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It was Zhao Wei who called.

Zhao Wei called to ask her how the materials of the case at hand were going.

Yu Yiru suddenly became nervous, all the information was in the computer.

She didn't expect to use the computer so suddenly. After hesitating for a while, Zhao Wei realized something was wrong and asked her what the problem was.

Yu Yiru had no choice but to tell the matter.

Zhao Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's your thing, take it back immediately."

Yu Yiru said softly: "I, I'm sorry, she won't give it to me, I want to take it, what should I do if we quarrel."

"Why are you arguing? If she doesn't give it to you, you can call the police and say that she has taken possession of other people's property—no, you are talking about stealing other people's property. You are a lawyer, so you don't know how to punish theft?"

It's not that Yu Yiru didn't expect it, she just found it troublesome, she had to make a statement and negotiate with the police, if she just pretended to call the police, if the aunt saw it, she might even have trouble with her.

Yu Yiru has been pretending to be a virgin for a long time, and gradually she really doesn't want to have conflicts with others, thinking that she can get back by a detour, so she just detours.

How could she have imagined that she encountered an indeterminate psychosis.

She had already thought that she would have to deal with it forcefully tomorrow, so she said repeatedly: "I will definitely bring it back and send it to you tomorrow."

Zhao Wei also knew Yu Yiru's character, so after thinking about it, he said, "It's really worrying for a girl like you to do this. You can call Xiao Liao for help tomorrow, and I'll tell him, he's a boy." Yes, it can help."

Yu Yiru originally thought this way, she herself is not the aunt's opponent, she just needs a helper.

It's just that the person Zhao Wei chose to help was not Liao Liao Sibai in Zhao Wei's mouth, but now that Zhao Wei mentioned it, she responded repeatedly, and after a while, she hung up the phone.

After she hung up the phone, she saw that she had received several new text messages on her mobile phone, most of which were from the landlord's son Qian Hangze—because they were sent from his mother's mobile phone, and there were several messages in a row, all asking her why she wanted to drag him black.

Yu Yiru now felt that it would be troublesome for him to bring him back, and he would probably be at home for the next weekend, and he would meet again tomorrow when he went to pick up the computer.

Yu Yiru still had a headache, and Bo Fuzhang suddenly asked her, "Is the salary too low?"

"Huh?" Yu Yiru was distracted, when Bo Fuzhang asked again suddenly, she didn't react.

After reacting, she saw Bo Fuzhang stand up suddenly, put on his pants and a leather jacket, and said, "Let me help you get back to the computer."

The brain circuit of this conversation is simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Yu Yiru was stunned for a moment, seeing that Bo Fuzhang was walking towards the door with bare feet, and then suddenly realized, and said quickly: "I'll go tomorrow, I already have an appointment."

Bo Fuzhang had already put on his shoes: "Why tomorrow? If the matter can be resolved immediately, of course it would be better to resolve it immediately."

That's what I said, but I always feel that something is wrong.

Yu Yiru didn't know what to say for a while, so she heard Bo Fuzhang say, "If you're embarrassed to go, I'll go."

Having said that, he actually opened the door and walked out by himself.

Yu Yiru was dumbfounded, so she hurriedly chased after her.

Bo Fuzhang walked quickly, and when Yu Yiru put on her coat and walked to the door, she couldn't see him, so she hurried downstairs until she reached the gate of the community, only to see Bo Fuzhang's back striding, and quickly stop her.

She ran out of breath, pressed her belly and said, "How do you walk so fast."

Bo Fuzhang showed surprise: "Did you follow?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?!" Yu Yiru panted heavily, feeling that her angry heart rate was too fast. She felt that she wanted to point at Bo Fuzhang and yell at him, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that she didn't know what to scold. .

So she could only understand that Bo Fuzhang had a natural temperament that could make her angry.

Having already come here, Yu Yiru simply smashed the jar.

After all, she also saw Bo Fuzhang's strength last night, so she was sure that if there was a fight, her side would not be at a disadvantage.

She was also worried that Qian Hangze would become an uncertain factor. After much deliberation, she first pulled him out of the blacklist and told him to wait at the swing, and she wanted to see him again.

It's not good to lie to people, but it's better than trouble at that time.

Yu Yiru was worried, but seeing Bo Fuzhang as if nothing had happened, he couldn't help feeling very strange: "Do you often do this kind of thing?"

"what's up?"

"I can't tell, it's something like this, helping people find a place?"

Bo Fuzhang laughed, raised his eyebrows slightly, with charming laziness: "I don't think it's too much, but I want to help you."

When she said "I want to help you", she glanced over lightly, and it seemed to fall on Yu Yiru's face, like a feather brushing her cheeks, itchy and numb.

Yu Yiru finally couldn't hold back this time, and said, "Do you talk like this to everyone?"

Bo Fuzhang asked, "How do you speak?"

"You don't know how to speak yourself—very, very..." Yu Yiru couldn't find the right words. She felt that Bo Fuzhang was making things difficult for her, because if she grew up like this, other people's reactions would definitely tell her that she was how to speak.

She thought about it all the way, but Bo Fuzhang didn't have anything to inspire her, and the two arrived at the door of the former landlord's house in a blink of an eye.

Yu Yiru forgot to describe Bo Fuzhang's matter, and focused all her attention on the upcoming battle.

She took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell, thinking that the landlord would not open the door so easily, but unexpectedly the door was opened soon, and the landlord said while opening the door: "Ah Ze, you really didn't bring the key..."

The words stopped abruptly because they saw Bo Fuzhang and Yu Yiru.

The worried expression on his son disappeared in an instant, and the landlord raised his eyebrows and scolded, "You little vixen, how dare you come to my house?"

As soon as she finished speaking, before Yu Yiru had time to say anything, Bo Fuzhang grabbed the other's wrist which was propped against the door.

With just a slight twist, the landlord's expression changed, and he was so soft that he fell towards the door frame. Bo Fuzhang took the opportunity to drag Yu Yiru in.

The matter happened so fast, Yu Yiru saw the unfolding of the matter, and only had time to think: How can you be sentenced for trespassing on someone's house?

But now it’s her who breaks into other people’s houses, so it’s not the time to think about it. Seeing that the landlord seems to be in pain, Yu Yiru hastily said: “Article 264 of the Criminal Law for stealing public or private property shall be punished with imprisonment for not more than three years, criminal detention or If you don’t return the computer to me, I will send you to the Public Security Bureau right now.”

The landlord was hit physically and mentally, pointing his index finger in Yu Yiru's direction, as if he was about to vomit blood from anger.

For the first three seconds, Yu Yiru felt that the landlord was pointing at her, but after three seconds passed, she realized that the landlord's eyes seemed to be looking behind her.

She turned her head quickly, and saw Bo Fuzhang coming out of the inner room, holding a computer in each of his left and right hands, and asked, "Which one is yours?"

In a trance, Yu Yiru thought of the river god in the myth, and asked the farmer who lost his axe: "Which one is yours, a golden ax or a silver axe?"

Yu Yiru pointed to the one on the right: "Silver ax—ah bah, the white one is mine."

Bo Fuzhang casually threw the black one in his left hand on the sofa, then took Yu Yiru's still-raised wrist, wiped the landlord's trembling body, and walked out.