Scarlet Eleven

The gods made Duan Zefeng's heart itch as if a feather had been gently brushed against it.

The soft and slender fingers slowly caress under the rich foam, brushing over the "chocolate abdominal muscles" formed by Duan Zefeng's persistent exercise all year round, outlining the texture of each muscle, sparking sparks wherever they go, and finally along the neck , holding his chin, spraying hot breath on his lips, and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Is it comfortable?"

With a cool face, the golden retriever after taking a shower flicked the water droplets from his body, splashing Duan Zefeng who was watching from the side, and stopped Duan Zefeng's evil flirting in time.Duan Zefeng inhaled his somewhat warm nose, why has he become less and less calm recently.

Shu Le took the electric wind to blow the hair of the golden retriever, and the golden retriever was also very cooperative, nestling in Shu Le's arms without escaping.

Hearing the movement, Lucifer finally gave up on the cat teaser that he had been playing for a long time, and jumped to Shu Le's side a few times, tilting his head to look at the thing that could blow the wind and blow the big guy's fur so smoothly.

I'm really sorry for Lucifer's name if she doesn't make trouble.Jumping on the golden retriever's back, I also want to try it, but the golden retriever is very happy.Shu Le smiled lowly, and blew Lucifer with the cold wind. Lucifer was startled, and jumped off the back of the golden retriever again, grinning at the unknown weapon.

After a while, Lucifer moved towards the electric wind aggressively, his body stood upright under the support of the wind, and his forelimbs were not idle, swinging left and right in front of the blowing wind. fist.

Shu Le and Duan Zefeng were both amused and laughed.

When the hair on the golden retriever was dry, the golden retriever still leaned against Shu Le's arms and asked Shu Le to help it smooth its fur.Lucifer was also tired from playing, and lay beside the golden retriever, occasionally brushing the golden retriever's ears with his tail.

This scene of a person, a dog, and a cat being so comfortable made Duan Zefeng, who had been restless before, calm down, leaning against the door, crossing his arms, with a faint smile on his lips, sighing that life is so delicate.

1.8米彪形女汉最新更新:2014-03-2414:12:27

Du Ning, the female vice president of Jingwei Media Company where Lang Qing works, and Wei Fan, the president of Jingwei Company, issued a press conference immediately on behalf of Jingwei Media.

"Lang Qing's departure not only caused our company to lose a writer with great potential, but also caused a shining new star in the literary world to fall. I hope that the police officers can thoroughly investigate the cause of Lang Qing's death as soon as possible. For us, for us A complete explanation for those readers who love his works." Although Du Ning is in his late thirties, he is well maintained and looks to be in his early thirties, with the majesty of a leader exuding from his aristocratic demeanor.

"Langqing is not only an excellent writer under our company, but also friends with us in private. After we heard the bad news, we were heartbroken. Not only from the standpoint of Jingwei Media, but also from the standpoint of friends for many years, we ask the police to give us timely advice. The truth." Wei Fan was tall and tall, and at this moment he was stretching out his hand, gently covering Du Ning's hand, and the two looked at each other, comforting each other.

"Wow, this couple is really a husband and wife, inseparable!" Xiaoxin stared at the TV screen enviously with staring eyes.

"Yeah, they are good partners at work and good couples in life. They are truly an enviable couple!" If it wasn't for Lang Qing's bizarre death, Shang Qin would definitely feel a lot of emotion.

Duan Zefeng glanced at the intertwined hands of Du Ning and Wei Fan, raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and smiled slightly.

The major media seized the news of the writer Lang Qing's death, reported it wildly, and speculated on the cause of his death, which led to a wave of Lang Qing fever in the society again, and Lang Qing's works once again topped the list of best-selling books.Another man who earned his posthumous name.

But the serious crimes team is miserable.The media and Lang Qing's die-hard book fans continued to put pressure on the police in an attempt to figure out the death.On the one hand, the police have to deal with the media, and on the other hand, they have to start the case, and they are very busy.Not only did the forensic department add more manpower, but the forensic doctor also sent a more experienced Wang forensic doctor to let Shangguan be his assistant, just to close the case as soon as possible.This made Shangguan's teeth itch.

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"Those proud women think they can use the power and money in their hands to play with the dignity of men. But once they get to bed, they will surrender to men in the most primitive physical desires. Just enter the delay for a few minutes, and they will Feeling dissatisfied, begging for pity, the scepter has already been handed over to oneself at this time. No matter how strong a woman is, in front of sex, the dominance is ultimately in the hands of men." -- "Down Deeper"

When Duan Zefeng read this passage, he couldn't help admiring: "Hoho, the truth! This Lang Qing doesn't look like a hair, I didn't expect what he wrote to be so sophisticated!"

Sister Shangguan wore a white coat, holding a bag of documents, and came to the office of the serious crime team with a gloomy face. The high heels made a crisp sound. In Sister Shangguan's own words: "High heels are a woman's pride." Very strange. What's more, everyone here is in awe of this voice, wondering when the stilettos under her feet will turn into sharp weapons to weaken the majesty of a man.Every time I see Sister Shangguan coming in, I unconsciously cross my two legs that are slit, protecting my lifeline is the most important thing.

"Sister Shangguan, how are you getting along with the forensic doctor Wang? Did you find anything?" Mu Yixin asked, sneaking a glance at her slender heels of more than ten centimeters, swallowing, and secretly admiring the woman Fantastic balance.

"Hmph! Damn bald donkey! He dares to point fingers at me because he has more seniority than me, he is self-righteous! I really want to use a scalpel to shave the few remaining hairs on my forehead!" Shangguan threw the materials on the table bag, made a cup of instant coffee, and sat on the sofa.

Everyone didn't dare to offend the low-pressure Shangguan, but while trying to comfort them, they hurriedly opened the information bag and found a long hair, a short hair, a cigarette butt, and a handful of blood-stained meals inside. A knife, and a cell phone.

"This long wine-red hair was collected on the floor of the living room. The other hair, armpit hair, was collected from Langqing's razor. The owner of these two hairs is the same woman. "Sister Shangguan crossed her beautiful legs, hooked a high-heeled shoe and drew circles in the air.

"Hey, it seems that this woman has an unusual relationship with Lang Qing!" Duan Zefeng smiled slightly.

The rest of the people nodded in acquiescence, only Xiaoxin looked up stupidly, flickering with his eyes open and wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

If it weren't for the fact that Xiaoxin is still considered a "minor" in terms of mental age, Duan Zefeng would have slapped his ears, why is his brain so incomprehensible?

Suppressing his anger, he squeezed it out between his teeth: "Could it be that you suddenly ran to an unfamiliar person's house and told him to lend me a razor to shave the armpit hair? It's obvious that the two are lovers!"

Xiaoxin immediately replenished his brain, blushing, he didn't know if he was angry by Duan Zefeng, or he was ashamed because he thought of something terrible.

"Can the owner of the hair be found from DNA?" Xiaoxin gave Shang Qin a step down, and changed the subject in time.

"Although I can't find a corresponding one in the gene bank, it just shows that the person has no criminal record. In fact, it is not that difficult to find this person. From the perspective of hair dye and curling materials, they are all very top-notch. It can be seen that This person's quality of life is very high. You can start with people with good living conditions around the deceased. No, there should be corresponding clues in the mobile phone address book!"

"Wow, Miss Shangguan is amazing!" Shang Qin couldn't help exclaiming.

"Then what does this cigarette butt mean?" Shang Qin asked.

Shangguan smiled and handed the small bag containing the cigarette butts to Duan Zefeng, and said, "Of course you don't understand, you young girl, I have to ask your captain."

"Hmm... this smoke is too thin, it must be a lady's smoke!" Duan Zefeng really saw the trick.

"Bingo! This is Davidoff's women's cigarette, and the price is not cheap."

"From the saliva collection, is it the same woman as I just mentioned?"

"That's right! She is a woman who knows how to enjoy herself."

"Is it possible that Lang Qing committed homicide? For example, someone cut Lang Qing's throat with a knife from behind Lang Qing, and then put the knife into his hand?" Duan Zefeng asked.

"If the throat was cut from behind, then stand first and then fall down, then the blood will spray to the front of the wound, and the direction can be seen, and the splash is nearby. But from the situation at the scene, it was sprayed to the ceiling, because Affected by gravity, splashes will not drip on the ceiling, but there will be splashes on the corresponding ground. Therefore, Lang Qing should have cut his throat when he fell to the ground on his back, and it cannot be attacked from behind. There are only his own fingerprints on the knife. Judging from the arrangement of the fingerprints, the palm of the right hand is facing inward, and the blade is facing the left artery of his neck. This is consistent with the incision on his neck from left to right. There are no signs of fighting in the room , and no other blood. Initially, it looks like he committed suicide. But I need further autopsy and toxicological tests.”

Duan Zefeng coughed lightly, and the rest of the serious crime team looked at him with a bit of teasing in their eyes. They had a half bucket of water with forensic medicine, let's show off to them before, let's play tricks today!Fortunately, they haven't locked in the 180 burly female man who raided from behind!

上司还是情人最新更新:2014-03-2422:00:05

"Guess who is the person with the most call records in Langqing's phone?" Xiaoxin checked Langqing's phone and asked in surprise.

"Who?"

"Vice President of Jingwei Media Company, Du Ning!"

"A talented man is called a romantic and talented man, but this kind of old woman who got his immediate boss is still ten years older than him! It's called unspoken rules! Tsk tsk, the taste is a bit heavy. "Duan Zefeng was a little disgusted, and got goosebumps all over his body.

"I read a lot of gossip news, and this Lang Qing's private life is really a mess. Many posts said that he used to be a cowherd, and he made his fortune by serving those lonely ladies, but I have never seen it. Any reports about Du Ning and him." Shang Qin said, a little bit unconvinced that Du Ning, who was holding hands with her husband in front of the TV the day before yesterday, who looked like a loving couple, had an improper relationship with Lang Qing.

"Hoho, no wonder this kid can write such a classic gender literature as "Down Deeper"!" Duan Zefeng still deeply sympathized with this book.

"However, Du Ning is one of the best media companies in the country. Those gossip tabloids must not dare to expose it indiscriminately. If one is not careful, it will be easy to lose his job. What do you think, Brother Yun Shao?" Xiaoxin slapped his ass. Sitting next to Yun Shao who was collecting and arranging information, he looked at Yun Shao flatteringly.

Yun Shao's typing hands paused, "Yeah." Then he continued crackling without looking back.

"I checked the records of Langqing's landline, and there were no incoming or outgoing calls before and after the incident." Shang Qin was a little puzzled, "Then what happened to the hanging phone? Was it too late to make a call? Why did you commit suicide in such a hurry?" The more Shang Qin thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out, and recently her hair became tangled and unruly.

"Anyway, let's talk about Du Ning, the vice president of Jingwei first!"

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In terms of cooperating with the police, Du Ning was very active and took the initiative to go to the police station to assist in the investigation.

When I get close to Du Ning, I feel that it is not the same as on TV: I wear light makeup, but it can't cover the deep crow's feet in the corners of my eyes.But also because of this, it adds a bit of approachability.

Seeing Du Ning, Xiaoxin kept gesticulating his head towards Duan Zefeng, Duan Zefeng frowned, how dare he make the most face at Lao Tzu like this?

After thinking about it, no, Xiaoxin refers to the hair.

He shifted his gaze to Du Ning's dark red and lustrous hair, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and winked at Xiaoxin, "Okay, you boy!"

"Whatever the police officer wants to know, I will do my best to help." Seeing Duan Zefeng staring at him, Du Ning unnaturally brushed his temple hair behind his ears.

"I want to know what kind of mental state Lang Qing was in before the accident? What are his daily activities?"

"You also know that Lang Qing published "Falling Deeper" four years ago and it became popular for a while, earning a lot of fame and fortune. He also thought that he had made his way from a third-rate writer. However, the tree attracts the wind, People continue to speculate that Lang Qing has been in the sex industry before. He has appeared on talk shows several times, and some hosts even asked him face-to-face questions. There are many malicious and slanderous posts on the website, which put him under a lot of mental pressure. After a long period of time, he suffered from moderate depression. After the encouragement and encouragement of our relatives, friends and bosses, he finally cheered up and re-prepared a book. We were all gratified to see him rekindle his creative passion in those days. Unexpectedly, a few months ago, he fell into a creative bottleneck again, and he became moody. Until that day... I, I really didn't expect him to be so extreme..." Du Ning changed from the calm and slow tone before to the back The words are not complete, and the sad color is fully expressed.

"Is that so... what's your relationship with Lang Qing?" Duan Zefeng ignored Du Ning's sadness, and asked suddenly, which made Du Ning stunned.

"You are the one who calls the most on Langqing's phone. If it's just the boss, he wouldn't be so concerned about the employees, right?" Without waiting for Duning to answer, Duan Zefeng continued to set off a bomb.

"Huh? On the face of it, I'm his boss, but in private, I'm a good friend with Langqing. It's not surprising that I talk a little more." Du Ning's eyes turned cold, with a kind of calm and threat oppression.

"En. Then please provide your fingerprints and saliva samples." Duan Zefeng's words made Shangqin Xiaoxin spit tea.So straightforward!No matter what, I invite people to drink tea, and take away the cup secretly by the way, and then inspect it!

Unexpectedly, Du Ning was stunned for a second, then smiled and readily agreed.

After finishing the matter, Du Ning took out a cigarette, asked with his eyes, then lit it up and smoked it himself. The posture was quite elegant, and after taking a puff of the cigarette, he asked: "Is the police officer suspicious of me? I don't know what is suspicious about me." place?"

But what kind of person is Duan Zefeng?Then he nodded: "That's right!" Then he asked casually: "Hey, the smell of this cigarette is very different! Imported?"

"Hehe, Davidoff, ladies cigarettes. Would you like one?" Du Ning handed over jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Duan Zefeng actually picked it up.Do not smoke, hold it in your hand and watch carefully.Suddenly a sentence popped up: "This is the same type of cigarette butt found at the scene of the crime!"

"Ahem!" Du Ning choked. "This, this is normal, we are friends, it's okay for me to go to his house occasionally."

Duan Zefeng, without speaking, stared at Du Ning's hand with jewelry, and smiled strangely. "Your husband doesn't have a problem with your relationship?"

"What do you mean, I have nothing to do with Lang Qing. My husband has always had a very good relationship with me, and he never interferes with my circle of friends." With Duan Zefeng's attitude, no matter how well-bred she is, she is a little angry.

"Hahaha, then why don't you wear a wedding ring?"

"It's normal to forget this thing. Doesn't wearing a wedding ring mean that you have a bad relationship? Is it okay if you wear a wedding ring?" Du Ning didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. What is the point of this policeman?

"But, you brought a lot of decorative rings, but you forgot to bring your wedding ring, so it's unreasonable!" Duan Zefeng obviously didn't want to let this problem go easily.The rest of the serious crime team were a little ashamed.

"This is a matter between our husband and wife, so don't bother the police officer to worry about it!" Du Ning took a sharp puff of the cigarette, and without seeing the ashtray, he directly threw the long remaining cigarette into the water glass.

The whole movement was natural, but it made everyone present a little displeased.

Colleagues from the forensics department took the materials into the serious crime team at this time, felt an inexplicable low pressure, and immediately ran out in desperation.

Duan Zefeng slowly opened the bag, looked at the results shown in the data, smiled lowly, hooked his hands, let Xiao Xin, Shang Qin and Yun Shao walk behind him, looked at the results of the data, everyone looked at each other knowingly After the exchange, the atmosphere in the office was even more weird.

Du Ning couldn't sit still, holding the cup with both hands, anxiously wanting to drink water, but found that she had already used the cup as an ashtray, so he pushed it discouraged. "Is there anything else, officer?"

"The CEO doesn't seem to be telling the truth! Your fingerprints match those left on another set of tableware at the scene of the crime, and the DNA you provided is also consistent with the hair found in Langqing's home."

"As I said, my relationship with Langqing is unusual."

"That's too unusual! You know, we also found a hair on Langqing's razor. As for where it came from, it's inconvenient to say, you know me. Coincidentally, The owner of this hair is actually you!" Duan Zefeng's eccentric tone made the others hold back their laughter.

Du Ning's face turned blue and red.

"Crack!" Duan Zefeng suddenly slapped the desktop, "What did you do at Lang Qing's residence on the night of the incident? Why did Lang Qing die? Did you do it? Tell us the truth, Vice President Du Ning!"

自杀内幕最新更新:2014-03-2513:39:49

"Crack!" Duan Zefeng suddenly slapped the desktop, "What did you do at Lang Qing's residence on the night of the incident? Why did Lang Qing die? Did you do it? Tell us the truth, President Du Ning!"

Du Ning was obviously taken aback, his face was pale, and he was eager to get rid of the relationship: "I just had a meal with him that night, but I left after a while. I really don't know why he suddenly..."

"You don't deny that you have an affair with Lang Qing?"

Du Ning pursed his lips and nodded uncomfortably.

"So, Lang Qing became famous because of his relationship with you?" Duan Zefeng seemed to want to see more embarrassment from Du Ning, so he asked a more sensitive topic.

"Not entirely. Lang Qing is a very talented person. What he lacks is a chance to get ahead. After he followed me, I just provided him with better publicity and a bigger sales market." Xiaoxin's eyes immediately showed contempt, and Lang Qing really deserves to be called a cowherd writer.

"Did you have a dispute halfway that day?" Duan Zefeng hit the nail on the head, which surprised Du Ning.

Du Ning unconsciously played with his pearl pendant, "...yes, it was his birthday. I wanted to celebrate it with him, but...he said that my relationship with him has been speculated by many media, which made him very happy. Pressure, unable to focus on creation, want to break up with me. He alone..." She was a little excited while talking, but words like "cowherd" or "mianshou" were not uttered under her good quality. "I firmly disagreed, and then we broke up. I really didn't expect him to treat me like this. I really feel guilty in retrospect. In order to keep him, knowing that his recent mental state is unstable, I even said harsh words that day to provoke him. I really didn't mean it..." Du Ning's eyes were red, and his hands were tightly twisted together.

After Du Ning went back, Duan Zefeng bit his pen and thought, maybe the truth is as simple as that, is it because we like going around in circles too much?

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Faced with pressure from various media and the public, the police station was overwhelmed.

In front of the gate of the apartment where Lang Qing lived, the news reporter used flowers and mourning crowds as the background of the news screen. Although he was in pain, his eyes could not hide the excitement on the camera: "The forensic results showed that Lang Qing committed suicide. .According to the investigation, Lang Qing suffered from moderate depression, and the reason for his suicide was probably because he was caught in a creative bottleneck and couldn’t think about it.” Then the camera cut to the forensic doctor Lao Wang, who made a report bluntly: Lang Qing cut himself off with a knife Carotid artery, bleeding to death.

"Why didn't the superiors make the scandal of Lang Qing and Du Ning public? Instead, they simply mentioned it?" Shang Qin seemed a little aggrieved.

"What the media people want is just an explanation, something to talk about after dinner. Excessive investigation will not benefit both sides. Don't think that the police department is an independent and absolutely just institution. In fact, it has a relationship with many institutions that have a community of interests. Do you understand?" Duan Zefeng chuckled at Shang Qin's innocence.

After a period of silence, Xiaoxin changed the subject as if to break the awkward atmosphere: "Brother Yun Shao, isn't that Lao Wang's forensic doctor? What's wrong with his hair?"

"Isn't he native to the Mediterranean?" It was rare for Yun Shao to answer Xiaoxin's words, but he said it in a calm and stereotyped tone when he said it was obviously a joke, and the effect was greatly reduced.

"Yes, but look at his current hairstyle! It seems that he is not only bald in the middle, but also the half circle of hair on the right is gone." Xiaoxin gestured to the TV.

Everyone took a closer look, and it was true that in order to cover up the defects on the right side, half of the hair on the left side was deliberately moved to the right side, which looked like a hollow seaweed covering the top of the head.

"Pfft, it took a lot of hairspray!" Duan Zefeng felt happy when he saw Lao Wang.

"This is a masterpiece by my lord." Sister Shangguan's complexion was not good, and her tone was sullen, "He is hardworking and experienced, and the report was handed in extremely efficiently. There is no need for me, a fledgling assistant, to directly dismiss me as unreasonable." It saved me a lot of trouble, so to show my gratitude, I gave him a hairdresser."

There was a gust of wind blowing overhead, and everyone quietly glanced up at their foreheads, then looked at each other, and after confirming that their hair was in place, they let out a sigh of relief.

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After the case was finally over, Duan Zefeng was finally free, and it was rare for him to tease Lucifer at home.

Duan Zefeng gnawed at the shredded squid while watching TV, and left the work of teasing the cat to his big feet, with the cat teasing stick between his toes, moving it from time to time, like waving a fly, making Lucifer run back and forth with great interest Vigorous and tireless.Smiling secretly in my heart, isn't it just to get a cat, SOEASY!

Lucifer smelled the smell of dried squid with his weird nose, and he slapped off the stick stuck on Duan Zefeng's toe, threw himself into Duan Zefeng's arms, raised his head, and stared at half of the watery lake blue eyes that were still exposed. Shredded squid outside Duan Zefeng mouth.

"Little boy, you don't usually make out with me, and you throw yourself into your arms when you have something to eat?" Duan Zefeng stroked Lucifer's white and soft fluff, and tore off a piece of shredded squid. He chewed and chewed, and ran to Duan Zefeng's arms again to beg for "meow-meow-" after eating. After five or six yuan, he gave up and ran out of the living room to disappear.

Duan Zefeng was wondering, Lucifer came back again, still flying towards the sky, let out a long meow, and the subtext was "Shut up, that piece of dried squid is mine!" On Duan Zefeng's shoulder, he snatched food directly from her master's mouth.

"Hey, hey, are you still playing with forced kissing?" Duan Zefeng touched the corner of his mouth, feeling water marks, and then looked at the hair around Lucifer's mouth, which was wet, then glanced at the small bowl of water, and found that there was no trace of water. Without moving, he wondered, "Where did you drink the water just now?" Walking out of the living room, following the water marks on the ground, I had a bad premonition in my heart.

In the end, the water trail stopped in front of the toilet in the bathroom, and Duan Zefeng's face darkened instantly, and the earth-shattering sound of "嗤——" almost shattered the glass.Then he chased Lucifer while frantically brushing his teeth, shouting: "You little girl, where can you escape?!" Toothpaste bubbles spewed out countless times like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Forgive him for being as tall as a "giant", but the agility and dexterity of cats can't help it. Finally, after knocking over bookshelves, kicking over chairs, and knocking over cat litter, Duan Zefeng finally lost his strength and fell to the ground panting, foaming at the mouth (toothpaste foam) ), full of bitterness and pain, roared out with the last bit of strength: "You little devil!"

And Lucifer was lying on the sofa, half-closed his eyes and licked his paws, the name Lucifer was named by you, so you should be mentally prepared, meow~

天堂的囚徒最新更新:2014-03-2623:17:38

"Have you watched the news?" Mu Yixin ran in with a face full of surprise.

"What's wrong?" The gossip team immediately gathered in front of Duan Zefeng's desk from all corners of the office to form a typhoon eye.

Of course, the stern Yun Shao would not get involved in this kind of thing, he just happened to finish reading "Down Deeper" bought by Duan Zefeng, so he got up and planned to return it, and happened to be surrounded by these people who would die if they didn't gossip , I couldn't break through the siege for a while, so I had to stay in the circle. It's really not his gossip, really.

"Langqing's new book is out!" Xiaoxin said, turning on the computer, typing "Langqing's new book", and thousands of search results immediately appeared.

""Prisoner of Paradise"——The Life Portrayal of the Cowherd Writer"

"Lang Qing's masterpiece "Prisoner of Paradise" comes out"

""Prisoner of Paradise" may reveal the mystery of the author's suicide"

......

The book "Prisoner of Paradise" has changed its publisher, Magic Mirror Company.The book is titled as No.1 again, which tells the story of a young man who entered a writing company after winning a newcomer writing award, but the works he wrote later did not get enough attention from the company, and the plan to issue a booklet was also delayed by the company. .On the contrary, those writers who are pretty but mediocre have received great attention, and they are all famous from illustrations to cover design.He gradually realized that it’s not that you can publish a book if you write well, and people will read it when it is published.After many blood and tears, the protagonist finally succumbs to the company's unspoken rules. He uses his handsome appearance to get opportunities to be published step by step. The promotion and illustrations are all arranged to perfection.But the flower has no hundred-day success. After being abandoned by the female president and frozen by the company, he realized that his writing career should also be over.In the end, he climbed to the top floor of the company and bloomed a blood flower for himself at his peak.

All the major post bars and forums have opened posts one after another, catching up on the various characters and events that appear in the book, and comparing them with Jingwei Company where Lang Qing works.Guessing that Lang Qing is the real version of the prisoner in heaven, thinking about the psychological reason for Lang Qing's suicide is probably because he was abandoned by the president and chose to commit suicide.Some anonymous people claimed that the misappropriation of public funds and enriching private pockets involved in the article also meant something in the company. For this reason, they also dug up the economic dispute cases of Jingwei Company in the past few years as evidence.Someone even sorted out that the four writers and illustrators mentioned in Lang Qing's article who had an improper relationship with their superiors were real people in Jingwei.This was unreasonable, and other writers and painters under Jingwei clarified that it was just Lang Qing's personal artistic creation, and their fans and Lang Qing's fans also started a continuous war of words.

There are also "academic research" to study the sexual psychology and social phenomena of men who provide sexual services, which is dubbed "Qing Xue" by some fans. "Public challenge, just relying on that little kid who started by writing pornographic books?

Both the entertainment and literary circles became lively because of Lang Qing, a controversial figure.

"Lang Qing published another book? Or after he died?" Duan Zefeng stroked his beard, "Looks like I have to buy another book. This kid's style of writing is very to my liking."

Shang Qin: "Since when did you become Lang Qing's brainless fan?"

Xiaoxin interface: "He's just a fool, there's nothing he's not fans of."

"Hey!" Duan Zefeng picked up "Down Deeper" and knocked on Xiaoxin's head, "You're getting smaller and smaller!"

After work, Duan Zefeng still ran to Shule Pet Center as expected.

This time he did not enter the door in a hurry, but stood outside the glass door for a long time, slowly admiring: the afterglow came through the blinds behind Shu Le, he sat with his head bowed, flipping through a book with his right hand, With his left hand, he gently stroked a kitten on his lap.The cat squinted its eyes comfortably, and occasionally moved its fluffy tail.

Duan Zefeng pressed his forehead against the glass door, observing the rare beauty, whether it was the warm gas from his nose covering the glass or other reasons, his eyes gradually became blurred.

Suddenly there was a vibration from the door, Duan Zefeng was startled, wiped the foggy area, and suddenly found Shu Le standing on the opposite side of the glass, so he was staring at him.Shu Le opened the door and asked, "Officer Duan, why don't you come in?"

Duan Zefeng was embarrassed for a while, but his thick skin was unparalleled in the world, he couldn't tell, "Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to enter the door just now, and suddenly I felt dizzy, so I leaned against the door."

Shu Le: "Oh? Are you okay? Come in and let me take a look for you!"

Duan Zefeng: "Um, I'm fine, I guess I'm hungry and have low blood sugar."

"Let's eat something!" After entering the door, Shu Le came over with a bag of biscuits on his desk. Duan Zefeng stared at him dumbfounded. Could this be for entertaining me?

Shu Le looked at Duan Zefeng's surprised expression, then looked at the "Gougoule Molar Biscuits" in his hand, and immediately put his hands on his forehead, "I said, why the taste is so bland. I'm sorry, I've been with pets for a long time, and I'm used to it." Sexually..."

For a moment, Duan Zefeng felt that Shu Le was a fool who couldn't take care of himself other than being extremely conscientious and meticulous in his work. He really didn't know if it was pure or something.

"Oh, I remembered that I brought a bar of chocolate!" Duan Zefeng conjured up a large piece of dark chocolate out of nowhere, broke off a piece and handed it to his mouth, not forgetting to joke, "This taste should not be weak."

"Thank you!" Shu Le was not restrained, and put it into his mouth directly, but Duan Zefeng's ears were instantly warmed by the breath he sprayed on his fingers.

Duan Zefeng broke off a piece himself, and was about to put it in his mouth, when the Chihuahua that had been yelling and whipping it suddenly jumped over, with its front paws resting on Duan Zefeng's calf, its already big eyes widened even further. Flicking the tail left and right, yo, admitting that he is a grandson at this time?

Duan Zefeng took advantage of the situation and sent it to the Chihuahua, who knew that a white hand appeared in the air and snatched it away, "You can't give it!"

Startled by this sudden movement and cold tone, Duan Zefeng looked at Shu Le who suddenly changed his face in a bit of bewilderment.

After Shu Le stuffed the piece of chocolate snatched from the dog into his own mouth, he explained seriously: "Cats and dogs are not allowed to eat chocolate. It will do great harm to their bodies and even kill them. Cat and dog owners Everyone must pay attention to this point, sometimes it is a delicious snack for humans, but it is indeed a deadly poison for small animals. This is the reason why the so-called honey is my arsenic.”

Duan Zefeng touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, the chocolate he put into his mouth was extremely bitter, uh, it's too embarrassing, I must go back and make up for the taboo of cat and dog food!

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