When Bai Ling'er returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Since she came back from Thailand, her whole person has changed a lot.

Whether at work or alone at home, she is not as "lively" as she used to be.

Xiu Mei is always slightly twisted, and the time of silence is far longer than the time of talking.

Her abnormal state was seen by the bureau, and she was anxious in her heart, and she discussed with Lao Ma and others more than once in private what kind of method should be used to make her lively again.

Everyone knows that Bai Linger's temperament changed because when he went to Thailand to arrest Huang Zhiqiang, he experienced a rather bloody and cruel experience.

Don't look at her flying in the green mountains in the past, she can't do it.

That's because of the police badge on her head, and the cover of the bureau's seat.

The cruelty of the trip to Thailand completely shattered her self-confidence and made her begin to learn to think about life.

However, this kind of thing is not urgent, and it is not as simple as rewriting it after you make a typo and erase it with an eraser.

Only by taking advantage of the domestic greenhouse-like environment can she slowly dissolve the fright she was subjected to.

It would be nice if that bastard Li Nannan could come back with her and immediately become the uncle of the Qingshan police.

With him here, Bai Ling'er must have put on the talisman of Taishang Laojun's "Urgent as a Law" on the door of his head, and the gods and horses were evil and devilish, and they all stood aside.

It's a pity that that kid, after finally clearing the suspicion of being a drug lord, he didn't know where he died.

If he can come back, stay by Officer Bai's side, and be her most loyal lackey - the bureau once frankly told several deputy bureaus that the Qingshan police will definitely give him the greatest convenience, even if he robs people's girls in broad daylight, he will not care.

Of course Bai Ling'er didn't know the good intentions of the bureau.

She also noticed that she was mentally wrong recently, and when she was alone and had nothing to do, she would always think about bad things, so she hoped to do more work to fill her empty life.

Tonight, it was Bai Ling'er who led the team to assist the military in carrying out an urban anti-terrorism exercise in the garden villa area in the south.

She had also participated in such missions before.

However, the scale of the military operation this time is much larger than in the past.

Not only did they dispatch urban armored vehicles, more than a dozen warrior military vehicles, but also a large number of snipers and naval special combat personnel participated, and the formation was like facing a great enemy, so that Bai Ling'er, who was in charge of the perimeter guard work, began to suspect that this was not an exercise.

It's a real action.

After the task, Bai Linger led the team back to the city bureau and reported to the bureau seat who was on duty at night.

When she was in the city bureau, Bai Linger was still very energetic.

But why, when she pushed open the door of her house, her legs were like lead, and she didn't want to take another step, and she didn't want to move when she sat on the sofa?

It's strange that as soon as she sits down, Li Nannan's appearance will appear in front of her.

He smiled evilly, he pretended to be embarrassed, he wanted to tear apart Huang Zhiqiang's ruthlessness.

And so on, and so on, like a movie, slowly passing through the scenes in front of her eyes.

Fortunately, Li Nannan's appearance not only pulled her and her colleagues back from the cliff of death and injury, but also won a million-dollar subsidy.

That money didn't go to the public account.

At the risk of being masturbated by the black gauze hat, the bureau divided it privately, and only gave it to these people who went to Thailand on a mission.

Two disabled colleagues, $300,000 each.

Bai Linger and others divided the other hundreds of thousands equally.

Coupled with the bonuses given by the provincial department and the municipal bureau for them to complete the task, except for the two disabled people, everyone can be regarded as making a windfall.

Bai Ling'er didn't care about the money.

She only hoped that he would appear in front of her when she remembered Li Nannan.

It's good to give a call, too.

As soon as Officer Bai thought of this, the mobile phone on the desk sounded with a clang, and the name of Li Scumbag danced happily on the screen.

"Damn, does God really exist?"

Officer Bai, who was startled, jumped up from the sofa and picked up his mobile phone.

The idiom impatience can't describe the speed at which Officer Bai answers the phone.

Without waiting for the person on the other side of the phone to say anything, she asked anxiously: "Li Nannan, where are you now?" ”

"Aoyama."

Standing in front of Helan Xiaoxin's bedroom window, looking out at the mountain behind, Li Nannan was a little strange how quickly Officer Bai answered the phone, how could it be so fast.

"Where is Aoyama?"

Bai Ling'er asked anxiously: "Tell me the address quickly, I'll go look for you." ”

"In the dead of night, let's meet alone, isn't it?"

"Y-you bastard!"

"How do you curse?"

"You-"

Officer Bai suddenly sobbed silently.

Li Nannan was even more strange and a little helpless: "Okay, okay, I'll scold you as you like." Don't cry. Alas, don't you know, I have the most headache for girls to cry? ”

"Li Nannan, I want to see you."

Bai Ling'er snorted heavily and said very simply.

"It's no good for you to associate with me now."

Li Nannan was silent for a moment before he said, "Officer Bai, please believe me, I'm not lying to you. As for me, I'm now synonymous with bad luck. Whoever is close to me is unlucky. ”

Li Nannan called Bai Ling'er, but he was also forced to do so.

The Castle Peak Fashion Festival is about to be held, and he must get the booth ready, otherwise all his previous efforts will be greatly reduced.

It is also said that this fashion festival is the largest fashion festival held in Aoyama.

At that time, not only well-known domestic enterprises will participate in the exhibition, but also several foreign brands.

After the influence increases, the group of reporters who come to do free publicity for the Southern Stockings will also increase accordingly.

It can be said to have attracted attention at home and abroad.

If Southern Stockings misses this event, it will definitely be an irreparable loss.

But.

Li Nannan now hates the word "but", but he has to admit that it is precisely because of its existence that he can more vividly describe his current helplessness.

But because Jing Hongming, Hua Yeshen, Longcheng City, and especially Helan Xiaoxin were taken away, Li Nannan no longer has an upper route to go, even Yue Zitong, oh, no, it's Grandma Feng's line is gone, what else does he expect to make the Convention and Exhibition Center change his mind?

Bai Ling'er?

No, no, she's too low.

Counting on her to contend with the Jinghua Lin family, Li Nannan might as well find a telephone pole to hit his head.

But—

Damn, it's this word again.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Li Nannan still decided to call Bai Ling'er.

He gave up the hope of letting Southern stockings show off in the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

Instead, he looked outside.

No matter how awesome Jinghua Linjia is, it seems that you have no right to interfere, local enterprises in Tsingshan, put up a stage on the street outside the convention and exhibition center, and let the international supermodels walk coquettishly at the opening of the fashion festival, right?

The trivial matters of setting up a high platform and making a large LCD screen are not difficult for Dong Shixiong and them.

When the time comes, Li Nannan will ask all the employees of the company to take to the streets and distribute leaflets.

The exhibition of theirs in the exhibition and the display of the Southern Group outside the exhibition is a bit of a match.

As for who can attract the audience more and attract a group of reporters who help with propaganda for free, Li Nannan doesn't need to ask about the consequences, he just wants to laugh.

The Southern Group, which has Crawford, the world's top supermodel, loses to those companies in the exhibition, then Li Nanfang can die.

But- cough.

However, if the Southern Group wants to set up a high platform and sing a big opera, it must be allowed by the police.

Any performance that has not been registered with the police is illegal, and it may be driven away by the chengguan team at any time, waving a shield.

It's not too simple to find the police for a record.

For one thing, it's normal.

Second, Li Nanfang just did the Qingshan police a big favor, if the bureau did not approve it, he dared to insult the bureau lady.

In order to ensure that there would be no problems with the open-air performance, Li Nannan decided that he would not show up until the performance started.

Then, it is necessary to ask Bai Ling'er, who owes him a great affection, to come forward and be willing to serve him as a dog and horse.

"Okay, you wait, I'll call the bureau right away. No, no, I immediately rushed to the city bureau and personally reported the matter to the bureau seat. ”

Hearing Li Nannan repeatedly emphasize that in addition to asking Officer Bai for help, he was really desperate, and the super sense of presence in Bai Linger's heart lifted her spirits.

The white police officer, who has always been in a hurry, is back.

Without waiting for Li Nannan to say anything, she grabbed her clothes, draped them on her body and rushed out of the door.

When she came home, the sky was full of stars, and she felt very cold.

When she went out, the sky was still full of stars above her head, but there was a small flame called "love" in her heart, which cared about burning, and her heart was warm and comfortable.

Feng Yunting was uncomfortable.

He was originally very comfortable, very comfortable, especially when he saw Yue Zitong's little face flushed, his eyes blurred, and waves of charm outward.

He didn't doubt that Yue Zitong now hoped that he could walk over like a gentleman and help her up from the table, the two of them forehead to forehead, holding each other's shoulders, slowly spinning their figures, dancing waltzes, and walking to the comfortable big bed in the suite.

The time has come.

But—yes.

But just when Feng Dashao knew that the time had come and was about to stand up, his left shoulder suddenly itched like a pinprick.

It's normal to have a sudden itch on your body.

Just scratch it.

But what a special thing, how can the more you scratch it, the more itchy?

At first, it was itchy in the left shoulder, and soon it was itchy in the neck.

This itch, like growing legs, started from Feng Dashao's left shoulder and quickly spread to the whole body, even the steel gun that he stepped over and couldn't bend even if he broke it with a vice.

What the hell is going on?

Dropping the chain at a critical moment can't describe Feng Dashao's anger at this time.

It was like 10,000 ants, swimming all over the body, and Feng Dashao, who was biting, stood up screaming, tore off the clothes on his body, and kept grabbing it with his hands.

In the beginning, he was still able to stand and catch.

Later, he simply lay on the ground and rolled all over the ground.

The screams he made were worse than the slaughter of pigs, and of course they could alarm the hotel owner, and after bringing him good wine, he also took advantage of the situation to live in the hotel.

Feng Dashao is like this, how can Yue Zitong dedicate himself?

"Tie him up and take him to the hospital immediately!"

The owner, who was afraid that this man would die in his own hotel, quickly made the most correct decision.

At his command, three or five waiters pounced on him, like a pig, and pressed him to the ground and tied him up with ropes.

Feng Dashao's subordinates were also panicked, how could they care about ignoring Yue Zitong again.

Anyway, he didn't know Mr. Yue, and thought she was one of Feng Dashao's many lovers.

While calling Feng Dashao's father, he ran out without touching the ground.

"Is that what God meant? I was determined to masochize myself, and it turned out to be like this. ”

It had been a long time since Yue Zitong woke up from his state of confusion, shook his head with a wry smile, and staggered out of the room.