Looking at Zhang Shaomei's suspicious face, Wen Jun nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Even if it's it." ”

Zhang Shaomei's little liver hanging in the air had not yet been put down, so she immediately became excited, grabbed Wen Jun's hand, and said eagerly: "Xiaojun, you should let my sister go." ”

"Ouch, we're hugging each other now." At this time, a cold voice sounded at the door, as if it came from the mouth of Lord Yama, and Wen Jun couldn't help but shiver.

Zhou Xiaolei stood at the door, her pretty face was as cold as frost, and Zhang Huimei behind her was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and she had a hippie smile, and spit out the warm nephrite-like little tongue at Wen Jun.

Wen Jun hurriedly broke free from the entanglement of Zhang Shaomei's hands, his handsome face turned dark red, and said nervously: "Sister Xiaolei, it's not what you imagined. ”

Zhou Xiaolei walked into the room and said coldly: "Hmph, you want to say that she is your landlord again, right?" ”

Wen Jun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said aggrievedly: "This is indeed the case. ”

At this time, it was already time to go to work, and the noise in the corridor gradually increased. Zhang Huimei closed the door and slipped away quietly. On her face, there was a hint of pleasure after revenge.

Zhou Xiaolei blackened her face, pushed Zhang Shaomei, and said coldly: "You sit there and explain the problem well." ”

"This beautiful police officer, I think you misunderstood me and Xiaojun." Zhang Shaomei obediently put half of her ass on the chair and said timidly, "I am indeed Xiaojun's former landlord." ”

Zhou Xiaolei snorted coldly and said, "If you are a charter wife, do you still need to do that kind of shameless thing?" ”

Zhang Shaomei was so ashamed that she couldn't find a crack in the ground to get into, and said, "I'...... I ......"

Zhou Xiaolei threw the interrogation record and pen in front of Wen Jun and said, "Say, don't grind, don't have any illusions, don't expect to go out if you don't explain your problems clearly." ”

Wen Jun obediently spread the notebook on the desk in front of him, picked up the pen, and said, "Sister Zhang, you better explain the situation clearly." ”

Zhang Shaomei thought for a while, understood her situation, bit her lip, and said timidly: "Xiaojun, can you keep it secret for me?" If my husband found out, he would have killed me. ”

Zhou Xiaolei snorted coldly again, and sneered: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? ”

Zhang Shaomei looked at Wen Jun with a pleading gaze, looking pitiful.

Wen Jun couldn't bear to say: "Sister Zhang, say it, we will keep it secret for you." ”

Zhang Shaomei sighed and said faintly: "You know, my husband is busy with business, and he runs at home and abroad all the year round, and it is rare for husband and wife to get together. I don't have any children, and the loneliness and suffering are really unimaginable to ordinary people. ”

Zhou Xiaolei sneered: "That's why you make chickens? ”

"Do...... Make chicken? Zhang Shaomei's face was full of astonishment and asked, "What is making chicken?" ”

Zhou Xiaolei glanced at her, her face was full of contempt, and sneered: "Hmph! Eldest sister, don't pretend to be ignorant in front of me, chickens and prostitutes have the same sound, you don't even know this bit of common sense, right? ”

When Zhang Shaomei understood, she was docile and timid before, and she suddenly became angry, stood up suddenly, pointed at Zhou Xiaolei's nose, and scolded: "You are the chicken!" Your whole family is chickens! ”

Zhou Xiaolei has never seen such a presumptuous and fierce woman, she dares to scold her for being a chicken! She stood up with a thud and rushed to Zhang Shaomei's face with lightning speed.

"Smack! Syllable! I only heard two crisp voices, and when I looked at Zhang Shaomei again, there were suddenly a few bright red marks on her beautiful face.

"Hmph, a woman who has been a chicken woman dares to be so arrogant in front of me!" Zhou Xiaolei said hatefully, and rolled up her sleeves, as if she couldn't enjoy the fight.

Zhang Shaomei was stunned by her two slaps and was stunned on the spot. When she felt the pain on her face, she suddenly howled like a pig, like a tigress, and threw her head into her arms desperately!

However, who is Zhou Xiaolei's opponent? Zhou Xiaolei was on the side of her body, and gently let go, Zhang Shaomei pounced, and her body slammed into the wall in front of her!

The harder you pounce, the harder you hit! If you hit the wall, your brains will probably pop out!

At the last moment, Wen Jun's figure flashed, and he quickly made a move, lightly touching the acupoint on Zhang Shaomei's back. Suddenly, her body seemed to be on the road, and she didn't move at all.

"Sister Xiaolei, do you know that you are a policeman?" Wen Jun couldn't help but say, his tone was a little stiff, "You're not afraid of getting killed?" ”

Seeing this thrilling scene, Zhou Xiaolei couldn't help but regret it, and her pretty face like a peach blossom turned pale! If the suspect is killed in the police station, the responsibility is greater.

Hearing Wen Jun's blame, she lowered her head and didn't say a word.

Wen Jun frowned and said coldly: "Sister Xiaolei, you are too impulsive now, and it is not suitable to continue the interrogation. You'd better go out first, I'll leave it to you. ”

Zhou Xiaolei felt guilty and walked out with her head down.

No matter how smart a woman is, once she knocks over the vinegar bottle, it is like a man who has been blinded by lard, so he becomes confused and upside down, stupid and stupid, and does not distinguish between right and wrong.

Wen Jun locked the door, turned around, and gently touched Zhang Shaomei's body to unlock her acupoint.

"Woo woo......" Zhang Shaomei was like a child who had been greatly wronged, lying on Wen Jun's shoulder and crying bitterly. The voice is so miserable that even a man's hard-hearted heart can't help but be soft.

"Sister Zhang, I'm sorry for making you feel wronged." Wen Jun patted her on the back, comforted her softly, and let her lie in his arms and cry.

When Zhang Shaomei had cried enough, from a "woo" cry to a "woo" sob, Wen Jun half-pushed her and half-pushed her to sit on the original chair, and then took out a few tissues from the carton on the desk and stuffed them into her hands, half joking, half serious and laughing: "Sister Zhang, don't cry, your beautiful face won't look good if you cry again." ”

Under Wen Jun's comfort, Zhang Shaomei slowly stopped crying, and sobbed while gently wiping her red eyes with a tissue: "Xiaojun, the policewoman insulted me just now, and I want her to apologize to me." ”

Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose, and said in his heart that he wanted Zhou Xiaolei to apologize to you, what is the difference between that and "the difficulty of Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky"?

He smiled and said, "Sister Zhang, she is that virtuous." You're big, so don't worry about her. ”

Zhang Shaomei said with a cold face: "That's not good, I can't swallow this breath." ”

Wen Jun squatted in front of Zhang Shaomei, grabbed her a Rouyi, and said with a hippie smile: "Sister Zhang, if you really want to vent your evil anger, just hit me in the face a few times." ”