2:20 p.m. on September 5.

In the lobby of the South City Metropolitan Police Department.

Because he had already been here once, Jiang Han was already in a state of familiarity in a sense, and he found the lounge very familiarly, stood on tiptoe and took a cup of coffee in the caring eyes of the police witch, and sat on a relatively high sofa, his little feet in Martin boots dangling in mid-air, colliding from time to time.

I don't like coffee very much, but with this cup in her hand, she can't make a voice of condemnation or reproach in her heart no matter what.

The mellow aroma is full, and the smell of solid coffee bean grinding ingredients wafts up...... Witches have a keen sense of taste, and there is always an extra experience when it comes to tasting food!

Satisfied, she set her sights on the biscuits on the table in the waiting lounge.

Looks like it's just baked......

Outside the door of the lounge, a police detective wearing a cloak, a short skirt, and long boots hurried by, and the absolute field of gray stockings made people look twice.

It's Detective Kong Yanwei, she's looking for me? Jiang Han remembered the other party's name, raised his hand and called twice:

"Detective, this way, this way!"

Miss Kong's unsparkling eyes turned, and she strode over with a flick of her cloak, like some kind of giant bat in the night.

"You're a little early." She said, her tone slightly stiff.

Is this guy in a bad mood? Jiang Han didn't want to cause trouble, and said with a smile:

"It's better to arrive a little early......"

"That's right, it's better to be early!" Kong Yanwei's voice was a little louder, she tilted her head, put her hand on the staff sleeve around her waist, was silent for a moment, then let go of her hand and rubbed her temples, "I'm sorry, my tone is not very good, and it is too loud, please follow me, Miss Han." ”

She turned around and led the way in front.

"It's okay, but what happened today?" Jiang Han asked cautiously, for fear that a wrong question would provoke the detective.

"A lot of things!" Miss Detective walked to the side of the elevator, asked Jiang Han to turn her back, and bent down to help her tie the safety device.

From behind, the detectives can almost completely cover Jiang Han, and in front of these detectives with an average height of 180cm, Miss Jiang Han looks too petite, just like a doll of a larger size.

She was a little stiff, she could feel the detective's slender hands moving around her waist, she could feel the detective's warm breathing, and with a short piece of body contact, the safety gear was equipped.

"Here, turn around." Kong Yanwei said.

Jiang Han obediently turned around and asked the detective to check himself, feeling the same as when he went out in elementary school, his mother checked him.

Miss, go away...... My neck is going to be sore...... Jiang Han raised his head, felt the pressure on his neck, and said with a smile:

"Is it an unpleasant thing, or a very hateful and unpleasant thing, or an ordinary but troublesome thing?"

Smiling helps heal, Kong Yanwei's expression softened a little, tilted her head, and sighed:

"I shouldn't be complaining to you, it's an internal affair after all, but those Authority witches are really bad running water guys, they just told us that they were coming soon, and made one of our team members work hard to change the training ground scene to a filming scene, and then told us that they would be two hours late...... I have to complain about their work efficiency, they are committing a crime against the country! ”

After complaining, Kong Yanwei held Jiang Han in her arms this time and ejected through the elevator.

Catapulted directly to the seventh group of shooting ranges during the last magazine shooting, Jiang Han jumped out of the arms of the detective lady, and after landing, he stepped on the Martin boots, pulled the ice-colored stockings up, turned his head, and said curiously:

"It wasn't like that last time."

"Huh?" The detective patted his cloak with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Han gestured:

"Last time you let me fly by myself, why did you ...... this time?"

The detective suddenly realized and said with a smile:

"Last time was the first time we worked together, and we just rescued it if we broke it. Now, you may have to cooperate in the future, so I'm afraid that you will accidentally break it, and you won't cooperate with us next time. ”

If you break it, you just need to save it...... Honestly, Miss Detective, I don't want to continue working with you right now...... The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched.

It's a bit strange that the shooting range has been remodeled now, and the witch's engineering abilities have to be mentioned here.

A group of witches, with the help of a professional architect, can repair the ...... of Notre Dame Cathedral in one day.

And the last time Jiang Han came, there was still an ancient castle scene in the shooting range as a special training scene, but this time he came and disappeared directly.

Instead, there is a science fiction scene-like exhibition hall, about a dozen booths, all of which display different folding spaces, and the detectives are also very heroic in front of the pond next to the high-tech exhibition hall, stripping and changing, as if to change into the uniform of the Folding Space Authority to shoot......

Miss Song Kexin, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, black pantyhose, and flat leather shoes, was directing with a cold face.

Jiang Han walked over, stood on tiptoe and waved his hand in front of the other party, and then said hello when she saw that her attention was on herself:

"Good afternoon, Officer Song!"

Jiang Han, who was smiling brightly, neutralized the low pressure of the police officer, let Officer Song exhale softly, stretched out his index finger to the members of the seventh group, pointed to the sky, turned clockwise three times, and then clasped his thumb under the palm of his hand, and waved his four fingers together towards the exhibition hall area.

The members of the seventh group quickly ran to the exhibition hall area, took pictures and checked them, and they would spray them with red spray in some places, while others would spray them with blue spray.

"That's it, that's right, that's it!" A witch standing next to her shouted intoxicated.

Song Kexin calmed down, patted the witch on the shoulder, and said very seriously:

"Whether you can get a reduced sentence depends on this wave."

Commutation? Commutation, commutation!? Wait, who is this witch who wants to reduce her sentence? Jiang Han's eyes widened.

Song Kexin turned her head and said seriously and angrily:

"This is Miss Hua Xinyu, a well-known architect and designer of a tourist landmark, who was sentenced to 4 months of lockdown and education control for taking artistic photos of underage witches."

Hua Xinyu looked at Jiang Han, with fear on her face, turned her head and shouted at Song Kexin:

"! You're a bad cop! Say! What are you pulling an underage girl for? Do you want me to be sentenced to another 4 months? And also! Aren't you fishing for law enforcement!? ”

"Tender your mother's moves, put highlights! Miss Jiang Han is an adult...... 18 years old! There is it in the database.,It's written on the ID card.,And it's not good.,Tender your mother, look at people's breasts.,Is there a model of this for minors? Song Kexin also burst out and roared.

Then, Hua Xinyu's expression suddenly changed, and her smile was extremely perverted, reminiscent of those perverted murderers in Hong Kong Island horror movies in the early years.

She is polite and has a perverted smile:

“… So, she's an adult? ”

Officer Song Kexin nodded, his expression was serious, with a hint of ripples:

"Adulthood."

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