[Yongman] Male god, you lost a second-hand

It's not good yet, I don't feel at ease living alone, otherwise something bad will happen, and the chief will cramp and skin me. "

"He didn't dare." An Yan looked down at the phone, frowned, and then raised his head and smiled mysteriously at Shen Tu.

"Why?" Seeing An Yan's determined tone, Shen Tu couldn't help becoming curious.

"secret."

Shen Tu looked at the arrogant An Yan beside him, and licked An Yan's hair with his big hands, "Idiot."

Compared with Shen Tu's joy, An Yan was a little absent-minded along the way, thinking back to what happened after Shen Tu fell asleep in the hospital. At that time, An Yan was awakened by a phone call. An Yan thought it was Jane when they called Came to ask where Shen Tu was, but saw the caller's name "Wen Xu" displayed on the screen.

An Yan woke up all of a sudden, holding the phone in his hand, frowning, but the other side never hung up, as if he believed that An Yan would definitely answer it.

In the end, An Yan slid down the answer button, "Wenxu."

"I said before, as long as you are in danger, I will take you back."

"But when you work in the police station, isn't it common to get injured? Wen Xin, you're making too much of a fuss."

"An Yan!"

"And that person didn't specifically target me. I was injured just because of bad luck. Besides, with the gun you gave me, I'm sensible. And don't you think I'm living a good life now?"

"... When I let you go, I must have had water in my head, or I would have been squeezed by the door!" Jiu Jiu yelled this sentence through gritted teeth.

"It's okay, my parents won't hold you accountable, so you can handle the case with peace of mind." After speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

The Wen Xu over there stared at the phone with a dark face, and hung up, what the hell!Since An Yan's parents, who are also his master and master, handed An Yan to him, he felt that his hair was going to be a lot of gray, and his life span was likely to be shortened. Why did he take the task of taking care of An Yan in the first place?

The busy figures of the people in the special case team dangled in front of An Yan's eyes. Only he was going to grow mushrooms in his spare time. He originally wanted to help, but when everyone saw him wrapped in bandages and his face was only a little bloody, they all refused, saying Let nothing move him.

"My little angel, you just need to sit down and leave these things to us. Don't worry, we are very professional. Even without you, we can finish it very quickly." Boldly shirking An Yan's enthusiasm.

"Alright then." An Yan, who couldn't stand everyone, had no choice but to return to his seat.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the disappearance of the sight behind them, and touched their sweat, my God, it really seemed like I had walked through the gate of hell just now, An Yan didn't see it just now, but they saw it sitting in An Yan. The boss behind Yan had warning eyes, as if as soon as they agreed to An Yan's request, the boss would immediately eat them alive, as if protecting a calf.

As soon as the off-duty time came, everyone watched An Yan obediently followed the boss out of the police station, got into the boss' car, and drove towards the boss's house. The soul of gossip was burning between the two women.

Jian Shi leaned on the door of the police station, looked at the direction where the boss and An Yan were leaving, smiled maliciously, and poked Xia Shaoguang who was also looking out while leaning on the threshold with his arm, "You said the boss When did we have such a good relationship with An Yan?"

Xia Shaoguang narrowed his eyes and rubbed his chin, "There must be a story behind this that we don't know about. The boss is too treacherous. He occupies the little angel by himself every day. I can't even chat with the little angel properly."

"I don't know who was the one who didn't want to see An Yan in the first place. Would it be so fast to rebel?"

"Give us back that cured little angel!"

The other two men stood behind them in a daze, "What are they talking about, why do I always have a bad feeling."

In the living room, An Yan casually leaned on the sofa, smiled and looked at Shen Tu who was sitting opposite, and slowly said, "You have a crisis of trust, which is a great hidden danger for you."

Shen Tu paused for a while while picking up the water glass, looked at the relaxed person in front of him who seemed to have just told a joke, the smile on his face was faintly warm, even he couldn't help but relax his vigilance, and said with a smile: "Does this count as luring wolves into the house?"

"I just felt like I should enforce my ethics as a psychiatrist."

"Then what do you think I should do." Putting down the water glass, Shen Tu crossed his arms and leaned on the sofa like An Yan to relieve the slight tension.

"Shen Tu, do you believe me?" An Yan, who was silent for a long time, seemed to have made a decision.

"I don't believe it." Undoubtedly, Shen Tu gave this answer very positively.

"I'll make you believe me." An Yan was not surprised by Shen Tu's answer. He originally gave up on the director's request, but seeing him stay with me in the hospital for so long today, let's take it as a gift to you , Shen Tu, you should go to a higher and bigger place to spread your imprisoned wings, instead of being trapped in this narrow cage by your inner shackles.

"Then I'll wait and see." Shen Tu stood up and walked towards his bedroom, his eyes fell on the piano inadvertently, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of playing with An Yan that time, walking up the stairs silently, while thinking about himself Is it possible to try to trust others, or trust him.

An Yan, who was alone in the living room, began to analyze what happened today. He realized that the bomb was in the ruins. At that time, since the milk tea shop did not install a camera, the only clue was the note.

However, it can be seen that this person is provoking the police. Judging from the installation, it can be concluded that the person is very confident or even conceited in himself. From this point of view, it seems that the person is about 25 years old, and his education should be a junior or senior. , looks a bit vicious and dark, is not good at socializing, has a withdrawn personality, and doesn't have many friends. He chose a place very close to the police station, which shows that the person is trying to prove himself. He thinks he can turn around those policemen, but They couldn't catch themselves anyway.

Really pretend that he doesn't exist!

An Yan walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the night scene below with his dark eyes, it wasn't just you, a sick cat, lurking in this city, maybe there was a tiger waiting for an opportunity behind you.

Called Mu Yangfan, "Please help me check the records of borrowing or purchasing books in the largest library in this city."

"Well, I'll give it to you when I go to work tomorrow."

"Thank you, I'm still in trouble so late, I'll treat you to milk tea tomorrow."

"……no need."

"Why are you being polite to me? It's settled like this." An Yan hung up the phone in a good mood.

Mu Yangfan on the other end: "..."

Who wants to drink something so sweet and greasy!

Special Cases Chapter: Tumi Blossoms ([-])

An Yan came to the special case team early the next day, and soon Mu Yangfan came in with a stack of A4 papers, and behind him was the smiling Lin Lin, who was carrying breakfast, and An Yan couldn't help but let An Yan lighten his eyes. Hummed, then took the stack of papers and returned to his seat.

"Thank you gift milk tea, I asked the boss to buy it, and he will come over and bring it to you at eight o'clock." An Yan, who was flipping through the materials in his hand, raised his head and smiled gratefully at Mu Yangfan.

"..." Mu Yangfan had black lines on his face, who wants to drink that kind of thing.

On the contrary, Lin Fen covered his mouth and snickered, which caught Mu Yangfan's big eyes, and quickly put away his smile, but the upturned corner of his mouth couldn't be pulled down, "Hey Yangfan, why didn't I know you still drink milk tea, don't you Do you always think that thing is childish, it's really arrogant."

Mu Yangfan pursed his lips, silently raised his clenched hand, and punched Lin Fen's handsome face. Regardless of Lin Fen's howling in pain, he snorted coldly and took the breakfast from Lin Fen's meal. He went to his own table to eat, and was detained by An Yan in a row early in the morning, without eating anything.

Compared to the fight between Lin Fen and Mu Yangfan, An Yan frowned more and more at the stack of materials. There were no books he thought would be lent out at all, and the borrowing records of the few days before the incident It's even simpler. The murderer is a college student, and the note revealed a lot of information. The ocean of knowledge obviously refers to the library. Students always have a kind of idea. A place with many books is like being in the ocean, so It was only then that he asked Mu Yangfan to call up the records of the largest library in the city.

But there is no record of borrowing or purchasing books as he expected. What link went wrong?An Yan was a little anxious, looking at the clock on the wall divided into countless parts by the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand, but there were always overlapping places, such as twelve o'clock or when it was reset to zero, and the opposite was six o'clock. The entire clock face is divided into two halves, like two opposites.

"Hiss." A biting cold air suddenly came from his face, An Yan shrank his body abruptly, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Tu holding a bag from a milk tea shop in his hand, and holding a can of cold Coke on his face. On the side of his face, he stared angrily at Shen Tu with his big black eyes, boss, you will be punished for doing this.

Shen Tu, who succeeded in plotting, put one of the cups of milk tea in the bag on Mu Yangfan's table in a happy mood, and handed the remaining cup of milk tea to An Yan who was a little dazed, and explained: "It's an apology from last time. It's chocolate-flavored, and it's still hot, drink it while it's hot."

Mu Yangfan at the side silently touched his cold milk tea, and looked at the boss with contempt, whether the differential treatment should be so obvious!Believe it or not he's on strike now.

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