Play Nice
Chapter 382 382: Oh, I hurt my waist~
Chapter 382 382: Oh, I hurt my waist~ (two more)
Zhong Yunyun, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head, his face was particularly red: "Does the empire really have a Shaolin Temple?"
"Have."
She shook her head and asked, "Do they really know martial arts?"
Many people in foreign countries think that people in the empire can do martial arts.
Jing Jian has not been to Shaolin Temple: "I should be able to box."
The tip of Zhong Yunyun's nose was red: "It's amazing."
Song Xun can also do Arhat Boxing.
Song Xun was the name of the lay disciple.
Zhong Yun admired him so much, his eyes flickered at Jing Jian, and he asked very seriously, "Do they have internal strength?"
"No."
The question is getting silly.
"Then can they fly?"
"will not."
"Do you know Jiuyang Divine Art?"
"will not."
"Can you change tendons?"
"will not."
"meeting--"
Zhong Yun tilted his head and fell down.
Shang Lingling shook her arm gently, but did not wake up: "Is this drunk?"
"I didn't give her any alcohol." Ms. Lu saw her face was flushed, and when she touched her hand, it was hot and hot, "Isn't it heatstroke?"
Jing Jian said, "She drank a lot of sweet soup."
The sweet glutinous rice soup made from rice wine contained alcohol, but it was a very small amount, but I didn't expect that Zhong Yun's alcohol level was so bad that she fainted after a few bowls of glutinous rice soup.
Seeing the opportunity, Ms. Lu immediately called Jing Jian: "Send it back carefully, don't bump into it."
Jing Jian walked over and pulled the radish-like sweater hat on Zhong Yunyun's head: "Hello."
Zhong Yun fell asleep.
Jing Jian pulled her up and put it on her back.
Ms. Lu looked at Jingjian with a look of relief as she went out, thinking to herself: Jingjian will graduate in a year, so she can seek a wife.
"Didn't you say that you can't talk to Xiao Zhong?"
"Just chat with us when we see Bao." She didn't make a mistake, she knew the son she gave birth to, and it was impossible to carry a girl casually.
"Oh."
Jinghedong went to wash the dishes.
Yao Lingsuo was not at home, and no one helped to open the door.
Jingjian couldn't get in, so he shook the person on his back with his arm: "Hey, give me the key."
She didn't wake up, she changed her sleeping position and rubbed Jing Jian's neck.
The hot breath sprayed behind Jingjian's ears, instantly burning the skin on his neck red.
Jing Jian let out a deep breath: "Zhong Yunyun."
She still rubs.
As far as her rubbish alcohol capacity is concerned, she must not be allowed to drink alcohol in the future.
Jingjian put her down, and her feet fell down as soon as she landed. Jingjian had to free up one hand to hug her, and the other hand found the key from her sweater pocket.
Jing Jian was tossed into a sweat.
After opening the door, he carried Zhong Yun to the sofa. As soon as she touched the sofa, she immediately released her hand around his neck, turned over, and fell asleep with her back to him.
Heartless.
Jing Jian pulled a blanket and covered her from head to toe.
She grunted hotly.
Jingjian went to turn on the air conditioner, and pulled the blanket down a bit to expose her face.
The wine is coming out, and her face is very red.
Jing Jian stretched out his hand, originally just wanting to poke her face, but his finger landed on her lips unexpectedly.
She felt itchy and rubbed against it.
Jing Jian suddenly withdrew his hand, hitting his waist against the corner of the table behind, and slamming it firmly, it really hurt.
He slowed down, then got up and left.
The elevator stopped on the second floor.
Jing Jian walked into the elevator holding his waist, and happened to meet Jing Zhao who came back to get the camera.
The elevator doors closed.
"Go to 202?"
Jing saw sweat on his forehead: "Don't think too much."
Jing Zhao looked at his waist with intriguing eyes: "What's wrong with the waist?"
"It's not what you think."
I have never been in love without teasing, and my ears are all red.
My mind was so good at guessing, Jing Zhao was too lazy to guess: "I didn't think about that."
The elevator stopped on the seventeenth floor.
Jing Zhao was in no hurry to go on: "Miss Zhong from 202's hometown is in Sisigor, where the mafia is rich."
Jing Jian is a smart person and can understand: "I know."
"you know?"
"I saw her in Sisigor."
Jing Jian has only been to Sisigor once, at the summer camp of his second year of junior high school.
I heard from Jing Hedong that something strange happened that time, probably related to 202.
"Why don't you wonder how I know about her?"
Jing Jian didn't plan to play stupid with Jing Zhao: "Once my dad got drunk and told me all about your old man."
He didn't tell Ms. Lu that this was a tacit understanding among the three men in their family.
"When it comes to falling in love, you can do it yourself." Jing Zhao would not interfere too much.
Jing Jian stubbornly said, "I didn't fall in love with her."
Jing Zhao got off the elevator and received a call.
"Hey."
Cen Si called: "Cen Yongqing is dead."
Died of a heart attack.
Lao Zhang, Xiao Lin, and Lao Jiang, who were responsible for escorting Cen Yongqing back to the imperial capital, were all called to the office by the director.
"Xiao Lin and Lao Jiang both obeyed my orders." Lao Zhang, the deputy team, took it upon himself, "Cen Yongqing's main responsibility lies with me."
Xiao Lin hurriedly said, "It's none of Lao Zhang's business, it's me—"
The director patted the table: "Okay! Find the murderer first, and when the case is over, none of the punishments will be missed."
The three came out of the director's office.
Lao Zhang went to Fang Lushen: "Fang team."
"Come in with me."
Lao Zhang and Fang Lu entered the small office, the door closed and the shutters closed.
Fang Lushen pulled the chair and sat down. He just came back from the meeting, but he didn't change his police uniform: "Tell me in detail."
"When he was in the Qingyuan service area, Cen Yongqing suddenly fell to the ground and twitched. We took him to the nearest hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor in the emergency department pulled the curtain to rescue him. We didn't see what happened inside. The doctor came out and said he was going. I was preparing for an examination, but as soon as he left, another doctor came, and I found something wrong, so I went to chase with Lao Jiang, but we didn't catch up."
The emergency doctor who came in front should be the murderer.
*****
Archive ing.
(End of this chapter)
Zhong Yunyun, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head, his face was particularly red: "Does the empire really have a Shaolin Temple?"
"Have."
She shook her head and asked, "Do they really know martial arts?"
Many people in foreign countries think that people in the empire can do martial arts.
Jing Jian has not been to Shaolin Temple: "I should be able to box."
The tip of Zhong Yunyun's nose was red: "It's amazing."
Song Xun can also do Arhat Boxing.
Song Xun was the name of the lay disciple.
Zhong Yun admired him so much, his eyes flickered at Jing Jian, and he asked very seriously, "Do they have internal strength?"
"No."
The question is getting silly.
"Then can they fly?"
"will not."
"Do you know Jiuyang Divine Art?"
"will not."
"Can you change tendons?"
"will not."
"meeting--"
Zhong Yun tilted his head and fell down.
Shang Lingling shook her arm gently, but did not wake up: "Is this drunk?"
"I didn't give her any alcohol." Ms. Lu saw her face was flushed, and when she touched her hand, it was hot and hot, "Isn't it heatstroke?"
Jing Jian said, "She drank a lot of sweet soup."
The sweet glutinous rice soup made from rice wine contained alcohol, but it was a very small amount, but I didn't expect that Zhong Yun's alcohol level was so bad that she fainted after a few bowls of glutinous rice soup.
Seeing the opportunity, Ms. Lu immediately called Jing Jian: "Send it back carefully, don't bump into it."
Jing Jian walked over and pulled the radish-like sweater hat on Zhong Yunyun's head: "Hello."
Zhong Yun fell asleep.
Jing Jian pulled her up and put it on her back.
Ms. Lu looked at Jingjian with a look of relief as she went out, thinking to herself: Jingjian will graduate in a year, so she can seek a wife.
"Didn't you say that you can't talk to Xiao Zhong?"
"Just chat with us when we see Bao." She didn't make a mistake, she knew the son she gave birth to, and it was impossible to carry a girl casually.
"Oh."
Jinghedong went to wash the dishes.
Yao Lingsuo was not at home, and no one helped to open the door.
Jingjian couldn't get in, so he shook the person on his back with his arm: "Hey, give me the key."
She didn't wake up, she changed her sleeping position and rubbed Jing Jian's neck.
The hot breath sprayed behind Jingjian's ears, instantly burning the skin on his neck red.
Jing Jian let out a deep breath: "Zhong Yunyun."
She still rubs.
As far as her rubbish alcohol capacity is concerned, she must not be allowed to drink alcohol in the future.
Jingjian put her down, and her feet fell down as soon as she landed. Jingjian had to free up one hand to hug her, and the other hand found the key from her sweater pocket.
Jing Jian was tossed into a sweat.
After opening the door, he carried Zhong Yun to the sofa. As soon as she touched the sofa, she immediately released her hand around his neck, turned over, and fell asleep with her back to him.
Heartless.
Jing Jian pulled a blanket and covered her from head to toe.
She grunted hotly.
Jingjian went to turn on the air conditioner, and pulled the blanket down a bit to expose her face.
The wine is coming out, and her face is very red.
Jing Jian stretched out his hand, originally just wanting to poke her face, but his finger landed on her lips unexpectedly.
She felt itchy and rubbed against it.
Jing Jian suddenly withdrew his hand, hitting his waist against the corner of the table behind, and slamming it firmly, it really hurt.
He slowed down, then got up and left.
The elevator stopped on the second floor.
Jing Jian walked into the elevator holding his waist, and happened to meet Jing Zhao who came back to get the camera.
The elevator doors closed.
"Go to 202?"
Jing saw sweat on his forehead: "Don't think too much."
Jing Zhao looked at his waist with intriguing eyes: "What's wrong with the waist?"
"It's not what you think."
I have never been in love without teasing, and my ears are all red.
My mind was so good at guessing, Jing Zhao was too lazy to guess: "I didn't think about that."
The elevator stopped on the seventeenth floor.
Jing Zhao was in no hurry to go on: "Miss Zhong from 202's hometown is in Sisigor, where the mafia is rich."
Jing Jian is a smart person and can understand: "I know."
"you know?"
"I saw her in Sisigor."
Jing Jian has only been to Sisigor once, at the summer camp of his second year of junior high school.
I heard from Jing Hedong that something strange happened that time, probably related to 202.
"Why don't you wonder how I know about her?"
Jing Jian didn't plan to play stupid with Jing Zhao: "Once my dad got drunk and told me all about your old man."
He didn't tell Ms. Lu that this was a tacit understanding among the three men in their family.
"When it comes to falling in love, you can do it yourself." Jing Zhao would not interfere too much.
Jing Jian stubbornly said, "I didn't fall in love with her."
Jing Zhao got off the elevator and received a call.
"Hey."
Cen Si called: "Cen Yongqing is dead."
Died of a heart attack.
Lao Zhang, Xiao Lin, and Lao Jiang, who were responsible for escorting Cen Yongqing back to the imperial capital, were all called to the office by the director.
"Xiao Lin and Lao Jiang both obeyed my orders." Lao Zhang, the deputy team, took it upon himself, "Cen Yongqing's main responsibility lies with me."
Xiao Lin hurriedly said, "It's none of Lao Zhang's business, it's me—"
The director patted the table: "Okay! Find the murderer first, and when the case is over, none of the punishments will be missed."
The three came out of the director's office.
Lao Zhang went to Fang Lushen: "Fang team."
"Come in with me."
Lao Zhang and Fang Lu entered the small office, the door closed and the shutters closed.
Fang Lushen pulled the chair and sat down. He just came back from the meeting, but he didn't change his police uniform: "Tell me in detail."
"When he was in the Qingyuan service area, Cen Yongqing suddenly fell to the ground and twitched. We took him to the nearest hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor in the emergency department pulled the curtain to rescue him. We didn't see what happened inside. The doctor came out and said he was going. I was preparing for an examination, but as soon as he left, another doctor came, and I found something wrong, so I went to chase with Lao Jiang, but we didn't catch up."
The emergency doctor who came in front should be the murderer.
*****
Archive ing.
(End of this chapter)
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