Moreover, the feeling of flesh and blood is much more interesting than being fed all day long or indulging in love.

Mr. X was in the middle of his memories when the door to the main training ground was suddenly pushed open. He looked back and saw Billy. Owens walked in, with two panda eyes and a bandage on his nose.

Mr. X raised his eyebrows without a trace, "It doesn't seem like it's going to be easy today, Owens?" ”

"Yes, teacher." Owens bowed to him, "But I still want to come to class." ”

"Well done," Mr. X put his arm around Owens' shoulder, "I like motivated young people." Listen...... Would you like to take them to do routine exercises during the warm-up? ”

Hearing the compliment, Owens bowed deeply, his broad back almost parallel to the floor: "Okay, teacher. ”

"Then go ahead." He patted Owens on the shoulder, "Don't let them get too upset. ”

Owens looked up, a glint in his eyes.

Mr. X nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, you have the essentials, kid." ”

Yan Xiaojing walked out of the apartment and found the police car without a sign across the street, and couldn't help frowning.

Soventana got out of the car, took three steps and ran to her.

"I've heard," his gaze fell on Yan Xiaojing's lips, "how do you feel?" ”

"It's better."

"Come on, I'll take you to the editorial office."

"Thank you, I'd better walk."

Songwen Tana's lips opened slightly, wanting to dissuade him, but Yan Xiaojing held down his forearm and comforted himself: "I won't be intimidated by this incident, it's not that I can't live." I had to face that alley myself, and it was at least better to go during the day than at night. ”

He could only nod: "Okay." But remember to take a taxi when you get home in the evening, or call us to pick you up. ”

"Oto Thana ......"

"I'm glad you can see it." Soventana walked across the street towards the police car, turning around and shouting, "Oh, I don't think you heard about the good things Chalunwang did last night." ”

Yan Xiaojing would be mistaken, but still asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"He went to see that little bastard last night. As far as I know, after our dutiful Mr. Detective stopped, the kid went back to the hospital to get his nose straightened. Soventana opened the car door, got into the car, and asked, "Can we see you again today?" ”

"Yes, I want to know about the case of that car bomb~."

"I guess so, we'll see you later." He waved his hand and drove away.

However, it dragged on until 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and Yan Xiaojing did not report to the police station. All morning, everyone in the office asked to hear her recount of the harrowing experience. And at noon, Gan Ha insisted on organizing everyone to go out for a big meal to soothe Yan Xiaojing's soul. When she got back to the office, she spent the whole afternoon eating calcium chews and nonchalantly handling the mail.

Although she was aware of the unfinished work at hand, it was obviously unrealistic for her to spend time in the current situation to complete the report on the illegal possession of heavy firearms. Besides, what Su Pan gave her was not the front page headline of the urban version, there was no need to rush the manuscript desperately, and there was no deadline for the manuscript anyway.

On the contrary, Su Pan asked her to do some editing and typesetting work. The two reports that were thrown over this time were all manuscripts from his subordinates, and he asked her to check whether the quotations were true. Copying the standards of the time when he worked at the Bangkok Times, the accuracy of the news is barely one of Supan's rare strengths. But no matter how many revisions Yan Xiaojing added to the manuscript, her signature never appeared in the reports of the old guys. Su Pan didn't care if the sweat she put in was directly proportional to the reward she received, which was too shameful.

By the time she finished editing, it was almost 6 p.m. Yan Xiaojing sent the manuscript to Su Pan's mailbox, hesitating whether to go to the police station today. He had made a record of the case when he went to her house last night, and there was nothing to add to today. The thought of being under the same roof as the person who violated her made Yan Xiaojing feel even more uneasy, even if there was an iron fence between the two.

Plus, she still felt exhausted.

"Yan Xiaojing!"

Su Pan's shouts came from the office, and she jumped up like a frightened bird.

"I don't have time to talk to you right now, I'm going to the police station now." She turned back and replied loudly. Although the evasion tactics dragged on for a while at most, at least she didn't have to worry about how to deal with Su Pan at night.

What's more, she really wants to know more about the car bomb ~ bomb case.

She sprinted out of the office and toward the police station, six blocks to the west.

The Pattaya Police Station is a typical 60s municipal building of the 20th century with a total of two floors. Its exterior seemed imposing at the time, but over time the building has lost its elegance. Numerous narrow windows open on the gray-white concrete walls, and the layout is slightly messy. The black cracks in the roof stretched to the sides, like a bleeding wound. The interior was in hopelessly poor condition, with dirty gray-green oil blankets on the floor, scaled faux wood frames, and brown interior wall patches. After 40 years of neglected cleaning, most of the dust has fallen into every crevice and crack in the room, and I am afraid that it will take a high-pressure spray gun and toothbrush to clean all this dirt.

It may also require a court order to get everyone out of the house.

The police showed great goodwill to Yan Xiaojing's arrival. As soon as she stepped into the police station, everyone swarmed over and greeted her. It was easy to squeeze out of the crowd, and in order not to let people see the tears in her eyes, she walked to the control center and talked to the two boys at the reception for a while. During the conversation, she learned that except for a few suspects who needed urgent questioning and handling, on the whole today was a peaceful day.

Just as she was about to leave, Charunwang walked in through the back door.

He wears jeans and a turtleneck shirt, and a red windbreaker jacket on his hands. His black hair was wet, as if his day had just begun. Considering how busy he was last night, maybe he really just got up. Yan Xiaojing stared at the leather holster on his shoulder, the black butt reflecting a metallic glow as his arm swung.

He walked straight towards Yan Xiaojing: "Do you have time to talk?" ”

She nodded, "Yes." ”

The two found an interrogation room.

"First of all, the cameras and microphones here are turned off." He suddenly brought up.

"That's what you usually do, right?"

Chalunwang laughed when he heard this, sat on his side on the table, folded his hands, and rested on his lap: "You should already know that Owens has been released on bail and was released this morning." ”

Yan Xiaojing just sat down, and was a little surprised when she heard his words: "You said his name is Owens?" You're kidding? ”