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The issue of principle is still not settled.

At night, Jin Zhou couldn't take a bath, so he had to ask Yang Shiyu to help him.

He was wearing only a pair of underpants, and sat obediently on the toilet seat, allowing Yang Shiyu to wipe his body with warm water.

From the base of the ear to the ankle, Yang Shiyu wiped it very carefully, not letting go of any corner.

Obviously his eyes are no different from washing dishes, as if Jin Zhou is just an item, but Jin Zhou feels dry mouth inexplicably, every time his fingertips touch the skin, it seems like Yang Shiyu is teasing him.

"Are you sure..." Jin Zhou asked unwillingly, "Aren't you going to sit up and move yourself?"

Yang Shiyu glanced at Jin Zhou indifferently, and suddenly increased the strength of his hands, rubbing Jin Zhou's chest flushed.

"Hey, did you do it on purpose?" Jin Zhou hurriedly put his arms across his chest to block the two little beans.

If Yang Shiyu continued rubbing, maybe someone else would stand up.

"I don't want to peel off my skin," Yang Shiyu twisted the towel again, "just shut up."

There is only one bed at home, no matter whether the principles are agreed or not, it will not affect the two of them sleeping together.

Yang Shiyu was still facing the window, with his generous back facing Jin Zhou.

Normally, Jin Zhou would have been entangled with an octopus long ago, but today's physical condition does not permit, he can only lie flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, always feel that there is nothing wrong with his legs. Comfortable.

"Hey, Yang Shiyu." Jin Zhou couldn't help poking Yang Shiyu's back with his elbow, "Don't keep pointing the back of your head at me."

Yang Shiyu didn't respond at all, not even changing the rhythm of his breathing.

"Are you asleep?" Jin Zhou turned his head to look, and another idea came into his mind, "If you fell asleep—"

Having said that, he pulled away Yang Shiyu's waistband and stuck four fingers in: "Your chastity will be forfeited."

Just as the fingertips touched the firm skin, Yang Shiyu grabbed the dog's paw.

Yang Shiyu lay down instead, glanced at Jin Zhou, and asked coldly, "Are you itchy again?"

"Let's chat for a while." Enduring the pain, Jin Zhou moved to Yang Shiyu's side, bringing their shoulders close together, "I can't sleep."

Yang Shiyu didn't respond, as if he was too lazy to speak, but he kept his flat posture and didn't move, which was acquiescence to Jin Zhou's proposal.

"Have you ever been convicted of illegal occupation?" Jin Zhou asked.

"Illegal occupation?" Yang Shiyu probably didn't expect Jin Zhou to talk about professional topics, "No, this is a personal accusation, and I don't encounter many of them."

The so-called personal prosecution means that no prosecution is ignored. As long as the victim does not mention it, the judiciary will ignore it.

On the contrary, for the crime of causing a traffic accident, for example, even if the victim has forgiven the defendant, the procuratorate will still prosecute the defendant.

"If I file a lawsuit with the court," Jin Zhou asked, "can I apply for a search warrant?"

This time Yang Shiyu didn't answer directly, but turned his head, looked at Jin Zhou and asked, "Someone took your things?"

"It's not me, it's my friend." Jin Zhou said, "A watch worth more than 40 yuan."

"You have to distinguish clearly whether it is occupation or theft." Yang Shiyu said, "If it is theft, the public relations agency will intervene."

"It's not theft." Jin Zhou hoped it was theft, so at least the police could file a case, "It was my friend who gave the watch to someone else."

"If you want to apply for a search warrant," Yang Shiyu paused, "meaning that the person doesn't admit that he has the watch?"

"Yes." Jin Zhou said, "Can I apply?"

"It's a bit reluctant." Yang Shiyu said, "It depends on the existing evidence and what the judge in charge thinks."

Jin Zhou knew something in his heart, knowing that the scope of this matter was very wide, and it all depended on whether the judge was willing to investigate seriously.

He suddenly thought of something, then poked Yang Shiyu with his elbow, and asked, "If this case happened to be assigned to you, wouldn't you happen to be able to help me?"

"You have a pretty good idea." Yang Shiyu said lightly, "Don't you know the avoidance system?"

"What avoidance system?" Of course Jin Zhou knew, but he pretended not to understand.

"If the judge, the parties to the case, or the agent are close relatives, or have an interest, or have other relationships that will affect the fairness of the case, they should avoid themselves." Yang Shiyu said in a business-like manner, "If your case is assigned to us , I will voluntarily withdraw from the trial."

The corners of Jin Zhou's mouth curled up, and he asked, "We are neither close relatives nor interested, so... what other relationship do we have?"

If the two are just strangers and neither cares about the other, then there is no need to avoid it at all.

On the other hand, if it causes unfairness, it just proves that the relationship between the two is indeed unusual.

Yang Shiyu didn't answer, he should have realized that Jin Zhou was digging a hole for him.

The smile on Jin Zhou's face became bigger and bigger: "Is it the relationship between husband and wife?"

Yang Shiyu pursed his lips, frowned and said, "It's the teacher and the students."

"I suddenly remembered something." Jin Zhou said again, "Our district court is so big, I've never met you before, you shouldn't have been avoiding me for a long time, right? How can this be a husband and wife? This is obviously an old couple."

Yang Shiyu looked over with a raised eyebrow: "Is this your new case?"

"Yes." Jin Zhou was still excited, "What's the problem?"

"Push it for me." Yang Shiyu said and turned over, "You can't get out anyway."

Jin Zhou: "..."

In the first few days, Jin Zhou really couldn't go out.

It wasn't that he didn't want to come out, and it wasn't that Yang Shiyu locked him up, it's just that his physical condition didn't allow it, and his wound always hurt when he walked.

Later, when the wound healed, he began to go out for a walk quietly during the day, and occasionally went to the car repair shop to sit.

Who made Yang Shiyu's forced love unqualified at all?

No chains were needed to tie him up, no wonder he ran around.

Gradually, Jin Zhou became more courageous, and openly put the melon seeds and soft drinks he bought on the coffee table, but Yang Shiyu clearly saw that he was out during the day, but he didn't say anything, so Jin Zhou basically got a good idea of ​​Yang Shiyu. Shi Yu's bottom line - as long as he doesn't go out at night, he's fine.

But the problem is that the bar manager Liu Qian mentioned doesn't go to work during the day, and it's impossible for Jin Zhou to find someone's house directly.

Originally, he wanted to discuss it with Liu Qian, or else forget about it, but this afternoon, Jin Zhou suddenly received a message from Yang Shiyu.

[Yang Shiyu: Work overtime at night, get home before nine o'clock. 】

Jin Zhou was so overjoyed that he almost didn't reply that he would be home at twelve o'clock, but he still didn't dare to show it in the news.

【Jin Zhou: Wife worked hard^_^】

After the news was sent out, Jin Zhou thought belatedly, this smiling face should not be exposed, right?

Before leaving, Jin Zhou habitually tidied up his clothes, but after searching in the closet for a long time, he suddenly found that something was wrong.

—Where are his nightclub clothes?

Why did Yang Shiyu pack up the clothes for him, either home clothes or sports clothes, how could he go out and hang out?

Reluctantly found a white shirt of Yang Shiyu. Since Yang Shiyu's shoulders were slightly wider than his, the white shirt was a loose fit for him.

After opening the neckline, it was somewhat sexy, but at least it was dealt with.

Putting on Yang Shiyu's black coat and baseball cap, Jin Zhou acted like a thief. As soon as the sun set, he sneaked out of the old neighborhood.

During the peak hours of get off work, the road was a bit congested, and when Jin Zhou arrived at the Paris Temple, it happened to be a busy time.

The Parisian Temple is indeed a paradise for rich women in the legend. The waiters are all young men, and their looks are not low.

Not long after Jin Zhou went in, a passing woman pinched his ass and winked at him, "Come upstairs to find me?"

Jin Zhou has long been used to the salty pig hands in the bar, and he didn't bother to respond, so he found an empty booth and sat down, but immediately another woman came over with a wine glass and asked him, "Are you also the young master here?"

"No." Jin Zhou concentrated on looking at the drink list in his hand, "I'm the uncle."

Seeing that he had no intention of chatting, the woman left the booth with a glass of wine in her hand.

Not long after, a man in a black uniform came over again, sat down diagonally across from Jin Zhou, and asked him, "Are you here alone?"

Jin Zhou raised his eyes and looked. Coincidentally, this person was Zhang Rui, the manager Liu Qian was talking about.

Before coming here, Jin Zhou knew in advance that the Paris Temple does not provide same-sex services, and the reason why he can attract Zhang Rui's attention is because there are always some colleagues here who come to poach customers.

"Alone, but not here to play." Jin Zhou put down the drink list, looked straight at Zhang Ruidao, "I have something to do with you, Manager Zhang."

"Looking for me?" Zhang Rui raised his eyebrows, "What's your business?"

Zhang Rui was indeed the person Liu Qian had taken a fancy to. He had a face with three-dimensional features. If he paid attention to his temperament, he should be very good, but he was wearing a strong perfume, which made Jin Zhou suffocate.

"I'm Sister Liu—that is, Liu Qian—'s lawyer. I want to ask you some details about the fact that you took away her Patek Philippe watch."

"Again?" Zhang Rui fell back on the sofa and lit a cigarette for himself, "It's useless to find the police, why doesn't she give up?"

"Did you take it?" Jin Zhou asked.

He didn't expect Zhang Rui to admit it, but he just wanted to see Zhang Rui's reaction, so that he could probably tell whether he took it or not.

"Is there any evidence?" Zhang Rui freed one hand, and poked Jin Zhou's shoulder heavily, "Fortunately, you are still a lawyer, so you showed the evidence."

Jin Zhou glanced at Zhang Rui's hand, but didn't answer.

"Or, you are not a lawyer at all, and she just found a bad boy to scare me?" Zhang Rui said, shaking the ash in the ashtray, "Do you think I was scared? Even the police can't do anything to me , How old do you think you are? Let me say it again for the last time, the watch is not with me, get out of here quickly, don't dirty my place. "

After hearing Zhang Rui's talk, Jin Zhou finally understood why Liu Qian was so sure that he took her watch.

If you really didn't take it, you might feel angry or wronged by being wronged like this, but in short, you wouldn't be so arrogant.

That's right, it's arrogance.

He seemed to be saying, that is, I took the watch and came to arrest me if I had the ability.

"It looks like it's really you?" Jin Zhou became a little interested, "Let me remind you, don't be ignorant."

"You reminded me?" Zhang Rui smiled, and used the walkie-talkie in front of his chest to call four or five tall security guards, pointed at Jin Zhou with his chin and said, "Get him out of here."

If it was normal, Jin Zhou wouldn't be afraid at all, at worst he would smash the wine bottle and put it against someone's neck, trying to reason with him.

But today he was injured, it was really inconvenient.

He was not afraid of the wound tearing, but he was afraid that the blood would stain his clothes, and it would be difficult to explain to Yang Shiyu when he turned around.

Four or five security guards quickly pushed Jin Zhou out of the gate, and he stepped down the steps unsteadily. Although he tried his best to stand still, he still couldn't avoid the wound, which hurt him for a long time.

He glanced at the flashing signboard of the Paris Temple, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and said in a deep voice, "Call me some people."

After smoking two cigarettes on the side of the road, Jin Zhou checked the time, and it was not yet 08:30, so he had time to go back.

After waiting for a while, seven or eight cars drove up on the road. More than 30 big men got out of the car. Hu Zi walked in the front and came to Jin Zhou and asked, "Brother Jin, who is bothering you?"

Jin Zhou didn't bother to explain, raised his hand, pointed to the gate of the Paris Temple and said, "Go."

A dense group of people flocked to the gate of the Paris Temple. The security guards on both sides of the gate couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the battle. Some went to the store to call for someone, and some wanted to stop Jin Zhou, but they were caught by the tiger. Push it away.

Thirty or forty big men crowded into the Parisian temple together, causing quite a commotion. The female guests left in fright, and even the waiters mostly hid.

Seeing this, Zhang Rui hurried over, with a little panic in his expression: "What are you doing? Are you hindering our normal business?"

"Camp, I didn't tell you not to camp." Jin Zhou put his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his chin to the brothers behind him, "Go find a seat and sit down, and order wine."

Jin Zhou and his brothers are very experienced in such things as "civilization smashing the field", and they all choose to sit in places with guests.

Now all the remaining customers in the store ran away, the security guards didn't dare to do anything easily, and the waiters didn't dare to step forward to take orders.

Sitting loudly by the bar, Huzi kicked down a high stool impatiently and shouted, "Where is the order? Are they all dead?"

The security guards in the Paris Temple have good faces and figures, but they look like fitness instructors, and none of them dare to speak out in front of Huzi's big arms.

Zhang Rui swallowed, looked at Jin Zhou cautiously, and said, "Brother, just now I... how offended you, how about we sit down and have a good chat? There is no need to make the atmosphere so tense."

"What kind of music is this?" Jin Zhou frowned, "It's so ugly."

Zhang Rui quickly waved to the DJ, raised his arms and made a big "X".

The bar was completely quiet, it looked empty and deserted, Jin Zhou picked out his ears and asked, "Who did you tell to get out just now?"

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Zhang Rui smiled flatteringly, "You said you were... a lawyer?"

"Don't think that cultural people are easy to bully." Jin Zhou imitated Zhang Rui's poking at him just now, and poked Zhang Rui's temple hard, "When I talk to you well, you fucking listen to me."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Rui lowered his head and responded again and again, but he seemed to think of something suddenly, raised his head again, and said to Jin Zhou, "Brother, that watch is really not with me, can you see it?" Sister Liu, did she remember wrongly?"

If Zhang Rui had had this attitude from the beginning, Jin Zhou might still be skeptical.

But seeing Zhang Rui's arrogant appearance just now, he thought this person was farting.

"Don't admit it." Jin Zhou said, "Then you'd better hide it for me, don't let me catch you."

"No, it's really not with me." Zhang Rui said awkwardly.

Jin Zhou stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Rui, and greeted the brothers behind him: "If you want to stay here and drink, feel free, and the money for the drink will be on my head."

"Brother, big brother," Zhang Rui said quickly, "Look, we still have to do business here."

Jin Zhou didn't bother to care about this, didn't he not give money, and didn't allow his brother to drink here?

But this place was deserted and there were no beauties. The brothers behind him discussed it and found it boring, so they decided to go back to their own territory.

Huzi got down from the high stool, knocked Zhang Rui aside, and asked Jin Zhou in a low voice, "Brother Jin, what watch does Sister Liu have?"

"It's okay." Jin Zhou waved his hand, "I'll take care of it."

A group of people were bustling out, when Jin Zhou's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

He took it out and looked at it indifferently, but when he saw the name displayed on the screen, his knees froze and he froze in place.

Oops, exposed.

He hurriedly asked the brothers around him to keep quiet, and some waiters who were clearing the tables and chairs stopped for no reason.

"Hello?" Under everyone's curious eyes, Jin Zhou answered the phone in fear, "Wife?"

Yang Shiyu's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a chill of three feet: "Get back."