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Tuk-tuk. There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

While speaking, Zhuo Jun, who was holding Puzi to guide the nine styles, and was doing the sixth type of "snake bending", closed his momentum and got up.

The door opened, Fang Yi was dressed in a pure black shapewear sports sweatshirt, standing at the door prettyly, the slightly draped cotton and linen material outlined her tall and slender figure so that people couldn't help but have some difficulty breathing, and behind her, the orange soft light in the corridor infected her, forming a perfect filling within the field of vision. The whole feeling is like a quiet and beautiful oil painting.

"Something?" A hint of appreciation flashed in Zhuo Jun's eyes, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and asked.

"Hmm. It's Fang Ke...... Since I came back, I haven't eaten or spoken. She seems to be more ...... Listen to you. Can you help me persuade her? Fang Yi pursed her lower lip, secretly clenched her fists, and pretended to relax.

The man in front of her felt so strange to her, from the first day of acquaintance, he had been constantly destroying her fixed perception of him, whenever she felt, oh, he should be such a person, it would soon bring her greater subversion, it felt more and more mysterious, more and more powerful, giggling all day long, but there seemed to be nothing that could make it difficult to get him.

Just like today, she and her father Fang Zhengyuan both saliva were exhausted, but Fang Ke's emotions were getting more and more excited, but he rushed up and yelled at her, and burst into foul language, Fang Ke actually didn't cry or make trouble like a demon, and obediently followed down, this matter, until now, she is still puzzled.

Moreover, he not only has a close relationship with the Guo team of the criminal police detachment of the city bureau, but today he actually casually grabbed a beautiful female police officer, although she is not a person in the system, but he can probably guess how much risk Song Qing said to them today.

In this way, I seem to have been looking at him with colored eyes and misunderstanding him, and he, quietly, is always helping.

Therefore, she now has no idea what kind of emotions and mentality to use to face him, coupled with the inherent psychological stubbornness, except for work, she has no way to communicate with strange men alone, it took a lot of courage to stand here, took three or four deep breaths, and warned herself in her heart vigorously, the tone should be soft, the attitude should be kind, and no more cold.

Zhuo Jun nodded, did not speak, and simply walked to the door, picked up his coat and draped it on his body.

"That, what you said today, about Fang Ke's legs......" Fang Yibei bit his lower lip and asked softly, his hands twisted nervously. At this moment, she felt that she was almost weak, but there was no way, the dual physical and psychological reactions caused by years of psychological stubbornness could not be adjusted in a while.

"Ah, that's what you say." Zhuo Jun shook his head seriously, "This, basically, is impossible. ”

It turned out that he was just a white lie in a hurry, and Fang Ke's illness, he was helpless!

When Fang Yizheng's face was full of disappointment, Zhuo Jun was already standing in front of her, looked at her perfect long legs up close with an admiring gaze, and chuckled: "It's no problem to make her a normal girl, but it's impossible to have legs that are longer than you and more beautiful than you." Like, a full score of only 100 points in an exam paper, no matter how hard she tries, she can't get 1001 points......"

Before Zhuo Jun finished speaking, Fang Yi let out a light sigh, and he had already hurried away like a rabbit with an arrow.

In the middle of the ring, Zhuo Jun withdrew his gaze from her slender and graceful back, and had a very firm conclusion in his heart, this woman is sick!

Very serious, heart disease!

Fang Ke's bedroom door was not closed, and the little girl who was rarely quiet, like a delicate Barbie doll, curled up on the balcony with her knees crossed, looking out the window attentively, her hair was scattered, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

After Zhuo Jun came in, he walked over and turned up the lights in the bedroom, and then he sat down, stood or walked around, flipping through books, turning on the computer, sniffing the flowers on the balcony, and knocking on the wall when he was bored...... It was as if it was in his own bedroom, but he didn't say a word the whole time.

The seven methods of health preservation, adjusting the mind, spitting, guiding, eating bait, preserving sperm, fumigation, and heavenly feeding.

The easiest thing to learn is tuning, and the most difficult thing to master is tuning.

In a fixed space, through some actions, a certain sound is caused to form a specific rhythm and rhythm, so as to effectively guide the mind and attention of the object, so that the other party can be completely separated from the original strong thinking mode and illusion picture, and cannot enter again in a short time.

Sure enough, only seven or eight minutes later, Fang Ke was curled up tightly like a chrysalis, and he became sitting on his side against the wall, his hands naturally hanging on his laps.

Zhuo Jun put his mind at ease and was about to turn around and leave, when the mobile phone rang suddenly, he took it out and looked at the number, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and the call was quite timely.

"Hey. Uncle Shi, it's me, Zhengding. Have you slept now? There is a situation that I would like to ask for. ”

"I'm waiting at the gate of the complex. You come and pick me up. ”

Zhuo Jun had already heard from Fang Zhengyuan and Fang Yi that the overall person in charge of the city's investigation team was Huo Yaoxiang, executive vice mayor, and the person in charge of the special case team under the investigation team was Guo Zhengding. However, because of his current position, he is obviously entangled with the party involved, so it is not easy to take the initiative to contact them, he has a good impression of these two people, he doesn't want them to be difficult, he originally wanted to wait and see what happens, but now he can't stand it, he can't watch them arbitrarily judge Fang Ke as a suspect who intentionally injured and seriously injured people.

So after listening to what Song Qing said today, he deliberately put a big satellite, the purpose was to make Guo Zhengding unbearable through Song Qing's message, and took the initiative to ask for help and invite him to participate in the investigation.

In fact, after he observed from a distance in the hospital last time, although he found some problems, it was not enough to overturn Fang Ke's suspicion, but no problem, the focus is on participation, as long as he can participate, with his ability, he can definitely reveal the truth.

Walking to the door, just as he was about to go out, Fang Ke suddenly turned around, his elf-like eyes, flashing with a flaming look of hope, and asked urgently: "Brother Zhuo, what you said on the roof of the building today, my legs ......?"

Legs, legs, legs! It's legs again! The big one just asked, and the small one asked again, in the woman's heart, is this all there is to it all day long!

Kid, you're about to be sent to court, people over there are in a vegetative state, and you're still here caring about your legs! Like words! Occasionally, it's a little bit of a pursuit!

However, thinking of the scene in the afternoon, and reading that this child was also a poor person, he did not stimulate her anymore, turned sideways, faced her, and nodded emphatically.

With a bang, the elf sitting on the side of the balcony seemed to be filled with infinite power in an instant, jumped down at once, and pounced murderously towards the food on the table......

Going down to the first floor, Fang Yi was curled up with delicate feet, nesting in the sofa in the living room and flipping through magazines, when he saw Zhuo Jun coming down, his expression tightened unconsciously, and his crystal toes painted with purple red dancome quickly retracted, and his whole relaxed body also subconsciously stiffened, pursing his lips and looking at Zhuo Jun.

"Where's Uncle Fang?" Zhuo Jun stopped and asked.

"My dad is not in good spirits, I just gave him a sleeping pill and has fallen asleep. Are you going to go out? Fang Yi asked softly.

Zhuo Jun nodded, "Change your coat and go out with me." ”