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According to Xing Conglian, during the time he left, the city government renovated Yanjia Lane, and the houses on both sides were renovated and rented out to some students and some people in the literary and art industry who wanted to start a business in the literary and art industry, so that some of the old houses on the street were turned into coffee shops and teahouses, and some became painting studios or handicraft studios.

The original yellowed walls are covered with fences and flowers, and cats can be seen resting in the floor-to-ceiling windows from time to time, and the old streets are also warm and humane.

The yellowish light reflected the old house signs, and two people squatted pitifully in front of the old-fashioned wooden door.

The punishment from the company followed the punishment from the company and stopped.

The criminal conglian said to the two of them in a very helpless tone: "You guys are like this, the neighbor next door will call the police when they see it." โ€

A certain little comrade who was addicted to online games raised his head and his eyes were shining: "Ah, what are you calling the police?" Boss, why is your ife closed, I cracked the password next door and next door for you, can you let me in for a meal? โ€

The other man who was squatting on the side did not speak for a long time.

Lin Chen looked down at the other party, only to see that the man's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Hey, wasn't it two days ago, was it already on the phone?" He softened his tone and said helplessly.

Before he could finish speaking, the man jumped up on the ground and hugged him tightly: "Senior brother, I'm cowardly, don't scare me anymore!" โ€

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After reuniting with him, Fu Hao grabbed his arm and didn't let go.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Chen's ears were full of Professor Fu's gushing complaints, and he was silently thinking, this is probably the legendary coquettishness?

The criminal conglian stood by the door, turned on the door light, and the moment the light came on, Professor Fu's nagging stopped abruptly.

In front of him was a classical courtyard, with a cobblestone path connecting the front door to the main hall, and on the left side of the courtyard was a pool of turquoise water, which shimmered with a cold floating light under the light.

Fu Hao was stunned for a long time, and finally spit out two words: "? After he finished speaking, he took two steps back, walked out of the door, glanced at the door number, and then rushed into the door and grabbed the torture servant: "Why are you okay to enter other people's houses, as a public official, you don't know the law and break the law!" โ€

Hearing Fu Hao say this, the punishment Conglian remained silent.

Lin Chen had no choice but to explain for the criminal Conglian: "The renovation of the old street is a practical project of the municipal government. โ€

"Practical projects are also for changing houses?"

"The room he used to live in was next door and rented to a gallery, so he moved here."

Professor Fu was full of disbelief: "Just his dilapidated house, why did the government change this set for him, this is a garden, right?" As he spoke, he walked to the edge of the pond, where there were several elegant rockeries stacked on the edge of the pond, and the stone arch bridge spanned the water, only to see the bright red koi crossing the water, rippling layer by layer, "Senior brother, look, there are also koi fish!" โ€

"Well, would you like to take a bow?" The torturer asked with a smile.

"Old criminal, let me tell you, you can't touch the money you shouldn't touch, you know?" Professor Fu suddenly turned his head with an awe-inspiring expression, "You must always remember your identity, and don't be knocked down by the sugar-coated cannonballs of capitalism." โ€

The criminal conglian couldn't cry or laugh a little, and asked Lin Chen: "Your junior brother has changed careers to take political classes?" โ€

"Old criminal, be serious, you said that you are a criminal policeman and live in such a house, but you must not be known by Inspector Huang, otherwise you will have to take off three layers of skin if you don't die!" Fu Hao continued to speak bitterly.

Although Fu Hao was very chattering, his words were full of concern, and the criminal Conglian probably heard this, so he said sincerely: "Professor Fu, don't worry." โ€

The three of them were talking by the pool, most of them were Fu Hao chattering, and he and Xing Conglian teased him from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a wail in the main hall: "Boss, I'm hungry!" "The dynasty who had already rushed into the house to play games said so.

"Instant noodles are in the first cabinet on the left hand side of the kitchen." The convict raised his voice and told the little comrades in the room.

"But I don't want to eat instant noodles anymore!" The dynasty continued to shout.

"Order takeout."

"I'm tired of eating takeout in the neighborhood."

They walked into the main hall.

The little comrade of the dynasty was lying on the table, weak, looking like he had just lost the game and had nothing to love.

"What do you want?" The criminal servant asked.

Hearing this, Wang Dynasty's eyes lit up, and Lin Chen saw his gaze drift over.

"Ah Chen, you cook for me, okay?" After he finished speaking, he licked his lips and said, "I really want to eat home-cooked food." โ€

Lin Chen felt funny: "Why did you pick me." โ€

"Boss pass, Professor Fu is used to eating pass in the cafeteria, you must be very good at cooking when you lived alone before!"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the analysis of the dynasty, the only problem is that a man who is familiar with the various instant noodle flavors on the supermarket shelves does not have the materials to show his cooking skills at home.

Lin Chen stood in front of the sink, rinsing the wilted vegetables, and the hot instant noodles were boiling in the pot, well, it was still the taste of braised beef.

The convict leaned against the cooking table and said to the little comrade who was checking the refrigerator: "Don't look for it, you ate the last brine square leg the day before yesterday." โ€

"Why don't you go grocery shopping!" The dynasty looked back angrily.

"Because I work hard every day." The criminal conglian replied as a matter of course.

Choked so speechless, Wang slammed the refrigerator door shut, and ran back to the computer in a rage, ready to continue killing two more sets.

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The instant noodles with vegetables and eggs are still braised beef-flavored, and there are no new tricks.

After finishing dinner, in order to prevent Fu Hao from educating the criminal company on ideology and morality, Lin Chen took them to the balcony to drink tea.

The spring breeze is half cool but not cool, the balcony is facing the river, and the lights on both sides of the bank are reflected in the water, which makes it even more sparkling.

Professor Fu is also a person who has seen the world, but he is really sitting in the circle chair of **, holding a cup of hot tea, he is so comfortable that he wants to hum.

"Senior brother, have you made up your mind to stay here?" Professor Fu asked him with a half-squinted eye.

There was only the sound of running water all around, and everything was quiet.

"Hmm."

Fu Hao looked at him, stopped talking, and finally said, "Then you must not be as reckless as before." โ€

"Okay."

"Feng Peilin's incident, I understand that you want to cheat your life to escape from surveillance, although it is not a way to hide all the time, but it is better than you being so old. High-speed robbery, I know you also accidentally ran into it, no matter what, it's not realistic, but it's too dangerous, you can kill a car of people at once to kill a drug trafficking organization, and dare to put a suction cup bomb under the police car, this is no longer bold to describe, okay, if Huang Ze didn't suppress the matter, you would be famous again, if you were targeted by drug dealers again, what would you do. โ€

Professor Fu was worried, and Lin Chen was helpless when he heard it, but he had to comfort him: "It's okay, the police have a witness protection system." โ€

"You don't pay attention to this at all!" Professor Fu put down his teacup and raised his voice.

"But what do you want me to do?"

Lin Chen asked depressedly.

As soon as Fu Hao heard him say this, he hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good now, you can live with the old criminal, in case there is any burglary and murder, he can also protect you." โ€

The theme of the topic changed instantly, and I have to say that in terms of โ–กโ–ก junior disciples, Lin Chen felt that he still had some experience.

"When you say that, I always have a bad premonition."

"Hey, who called your brother really isn't your life very good?"

"Then Professor Fu, do you have any transport methods?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

"I think the old prisoner's luck seems to be good, you see the government repairs a street, he can change to such a good place to live, I heard that oh, some people's lives are blunt, just good fate, you quickly rub him, and his good luck is all gone."

"Okay."

Lin Chen didn't speak again, and there was no other sound around him except the sound of water.

Fu Hao seemed to feel very unaccustomed, he grabbed his hair, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, senior brother, the day after tomorrow, the old man will be sixty years old, that ......"

"What's wrong?"

"Are you going?"

"What does Professor Fu mean, do you want me to go, or don't you want me to go?" Lin Chen asked.

"No, of course I want you to go, even if I don't want to, the old man also wants to, it's just that our old man is full of peach and plums, and there will be a lot of classmates going there......"

"And then?"

"Then, let me just tell you, many of them want to take advantage of Lao Tzu's birthday, and have a class reunion by the way, fuck, do you remember Zheng Dongdong's bastard? I don't want to recommend you to be the host of the class reunion, saying that you had good grades and were capable before, and now you must be a social elite, and you are the most suitable host, I see that he is a villain in the group, and he is all kinds of unhappy, he just wants to take the opportunity to humiliate you......"

"I don't remember." Lin Chen interrupted Fu Hao.

"Don't remember anything?"

"I don't remember who Zheng Dongdong is."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it's a small role, we used to be in the next class, but he was disgusting enough, to be honest, the old man's birthday, it's really bad if you don't go, or let's be him at night, go to the old man's house to visit, it's convenient to talk."

"No, that's not what I meant." Hearing Fu Hao say this, Lin Chen lifted the kettle on the coffee table and refilled some hot water into the cup: "Since I don't remember who he is, is it important what he thinks, says, or even does?" โ€

"It's not important or not, but classmates will ......"

"You want to say that now my classmates are all successful in their careers, but I, who had the best grades at the beginning, is getting worse and worse, and I can only be a junior adviser to the police force, and it is easy to feel uncomfortable when I go to meet my old classmates, right?"

Fu Hao thought about it for a long time and was held in his throat, and in the end, he blushed a little, but under his burning gaze, he could only nod.

"Since I chose this job and I'm happy to do it, why should I feel inferior?

Lin Chen's fingers rubbed lightly over the phone, he greeted the torture conglian, and then walked out the door.

"Huang Ze, I need you to do something."

Lin Chen spoke in a low voice, not caring about Huang Ze's taunt, his voice was as calm and clear as ever.

In the parking lot, Huang Ze stood outside the crowd, and when he heard the key point, he raised his head and looked at the bus driver who had been rescued earlier.

Because Huang Ze kept his head down, his face was gloomy, and he was talking to the other end of the phone, so when he suddenly looked up, Jiang Zhe quickly realized that something had happened.

Jiang Zhe saw Huang Ze put the Bluetooth headset back in his pocket, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and grabbed Huang Ze: "Inspector Huang, when do you think the negotiations will start?" โ€

Looking at Jiang Zhe's extremely stylish explosive curly hair, Huang Ze felt an indescribable disgusting and sticky feeling in his heart, but there were many media on the scene, and he had to be patient; "Jiang Zhe, you don't need to be involved in this case."

"Inspector Huang, you can't do this, Lin Chen and Xing Conglian are obviously here to steal the credit!" Although he had already felt a change in Huang Ze's attitude in advance, when the verdict was announced, Jiang Zhe only felt nervous and panicked.

Huang Ze shook off Jiang Zhe's hand and walked towards the driver of the bus, who was sitting on a small chair by the parking lot drinking hot water and being interviewed by some media. 166 Reading Network