When the man opened his eyes, he saw Wen Jinghan in a nightgown standing in a daze in front of the wardrobe. He sat up and asked lazily, "What are you thinking about early in the morning?"
Wen Jinghan frowned: "I was thinking, why do you have to ask the designer to prepare a set of matching clothes for me to wear."
"Huh?" The man thought about it seriously, "Do you know why Barbie dolls are so popular? It's a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, watching your dolls get dressed up beautifully."
Wen Jinghan turned his head and glanced at a certain part of the man: "I'm sorry, you are a lady who likes dolls."
The man smirked twice and shook his head: "You don't understand, it's called fun."
"Hmph, you are really perverted."
"If you don't change, how can I hold you?" The man's dark green pupils shrank, and he stepped out of the bed. "Come on, let the master dress you up, my baby doll."
"Oh, boss, you are going to the European and American college style today~" Ding Ding stared at Wen Jinghan who entered the door.
Wen Jinghan snorted while holding the straw of milk tea.
"Boss today's aura is not right, it seems that there is a precursor to blowing hair." Chen Qiaoyu floated over and covered Ding Ding, who was not afraid of death and wanted to continue questioning.
"Fried hair?" Tintin blinked.
"You came late, I haven't seen it before. The boss is very destructive when he frys his hair. Cherish yourself and stay away from the team leader." Chen Qiaoyu warned.
"Where's Guan Jin?" Wen Jinghan suddenly came out of his office and asked while standing at the door, with obvious impatience on his face.
"Uh... Guan Jin hasn't come yet. He said yesterday that he has a special mission, so he may not come today..."
"Where's Lin Bai?" Wen Jinghan had no expression on his face.
"Follow, went out with Le Fan... Said there was a clue..." Tintin's voice became weaker and weaker, and the others looked at their noses and noses, pretended not to hear them, and worked hard.
"Le Fan?! The two internal staff went out to run for clues?!" Wen Jinghan's voice was slightly higher.
Hehe, hehe... Tintin laughed dryly.
Wen Jinghan was silent for a while, then turned and walked back. What a mess he is! What kind of soldiers did you bring with you? Wen Jinghan suddenly laughed to himself, is this the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked
"The boss is laughing in there..." Tintin approached the others in horror.
"The current situation is unclear, don't disturb him. Just work honestly." Gu Xiang helplessly flipped through the documents. Hey, there are always a few days every month...
Guan Jin, an innocent absentee, clutched his aching head and struggled to open his eyes. Unfamiliar ceilings and curtains came into his eyes.
What's wrong? where am i? Guan Jin's brain is still just starting up, running extremely slowly.
No... I'll die again... Guan Jin hurriedly raised his hand and looked at it, but the pair of slender and fair hands didn't change back. At this time, the memories of last night seemed to come back into the cage. It seemed that he sat down with Min Yan and Lu Yunyang and drank some wine, a cocktail, a small glass of whiskey, then, then... no more. No, it was put down after only two glasses of wine! What kind of physique is this Guan Jin! ! !
No strength, no height, no looks, no alcohol intake... Guan Jin held his head, wanting to cry but no tears.
"Are you awake?" Lu Yunyang quietly appeared at the door again, holding a cup in his hand.
Guan Jin raised his head resignedly and looked at this ghostly prince.
"You were drunk yesterday, so I can only take you home. How are you feeling? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Lu Yunyang reached on the edge of the bed and handed the cup over, "Drink some warm water. I asked Qianhe to cook some porridge. , you wash up and eat." This time, the tone was gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze, quite like a teacher.
"Cough, thank you." Guan Jin said dryly.
"What are you polite? It's you, Xiao Jin. Your alcohol intake is surprisingly small. Besides, your body is so white, and you don't have any muscles, so you don't look like a police officer. You don't work as a clerk, do you? Criminals will be very dangerous." Lu Yunyang walked to the door, turned around and suggested sincerely.
… Guan Jin then noticed that he was wearing pajamas that did not belong to him. Bai, no muscles... I really feel like this beast is a professor after drinking it!
Guan Jin changed his clothes and went downstairs. Lu Yunyang was already waiting for him in the restaurant.
"Mr. Guan, please try the dried scallop porridge I cooked." Qianhe brought a bowl of porridge with a very delicate appearance.
"Thank you." Guan Jin picked up the spoon awkwardly. He rarely drank porridge and felt that it was sloppy and tasteless.
Qianhe reached the other end of the table and looked at him with a smile. Guan Jin is helpless. Although he used to have many lovers, they are all very kind to them. He has never seen anyone who is weaker than himself feel wronged. The other party is a girl, let's show some face, and he is really hungry.
"The porridge cooked by Qianhe is even praised by the three-star Michelin chef. You have a good taste." Lu Yunyang saw that Guan Jin had taken a sip and couldn't stop, so he raised his eyebrows at Qianhe.
"Then I'll go to the office first." Qianhe got up and left happily.
"... Mr. Lu's maid is really high-end." Guan Jin said sourly.
Lu Yunyang sneered twice: "I can't afford to hire such a maid. In fact, she is my assistant in the research institute, her name is Mu Qianhe."
"Assistant? Still living here to take care of your food and daily life?" Guan Jin asked, spitting on his own gossip in his heart.
"You think too much. Qianhe's family is related to our family. Qianhe is my cousin's daughter, that is, my cousin. She is a girl who comes to work in S city, so I can't let her live by herself. Outside, I'm empty here anyway. Qianhe is a very traditional girl who likes to clean up and cook, so she does all my housework." Lu Yunyang explained patiently.
Who wants to know that much? Guan Jin slandered.
"Xiaojin always goes to the Zilan Club. Could it be that there is a case involved there?" Lu Yunyang asked coldly.
Guan Jin looked up at him, not sure what his intention was in such a straightforward question.
"This is a secret that is inconvenient to disclose to ordinary people, and don't call me Xiaojin!"
Ordinary people immediately raised their hands: "blame me for talking too much."
"But, Guan- can I call you by your name?"
"Whatever!" A wicked voice said.
"Guan Jin is a very special person. He looks weak, but his eyes and style are full of power. While performing his police duties, he is constantly breaking the rules. He looks like a ruffian but is still very simple. Over the years, I have seen many cases of split personality, but I have never seen a normal person who is so contradictory and confusing. It seems..." Lu Yunyang slowed down, "your small body is mistaken for a too full body. soul… "
Clang! A spoon came in the wind, flew past Lu Yunyang's ear, and hit the wall.
Guan Jin narrowed his eyes and pointed at the person in front of him: "Don't use that set of tricks on me, I warn you, next time you can't keep your mouth shut, be careful I will sue you for malicious slander, please go Tea at the police station!"
After finishing speaking, Guan Jin got up and walked away without looking back, leaving behind Lu Yunyang who was a little surprised.
The door was slammed shut, and Lu Yunyang put away the surprised expression that had stayed on his face for too long, and picked up the spoon with great interest. Did you say something? It seemed that there was something wrong with the amnesiac policeman. His immediate superior's eyes were vicious, and he could see that something was wrong with him. However, the process of revealing the secret seems to be quite interesting, and no matter how this person looks, he looks like a bunny who is just being annoyed and pretending to be calm, quite cute.
"Rabbit" Guan Jin walked on the street, his heart was still jumping. That damn psychologist almost saw through him, even though he was confident that no one would think about such nonsense as soul conversion, he still almost broke his heart with a guilty conscience. The person who engages in psychology is indeed his natural enemy. In the future, this person will definitely be placed in the high-security range, and it is best not to meet him again! Or... slam him directly, isn't it safer? Guan Jin was completely insane, even forgetting the rule that he never kills people outside of work.
"How many times have you been there!" Le Fan asked in a serious tone.
"Just... two or three times." The person on the opposite side wiped away cold sweat inexplicably.
"What are you going to do!"
"To meet up with friends or entertain clients..."
"What kind of party, how did you host it? Did you engage in illegal entertainment?" Le Fan's eyes flashed coldly behind his lenses.
"Illegal? How could that be! Xiaofan, since I met you, I have been wholehearted and never messed with flowers." Jin Mailong pointed to the sky to show his innocence.
"Never again?" Le Fan pondered this sentence for a while, and suddenly slammed the table, "That's what happened before? Well, you playboy dare to provoke the police, Xiaobai, close the door and let the anti-pornography team go! "
"... Le Fan, we're not at the police station, there's an anti-pornography team here... Besides, you're crooked..." Lin Bai wished he couldn't be farther away from the fiery Le Fan.
Le Fan swept over with an eye knife, and Lin Bai immediately fell silent. Alas, since Guan Jin lost his memory, the weakest one in the group is himself TUT.
"Then let me ask you, is there really no special service in the Zilan Club?" Le Fan asked, taking his emotions.
Jin Mailong's head shook like a wavy drum: "No. I've never seen a club cleaner than this."
"Then… can I trust you?"
"Absolutely! I will deceive anyone, and I will never deceive you!" Jin Mailong did not give up any chance to express his feelings.
Le Fan thought for a while: "Now there's a good opportunity for you to commit crimes, so listen carefully."
"Okay." Jin Mailong nodded vigorously.
"You go to the Zilan Club."
"Uh-huh."
"Being an undercover police officer."
"Uh-huh?!"