Reborn Ace Prosecutor

Back home, Feng Ling felt a little lost. He didn't know if Qin Nuo's loss was passed on to him, or if it was infected by her pity.

He lay quietly on the bed, and began to sort out his dreamy few days, everything happened inexplicably.First, I met a mysterious woman with peerless beauty and temperament, and then I accidentally blocked a fatal blow for her. I should have died but was resurrected inexplicably. Not only that, I also had some Ability, and the body is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, Feng Ling mainly had a photographic memory, strong logical analysis ability, and a premonition that the time was not working, and his identity was changed from a loser who could not find a job to becoming a district police chief. For the middle-level prosecutor who was a bit apprehensive, Feng Ling really felt like he was dreaming at this moment.

But it was only through such a miraculous transformation that he felt the splendor of life.As time passed like this, Qin Nuo stopped all contact as if he had disappeared. Feng Ling also started important training before working as a prosecutor. He read a lot of documents every day, and professional words filled him. His brain, and his extraordinary memory, can get twice the result with half the effort, but Feng Ling, who is active, is busy until midnight every day.

Seeing Feng Ling studying so hard, Yang Xiyao, who had been eating Coptis chinensis in the bathroom a few days ago and couldn't tell, unexpectedly let him go, and didn't come to harass and find fault again.It's just that he didn't expect that Yang Xiyao has been very busy recently. First, the blind date incident at home gave her a headache, and second, her leaving home made her parents angry, and she couldn't be at peace for a moment.

Several times, Yang Xiyao came to Feng Ling's room inexplicably, but when she thought of the embarrassing things, she gritted her teeth and said to herself: "Let me let you go for a few days, let me deal with you slowly in the future. "

"Duk, duk!" Just when Feng Ling was rarely relaxing, there was a rhythmic knock on the door again, Feng Ling didn't need to look to know that it was Nie Xiaoqian, a greedy girl, who came to ask for supper.Last night, when Feng Ling was cooking noodles in the middle of the night, Nie Xiaoqian happened to see her, and in desperation she also cooked a bowl for her.Unexpectedly, Nie Xiaoqian's appetite was immediately conquered by Feng Ling's bowl of noodles, so whenever she was hungry, she would come to harass Feng Ling.It's normal to think about it. With Feng Ling's powerful computing power and keen six senses, the heat when cooking noodles, the temperature of water, and the amount of condiments have all reached the most delicate level. The noodles, made by Feng Ling, can be called works of art.

Because of this noodle incident, Nie Xiaoqian's affection for Feng Ling increased a bit, because during the few days they lived together, Yang Xiyao cursed Feng Ling from time to time, calling Nie Xiaoqian a bit more careful.

"This girl still wants to hear about the food... I won't increase your rent in the future." Feng Ling simply hid on the bed and pretended to sleep. Anyway, the door was already locked, so he was not afraid of Nie Xiaoqian rushing in.However, Nie Xiaoqian is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing Feng Ling ignore him, she immediately beat the door of the room like a war drum. Feng Ling smiled and temporarily blocked the hearing of her ears. No drops.This is a little trick Feng Lingxin figured out.But to be honest, Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Nuo are a bit similar in appearance, and she can be considered a beautiful woman, but the difference in personality is too great.When I saw Nie Xiaoqian for the first time, I didn't know that she was so active. After getting a little familiar with her, she revealed her nature, like a smart elf, ran forward, talked about it, and loved to eat snacks , It really made Yang Xiyao and Feng Ling miserable enough.

Nie Xiaoqian thumped the door twice bitterly, seeing that Feng Ling was still like a tortoise not coming out, she could only go back to the room with her mouth pouted, feeling a little flustered in her heart, at least she had never been subjected to such a thing for a long time. gas.