My magic stick is going to heaven!

Wen Changlang gave him a blank stare, and said in an educational tone:

"My lord governor, I'm not bluffing. I'm doing good deeds and accumulating good deeds. There are not many people who give selflessly like me."

Shang Yanzhou nodded, and replied quite seriously:

"Indeed, there are not many thick-skinned people like you."

"How do you speak, Sir Governor, why are your words becoming less and less pleasant, and you don't know how to think about me, and praise my good-looking face."

Shang Yanzhou walked past him indifferently, and walked up to the second floor. The tall and straight figure, with the slender legs wrapped in military trousers, looked extremely sexy.

Wen Changlang waited for the others to walk away before withdrawing his idiotic gaze. He was stunned for a few seconds, then put down the objects in his hands, took off the Taoist robe on his body with his hands free, rolled them up in a random way, and carried them upstairs.

Putting them together with the wooden box, Wen Changlang pushed Shang Yanzhou's room away without stopping.

"Master Governor, let's discuss something."

Shang Yanzhou hung up the police uniform, looked at him, and waited patiently for his next sentence.

Wen Changlang laughed and said:

"Can you lend me the big red seal on your desk?"

Shang Yanzhou frowned: "The big red seal? You mean, the police inspector's seal on my desk? What do you want it for?"

Wen Changlang walked over slowly, grabbed Shang Yanzhou's clothes, and shook them:

"I just want to take a look, I'm curious, anyway, I'll take it as your consent, hehe!"

As soon as Wen Changlang finished speaking, he ran to the desk in a hurry, picked up the big red box and ran out, hiding in his room for half an hour before coming out.

Smiling and returning the seal, Wen Changlang whistled briskly, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, the vigor was still shaking until he took a bath at night.

The next morning, when Shang Yanzhou got up, he saw that Wen Changlang got up earlier than him for the first time, and came to the edge of the dining table. Shang Yanzhou asked in a casual tone:

"busy?"

Wen Changlang shook his head inexplicably:

"It's alright."

"Ah."

After answering a word heavily, Shang Yanzhou lowered his head to eat breakfast without saying another word, and after Wen Changlang finished eating, he carried a big bag on his back and went out.

Shang Yanzhou turned his head to look at Wen Changlang's handsome back when he left, and after a while, he turned his head and gave instructions to the head chef:

"Pay more attention to his movements, so as not to cause trouble again."

"Yes, sir."

Facts have proved that Shang Yanzhou's premonition is always right.

When the police station below dialed to him, he knew that the restless thing was causing trouble again.

When he came to the police station, the chief of the police station hurried up to greet him:

"Super... Superintendent, you... why are you here?"

Shang Yanzhou didn't speak, just walked straight in, and finally stopped in an interrogation room, looked at someone who was still very arrogant inside with a leisurely posture, couldn't help raising his eyebrows and chuckling, it's really a troublesome thing.

Seeing him looking at the people inside, the police chief explained:

"The one inside is a rogue who stole... the official seal of the police inspectorate to bluff! We just captured it and are now interrogating, but we have asked him to report the line number and notify his family to come over."

Shang Yanzhou nodded, and replied lightly:

"I know, that's why I'm here."

The chief of the police station paused: "..."

After half a sound, I finally realized it, and said tremblingly:

"Just...just now, the dialed line is... yours?"

Shang Yanzhou didn't answer him, but directly signaled the policeman behind him to open the iron door of the interrogation room, and then walked in with a smile on the corner of his mouth.