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Fu Ju stiffly touched his forehead, holding the chili cumin powder in his hand.
"Fu Ju, please wipe it." Jiang Mian took the lead and handed the tissue to Fu Ju. The latter took it and turned his eyes from her to Adu, not knowing what he was thinking, and sighed.
Jiang Mian had an idea: "Have you eaten, Fu Ju? I have some kebabs here, why don't you try them?"
Fu Ju said "Oh" and turned his eyes to the lunch box on the table. He paused for two seconds and said seriously: "You two young men, this is the company's office, not a place for casual fun."
"You guys..." He seemed to want to say something more, but swallowed it back. He glanced at the two of them, turned around and was about to leave. After thinking about it, he turned back and took away the kebabs on the table.
No wonder the man named Adu appeared next to Lian Feng. I heard he was very powerful, so it turned out to be the case.
After Fu Ju left, Adu picked up the piece of chicken wing from the ground. Looking at it, it seemed that he wanted to wipe it and continue eating.
It would be a pity to throw it away, Adu thought.
A'du comes from the Qishan sect, a traditional martial arts sect. He is the only one in the sect. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and endured a lot of hardships to achieve his current strength.
Without academic qualifications, he knows nothing except martial arts.
Because he has been hungry and poor, even though he now has enough food and clothing (his rich father is very generous and his salary is sufficient), he is still very frugal and firmly implements the principle of not wasting anything if he can.
Facing Jiang Mian's gaze, Adu had no choice but to hide his thoughts.
It doesn't feel good to do this in front of the young lady - those who don't know will think that Mr. Han is treating him harshly.
He threw the chicken wings into the trash can and wiped away the oil spilled on the floor with a paper towel.
Jiang Mian sat on the detective's chair. A'du moved over and she raised her head: "You still want to fight?"
Adu nodded.
She held her chin and thought for a moment: "Next time."
Jiang Mian was also a little itchy, but first of all, this was the detective's father's office, and secondly, the space was too small, making it difficult to use it.
Besides, if someone pushes in the door again, it would not be good to see.
"Next time find an open place."
A'du agreed with her decision. Thinking of having a hearty battle, he felt his limbs heat up - it was the excitement of meeting his opponent.
Over the years, he has always wanted to meet a real opponent, but the bodyguards Han Xu raised, although good in strength, were still inferior to him.
The only one who could fight him for a while was the strong man Krell - Krell's strength caused him a lot of trouble at first, but after he figured it out, he gained the upper hand.
It's a pity that Creel stopped fighting him later and hid when he saw him, alas.
His eyes were bright: "How long have you been practicing martial arts, Miss?"
Jiang Mian didn't answer him and gave him a mysterious smile. A'du was at a loss and couldn't decipher what Jiang Mian's smile meant.
He scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he would be satisfied if there was a chance to discuss it in the future.
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Tang Xiaoshu knew Jiang Mian was coming, but she had been busy and had no time to see Jiang Mian. Finally, she got free time and suddenly received a call from her brother Tang Xiaole: "Sister, when will you come back."
"It's early." Tang Xiaoshu said.
Tang Xiaole said unhappily: "Why do you have to work overtime so late again? You are still injured."
There was a case two days ago. Tang Xiaoshu was innocently injured and had a cut on her arm. However, she did not ask for leave and continued to work.
Everyone has been busy these days, so it is naturally impossible for her to ask for leave because of this minor injury.
Tang Xiaole hummed: "I knew it was like this. I brought you chicken soup and rice. The guard didn't let me in at the door, so you came to pick me up."
Tang Xiaoshu had a headache and couldn't help but lecture: "Who asked you to come here so late at night?"
Tang Xiaole said confidently: "Who told you to work overtime every day and not go home?"
The siblings quarreled on their mobile phones, and Tang Xiaoshu had no choice but to pick them up.
Tang Xiaoshu's father is a policeman and his mother is an ordinary worker. A few years ago, her father died in the line of duty, and her mother was hit hard and became ill. She died of illness soon after, leaving her sister and brother to depend on each other.
Tang Xiaoshu inherited his father's legacy, passed the police academy, and worked at the bottom for two years before joining Lian Feng.
Tang Xiaole also wanted to be admitted to the police academy and become a police officer, but after being severely beaten by Tang Xiaoshu, he had to reluctantly change his dream.
Tang Xiaoshu planned to take the meal and drive Tang Xiaole home. Tang Xiaole pestered her: "Sister, it's rare for me to come to your place of work. Why don't you take me upstairs to have a look? I, I want to see the company."
"The company is busy, I don't have time to see you." Tang Xiaoshu stretched out his hand to push the clinging big dog.
There was an eight-year age difference between the two siblings. Although Tang Xiaole was only a sophomore in high school, he was already a head taller than Tang Xiaoshu. Hanging on Tang Xiaoshu's body, she was exhausted.
"Sister~~" Tang Xiaole nuzzled.
Tang Xiaoshu suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did this guy come to deliver chicken soup and rice to her at night? Why had he never been so considerate before
She stared at Tang Xiaole without saying anything. The latter nuzzled and nuzzled until he noticed something was wrong. He stopped nuzzling and raised his head: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Tell me, what is the purpose?" Tang Xiaoshu crossed his arms. One look at Tang Xiaole's expression and he knew that this kid was feeling guilty. His eyes were evasive and he didn't dare to look at her.
"Don't tell me." Tang Xiaoshu began to move his muscles and bones, and the joints made a clicking sound.
"What, I heard that my goddess is here." After weighing the situation, Tang Xiaole finally chose to tell the truth. Fearing that Tang Xiaoshu would be angry, he raised his hand, "Sister, you are my first goddess, and Mianmian is my second goddess. "
Tang Xiaoshu: "..."
She later remembered that her brother Tang Xiaole was a fan of Jiang Mian. Last time Jiang Mian was at the police station, she even asked for an autograph for Tang Xiaole.
"No, how do you know Mianmian is here?" Tang Xiaoshu frowned, looking serious.
She knew about Zhu San and Cun Huo's assassination of Jiang Mian in the snack street. The company was still interrogating the two. She never mentioned to Tang Xiaole that Jiang Mian came to the police station. Why did Tang Xiaole know
For a moment, countless terrifying thoughts flashed through Tang Xiaoshu's mind, and finally—
"I guessed it." Tang Xiaole took out his mobile phone and clicked on a short video happily, "Look, isn't this my goddess? She is indeed a goddess. She is so beautiful even when she hits people."
He looked adoring.
Tang Xiaole was playing games at home and waiting for Tang Xiaoshu to go home. He went to high school in the city and was close to the school and did not live on campus.
He knew that Tang Xiaoshu often worked overtime and came back very late. Under normal circumstances, he would wait if he could.
After playing for a while, he had a quarrel with someone in the game team for some reason. He was so annoyed that he quit the team immediately. Feeling unhappy, he started to watch some funny jokes.
I stumbled upon this video by chance, and I feel like I’ve hit a treasure.
In the video, Jiang Mian hits someone and Lian Feng enters the store. Jiang Mian stops and there is a voiceover: "Damn, this girl is so fierce. She knocked down a man with a gun and saved many people."
Tang Xiaole is Jiang Mian's big fan. He recognized this as his goddess at a glance. He rolled down from the sofa in excitement and looked at Lian Feng again. Although he had never met Lian Feng in person, he had met Lian Feng from Tang Xiaoshu. Photo.
Through Tang Xiaoshu, he knew that Jiang Mian and Lian Feng were uncle-nephew, and he knew with just his toes that Jiang Mian must have come to the police station.
Afraid of being too purposeful, even if he told his sister in advance, his sister wouldn't let him come, so he thoughtfully prepared chicken soup rice, and Xiongjiujiu ran over in high spirits.
The thought of meeting the goddess face to face made my heart feel like I was on a roller coaster.
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Jiang Mian put down the file in his hand and looked at the time. It was already half past ten.
The detective father came in midway and told her to sleep on the sofa if she felt sleepy, and then left in a hurry.
Adu was not in the office and was following Lian Feng to do something.
The file she was looking at was a serial murder case solved by the detective father last year. It was an unsolved case committed more than ten years ago. The murderer brutally killed dozens of people in a row, including children and old people.
After killing someone, he deliberately exposed his whereabouts and was discovered by the police. He relied on anti-reconnaissance technology to abscond while being tracked, and then went to a new city to kill again.
What he did was to amuse the police. A few years later, this man suddenly disappeared. He could not be found, and the case became an unsolved case.
After Lian Feng saw it, he took the initiative to take the case. It took him three months to arrest the murderer, which caused quite a stir internally.
The process on the file is written concisely and concisely, but it makes the viewer's blood boil after reading it.
She was about to find another file to look at when there was a knock on the door and Tang Xiaoshu walked in.
"Mianmian."
"Sister Xiao Shu."
Tang Xiaoshu coughed, but before he could say anything, the door opened a little, and a big furry head came in. When he saw Jiang Mian, he shouted excitedly: "Goddess!"
Jiang Mian: "?"
"Mianmian, this is my brother Tang Xiaole." Tang Xiaoshu held his forehead, not wanting to see Tang Xiaole's silly look, "He was the one who helped you sign autographs last time. He is your loyal fan."
He turned to look at Tang Xiaole. After calling out the word "goddess" just now, this kid stood at the door and smiled stupidly at Jiang Mian.
Jiang Mian turned her gaze to him, her fair face suddenly red. She was too shy to look directly at Jiang Mian, and stood still in place.
The goddess looked at him.
The goddess is so beautiful.
The goddess looks so small.
Ahhh.
The more the half-grown boy screamed and roared inside, the more nervous and shy he appeared.
"Hello." Jiang Mian took the initiative to extend his hand. Tang Xiaole stared at the thin white hand stretched out in front of him, making a sound in his throat, and a sense of elation rose in his heart.
Then, what was ridiculous was that Tang Xiaole actually turned around and ran away.
Jiang Mian: "..."
Tang Xiaoshu: "..."
"Xiao Le has a rather 'introverted' temperament, and will be nervous and shy when meeting someone he likes." After all, he is his biological brother, so Tang Xiaoshu helps Tang Xiao Le to gain some respect in front of his idol.
It's normal to be a star-chasing boy.
She's still chasing stars—but the star she's chasing is the company.
Tang Xiaoshu and Jiang Mian talked for a while and then left to get busy. Jiang Mian deliberately left the door open. After two or three minutes, Tang Xiaole walked over.
"F-goddess."
Seeing his still red face, Jiang Mian couldn't help laughing: "You can call me sister."
"Ah?" Tang Xiaole was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "You are my idol, no, no, no."
Then I thought about it, if I call her sister, wouldn't it make me closer to my idol
"It seems okay." Facing the goddess's gaze, Tang Xiaole's eyes lit up, he suppressed his excitement and shouted, "Sister Mianmian."
Jiang Mian nodded and waved to him.
Tang Xiaole mustered up the courage to walk in. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him, and then a condensed voice sounded above his head: "Where did it come from?"
Tang Xiaole turned around and met Lian Feng's cold gaze. He shrank his neck and felt a little short of breath: "It's from outside."