"...Brother Han, Brother Han?"
Han Li suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at the place where the sound came from: "Huh?"
Zhao Yun repeated: "What do you think?"
Han Li frowned: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Yun's eyes twitched, and he didn't dare to raise any different opinions. He just reported the progress of the work just now.
It's the progress at the casino.
The calculation work went very smoothly. Although I still haven't got the account book, I have basically calculated the difference between the casino profit and the reported amount. I broke into the puzzle before adding the ones in their hands. The casino's subordinates didn't even need to use many methods to take down this organization that was already full of omissions and greed by legal means.
Han Li tapped the table casually with his fingers. Just when Zhao Yun was worried about whether he needed to report again, he suddenly asked:
"Where's the east side? Is there any movement?"
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and replied: "Hmm... It seems not, and according to the people over at Ziyu, there seems to be a tightening there?"
Han Li frowned.
He is not very worried about Wang Ruicheng. That person is short-sighted and stupid. He can be brought down with just a little operation. However, his casino can stand there for ten years without falling. It is obviously not as good as Wang Ruicheng's management level. It doesn't have much to do with it, but it's the credit of the backer behind him.
But according to the area that Han Li's power can now cover, it is difficult to reach outside the province -
Especially when Han Li bypassed the entire city A in order to avoid touching the Han family's influence.
Ever since they acted recklessly in the puzzle that day, they seemed to have gone silent and never showed up again.
I don't know why... Han Li always had a vague premonition in his heart.
Zhao Yun called him tentatively: "Brother Han?"
Han Li raised his eyes, a faint light flashing in his deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Follow the plan and bring it down."
I hope that his pressing step by step this time can force the new player to make some mistakes.
Zhao Yun nodded, suddenly remembered something, and continued to ask: "By the way, what about those gangsters who broke into the puzzle before but didn't know much about them?"
He paused and asked a little cautiously: "I remember... one of them seems to be your friend's... father?"
——Han Li also remembers it.
He had listened closely to the conversation between Cheng Chen and Cheng Zekang, and in his previous investigation of Cheng Chen, he had also clearly introduced Cheng Zekang's past actions. Whenever Han Li thought of Cheng Chen The hurt he had experienced before, a wave of anger that was difficult to relieve would rise from his heart, making him want to pay back a hundred times to that man.
But... some decisions have to be made by Cheng Chen himself.
Han Li suppressed the violent anger in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yun who was standing in front of him, waiting for a reply, and ordered:
"According to the procedure, if they break in illegally, they will be sent to detention directly - but the decision-making power of Cheng Zekang's bail is given to his son. If Cheng Chen decides to bail his father, you will bear all his expenses, so it is said that The mental damage I suffered at Puzzel a few days ago, and... don’t mention my existence from beginning to end.”
Zhao Yun couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.
You must know that this low-key boss of yours has always cherished his words. This time he was able to say such a long list at once, and he also emphasized unnecessarily not to let his identity be leaked. It was obvious that this friend It's really unusual for him...
The day we contacted him again, he saw his boss's rare weak look...
Zhao Yun shivered and retracted his somewhat divergent thoughts - as a subordinate, it is better not to think too much.
However, he still could not suppress his curiosity. When he was about to leave after the report, he risked being silenced and asked:
"By the way, Brother Han, is your daze earlier related to that friend of yours?"
Han Li slowly raised his head to look at Zhao Yun. His dark eyes were pressed under his eyebrows, like sharp and cool blades:
"Um?"
Zhao Yun's shoulders shrank, and the sudden courage he had just gained seemed to be extinguished in an instant. He sneered twice: "No, it's nothing. Brother Han, you are busy, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he quickly closed the door behind him and left as if fleeing.
The empty office returned to silence. Han Li raised his hand and pressed his aching forehead. His eyes were dark and dark, as if there was some unknown emotion filling them.
——To a certain extent, Zhao Yun is right.
He cared more and more about Cheng Chen, almost to the point where he couldn't ignore it.
Han Li took out his usual aspirin from the drawer and drank it with water. The pain in his forehead subsided slightly. He lowered his head.
And that dream did not leave during this period, but would come back every night, pushing the timeline back a little each time.
The accompanying severe pain also eased to the extent that it did not affect daily life, so Han Li also began to treat him as himself in another world with a normal mentality.
Moreover, he even began to have vague expectations...
What would Cheng Chen be like in the parallel world
Shen Kong lowered his eyes and looked at Han Li, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and asked:
"Are you okay?"
Han Li took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. His dark eyes were astonishingly bright:
"OK."
Shen Kong raised his eyebrows in surprise, watching him climb up with some difficulty holding on to the wall beside him, and stood in front of him again.
This is already the second week in a row that Han Li has come to see him.
Shen Kong considers himself not a very good teacher. All his experience basically comes from actual combat. All the skills he masters are aimed at quickly and accurately making the opponent lose their combat ability, even if he is occasionally competing with his teammates. Tokiya never holds back his hands, and he has no idea about the point.
Some people even jokingly complained that sparring with Shen Kong was like going to a real battlefield. If you don't use your full strength, you might be killed.
For ordinary people like Han Li who had leg injuries and had never received high-intensity training, Shen Kong had been very restrained, but he still often struck without knowing the severity. The bruises and wounds on Han Li's body were also visible to the naked eye. The speed increased, and even the system, which had become much calmer since being warned by myself that day, couldn't help but ask in a cryptic way - are you sure you are not taking this opportunity to vent your anger
But even so, Han Li still insisted on sending him to his door every day to be beaten.
Even Shen Kong didn't know how to describe this kind of... I don't know if it was stupidity or the courage to not be afraid of death.
He looked at Han Li, who was standing a little unsteadily in front of him, and compassionately decided to let him go:
"That's it for today."
Han Li was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the sky that had not yet darkened outside the window, his expression showing some indescribable disappointment:
"But it's not time yet..."
Shen Kong: "..."
He was a little suspicious. Did Han Li have any unknown hobbies? ――It wasn’t mentioned in the plot!
Shen Kong walked to Han Li, crossed his arms and looked at him: "Are you sure?"
Han Li blinked the sweat that was about to fall into his eyes and nodded sincerely.
He was about to say something, but before he could speak, Shen Kong reached out and patted his shoulder gently.
The swaying Han Li, who was already unable to stand, was patted like this without any warning. It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. He was about to fall down with his legs weak. Fortunately, he was beaten by Shen Kong who was well prepared. With quick eyes and quick hands, he held on.
He asked again in an aggravated voice:
"--you sure?"
Han Li was speechless for a moment.
Shen Kong sighed, pointed to the bedroom behind him, and said, "Go in, lie down, and take off your clothes."
Han Li was stunned. His brain, which was already a little mushy due to exercise, became even more confused. The blood all over his body seemed to have condensed together. Only the place where Shen Kong's palm had just been touched felt hot. He My mind seems to be blank, and it seems to be filled with too many thoughts, making it a mess.
He walked into the bedroom in a daze, forgetting to turn on the light, and just lay down on the bed stiffly.
It took him a long time to remember -
Oh, yes, take off your clothes.
Han Li sat up and took off his shirt. He couldn't even feel the pain in his upper body caused by old and new injuries.
Now he felt hot all over.
Just when he put his hands on his waist, Shen Kong walked in from outside and turned on the light with a click.
He held the medicinal oil in his hand and frowned: "Why did you take off your pants?"
Han Li felt like he was being burned from his cheeks to the root of his neck, but he still managed to remain calm and said:
"It's harder to roll up my trousers this time. I think it's easier to take them off from the top."
Shen Qingkong smiled, raised his hand and slapped Han Li on the back of the head:
"Don't push yourself too far. I've already done my best to help you heal your bruises. You'll have to pay extra for having your legs pressed."
Han Li covered the aching back of his head. He had completely calmed down just now. He looked up at Shen Kong and asked, half jokingly and half seriously: "Then... can I help you with your summer homework?"
Shen Kong fell into deep thought.
A minute later, he nodded solemnly:
"make a deal."