Zhang Xinlan was stunned.

She looked at Lin Ze, who was carefully absorbing the wound, in amazement, and her body tensed, not daring to come out.

"He's so pretty."

This is Zhang Xinlan's inner activity at this moment.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his straight nose, and his thin lips outlined a face that made Zhang Xinlan's heart flutter.

Staring at Lin Ze's face in a daze, Zhang Xinlan looked sluggish.

"Zzi-"

The wet touch from her fingers pulled Zhang Xinlan back to reality from her daze, and the indescribable electric shock hit her whole body from her fingers, as if she had struck her heart, making her tremble.

What does it feel like?

Zhang Xinlan asked herself strangely, her delicate face was flushed, and she was indescribably charming.

"I told you to be careful." Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Lin Ze took out a pack of tissues from his pocket again, deftly wrapped the wound, and said noncommittal. "With your impatient surname, it's hard to believe that you can stay in the police for long."

The finger was released, Zhang Xinlan retracted in a panic, and retorted: "Who said I can't stay for long? It's clear that your knife is too sharp. ”

It's just that the tone is fluctuating and weak, as if he is more coquettish than a harsh rebuttal to the little lover.

Lin Ze smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more. He lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

Zhang Xinlan saw him like this, but she was concerned. When he finished smoking a cigarette, there was still no sign of speaking. Zhang Xinlan couldn't help but say: "I took you back to the police station, but I didn't let you have a place to smoke." ”

"Then if you don't interrogate me, what will I say?" Lin Ze said boringly. "It's not too early, let's get to the point."

"Straight to the point?" Zhang Xinlan was slightly stunned and said a little inexplicably. "You're going to follow me back to the police station, I just suspect that any of you have a contraband. In the end, I didn't find it, what kind of topic did I enter? ”

Lin Ze frowned slightly, a trace of abruptness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately extinguished the cigarette butt, and a subtle resistance in his heart relaxed, and he smiled: "Then I can go back, right?" ”

Zhang Xinlan pouted slightly, this guy, does he hate staying with him so much?

Biting his lip, he said lukewarmly: "You have only been sitting here for half an hour, let you go now, wouldn't I be very shameless?" ”

"Hey, you're a fair and strict female sheriff, do you want us innocent citizens to blow cold air in the interrogation room for the sake of face?" Lin Ze pushed the coffee cup in front of him. "And don't give me coffee, beware of me suing you for mistreating good citizens."

Zhang Xinlan raised her wrist and glanced at the time, it was twelve o'clock at night. I made a phone call and ordered two suppers. Immediately said to Lin Ze: "I've been busy all night, and I haven't eaten yet, please eat supper, and you can leave after eating." ”

"But I've just eaten-" Lin Ze looked at the supper in front of him in embarrassment, and touched his belly. "How do I sleep at night after eating so much?"

"Then you watch me eat." Zhang Xinlan broke open the chopsticks and ate it.

Seeing this, Lin Ze had to follow Zhang Xinlan to eat. After all, he was drinking all the night supper, and he didn't eat any food. At this moment, smelling the fragrant supper, I have a great appetite.

Zhang Xinlan glanced at Lin Ze, who was eating with relish, the corners of her soft mouth turned up slightly, and said, "You slow down, and no one will rob you." ”

"I've tried hard to restrain myself." Lin Ze ate two vegetables and poured a sip of tea.

The interrogation room was cold and cold, but the atmosphere was very harmonious, and the man and woman seemed to have a tacit understanding of eating supper, but in fact they had their own thoughts. It's just that Zhang Xinlan's mind is biased towards personal issues.

Lin Ze wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, burped with satisfaction, and said, "When you are full of food and drink, let's go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers." ”

"Can you still get a taxi so late?" Zhang Xinlan asked tentatively.

"I'm big brother." Lin Ze raised his mobile phone and smiled. "Just a phone call and a convoy can be sent to pick me up."

Zhang Xinlan said disdainfully: "You're quite proud, aren't you?" ”

"I'm just stating a fact." Lin Ze said with a smile.

Zhang Xinlan was about to say something, but her mobile phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID is Director Cheng, Zhang Xinlan is a little puzzled, it's one o'clock in the morning now, is there anything else?

Answering the phone, Zhang Xinlan said calmly: "Cheng Ju, is there something wrong?" ”

"You and Lin Ze are in the interrogation room?" Director Cheng asked bluntly.

"Well, yes." Zhang Xinlan nodded, but there was a trace of confusion between her eyebrows.

"You go back to the office first, I have something to talk to Lin Ze." Director Cheng said in a slightly uncomfortable tone.

"This-" Zhang Xinlan's heart suddenly burst, but she still agreed.

"Director Cheng will be here in a moment, you are here and waiting. My office is upstairs, and if you don't have a car, I can give you a ride back. ”

"Goodbye." Lin Ze said casually.

Zhang Xinlan returned to the office full of thoughts, lying on the desk and playing with the small objects on the table. Silent in a daze.

Frankly, she thought it was a little weird. As for what was weird, she couldn't say for a while.

After staying in the office for a long time, her head suddenly became clear. Seems to have thought of something-

"Ever since I met Lin Ze, I seem to have been entrusted by Director Cheng-" Zhang Xinlan muttered with a confused expression. And every time he performs an important task, he seems to be dealing with Lin Ze. Is it because—"

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Smack.

Lin Ze slowly lit a cigarette. At this moment, he has been invited to the office by Cheng Ziqiang, with freshly squeezed coffee, soft China, and comfortable sofa chairs in front of him. But Lin Ze didn't take a sip of coffee or smoke a Chinese cigarette. He lit Changbai with his hand, and casually glanced at Cheng Ziqiang, who was slightly cramped.

"Mr. Lin, I wanted to talk to Scar directly. But it doesn't seem like a good idea to think about jumping over you like this. So after thinking about it, I'd better talk to you first. Director Cheng said kindly.

In fact, Cheng Ziqiang is not a kind person in the first place. Not to mention at work, even if he is to his parents and children, he is not a loving son and father. But in the face of Lin Ze, he almost subconsciously raised his eyebrows. I was worried that too tough an attitude would make Lin Ze angry.

Secondly, even in the face of Scar, he dares to talk arrogantly and indifferently. There's no need to talk bullshit about non-conformity. He is so low-key and peaceful in front of Lin Ze, it is not that Lin Ze is the boss behind Scar. It's another layer of his identity.

This level of identity is something that Cheng Ziqiang can't afford to provoke, and he doesn't dare to provoke.

Every time his old boss who was transferred to Yanjing returned to Huaxin City, Cheng Ziqiang would visit him, and occasionally talk about Huaxin City back then. The old boss only said one thing to Cheng Ziqiang: This kind of thing is not something you can manage at your level!

Although this is a very slap in the face. But Cheng Ziqiang, who has been immersed in silver in officialdom for many years, is not depressed, nor is he angry at all.

A slap in the face?

It was indeed a slap in the face.

But if you don't know the news, you haven't been reminded by your old boss. Then Cheng Ziqiang is not just a slap in the face.

In officialdom, in addition to network resources, what is the most important capital? It's information.

The most confidential information often allows people in the officialdom to make the most correct decisions and stand in line with the most subtlety. Cheng Ziqiang has been reminded by his old boss, and he categorically will not sing against Lin Ze. I dare not sing, and I can't sing.

Even he still hasn't had a complete grasp of Lin Ze's identity. He didn't even know what Lin Ze was doing.

Agent? Members of the Military Sharp Knives? Or—

Cheng Ziqiang didn't care about this, he just needed to keep admonishing himself. Don't go against Lin Ze, don't sing against Lin Ze. That's stupidity!

"You can talk to him directly." Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke, slightly depressed between his eyebrows, and said lightly. "Of course, you can also contact me directly to talk."

In the first sentence, he said it lightly, and in the latter, it was noticeably more aggravated.

Cheng Ziqiang immediately understood what Lin Ze was referring to, and awkwardly diverted the topic: "I have cleaned up those fields of Scar, on the one hand, to eliminate the bastards who want to cause trouble, and on the other hand, to be under pressure. After a month, if Scar doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, I'll gradually loosen the rules. At that time, our bureau will maintain law and order, and Scar will make money in a low-key manner. It's a happy situation for all. ”

"Don't worry, Scar isn't stupid. Coming out to mix is nothing more than trying to make money. Lin Ze said perfunctorily. He's not going to mess around. ”

Since he was invited by Cheng Ziqiang, Lin Ze didn't put on a stand and kept silent, and helped Scar say what he had to say.

"That's for the best." Cheng Ziqiang rubbed his palms and said. "I hope that everyone can live in peace and quiet in the future."

Lin Ze shrugged his shoulders and slowly took a puff of his cigarette.

Cheng Ziqiang pondered Lin Ze's indifferent and casual expression, paid attention to it in his heart, and said in a different tone: "Brother Xiaolin, in fact, these few times, I will only choose when I have no choice out of necessity——"

"I hope this is the last time." Lin Ze glanced at him indifferently and said expressionlessly. "If there is anything, you can contact me directly, without going through Zhang Xinlan."

Swept away by Lin Ze's sharp eyes, Cheng Ziqiang immediately felt a little worried, and nodded busily: "Brother Xiaolin, don't worry, there will be no next time." ”

Lin Ze nodded slightly, and made a final conclusion in a flat tone: "My friendliness to her is not a capital you can use. With that, he slowly got up and walked out the door.

"It's so late in the day, it's not easy to get a taxi. Why don't I ask Xiao Zhang to take you home? Cheng Ziqiang said behind him.

"I think the private life of your subordinate is very inappropriate." Lin Ze took a cigarette in his mouth and said locally. "Let her take me home, I'm worried that she'll pull me out into the wilderness and defile me."

Cheng Ziqiang's legs were weak when he heard this, and Zhang Xinlan, who had just come downstairs, was soft and soft, and almost rolled down the stairs.

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