Balancing

Throughout the whole night, Lu Heng Jianming didn't close his eyes for half a minute.

Before the police came, they quickly inspected it. The tragic scene was obviously vandalized, including the paintings on the wall. All the drawers and cabinets were opened and smashed into pieces. The sofa was hit hard from the center by a sharp object. A cut was made, and the white flakes scattered all over the ground.

Jian Ming rushed into his younger sister's room, and the scene in front of him made him feel sick to his stomach. All the plush dolls were disembowelled, and the bed suits were all cut, as if to vent his anger.The photo with Qiqi placed on the bedside did not escape bad luck. It was cut off from the neck, which was really cruel.Both Jian Ming and Lu Heng were sure that this was not an ordinary burglary, and it was probably related to the poisonous king, but for safety reasons, they still called the police, and Lu Heng also contacted Yan Donglai in time. At this moment, there was another quarrel on the phone .

"Captain Yan, why didn't your people see anyone entering his house? Isn't there someone guarding him?" Lu Heng was a little out of breath, and his tone was very aggressive.

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"What do you mean? With Lao Tzu here, why do you tell your people to fuck with us? What are you doing with us? The people in your team are addicted to watching our drama? Uh? Jian Ming's house was fucking smashed It's a mess."

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"Come on, Yan Donglai, I can put him in danger if something happens? Don't you just think that the poison king can only be caught where he is? Don't think that I don't know your plan."

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"Okay, okay, I'm irrational, I'm impulsive, you are right, how do you deal with it now? Tell me, how do you want me to leave him now, tell me."

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"Lao Tzu puts my grandma's heart on my shoulders."

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Just by listening to Lu Heng's more rude reply, he could guess what was said on the other end of the phone. Jian Ming didn't say a word, and waited quietly for him to hang up the phone before making a cold sound.

"Why are you angry at Captain Yan? Does it have anything to do with him?"

"Why doesn't it matter? He is a lunatic who is only thinking about catching the drug king and solving the case. Crack the case and catch the drug king. Damn, I doubt whether he can protect you safely." Lu Heng lit a cigarette angrily, with a very depressed expression on his face.

"Without you? Can't you protect me?"

"Of course I can, I..." Lu Heng paused and said firmly, "I will protect you, don't worry."

Lu Heng has never been so active in worrying about anyone since he was a child. Since becoming a special police officer, protecting the people has become a bounden duty, but Jian Ming has given him an extra layer of responsibility and responsibility in this bounden duty. A sense of mission to take care of with all your heart and soul.