ruffian detective

When Shen Yan woke up in the morning, his temples were still aching.

What was even more surprising was that the watch pointed to nine o'clock.

He suffers from insomnia all the year round, and faint headaches have almost become a habit, but it is really rare to be able to sleep until dawn, probably the first time in the past few years.

Shen Yan sat up and leaned against the bed and rubbed the center of his brows. Looking down, he was still wearing yesterday's shirt, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the bedroom.He twitched the corners of his lips and smiled, thinking that luckily he didn't have his class schedule in the morning, otherwise he would be absent from work.

He took off his shirt and walked out of the bedroom topless. When he saw someone lying on the sofa, he paused in his eyes and footsteps. He stood there and waited for a while before finally remembering what happened last night.

Several empty wine bottles were lying on the table, and the two of them drank to the back. They should have mixed several kinds of wine. Now I can't remember who drank more, let alone who lay down first. .

Shen Yan stepped forward and saw that Zhan Feng was sleeping on his back, most of the thin blanket that he found randomly with the help of alcohol was kicked away, and only a part was draped around his waist.The sleeping Zhan Feng lost some of his hostility, his hair was slightly disheveled, but he looked a few years younger.

Half of his face was buried in the pillow, but the exposed side face was still handsome and handsome, with a high nose bridge and a faint arrogance between his eyebrows.

He woke up later than himself, which means that he was the one who drank Zhan Feng to the ground last night.

Inexplicably, Shen Yan felt a slight satisfaction in his heart. He was in a good mood, so he pulled a blanket for him, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.After washing up, he walked into the living room in a refreshed suit. It happened that Zhan Feng had also woken up. When he raised his head, the eyes of the two met.

"Woke up quite early... Do you have any clothes here?" Zhan Feng rubbed his messy hair, yawned and stood up.

When Shen Yan came out of the bathroom, he put on a T-shirt casually, and while wiping his hair, he said, "It should be there, go wash it, and I'll find it for you."

"Thanks." Zhan Feng was not polite to him, and he didn't mean to be embarrassed when he was so drunk that he had to stay at the other party's house.While lazily walking to the bathroom, he took off his shirt. When he woke up in the morning, his body was still covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his body was full of sharp muscles, which looked well-proportioned and hard.

There was constant sound of water in the bathroom, Shen Yan rummaged through the bedroom for a while, and finally found a basketball vest.Although the style was a bit loose, it should be just right for Zhan Feng. He hung the clothes outside the bathroom door, turned around and went to the kitchen to cook some porridge.

A bowl of white porridge paired with a plate of salty mustard mustard is the most appetizing food after a hangover.

The electric cup cooks very quickly, and the time to cook a pot of porridge is not long or short. Shen Yansheng brought out two bowls and brought them to the dining table. When he was setting his chopsticks, he heard the bathroom door ring.

There were still drops of water hanging on Zhanfeng's forehead, dripping down his eyebrows. He tugged at the basketball vest on his body, raised the corner of his lips and asked, "Your team uniform? The English name is Peter?"

"No, it was given to me by a classmate when I graduated. Foreigners are like this. They like to give something meaningful and commemorative." Shen Yan knew what he was laughing at by looking at his expression, and said coldly: "My English name is Sawyer .”

"You don't need to explain, dear, Peter is also very nice." A narrow smile flashed in his eyes, and then he sat down at the dining table as if nothing had happened. Son, do you remember?"

Shen Yan said: "Can you still remember the fragments? Your Chinese was taught by an art teacher, right?"

Soft in his hands and soft in his mouth when eating people, Zhan Feng drank the porridge he cooked, and he got the upper hand in his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and did not confront him again.

After being drunk all night and sleeping until now, both of them are a little hungry, and a cup of casserole porridge soon bottomed out.This one couldn't go into the dishwasher, Zhan Feng went to wash the dishes consciously, and asked him while washing, "What's the arrangement for today?"

Shen Yan replied: "There is class in the afternoon, I have to go back to school later."

"Okay, I'll take you there later." Zhan Feng said bluntly, "Did you tell us some other clues last night? You forgot about the drinking episodes. You can say it again later."

Shen Yan nodded: "Actually, there are no clues, most of them are my own speculation..."

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone on the table rang. He gestured to answer the phone. Seeing that the call was from the school number, he cleared his throat and answered it.

The head of the department's voice came over the phone, serious and anxious, repeatedly emphasizing that Shen Yan should come to the school as soon as possible.There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and some words such as "teacher hit someone" could be vaguely heard, Shen Yan hummed a few times without pain, and hung up the phone lightly.

Zhan Feng came out of the kitchen and raised his chin: "Business or private matter?"

"It's business. I let the school know about the lesson I taught the children in the supermarket yesterday. Let me go over and explain it." Shen Yan went into the bedroom, changed his shirt again, and asked loudly, "I have to go out now, how about you? Can you go?" ?"

Zhan Feng glanced at the baggy basketball uniform on his body, and he could still see the looming lines of his chest muscles from the side. After thinking for a while, he lit a cigarette and said, "Let's go."

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On the way, Shen Yan felt something was wrong. This direction was obviously not the way to the school: "Where are we going? Our department head sounds like he's going to kill someone."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhan Feng laid his palms casually on the steering wheel, with a cynical expression on his face: "I'll go back and change my clothes, and I'll accompany you to teach the kids a lesson."

Shen Yan said, "No need, I'll just explain it clearly."

"I'm on vacation, and I'm idle, and I'm mainly going back to get my police officer's card." Zhan Feng glanced at him sideways, and said in a noncommittal tone, "Anyway, he's someone who has been in my team before, so I can't let cats and dogs bully me. .”

Shen Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "No one bullied me..."

Zhan Feng waved his hand, turned around and turned into the block of the police dormitory, the smoke spread out along the window cracks, his profile looked cold and decisive.

It seems that he is going to fight with others, but he really doesn't have the temperament of a policeman.

Shen Yan looked at him and didn't speak any more, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was reflected on the side of the window, softening his face.

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As soon as Shen Yan opened the door to the office of the dean of the school, he felt a sense of arrogance inside.

Especially the boy standing next to the head of the department. There are still some bruises on his neck, but the position is wrong. It is not the original handwriting of yesterday.

Before the other party could speak, Shen Yan also made a guess. He made a mistake to let Zhan Feng come in. The head of the department probably hadn't forgotten his conflict with the security guard yesterday, so he immediately frowned and was about to speak, But Zhan Feng said in a low voice: "I'm looking for you kid, what's the matter, you turned yourself in?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room was stunned. The boy's eyes widened and he stuttered, and then he shouted angrily: "Young thief is calling for a thief, Director, these two people , hit me in the supermarket yesterday. That, the teacher did it first!"