"People's words are terrifying. You don't understand this principle. I, Situ Lingling, is your fiancée. If someone recognizes the person in the photo, what others will think? I don't know. I don't care. But at least, I feel uncomfortable!" Situ Lingling looked at Long Junchen and said his inner thoughts very bluntly. Long Junchen nodded silently and solemnly. He still understood this principle, but he still smiled and deliberately joked and dragged the long tone of kuaier and said, "Okay, my wife, I'll be careful in the future!"

"You dare!" Situ Lingling glared at her almond eyes. Although she knew that Long Junchen was joking, she still had to show the necessary tough attitude. She pinched a piece of soft flesh on Long Junchen's waist and twisted it hard until the latter screamed, and then let go of her hand and said angrily with a resentful look on her face: "Let me tell you, stay at home peacefully and avoid flirting with flowers outside, otherwise, don't go to my bed in the future!"

Long Junchen knew that Lingling was talking angry, but he nodded very well in the end. Then Long Junchen performed again on the spot, with the skillful movements in his hands and some affectionate words, this matter was settled.

In the distant mountains, there was a faint white fog rising. This was the white fog falling at night. Occasionally, a few black-necked and black-tailed white cranes were bent to find food there, and suddenly raised their heads and sang, which was extremely crisp but continuous. The white cranes danced with their wings amid the shouts, which was very beautiful. They added a little tranquil beauty to the quiet night.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, in a villa in the East Suburb Garden of Yinhai City, a man in black was drinking a cup of tea silently. He could vaguely see his face through the light that was not dazzling. It was the leader of the devourer, Qianxie, who had fought with Yehu and Long Junchen.

The translator was bowing respectfully at this moment, reporting the specific details of the high-speed rail explosion. Qianxie rubbed his chin and his other fingers slowly tapped the bluestone table in front of him. After the translator had finished reporting, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly with a cold voice: "This matter is done well, but the attack of the calligraphy and painting exhibition is probably going to be ruined. See if you can make a deal in the cinema or train station to relieve my hatred. It is a pity that the plan for the calligraphy and painting exhibition was ruined. We have planned for so long, and the flyers were sent out, and all the harsh words were left. Now that the plan has failed, isn't that a slap in the face?"

"Master Qianxie, I learned that the people from MI6 have secretly intervened in the investigation of this high-speed rail explosion. Look, do we want to withdraw?" The translator didn't sigh so much. He didn't care whether he could create a terrorist attack, nor did he agree with it, but just put life first.

"Retreat? Humph, how is that possible!" Qian Xie had a cold face, hummed his nose, drank the red wine in his hand, and stared at the empty red wine glass with a stern look. "If you want to check, let them check it out. If you find out here, then kill them all!"

The next morning, just dawn broke out, Long Junchen climbed up from the bed, regardless of Situ Lingling's resentful eyes. After washing up, he bought some breakfast for the girl and Situ Yunnuo, got up, kissed Situ Lingling's forehead, and then hurried to Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau. According to Long Junchen's estimate, the appraisal results were almost out.

Today, the gate of the Public Security Bureau was surrounded by countless journalists and media. Long Junchen could not drive the car in. The surroundings were blocked by journalists from the criminal police who got up early in the morning to get around and came to work. Long Junchen looked at the crowd of people and those cameras holding brightly. He thought about it and felt that the people working inside had no idea how much pressure they had to bear.

"By the way, Tang Wanying, this girl slept in the Public Security Bureau last night. It seems that she doesn't have the courage to come out to buy breakfast." Long Junchen murmured, parked the car in a roadside parking lot about a few hundred meters away from the Public Security Bureau. She bought some egg cakes and milk from the breakfast shop, and walked towards the Public Security Bureau with a bag in one hand.

Long Junchen is a frequent visitor to the Public Security Bureau and is familiar with the road, so he knew where there was a back door, so he avoided the crowd and entered the Public Security Bureau through the back door of the Public Security Bureau.

As soon as he entered the Public Security Bureau, Long Junchen knew that most of the reporters at the door would return without success, because the situation inside was very orderly compared to the chaos outside. Almost all the police had started working at their posts. It seemed that they knew that these reporters were coming to block the door in advance and had to come to work early. Even when they saw several policemen with dark circles hanging on their eyes, Long Junchen probably had worked overnight.

I came to Tang Wanying's office with a familiarity. Seeing that Ma Jingxuan was talking to Tang Wanying, Long Junchen greeted the two warmly. Because I had bought more breakfast, I simply gave Ma Jingxuan one. The latter said that he was old and ate less, but Long Junchen still enthusiastically gave him an egg cake and a hot milk.

"You performed pretty well today. You know how to buy me breakfast." Tang Wanying raised her eyebrows and chewed the egg cake in disregarding her image. She looked at Ma Jingxuan's back as she left, and said with some satisfaction.

"Tsk, I know that you policemen don't dare to deal with reporters, and they just don't eat breakfast and stay in this public security bureau. When it is spread, it's really cowardly." Long Junchen sighed pretentiously, sat on the sofa in the office naturally, crossed his legs, and was about to smoke, but remembered Tang Wanying's straightforward opposition, so he had to suck his hand back in disappointment.

When Tang Wanying heard Long Junchen's sarcastic look, she looked down at Long Junchen with a condescending look and snorted angrily, "Dogs meddled with other people's business. Believe it or not, I will embarrass you on this egg cake!"

"I believe it, hahaha, you are the one who dares to throw away the CD box. You should throw away this egg cake casually." Long Junchen quickly waved his hand with a smile. When he mentioned the CD box, Tang Wanying remembered the last time the two of them were in the car. She couldn't help but blush. However, she did not feel angry at all, but said a little shyly: "You are the poor-mouthed!"
Chapter completed!