the courtyard that An Xu understood why He Zheng was willing to take him to interrogate Sister Hong without saying a word.

Because, Bai Ping An is out of oil.

He Zheng usually refuels the car when he is out on missions. These days, Zheng Xiaozhen and the white gloves were a little caught off guard, so He Zheng was so busy that he forgot to refuel.

With a drooping face, An Xu asked the man next to him who agreed to take him to the police force just because he wanted to rub the car.

"Didn't Dalong say that you have two cars?"

A Mercedes-Benz G, a Jeep.

Shen Long said that on the first day He Zheng drove to the big G, those street photographers took photos and posted them on the Internet. He Zheng caused a lot of curiosity because the car is more handsome than the man.

The special security team is an existence between the national security and the special forces. It is an absolutely confidential unit. In order to pretend to have hidden in the alleys, all of them must remain anonymous as unknown soldiers.

So the low-key He Zheng bought another unremarkable military green jeep the next day, and Xie Xiaoshan tried his best to erase all the photos that were posted on the Internet in the virtual world.

Whatever An Xu asked, He Zheng had an expressionless face anyway, "I don't want to leave."

An Xu's shoulders slumped, "Then wait for them to accumulate dust in the garage? Could it be that your car will increase in value if it accumulates dust?"

He Zheng was too lazy to open his mouth, and glanced at An Xu coolly, "Concentrate on driving."

When they arrived at the criminal police team, they first saw Xiao Fang with a frowning face. Xiao Fang said that Sister Hong's mouth was tougher than any other prisoner before, and she refused to explain even though they were both soft and hard.

An Xu patted him on the shoulder to make Xiao Fang feel more relaxed, "Is her file retrieved?"

Xiao Fang frowned, "Hurry up, hurry up, she doesn't know where to find the relationship, she has changed her identity several times, she is really supernatural."

An Xu smiled at him, "Find the file and send it to us, and you can leave it alone."

Xiao Fang went to the information office to urge people, An Xu followed He Zheng into the interrogation room, where they had been here two days ago, and the girl who was innocently involved in this vicious circle was already dead.

Contrary to the dead Zheng Xiaozhen, An Xu could see that this woman was willing to engage in this black business, so he didn't ask any questions, and looked at Hongjie's outfit that she hadn't changed bit by bit.

The makeup is exquisite, and her age is estimated to be about 35 years old. Unlike Zheng Xiaozhen, she has the courage to look directly at them and is not afraid to exchange eyes with them. She is a brave and confident person.

There are fashionable jewelry on the ears and neck, but not on the hands. The nails are bright white, and there are dots of glitter on them. This person likes to dress up, but there is no decoration on his hands. There is no wedding ring on his hands at this age The traces are either unmarried or divorced.

There are two cuts of different depths on her right index finger connected to the nail cover. If it is a fruit knife, the possibility of being scratched twice in a row is very small, so it can only be scratched by the blade when cutting vegetables at different times.

Although she couldn't see any traces of life in her whole body, An Xu's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything and see the essence clearly, and he spoke with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why does a rich and beautiful lady cook and do housework herself? It must be someone in the family who needs to be taken care of. You have changed your identity several times, and you have a posture that does not require a man to participate in your life. It seems that the family Have a baby."

Hearing this, the rock-solid woman suddenly shook her shoulders, and panic flashed across her face for a moment.

An Xu seized that moment, and continued to ask, "Is it my daughter? If you were a son, you wouldn't need to wash clothes by hand. The washing powder or laundry detergent still smells like flowers, and boys definitely don't like it."

The woman froze.

He Zheng took the opportunity to threaten ruthlessly, "Ten minutes, if you don't say anything, I will call your daughter over."

The author has something to say:

A little bit of disclosure in advance, in fact... He Zheng is a rich second generation of hin [Shh]

The original name has been changed, because of being caught by the river, everyone forgive me.

Thank you "Sweet Poached Egg" for the nutrient solution irrigated by the cutie x2, what about you ＾3＾