102. What the hell are you talking about?

"You went straight down at that time, do you believe in your own foreknowledge?" asked Jenny.

"Yes, after all, human life is a matter of heaven, it is better to believe it than to believe that it is nothing, right?" Zhou Ping said calmly.

"Then the question comes again, when normal people encounter such an incredible thing, shouldn't they go to the scene to find out the real situation first?"

"And you chose to chase Bird directly, which shows that you are very confident, and may have even foreseen it more than once, and this ability to predict is under your own control!"

Zhou Ping felt that his scalp was a little numb, this blonde girl is definitely not a big-chested and brainless person, and her brain hole is also good, she has already shown it in the car last time, and this time she can infer the reason according to her confession, and what she said is not far from the real situation.

Could this be the so-called fascination of the authorities and the clearing of bystanders?

"Officer Jenny, although I feel that what you said is amazing, but I'm really sorry, I don't know what you want to express from beginning to end, do you want me to help you calculate when you will have a boyfriend?" Zhou Ping pouted.

"I've already said it so clearly, what's the point of concealing it, Mr. Daoist?" Jenny suddenly raised her voice.

"Daoist, what Daoist?" Zhou Ping was a little stunned.

"Well, or rather, a warlock, a half-immortal, or a godclub?" added Jenny.

What the hell is this blonde girl talking about? Could it be that I have read too many online novels, why can't I forget this routine?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, these are the names on the information I consulted, and according to my speculation, you are a person with wizard-like magical abilities. Jenny gave her final words to herself.

Sweeping his eyes up and down, Zhou Ping said with great concern: "Hey, Officer Jenny, were you on night duty last night?"

Jenny's eyes widened: "Mr. Zhou, you really have magical abilities, you are right, I was indeed on the night shift last night." ”

"Oh, no, no, no, I guessed, but not because of the magical powers, but because I felt that what you said was illogical, probably because of lack of sleep. Zhou Ping waved his hand and smiled.

Jenny: "......"

"Alright, Officer Jenny, if you've come to me to talk about it, you'll be disappointed, and if nothing else, I'm sure I'll be able to sleep before I get to work. ”

"Of course, if you want to sleep too, I can give you half a bed. Zhou Ping's eyes swept over the seductive long legs, and he said a little teasingly.

If he could fool her into exercising in the morning together, Zhou Ping wouldn't mind invalidating his euphemistic eviction order.

"Mr. Zhou, you have such a magical ability, why do you want to hide it, do you know how many people you can help with this ability?" Jenny seemed a little excited.

Zhou Ping scratched his head, oh my God, why is this blonde girl so persistent?

"I'm sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about, I still need to rest, I can't make small talk with you anymore, I think you really need a good rest. Zhou Ping pointed to the door expressionlessly.

Faced with Zhou Ping's eviction order again, Jenny had to stand up helplessly, and turned back unwillingly while walking towards the door.

"Zhou, you haven't gotten a green card in the United States yet, if you use this ability to help the police solve the case, we can help you easily get American citizenship!"

"Thank you, I love my country very much, and I have no intention of changing my nationality for the time being. ”

"Don't you really think about it, just yesterday, a twenty-year-old girl was brutally killed, and you have the ability to help us find the murderer, can you really bear it?" Jenny pleaded.

"Officer Jenny, even if I have the prophetic abilities you said, how can I have a way to solve what has already happened?" Zhou Ping scratched his head.

"No, what you have is the ability of the time system, and it stands to reason that prophecy is more difficult than going back, so I believe you must have a way!"

"Goodbye!"

Bang!

Before the words fell, Zhou Ping closed the door, although it seemed a little too unkind to turn away a blonde uniform beauty, but this girl was too much of a headache.

If Jenny is willing to exercise with herself and cultivate her sentiments, Zhou Ping is of course very happy.

But what did the other party say, let him use his ability to help her investigate the case?

Come on, I'm a good guy with a proper job, and I'm not a private detective, and I'm not Batman Iron Man.

The crime rate in this dog-day capitalist country is already very high, if she has a strong sense of justice and wants to do justice, then don't do anything else, or her best friend Joanna is sensible.

......

At half past nine in the morning, Zhou Ping, who had nothing to do, came to the company on time, perhaps because of yesterday's treat, his colleagues were obviously much more enthusiastic about Zhou Ping.

After Zhou Ping greeted them, he came to the office.

Sarah wore a pink floral dress today, showing her plump and sexy figure vividly and exquisitely, which is very eye-catching.

In the face of Zhou Ping's burning gaze, Sarah reciprocated with a charming smile.

"Is it pretty?"

"Good looking. Zhou Ping nodded subconsciously.

"Alright, Zhou, can you tell me now why you know where my house is, and what did you do yesterday?" asked Sarah.

Zhou Ping almost didn't fall in one breath.

"Hi Sarah, did you forget, yesterday you were drunk and couldn't walk, you told me the address of your house, and then I sent you back......"

The corners of Sarah's mouth were slightly raised, and her smile was already a little cold.

"That's right, I did drink too much yesterday, but I'm sure I didn't lose consciousness, I definitely didn't tell you where my house is, and you, without telling me, found it and entered my house!"

"Honestly, what did you do after you got me home?"

"Sarah, after I dropped you home, I poured you a glass of water, saw that you were asleep, and then I left. Zhou Ping told the truth.

"Are you sure you haven't done anything?" asked Sarah, still chattering.

"Hmph, if I do, don't you feel it, or do you want me to do something? Okay, I can satisfy you, do you want it now, or after work!" Seeing that the other party did not relent, Zhou Ping's tone was also a little tougher.

Fake, if you don't go to the house for three days, are you shaking M undertrained, and the old problem is committed again, and you actually put on a face with me?

Sarah's face turned red, she glanced at Zhou Ping deeply, didn't say anything, and continued to deal with the matter in hand.

Zhou Ping sat down and turned on the computer, only to find that he seemed to have nothing to do.

To be precise, there was nothing to do until the boss Stephen returned from an inspection trip to Asia and the company officially entered the Asian market.

With nothing to do, Zhou Ping began to grind foreign workers, and grinding foreign workers in the United States is a real foreign worker.

I read some information about architecture, and I also watched the current news for a while.

Suddenly, Zhou Ping's attention was drawn to one of the local news.