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Zhuang Hanlie is a sluggish guy, so dull that he didn't notice something himself. In the present, and at the same time in the past—

"Senior Zhuang, you seem to run into that little girl every time. The person who talked to him about this was Jiang Lan, who was still a criminal policeman, who was eating in the cafeteria, and the two were chatting, and they came to this topic. But it's true, in recent days, it seems that every time I can see a little girl chatting with Zhuang Hanlie, who is investigating, but every time I talk for a sentence or two and leave. Even today.

On the one hand, the police were placed in the corner of the dining table by these two people, which looked inconspicuous. As far as the eye can see, there is Jiang Lan, who is chewing slowly, and Zhuang Hanlie, who wants to go back to work quickly.

"Hmm...... yes. Zhuang Hanlie swallowed a big mouthful of food, and recalled for a long time before answering. He didn't even notice it himself, he was accosted by the same person in the same place so often, "What's wrong?" instead, he looked puzzled, making people feel like "this person can't wake up".

"Does that girl like you?" Jiang Lan said too directly, but she couldn't be tactful to the person in front of her. This sentence was enough to make Zhuang Hanlie choke on the food and pat his chest for a long time.

"Impossible!" the tone was so firm that if the girl heard it, she would definitely be very disappointed.

"Are you going to treat her to dinner or something?" Jiang Lan deserved a good assist. Although Zhuang Hanlie has been shirking, he finally agreed to his suggestion.

After eating, the "workaholic" then combed through the case to find the thief, and Jiang Lan also returned to his office.

"A little longer. Jiang Lan looked at the desk with a photo of Gu Jinmang, who was carrying a bag full of money, that is, the girl, picked it up, put it down, and finally carried it and put it at the bottom of the drawer. He is very envious, for the Zhuang seniors who can not be aware of the things around him.

And that Zhuang Hanlie is still thinking about how to invite......

Back to the present, what I want to find is still not found, I can only say that sluggishness is not always a good thing.

"It's hard work, continue tomorrow!" After completing the shooting task with Gu Jinmang for half a day, he was still full of energy.

"Huh~" Gu Jinmang is already about to get tired, and she is still busy until so late with the work that was added temporarily, and she doesn't know what her mentality is in the middle, anyway, she should be quite depressed now.

"Be energetic every day, know no!"

"Understood!" she saluted jokingly, and her movements were pretty standard. Zhuang Hanlie had some annoying way of speaking at first, but if you listen to it too much, you can find it interesting. After a few more pleasantries, she left, with a somewhat complicated smile.

Zhuang Hanlie said goodbye to her, and occasionally wanted to rest for a while, he walked around the filming location, of course, in order to wait for a copy of the shooting results to be given to him, he could only wander around. The evening wind blew on him, and his brown hair was slightly tossed, and when no one spoke to him, he took off the headband and stroked it twice with his thumb, as if thinking about something, and the atmosphere around him became unusually bleak.

"Huh?" he stopped, and in the distance, something caught his attention, and he ran over, and that place happened to be the door of the gangster stronghold that Gu Jinmang had entered in the afternoon.

He crouched down and picked up the thing that cared him about. Another gust of wind blew, but it didn't seem to be as cold as Fang just now, and the thing was picked up by him, and he looked at it for a while, and got closer and closer, it was a black bag, exactly the same as the one the girl was carrying at that time.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, he smiled and took the bag into his arms, "Finally...... Finally. Then he cried and sat on the ground. It's ridiculous, it's just a bag, it's not sure it's her, but Zhuang Hanlie has become like this, as if a lifetime's hard work has finally been realized.

Fortunately, his judgment was rarely correct at all, Gu Jinmang's spare bag was indeed lost, and it was that. She accidentally dropped it, but she didn't find out until she returned to the special area, naturally, she found out that she was a little in a hurry, but after that, her wonderful fantasy for no reason magically came true.

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With the black bag in his hand, he took the USB flash drive from the staff, and Zhuang Hanlie left. The current mood is absolutely indescribable, happy and sad, it seems to be all there, even fear, mixed in it.

Now that she's seen something, where is she? Wait, could this black bag not be hers? If so, why is she avoiding me?

In my mind, there was chaos, so I sped up the speed of my feet, and soon, I arrived at my home. The house is not big, but it is enough for one person, and the house was originally rented, but I bought it for some reason. Picking up a fully charged computer, ignoring the living room, he ran into the study and closed the door again.

Turn on the light, but the study is still dim, after all, the chandelier is not much bright, maybe he is busy every day, and he doesn't have time to change the lamp, it's not a room that will often be used for a long time, and it will be on.

He spread the computer on the table, plugged it in and left it alone. He took out the black bag, held it in his hand, and stared at it for a long time, as if he could see something, as if he recalled some past. All in all, the vitality of his whole body and the spirit of endless work in the past are gone because of this incident.

"Hey, did you see me?" he carefully placed his bag on the table, looking at the turban with the word "effort" written on it, and he asked questions that only he could hear, and no one knew how low and low he could be. Ah, if only you weren't so sluggish, just a little more astute.

"See, Officer Zhuang. "As if I heard it, I raised my head, but it was just an auditory hallucination. It hurt him, and he clenched his headband and stood up, but he was only in a trance because of lack of energy. As a result, I just sat down unwillingly and continued to think.

He still didn't know why that girl was avoiding him. Therefore, he is simply a model of "not taking into account the feelings of others", and he can't even guess the superficial thoughts of others, let alone his heart.

He had never felt so strange, this was the first time he felt so sad, his heart seemed to be tightly tied, and he wanted to cry loudly, but after roaring twice, he didn't shed tears.

He picked up his mobile phone, as if he suddenly remembered something, flipped through the information address book that was already a small number of people, and clicked on it after seeing Jiang Lan's name, but he didn't know what to say. He knew about Jiang Lan's work now—he had only heard about it, and as for the affairs of the special district, he knew nothing about it.

"I picked up what the girl dropped", he had already organized the sentence, and moved his finger to the send button, but in the end, it was all deleted.

"I saw what the thief left behind", after re-editing, he sent the sentence out, as if he had exhausted all his courage to turn to this former junior.

From the perspective of a bystander, he could probably imagine that Jiang Lan saw the "hideous" appearance of the news, and he must have been full of tears and laughter, maybe he was still looking at Gu Jinmang's room.

Zhuang Hanlie waited patiently for more than ten minutes, but no one replied to the message, and the mobile phone did not ring any prompt sound, but the computer "ding-" rang, and he quickly turned back like a conditioned reflex, it was just because all the photos were imported, not the response he expected, and the excitement just now disappeared.

As a workaholic, of course, I tried hard to put down my thoughts, opened the file, and looked at the photos taken by Gu Jinmang with various poses. I clicked on one at random, ready to see if there was any problem, but I just opened it, but I couldn't help but be stunned.

"How does it feel...... It's kind of like her. His hand couldn't help but touch the position of Gu Jinmang's head on the computer screen. If he could, he really wanted to find a picture of the girl to compare it to, so that he might be able to find out, but unfortunately, he didn't leave any pictures of her.

Recalled, Gu Jinmang, and that girl, similar and different, trying to find it in their own memories.

"Illusion, it......" When he sighed to himself, how could he have never been unprecedentedly lost, tears finally fell, fell on the bag, but they were quickly reflected in it, leaving no trace.

"Hey, when will you be willing to forgive me?" Forever, asking questions that no one answered, never, never getting rid of this inexplicable emotion.

In the middle of the night, they are clearly thinking about each other, but why do they have to deceive themselves......

The chandelier brightened slightly, so that the room was plastered with information about the thief from a few years ago. But who knows his efforts.