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Feng Yifan was raised in Situ Qianri Riqing stewed pork bone soup, wolfberry black chicken soup, and gastrodia pig brain soup, and was raised to be fat and fat. The little girl had a hundred reasons to refuse the tempting soup every day, and Situ Qian had a thousand ways to make her swallow her tongue when she ate it.

On this day, she was complaining about herself again while tasting the soup. Xu Xiaonan, who hadn't seen her for half a week, pushed the door in, smelled the fragrance, and quickly locked Feng Yifan.

Seeing that he seemed to be interested, Situ Qian poured some from the thermos cup and handed it to him.

At this moment, the three masters and apprentices gathered together and drank soup. Talking about the progress of Wang Xing's side, I saw Xu Xiaonan shake his head, "It seems that I still have to go to Boshi and have a good talk with Li Yan." ”

Feng Yifan proposed, "Why don't I accompany you, professor?" ”

"Okay, let's go tomorrow."

After the matter was finalized, Xu Xiaonan went to the director of the hall to report some situation. Seeing others leave, Feng Yifan couldn't sit still. As before, I had to run to the forensic team again. Situ Qian was obviously accustomed to it, and when she saw that she was about to slip away again, she asked symbolically: "Where are you going?" ”

"The forensic team, I have something to ......"

"It's urgent, isn't it?"

The little girl kept nodding violently, for fear that Situ Qian wouldn't let her go one second late. I saw Situ Qian smiling quietly, and then asked, "Then don't you eat together at noon?" ”

"No, today Wednesday, I made an appointment with Uncle Zhou to eat chicken thigh rice every Wednesday."

At this point, Situ Qian could only wave his hand at her helplessly.

Feng Yifan trotted and walked towards the forensic team. She has been here a lot these days, and she has long been familiar with the way to the forensic team. The little girl was thinking about it at this moment, what kind of breakfast did the forensic team bring today? Shouldn't she hurry up and have a few bites later?

In fact, she did.

When she entered the door of the forensic team, the young people inside had already received the news and devoured it, eager to stuff things directly into their stomachs. When Feng Yifan arrived, they just settled the last bite. The little girl looked at them with disdain, then waved her hand and turned around and entered Forensic Doctor Yang's office, and when the door was closed, she only heard a group of young people outside say with palpitations: "Finally go to scourge Boss Yang." ”

Feng Yifan's face was unhappy, and he looked at the gloating Yang Forensic Doctor, and his small mouth was pouted quite high. "Am I that disgusting?"

"You don't, but your stomach does."

“……”

The two of them stayed in the office for a while, discussing the collection of the man's corpse's blood sample, and she didn't leave until dinner. Although Feng Yifan was delicious, she was only interested in the breakfast of the forensic team, and she didn't look interested in lunch or anything.

Because the group of people in the forensic team don't eat red meat, they don't love animal offal, and their favorite thing on weekdays is fish. At this point, Feng Yifan feels that it is very similar to Xu Xiaonan.

In the cafeteria, Uncle Zhou helped the little girl reserve a seat early, and the fact that the two of them regularly eat chicken leg rice every Wednesday has long spread throughout the city bureau. The others didn't even make up a piece, but they all liked to watch Feng Yifan eat, the little girl could eat very fragrant every time, just watching her eat, she felt very delicious.

There are a few older people who are also very fond of this lovely girl on weekdays. At this time, seeing that her plate was full of meat, she couldn't help but send a few chopsticks and dishes, and the little girl said thank you, and she was very happy to eat correctly.

Uncle Zhou looked at her with a happy look and asked, "How are the chicken legs today?" Isn't it tender and juicy? ”

The little girl was a little disgusted, "I still like last Wednesday, crispy chicken thighs are my true love." ”

"Our guy likes crispy chicken thighs too?"

Speaking of that, Feng Yifan became interested, "Uncle Zhou, you said to show me his photo last time, but you haven't fulfilled it until now!" Quick, let me see. Otherwise, I won't be eating chicken leg rice with you next Wednesday! ”

Uncle Zhou saw that this little girl was more serious, and hurriedly explained: "Unless the undercover police officer is reinstated, he can't leave the negatives." Don't say I don't have it here, even if there is one at my level, I really can't see it. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan could only give up, and asked with a lack of interest: "Then when will he come back, you remember to inform me, I want to see if he is really as handsome as you say!" ”

When the words fell, I saw the police officer behind Feng Yifan shouting: "Professor Xu." ”

In the next second, Feng Yifan suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster. Sure enough, this time

In fact, she did.

When she entered the door of the forensic team, the young people inside had already received the news and devoured it, eager to stuff things directly into their stomachs. When Feng Yifan arrived, they just settled the last bite. The little girl looked at them with disdain, then waved her hand and turned around and entered Forensic Doctor Yang's office, and when the door was closed, she only heard a group of young people outside say with palpitations: "Finally go to scourge Boss Yang." ”

Feng Yifan's face was unhappy, and he looked at the gloating Yang Forensic Doctor, and his small mouth was pouted quite high. "Am I that disgusting?"

"You don't, but your stomach does."

“……”

The two of them stayed in the office for a while, discussing the collection of the man's corpse's blood sample, and she didn't leave until dinner. Although Feng Yifan was delicious, she was only interested in the breakfast of the forensic team, and she didn't look interested in lunch or anything.

Because the group of people in the forensic team don't eat red meat, they don't love animal offal, and their favorite thing on weekdays is fish. At this point, Feng Yifan feels that it is very similar to Xu Xiaonan.

In the cafeteria, Uncle Zhou helped the little girl reserve a seat early, and the fact that the two of them regularly eat chicken leg rice every Wednesday has long spread throughout the city bureau. The others didn't even make up a piece, but they all liked to watch Feng Yifan eat, the little girl could eat very fragrant every time, just watching her eat, she felt very delicious.

There are a few older people who are also very fond of this lovely girl on weekdays. At this time, seeing that her plate was full of meat, she couldn't help but send a few chopsticks and dishes, and the little girl said thank you, and she was very happy to eat correctly.

Uncle Zhou looked at her with a happy look and asked, "How are the chicken legs today?" Isn't it tender and juicy? ”

The little girl was a little disgusted, "I still like last Wednesday, crispy chicken thighs are my true love." ”

"Our guy likes crispy chicken thighs too?"

Speaking of that, Feng Yifan became interested, "Uncle Zhou, you said to show me his photo last time, but you haven't fulfilled it until now!" Quick, let me see. Otherwise, I won't be eating chicken leg rice with you next Wednesday! ”

Uncle Zhou saw that this little girl was more serious, and hurriedly explained: "Unless the undercover police officer is reinstated, he can't leave the negatives." Don't say I don't have it here, even if there is one at my level, I really can't see it. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan could only give up, and asked with a lack of interest: "Then when will he come back, you remember to inform me, I want to see if he is really as handsome as you say!" ”

When the words fell, I saw the police officer behind Feng Yifan shouting: "Professor Xu." ”

In the next second, Feng Yifan suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster. Sure enough, this time