Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Ever since Ren Wei knew that Qiu Lu liked men, the way he looked at him changed again.

The way he looked at Qiulu was weird, and this made it even more weird. It was only through Zhou Lei's advice that Qiulu understood the reason-it turns out that Ren Wei has a feminine appearance and a slender body He is thin and works in a place like Honglan, and is occasionally harassed by male customers, so he is very homophobic. After he learned of Qiulu's sexual orientation, he always suspected that Qiulu was interested in him, so he simply kept away from him.

Qiulu couldn't laugh or cry, and repeatedly stated to him that although he likes men, he doesn't just like a man when he sees a man!Only then did Ren Wei put away his eccentric expression, but he still secretly blocked Qiu Lu's mobile phone number together with Zhou Lei.

Qiu Lu still sent Zhou Lei a text message to ask him how much the last meal was, only to find out that he was blacklisted. Zhou Lei went to him in private, and said with some guilt that he had no choice but to accompany Ren Wei to pretend, although Hey, but I won't ignore him from now on, and let him out after a while.

Qiulu had a question mark in his head, thinking that when Lin Zi grew up, there were all kinds of strange things. In contrast, he missed everyone in the gymnasium again. It has been more than two months since the last letter exchange, and he decided to go back during the next vacation. a trip.

Qiulu continued to attend work step by step in the company, and at the same time followed Pan Zhai to do the private work, and went home after work to pet cats. His life was peaceful and fulfilling.

Under his care, the cat has almost recovered from its injuries. It can run and jump at the beginning. It is a lively kitten and is very cute. He can see this little guy squatting on his chair every day when he opens the door. On the soft cushion, the cat raised its neck and looked at him, feeling a little bit at home.

It’s just that I haven’t given it a name yet. Qiulu thinks that the name is a matter of fate. You can’t just pick one and put it on someone’s head. It’s disrespectful, so I only call it Mimi, Mimi every day Just lazy).

Let’s talk about work again——since the last time a handsome guy from Xiangche came to the door of their company, Qiulu communicated with that handsome guy for a minute before getting into the car in front of everyone, he has been the leader of their group and even The topic of conversation centered around the company for a whole week.

At the beginning, he pestered him and asked, "Who is that buddy?" Qiu Lu prevaricated with a guilty face and said he was a fellow villager, but everyone didn't believe it, "Isn't your hometown C City! C City can have such fellows who drive luxury cars , still so handsome?!"

Qiu Lu said yes, didn't you guys discuss him last week? This is the fellow who is "ruthless", "not easy to mess with", and "how can everyone know everyone in such a big city C"!

Seeing that Qiulu's mouth was as tight as a clam and couldn't be pried open, they asked again, "Does that buddy have a date?"

But for an adult human being, maybe any topic is inseparable from whether or not there is a partner, and how the partner is.

Regarding this question, Qiulu thought about it for a while, because he really didn't know if Fang Huo had a date now, but based on his understanding of that kid, if he really did, he would be very sticky to people, and he was in the realm of a follower. Compared to the time when he treated himself better than before, it’s fine if he doesn’t hang on to someone every day, anyway, he will definitely not be distracted to do this kind of thing that blocks old acquaintances at the company’s door, so he replied cautiously: “Probably not. ...Actually, I don't know too well."

Everyone sighed for a while, and soon began to sigh, "How could there be no, there must be, that kind of people are generally very good at playing!" Bundle!"

Qiulu was sitting on a computer chair with wheels. Hearing this, he didn't want to talk any more. He kicked his feet and went back to his seat. He pressed his hands on the keyboard, but his mind was full of a certain night in a certain year. She tilted her head, smiled at him with crooked eyes, and said, "I don't know any girls from the second college."

He and Fang Huo have known each other for too many years, so long that he probably randomly picked out a short paragraph from his memory, it was all about him, and it was impossible to get around.

Pretending to work absent-mindedly for a while, his cell phone rang suddenly. He was about to pick it up when he heard the sound of a police car outside the company gate. It was very obvious that many people ran to the gate to watch the excitement.

Qiu Lu also followed the probe to look twice, but didn't see why, so he answered the phone.

The other end of the phone was very noisy, as if it was on a certain street, and there was also the faint sound of a police car coming from the phone, forming a duet with what he heard in his other ear.

Qiulu asked suspiciously, "Hello?"

A very serious male voice coughed and said, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Qiulu? Hello, we are policemen from the Dongcheng Police Station in City B. We are at the gate of your company right now. Please come out."

Qiu Lu stood up in a daze, and saw that everyone who came back from watching the fun looked at him in shock, and one of them stammered, "Brother Qiu, Qiu, it seems that there are, there are police coming to arrest you outside. gone."

Qiulu: "What???"

Qiulu felt that he was about to become famous in just one month since he came to Yiping.

And the two high-profile incidents were both related to the car that came to pick him up at the door of the company—one was a luxury car with seven zeros, and the other was a police car.

It's just more and more cool every time!Every time is more exciting!

He went out under the spectators of the crowd, and saw a police car parked at the door with lights on. Soon, two policemen came over and asked his name. After confirming that it was Qiu Lu himself, they politely invited him into the car. car.

Qiulu was sitting in the car, surrounded by two policemen on one side and one on the right, with a very dull expression. It took a while to realize, and asked: "Well, Uncle Policeman, let me ask... What did I do? son?"

Just as one of the policemen was about to speak, the other said, "You'll find out when you walk with us."

Qiu Lu's ignorance value increased by another hundred degrees, until he was invited to sit in the bureau. In a small room, when the light was turned on, it was so bright that it almost blinded his eyes. Two policemen sat in front and back, one of them He took the notebook and sat down in front of him, only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter.

To be honest, it wasn't the first time he got into trouble when he grew up so big.

When I was young in City C, I was educated many times by Police Officer Wu because of gang fights, but they were all verbal warnings to the brats. There was no detention or criminal record, which was completely different from the serious posture in front of me.

Qiu Lu raised her heart, glanced at the serious face of the middle-aged policeman in front of her, and asked again cautiously: "Uncle, I should have done nothing wrong... right?"

The police officer looked up at him and said, "If there is anything wrong, we won't know until the investigation is over."

"..."

The policeman coughed and said, "Name?"

"Autumn Lu."

"age?"

"25."

The policeman glanced at him, then lowered his head, and scribbled in his notebook, "Occupation?"

"Uh, occupation, what is that, programmer? It's called this, I don't know if it counts..."

"Quiet!"

After the routine inquiry, I finally got to the point, "On June 6, you received a remittance in the amount of 17 yuan?"

Qiulu thought about it.

On June 6th, the day before yesterday, Panzhai did remit the first sum of money that Qiulu earned from their private work into his bank card, which should be 17 yuan, but Qiulu has been busy these two days and hasn't had time to go. Banks look.

So he nodded without knowing it.

The police officer closed his notebook, looked at him up and down, whispered a few words to the person next to him, nodded and said, "That's right."

What they said next, Qiulu knew every word separately, but he didn't quite understand what it meant when put together.

Words such as "technical crime", "accessory", and "fine" kept drifting into his ears, making Qiulu's big eyes turn into circles of mosquito coils.

After finishing speaking, the tall police officer came over and patted him on the shoulder, sighing, "Young man, you've got something to worry about, don't say anything else, just get the money and people ready first."

Turn around to leave.

Qiu Lu panicked, grabbed the corner of his clothes with quick eyes and hands, and asked tremblingly: "No, uncle, I don't understand... I understand that money is ready, but what does it mean that people are ready?"

Getting people ready for oranges? !

He did nothing!Just fucking going in for no reason? !

God can still play with him like this?

The police officer said: "I asked you to prepare a guarantor. Where are you thinking? Do you want to stay in the police station for one night? I have no objection. Anyway, there is no bed for you to sleep in. You can sleep on the floor."

"Guarantor, guarantor?"

Seeing that he was small, with a tender face, two big eyes, and frowning eyebrows, the police officer looked very pitiful, and his heart softened, so he sat down again and waved, "Come on, sit down, I will tell you well."

Qiulu sat down again.

After 10 minutes, he finally understood what situation he was in—in simple terms, it was the live Party A that Pan Zhai picked up, who was suspected of participating in a certain Internet economic fraud case, and the amount was quite large. He has been arrested and is currently investigating those involved.

Although Qiulu didn't know about it, but because he happened to have money exchanges with Panzhai, even though it was only [-] yuan, he still had to investigate and punish him.

"That's how it is," the policeman pushed a signature slip forward, pointing his finger at a blank space, "you call for a guarantor to come over and sign for you, and then you can go, of course, We will continue to cooperate with the investigation.”

"Oh," Qiulu picked up the phone to make a call, but suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What kind of guarantor do you have to be?"

The policeman replied patiently: "It has nothing to do with this case, it has a job and income - you'd better find a local friend."

There are not many local friends, Qiu Lu. He called Zhou Lei first, but he couldn't get through after a few presses. A trace of sweat broke out on his brow in a hurry. Seeing that the police looked at him more and more wrongly, Quickly explained: "Sorry, my friend just blocked me."

These words did not dispel the policeman's doubts, but made him look even more suspicious, and said speechlessly: "All your friends have blocked you? What are you doing?"

Qiu Lu scolded Ren Wei in his heart, said "uh" twice in embarrassment, and began to look through the address book again, and gave Ren Wei a call without any hope, but was rejected without a doubt.

The policeman urged him, "Change another one, hurry up."

Qiu Lu slowly dug out another contact, staring at the name and number that had just been saved in the phone last week in a daze.

Looking at it, Qiulu realized that it was actually not too difficult to memorize a string of cell phone numbers. For example, at this moment, he stared at the line of numbers seventy times, and he was about to memorize them.

The policeman felt that this young man was really a little abnormal and weird, and was about to say something, when his mobile phone screen lit up, and a call came in, which shocked the young man.

"Hello?" Qiulu took ten seconds to pick it up.

"Brother Lu," Fang Huo's voice sounded on the other end of the phone. He asked without any emotion, "Where are you now?"

Qiu Lu hesitated, not really wanting to tell him, raised his head to meet the disapproving gaze of the policeman, gritted his teeth, and said, "Uh, I, I'm in Orange..."

"No, I didn't hit anyone..."

"Not being beaten..."

"Not hurt."

"Well, I need a guarantor..."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

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