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Lu Zhe gently placed a glass of wine in front of Jiang Shuo, pulled out a chair and sat beside him.

The dinner party is about to start, and many people have already taken their seats. The table where Lu Zhe and the others are sitting is mostly from the third team. It doesn't hurt if a few people sit over to join in the fun now and then.

An Baiwei was sitting on Lu Zhe's left, chatting with Dai Xiaozhou next to him while drinking, but actually kept his ears up to listen to Lu Zhe's conversation, and fireworks exploded in his heart.

Jiang Shuo silently drank the wine that Lu Zhe poured for him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for the deputy team...I was the one who was rude."

Lu Zhe glanced at him, then shook his head slowly: "No need to apologize."

"..." Jiang Shuo raised his head to look at Lu Che, with a look of reluctance hidden in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his head again, playing with his fingers in a low mood.

At eight o'clock, the entrance to the venue was closed, all the lights in the hall were turned off, and a beam of strong light was cast on the stage in the center of the banquet. A middle-aged man in his 50s was standing there straight, with a soft face. I opened my mouth.

"Good evening everyone, I am the director of the Joint Criminal Bureau, Wei Kejie."

A wave of cheers rang out in the venue, and Wei Kejie remained motionless as a mountain. He waited quietly for the cheers to subside before continuing: "First of all, welcome to the year-end party of the Joint Criminal Bureau. At the same time, let us thank you This year's host is Feng Haike, the captain of the Seventh Squad under the Joint Penalty Department."

There was another burst of warm applause, and a very young man walked up with a smile on his face, stood side by side with Wei Kejie, and bowed deeply to the bottom.

Amber tilted his legs slightly and squinted. Feng Haike changed to a well-regulated hairstyle, and he looked more handsome than before, not so gloomy anymore, but he still looked bad.

Feng Haike gave a serious speech on the stage, saying nothing more than polite words, such as thanking the director for giving me this opportunity, I will live up to everyone's expectations and let everyone eat and drink well and not fight, etc. Lu Zhe was tired of listening, Then he got up and walked towards the bathroom, An Baiwei grabbed his wrist, looked up at him, and laughed softly: "Do you want to accompany you?"

Lu Zhe shook off him neatly and walked away by himself.

At this moment, everyone was listening to Director Wei's teachings at the venue. The huge bathroom was empty. Lu Zhe took off his mask when he entered the cubicle, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

After smoking a cigarette, Lu Zhe simply solved his personal problems. Just as he walked out of the cubicle with his mask on, he heard someone calling from another cubicle, "Brother? Brother, do you have any papers?"

Lu Zhe: "..."

He took a stack of paper towels from the sink and handed them over, and then slowly washed his hands in front of the mirror. The elder brother in the cubicle behind him snorted comfortably after solving the problem. With a sound, he pushed open the door and came out, talking non-stop: "What kind of paper are you? Send a link to the toilet paper, make sure it’s easy to use, if it’s not, you’ll kick me.”

Lu Zhe squinted his eyes and looked at him in the mirror. He had a beard and was about thirty years old. He was wearing a very flamboyant red suit with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He had a great figure.

Then he took off the paper towel on the side and wiped his hands, and said lightly, "No, thank you."

The elder brother glanced at Lu Zhe, and before Lu Zhe had time to put on his mask, he could see his entire face, the elder brother was stunned for a moment, and called out in astonishment and uncertainty: "You are... Lu Zhe? "

Lu Zhe's heart skipped a beat, he turned around vigilantly, and looked at the man defensively: "You've got the wrong person."

"Oh, I got it wrong." The elder brother breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and waved his hands, "I just said, Lu Zhe would never come to this kind of place... Brother, let me tell you, you call that Lu Zhe's person looks very similar, especially the eyes, when looking at people, there is no emotion at all, tsk tsk tsk..."

Lu Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked displeasedly, "Why doesn't Lu Zhe come to such a place?"

The big brother opened his eyes in surprise: "Are you new here? Haven't even heard of Lu Zhe's name?"

"...I just joined the Ministry of Criminal Justice this year." Lu Zhe suppressed his anger and put on his mask calmly, so as not to make his face arouse people's imagination.

"That's no wonder." The man nodded swayingly, "Go back and ask your team leader, and you will know how prestigious the name Lu Zhe is. It would be frightening to hear about it."

Something was wrong in Lu Zhe's mind. This person must have some weird misunderstandings about him, right?

"My captain never tells me about some things in the Joint Criminal Department." Lu Zhe shook his head and said flatly, "The name Lu Zhe sounds nothing, it's plain, even a bit ugly."

The man came over mysteriously: "Don't say that to the outside world, be careful that Lu Zhe comes to your house in the middle of the night to draw a villain on you with a knife."

Lu Zhe: "..."

"Let me tell you, Lu Zhe quit the Joint Penalty Department three years ago, do you know why?" The man pretended to be holding a shocking secret, and kept it safe.

Lu Zhe asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"He killed someone!" the man whispered, "The one who killed was still a member of the Joint Penalty Department!"

"..." Lu Che's heart trembled heavily, he froze for a moment, and said dryly, "You remember the wrong person."

"How can I remember wrongly? Go out and ask, who doesn't know about this?" The man made a final decision, "If he hadn't caused such a stir back then, I wouldn't remember what he looked like."

……

When Lu Zhe walked back to An Baiwei in a trance, Wei Kejie was no longer on the stage, and he was toasting with Feng Haike around the banquet.An Baiwei felt that Lu Zhe's condition was not right, turned his head to look at him, and raised his hand to touch Lu Zhe's neck. The temperature was normal and there was no sign of fever.

"What's wrong?" Amber asked in a low voice, "Not feeling well?"

Lu Zhe's Adam's apple rolled, and he handed the business card that the man gave him just now to An Baiwei, and murmured, "Look, what's written on it?"

"Why - Chu Pei?" An Baiwei looked away from the business card, showing an incredulous expression, "You know him?"

"Who is he?" Lu Zhe asked confusedly.

"Pei Mu, a member of the Joint Criminal Bureau, the director of the Operations Division." An Baiwei looked at Lu Zhe with a strange expression, "What's wrong with him? Are you okay?"

"What else do you know?" Lu Zhe murmured to him.

"It's nothing. I don't know much about the people in the Joint Criminal Bureau. He is a person with a strong legend. This person is a rare genius with strong abilities. After two years in the Joint Criminal Department, he was promoted to the Joint Criminal Bureau. It took another three years to sit on the position of deputy director of the Operations Department. This year, the director was replaced as the new director. It is rumored in the bureau that he is the most promising person to compete for the director-if he becomes the director , that is definitely the youngest director in the history of the entire Joint Criminal Bureau.” Amber flicked his business card slightly, “However, although this person has strong work ability, his private life is very chaotic. People who have contacted or worked with him, some Some people say that his head is abnormal, some people say that he has neurological problems, but some people suddenly have an epiphany after hearing his words... The Joint Criminal Bureau is not like the Joint Criminal Department. A man of the hour, an elusive man of the hour... Have you met him? What did he tell you?"

"...He said that he knew a person named Lu Zhe, and he also knew that Lu Zhe quit the Joint Criminal Department three years ago..." Lu Zhe looked up at An Baiwei in a daze, "He also said that I killed someone. "

An Baiwei's hand holding the business card trembled slightly, then shrugged: "He just likes to talk nonsense, don't worry about him—"

"He said, let me ask people outside, no one knows about my murder." Lu Zhe shook his head, "I didn't...I don't remember..."

He bent down and hugged his head, like a thick shell sealed himself inside, and repeated dizzily: "What happened three years ago? Why did I quit the Joint Criminal Department...I didn't kill people... ...not to mention killing people from the Joint Penalty Department..."

"Lu Zhe..." Amber shouted slightly, "Lu Zhe!"

"..."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he remembered wrongly, it wasn't you." Amber squatted down slightly, gently smoothed Lu Zhe's hair, and whispered, "You must be too tired recently, let me first Take you upstairs to rest, okay?"

Lu Zhe was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly.

"Then don't think about it anymore, eat something." An Baiwei flicked his business card, "You have never met Pei Mu, you don't know that he is full of guns, he doesn't have a few words of truth, what comes out is what he thinks, Maybe he heard your name from somewhere, so he will give you a random name, don't care about it, let alone argue with him."

Lu Zhe raised his head slowly, and An Baiwei picked up some dishes on the plate. He looked around the people around the table with a little drowsy head. They were all wearing masks, but Lu Zhe could tell which ones were People from the third team, Qi Xiu, Yang Lepei, and Lin Qingchun are all there.

His mind relaxed a little, but his heart beat faster and faster. Lu Che couldn't explain this strange feeling, as if there were a pair of eyes dormant nearby, staring at him all the time, making it impossible for him to truly relax.

When did you start getting flustered just now?

Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked around at the people around him, Qi Xiu, Yang Lepei, Lin Qingchun, An Baiwei, and Jiang Shuo...

Suddenly, Lu Che turned his eyes to Lin Qingchun, and an unusually noisy voice sounded in his head, as if an alarm had been sounded. He hugged his head again, and the surroundings were suddenly so quiet that only his heartbeat was there. On the surface of the lake, ripples circled back and forth.

While the world was spinning, Lu Che vaguely felt that someone was supporting him, and someone was calling his name loudly, but his eyelids seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, pulling him into a boundless and dark hell.