Lying comes at a price.

Li Shaoze fought another battle in bed last night in order to fulfill his lie.

This is the only time he loses to Meizi in a battle after he fell in love and got married. It's not so much that he's enjoying it, it's that the buds are conquering.

At the beginning, he was able to hold up a few moves. It wasn't until fifteen minutes had passed that he could only lie on the bed in a large zigzag shape, clutching the sheets with both hands and gritting his teeth to endure it.

It took an hour for Yazi to fall asleep in his arms with a satisfied face...... may be immersed in the pleasure of conquest, but Yazi didn't find anything wrong with Li Sir, and thought that Li Sir was letting her.

Hehe, if it were another hour, Sir Li might have to vomit blood in bed.

The next day.

Morning.

Yazi got up early to go to work, and when she put on her suit, she saw her husband sleeping on the bed, and a smile hooked up on the corner of her mouth. After kissing and bending down and giving her husband a loving good morning kiss, she turned around and left the villa.

Li Shaoze slept until half past ten, then got up and got dressed, then went to the kitchen to drink a porridge, took out the car keys and went out.

After a night of rest, he barely recovered his strength and was in good spirits.

When he went out, he took out his mobile phone, called the administrative team, and after explaining a few words to Wang Suxian, he drove to Mingxin Hospital.

Although the spirit feels okay, the conceit is not physically injured.

However, the blood that vomited last night is not fake, so it is better to go to the hospital for a check-up first.

He simply did not go to the police station in the morning, but went directly to Mingxin Hospital. After walking into the dean's office and telling the dean about the situation, under the leadership of the dean, accompanied by two experts, he went to the inspection department to take photos.

After taking the photo and doing the test, the dean discussed it with the experts, and immediately took the photo and said: "Mr. Li, we can see from the photo that the left side of your chest has been injured. ”

"First, the blood vessels on the surface of the skin are ruptured, and secondly, there is congestion inside."

Li Shaoze wore sunglasses, raised his eyebrows and asked, "It sounds serious, how do you need treatment?" ”

"This ......"

Dean and Zhan looked at each other, and finally said, "Every night before you go to bed, remember to take more deep breaths. ”

"No treatment."

This deep breathing method is actually a method of calisthenics, which can promote the dissolution of congestion.

What you say is equivalent to saying it in vain, and co-authoring does not need to be cured.

Li Shaoze's face was relieved, and he nodded a little speechlessly. Although it is a trip for nothing, it is okay, at least it is safe.

Li Shaoze rubbed his chest, hiss, it hurt a little to be scratched by the buds last night.

The dean smiled, put away the video and said: "I believe that Sir Li usually exercises, I think this bruise is very small, and it should be able to dissolve soon." “

"It should have been eliminated a little bit before, and it will be completely removed in about a week, and there will be no problems."

"Huh? It wasn't last night's exercise......"

Li Shaoze's thoughts were a little erratic, but he was quickly pulled back again, and immediately shook his head, and sighed in his heart: "Absolutely not, it can't be true, it should be Master Ryoma's decoction." ”

"It seems that I have to find Master Ryoma recently, and I want a few more pairs of decoctions to regulate and condition my body."

In fact, often the masters of national art will know a little bit of medicine.

Because when practicing, it is inevitable to be bruised, or to be fierce with others.

It's just that Li Sir is different, and his practice depends on skill points, so he knows very little about medicine.

At this time, the surgeon next to him saw Sir Li shaking his head again and again, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Mr. Li, do you have any brain disease?" ”

Fortunately, this guy is a doctor and an expert, otherwise others would not be able to escape the accusation of "insulting police officers" if others dared to ask Li Sir this sentence. At least go to the detention cell in the West Ward for a few days.

Li Sir sensed the concern in the other party's eyes, let out a string of sneers, stepped out of the department, and went to the parking lot to get the car.

"You, you!"

"I'm stunned!"

"This month's bonus is deducted!"

The dean glared at the middle-aged expert beside him, hurriedly caught up, and respectfully sent the big boss away.

……

Afternoon.

Western Police Station.

Li Shaoze chose to eat in a tea restaurant at noon, and now he walks into the office building with half a cup of milk tea in his hand and shaking his car keys.

In the past, in order to take care of his buddies, he usually didn't go to the tea restaurant at noon, after all, he had two meals a day and was easy to get tired of. I want to leave the meal in the tea restaurant for afternoon tea and share it with the guys.

However, now that no one has afternoon tea with him, he becomes indifferent. When you are free, you go to the tea restaurant and sit. Anyway, the Manji Tea Restaurant has been acquired by Li Sir. It has also changed from the previous self-operated store to a chain business model.

In addition to Hong Kong-style refreshments...... Boba, sea salt, lemon tea. All of them have been listed, and the Hong Kong Island market is being opened quickly, and there are plans to enter the mainland. In the end, the annual profit should barely be able to earn money for my wife to buy a bag.

Who said that if you open a bubble tea shop, you must go back to the mainland?

You can do it on Hong Kong Island, too!

"Sir Li, the Operations Department of the General Administration has called, please come over if you are free."

Wang Suxian sat in his position and applied lipstick, and when he saw Li Sir who was late, he quickly pursed his lips and spoke.

"OK, no problem."

Li Shaoze's eyes lingered on Ah Xian's lips for a moment, and he walked into the office with some regret.

As for going to the Operations Department, he had already expected it, but since he had arrived at the police station, he would have to deal with some documents first. In another half an hour, it's not too late to report to the Operations Department.

Hehe, at this time, Lu Xuanxin and others, who had just received the news last night and rushed back from the mainland overnight, were being scolded by Li Wenbin in the Operations Department.

No way, since Hong Ye was attacked and hospitalized, this serial murder case has become the target of the media on Hong Kong Island.

Lu Xuanxin and others' way of handling the case is actually correct, but they were shaken by someone, what can be done? How could she have thought that as soon as she went to the mainland in the morning, Feng Yuxiu was beaten to death in the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall at night.

You must know that Ryoma and others all belong to the category of "victims".

As soon as the media exposed this morning, coupled with the exaggeration, after reading the newspaper, the citizens all regarded the action department in charge of the case as a laughing stock.

You say that in cases handled by the police, the police can't catch the criminals, but rely on the victims' self-defense, is it ridiculous?

In the end, when the police went to collect the body, it was still a body that had been killed in self-defense.

Tsk, fortunately, the murderer only kills martial arts masters, if he kills ordinary citizens, no one can kill him.

As for the fact that Feng Yuxiu was beaten to death by "Superintendent Lee" in the Western District, people in the police force knew about it, but the newspaper only wrote "Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall". So this incident, on the one hand, made the Operations Department lose people once, and on the other hand, it made the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall famous.

Coupled with the influence of Ryoma and Ryūwei in the film industry. As a result, the Wing Chun martial arts hall suddenly became a martial arts hall recognized as powerful and inherited.

After Li Shaoze finished processing the documents, he took out a blank piece of paper from the drawer and wrote the words "talent recommendation letter" at the beginning.

Then, I wrote a testimonial.

Finally, sign your name at the bottom.

If I remember correctly, the current chief officer of the personnel department is a hardcore confidant of Ying Lei Sir, and he has a very good relationship with him.

At that time, as long as Xiahou Wu attaches his resume, he will definitely be able to pass this year's talent recruitment.

After folding the letter of recommendation and stuffing it into the envelope, he tucked it into his suit pocket and quickly picked it up from the back of his chair.

This time, the Operations Department is likely to meet Li Wenbin, and it must pay attention to its image. Otherwise, winning the task and losing the appearance is really not in line with his character.

So Li Sir stood in front of the mirror in the office, put on the suit neatly, twisted the tie, and then opened the door and walked out of the office.

"Sir Li, your mouth is cracked."

As soon as he walked through, he was stopped by Wang Suxian.

Li Sir was negligent at this point, so he pursed his lips and prepared to bite off the dead skin. But Wang Suxian took the initiative to get up, took out lipstick, and said very generously: "Use mine, you don't have to be polite between us." ”

"Okay."

Li Shaoze smiled, and when he wanted to reach out to pick it up, Wang Suxian had already taken a step forward and helped Li Sir apply the lipstick with a light movement.

With his hands in his suit pockets, Li Shaoze walked out of the Western District Police Station and drove to the Operations Department of the General Administration.

The skill point he got last night, when he was in the office just now, has been added to "political science and law".

Political Science and Law LV2-LV3.

When he arrived at the General Administration Building, he immediately parked the car, put on his ID and walked through the gate.

"Li sir, Li sir." The administrative police officer at the front desk saw Li Shaoze enter the door and greeted him with a smile.

Li Shaoze nodded with a smile, then walked to the elevator door, waited until the door opened, entered the elevator and pressed the button on the fifth floor of the General Administration.

When he reached the fifth floor and walked down the hallway, he could faintly hear the sound of reprimand.

Standing up and arguing, isn't it Li Wenbin who scolds people?

The smile on Li Shaoze's face was even bigger, and he stepped forward to push open the glass door with the sign of the Ministry of Operations, and greeted inside: "Sir Li, good afternoon." ”

"Superintendent Lee, okay."

Li Wenbin's tone froze, he held back his anger, turned around and smiled.

Lu Xuanxin, the tall guy and other police officers stood beside him, but he really didn't expect that the person who rescued them from Li Sir in the end was actually another Li sir.

I saw Li Shaoze smiling and waving his hand at them: "What are you looking for me?" ”

Lu Xuanxin hurriedly got up and said, "Superintendent Li, I want you to help record a confession." ”

Li Wenbin stood next to him, already wanting to go back to the office.

Li Shaoze nodded, and asked noncommittally: "Help?" Your Superintendent Li Wenbin has spoken, and the Operations Department has never needed my help! ”

Li Wenbin stopped, pinched the button of his shirt with his right hand, and pulled it off carelessly.

Li Shaoze saw this action and laughed: "Of course, recording a confession is not helping, I am obliged to cooperate." ”

"Come on, come on, I just want to drink your Operations Department coffee."