purple mist

"Although I don't really want to spoil the atmosphere." Chen Bingrui narrowed his eyes and took out a folder from behind with a smile and patted it on the table: "But I really have important things to do today, so I'm sorry, birthday boy."

Xue Han bit the plastic fork and shrugged indifferently.

Lu Wei glanced at him, and opened the folder unhurriedly.

The folder was actually quite empty, and a few thin photos slid down the seal to the table like fallen leaves.

"Hey." Xue Han took a closer look and was immediately amused. He casually picked up a photo and looked at it: "This photography technique is pretty good."

Yan Lingyi looked puzzled, but Lu Wei nodded in a serious manner: "It's really good."

These photos are no stranger to Lu Wei, they are exactly the ones that Zou Guoxiang threw at him a few hours ago—the photos of him and Xue Han going shopping in the supermarket.

Thinking of Zou Guoxiang's words, Lu Wei's eyes dimmed a bit.

"Although I didn't take a picture of the face, but this one."

Chen Bingrui pointed to one of the photos. The profile of the young man is very recognizable. The sunglasses on the bridge of the nose must not be removed, showing the smiling and upturned eyes. Basically, anyone who is familiar with Xue Han can take a look. It turned out to be him.

Xue Han smiled harmlessly and spread his hands, and said leisurely, "I'm so sorry for being so eye-catching."

The corner of Lu Wei's lips twitched slightly, and he slowly put the document bag in his hand back on the table, fingers crossed: "What does Team Zhang want to say?"

Hearing this, Chen Bingrui was taken aback, he didn't seem to say where the photo came from?

"Captain Zhang didn't say anything, he just asked me to bring it to you."

Lu Wei nodded, raised his deep eyes, looked at Xue Han quietly, and said calmly as if asking him what he would like to eat for dinner: "Are you willing to 'surrender'?"

……

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, it happened that Wang Hong came to the bureau to be on duty.

Wang Hong rubbed the sore back of his neck, still feeling uncomfortable, and stood up from the chair again, humming, ah, ah, a little hello, he still felt that he hadn't beat up with the second uncle and third uncle last night The aftermath of catching pockmarks overnight.

At this time, an Internet policeman poked his head out from the wall: "Uh...that, Brother Wang?"

"Huh?" Wang Hong looked back and saw someone coming, so he had to put the big dumbbell in his hand back on the ground. Even if he had already carefully handled it, he still made a "bang".

"what happened?"

The Internet police scratched his forehead in embarrassment, and said, "Are you looking for a man named Xue Han?"

"That's right." Wang Hong frowned inexplicably.

"Human..." The Internet policeman swept the dumbbells on the floor, swallowed, and said, "Human, let us... be arrested."

Wang Hong was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he yelled strangely: "What are you talking about?! You Internet police have nothing to arrest him?!"

The Internet police were not happy when they heard it: "Why did you make a fuss? Brother Wang, come here, come here, come and see!!!!"

Wang Hong, who didn't know why, followed the Internet police to Zhao Chu's office.

"Hey... Principal! You have to make the decision for me! It's not easy for me, my old man! It's not easy to teach a lawless student... What can I do with my lesson plans!!!"

Hearing the voice was an old man who was not young, crying miserably, which made people feel unbearable for a while.

It seemed that even the pot of green plants at the entrance of the office, which had always been like spring all year round, had turned yellow.

The Internet police were also unwilling to enter that office again, so they grabbed Wang Hong's arm and whispered, "This is Xue Han's university tutor, Mr. Wang. When Xue Han was arrested for attacking the police network system, this old man did a lot of things for me. He begged for mercy! He was lucky this time, he took revenge and directly 'blood-washed' the entire university website! It's all turned into snowflakes!"

"Nowadays many teachers are used to storing teaching plans, courses, PPTs and so on on the school network, and now they are all in trouble...not to mention the campus post bar and community websites."

"But it's strange to say that he went to the police station by himself and said he did it."

Teacher Wang's cry sounded like killing a pig. Wang Hong frowned and plugged his ears, and asked, "Isn't this a detainment?"

"That's not enough?! The whole university I'm talking about! I mean the school network of more than 100 universities in Jeonbuk City!!"

"... Detain, must be detained, to death."

Inside the office.

Teacher Wang, who used his 34-year coaching career to guarantee Xue Han, is accusing Xue Han of his evil deeds with his nose and tears.

"Ah, those are all my painstaking efforts...coded out one by one!!"

He wiped his old tears with a small yellow handkerchief, and asked Zhao Chu: "Do you understand, Comrade Police?"

Zhao Chu, who was so shaken by the magic sound that he couldn't love him, propped his forehead and nodded his head.

Teacher Wang turned to the principal who was forcibly dragged away by him again with muddy tears, and asked, "Do you understand, principal?"

The headmaster, who was almost deaf, nodded his head with difficulty.

Unexpectedly, the little Mediterranean old man finally stopped his tears and cried again: "You guys understand, you guys!!!"

While blowing his nose with a small handkerchief full of snot and tears, he sneaked left and right glances at Zhao Chu and the principal who were hanging their heads like ostriches. covered it.

Just kidding, Xue Han is his ideal grandson-in-law!

Those innocuous little tricks were made by him all night, and they won't be unraveled for a while.

Young man, the teacher is optimistic about you.

Interrogation room.

Xue Han leaned back on the chair with a relaxed face, stretching his two straight and long legs unscrupulously far, as comfortable as lying on his own sofa.

"Cough." An Internet police officer in charge of the interrogation suddenly cleared his throat.

"Huh? It's started?" Xue Han raised his eyes before sitting up straight.

The Internet policeman was not very old, and seeing Xue Han's lazy appearance was really displeasing, so he tapped on the table with his fingers.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't have a good rest last night." Xue Hanqian said softly, then suddenly squinted his eyes again, and asked hesitantly, "Here, comrade policeman, have we met?"

The internet policeman gave Xue Han a look, but ignored him, and said in a calm tone, "Student Xue, do you have anything to say?"

Xue Han looked at him from a distance, raised his hand and pulled his hair, revealing the cumbersome and delicate ear cuffs, and said with a half-smile: "Hey~ This sentence sounds familiar."

The Internet policeman seemed to look aside for a moment, but then turned back immediately, and said seriously, "Answer my question."

"Don't worry, Comrade Police."

He slowly took off the ear clip from his pinna, and gently placed it on the table.

The amber eyes were lighter in the shadow of the forehead hair, as clear as a mirror.

The internet policeman pinched his nails and said with a straight face, "What do you mean?"

"Huh?" Xue Han half closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair back: "School net, I admit that I did it."

"Why do it?"

"think."

"..."

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open.

Zhang Shun, who rushed over after hearing the wind, hurried in with a chair. He was still wearing a bright red down jacket, and he looked very festive, apparently he came here just because he got the news.

The Internet policeman wanted to get up to say hello, but Zhang Shunxu raised his hand to stop him.

"I'm sorry, we've been looking for this person for a long time." Zhang Shun put the chair next to the Internet policeman, adjusted his glasses and explained, "I've talked to you Zhao Chu, come in and ask a few questions."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Internet police to reply, he hurriedly asked Xue Han: "Xue Han, what is the meaning of the last short message you sent to Yunye?"

The internet policeman frowned, and sat back in his seat peacefully.

Xue Han leisurely raised his legs, kicked his toes, and said with a smile: "This question is a level one, Captain Zhang."

"Since you already believe that I let go of your suspect, why ask again? Anyway, no matter what I say, you won't listen."

Hearing this, Zhang Shun was not annoyed, he nodded slightly and said, "But it's just our guess after all."

He raised his hand, pointed at Xue Han vaguely, then tapped the table, and made two "da da" sounds: "In order not to over-interpret, what is the truth, I still want to ask you face to face."

This tone really didn't sound like an interrogation, but a discussion.

A stream of light flashed across Xue Han's eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Where did Zhang Shun come from?

He lifted his chin lightly, and his slender neck curved gracefully. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Internet policeman who seemed to be sideways, and then moved back calmly.

Team Zhang.

Xue Han lowered his eyes slightly, chewing the title repeatedly in his heart.

Team Zhang, Captain Zhang.Deputy Lu, Deputy Captain Lu, Lu Wei, Police Officer Lu...

Officer Lu.

"Heh." Xue Han seemed to think of something interesting, and suddenly hooked his lips.

The corners of Zhang Shun's mouth twitched twice, and he thought to himself, how could this child suffer from hysteria?

But before he asked, he heard Xue Han's hoarse and playful voice: "Captain Zhang, will you believe what I say?"

"I don't believe it." Zhang Shun said righteously without changing his face.

Xue Han nodded in satisfaction, raised his chin at the Internet police next to him, and said quietly: "Then the colleague who is also a policeman, you always believe it?"

"Should Team Zhang ask this comrade policeman? Why is Yunye's cell phone in his hand?"