stupid dirty romance

Xia Jun saw Yin Yu again three days later, and no one mentioned what happened that day, as if it was not worth mentioning.The work in the police station was going on normally, and Qian Wenlin's various criminal evidences were gradually uncovered. The deeper the digging, the more shocking secrets. The newly appointed mayor Gu Rongwei and the deputy director in charge of their case, Liu Guoxian Paying attention to the forces behind Qian Wenlin, Gu Rongwei wanted to clean up the city hall, while Liu Guoxian discovered that Qian Wenlin also had insiders in the police station.

There were two people, one of whom was a second-level superintendent—Fang Quan.

Although Qian Wenlin categorically denied that he had any dealings with the two policemen at the police station, Fang Quan and another police officer of the first team, Xiao Peng, were found dead in his place. There was a conflict over the long-term detention. Two criminal policemen were killed on the spot with their own guns. Police officer Xiao Peng was also stabbed through the heart with a knife.

Liu Guoxian found out that Fang Quan and Xiao Peng's accounts had recently been remitted a large sum of money, and according to the dictation of the team leader Xia Jun and others, Fang Quan has often Absent for no reason, Xiao Peng was often late or did not come to work on the grounds of taking sick leave. According to forensic identification, the two of them had traces of drug use.

In the restaurant, at lunch time, Xia Jun held a meeting all morning and chatted with Liu Guoxian for a long time. He felt exhausted physically and mentally. Became Qian Wenlin's cronies, because of conflicts of interests, they fought... What a good story.

Zhao Boyang walked over after finishing his meal. He didn't look at Xia Jun, and sat down directly opposite Xia Jun.

When Xia Jun saw Forensic Doctor Zhao, he suddenly felt that the world was absurd. He guessed that the traces of drug use in the autopsy report were the conclusions drawn by Zhao Boyang. He has become the deputy director because of his high level of expertise and high professional level. He knew that Zhao Boyang and Yin Yu were friends of the chief executive, but before that, he always thought that Zhao Boyang was a stubborn, upright and at odds with each other.

It seemed that he was wrong, these people were indeed in the same group - didn't he too?

He hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, the chopsticks stuck in the lunch box had no appetite, Zhao Boyang sat opposite him and chewed quietly, like a machine.

After eating lunch in silence, Zhao Boyang took a look at Xia Jun who was in a daze as if lost in spirit, and he took out something from his pocket.

It was a metal ring with a wide brim, made of tungsten steel and silver, and the metal ring inlaid on the outer ring could be rotated. This style was very popular with some young rock players ten years ago, but it is rarely seen on the market today. , because it is no longer popular.

It belonged to Xia Jun. It was given by Yin Yu ten years ago, and he has kept it until now, but Yin Yu seems to have forgotten about it long ago.

"Only this time." Zhao Boyang said, and then put the ring taken out of Fang Quan's throat in front of Xia Jun.

"Where did you find it?" Xia Jun called Zhao Fayi when he was about to leave. His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was choked up. It looks like a ring with mixed flavors.

It was only when he arrived at Yin Yu's apartment to be bandaged by the doctor that he realized that the ring was missing. He thought it was accidentally lost during the conflict with Fang Quan, but since the scene was at his home, he was not in a hurry , It wasn't until he went back that he searched all over the house and couldn't find it, so he felt a drum in his heart.

"Throat." Zhao Boyang left after leaving only these two words. He still had work in the afternoon, and he was going to school to teach a group of students.

Throat... Xia Jun can't imagine, he can't know whether Fang Quan discovered the ring and swallowed it, or it was caused by other reasons, but now the only worry has been eliminated, he should feel It's easy.

Yes, he was indeed relieved.But always apprehensive.

He suddenly remembered what Qian Wenlin said: My today is your tomorrow.

Xia Jun didn't know if Yin Yu would become like Qian Wenlin tomorrow, a prisoner, or worse, just die in an unknown corner, he might be sought for revenge, assassinated, he might be Stabbed to death in a crowded street, he might...

He might actually die, he's going to fall flat one day and die.

This imagining made his throat feel even more dry. He touched his throat, swallowed hard, picked up the ring on the table and put it on again. At this time, the ring seemed to be stuck in his throat.

He is very disturbed now, he wants to see Yin Yu.

On the other end, Yin's Group's internal meeting, Yin Yu participated as a shareholder as a routine, he is the shareholder with the largest shareholding, but he did not hold the position of chairman or executive president, and wrote on the conference table in front of his desk It's Senior Director.

Sooner or later he'll be where he should be, but not now.

After the meeting, Lu Jie, the current CEO, asked him to have dinner with him. He was recommended by Yin Yu. The two met on the university campus, and Yin Yu was his first French teacher.

"You look very pale in today's regular meeting." Lu Jie said to Yin Yu while cutting the steak on the plate into neat small pieces.Director Yin, who was sitting opposite him, had a pale face, poking the lettuce on the plate with a fork without any appetite.

"Migraine." Yin Yu said.

"I remember you prescribed medicine, but it didn't work?" Lu Jie glanced at Yin Yu's vegetable salad, curled his lips, looking like he really didn't have any appetite, and said, "I wanted to ask a long time ago." He looked at Yin Yu, the knife just cut off a small piece of beef, "Are you a vegetarian?"

"No, I just don't have an appetite." Yin Yu shook his head, took a sip from the cup next to him, Lu Jie frowned, pure malt whiskey with vegetable salad - at noon, I really can't imagine what it would be like.

The cell phone rang at this moment, Yin Yu put down the tableware and walked outside the restaurant to answer, it was Xia Jun.

"Let's meet, you decide the location." Xia Jun's voice on the phone was a bit cold, saying that he was letting him decide, but it sounded more like ordering him.Yin Yu frowned, he didn't like the commanding tone except when making love on the bed.

"I have work arrangements this afternoon, you can go to the haunted house to find me." Yin Yu thought for a moment and said: "Or I can go to your place after work, I have never been invited."

Xia Jun listened to the deep voice on the phone, and he imagined Yin Yu's expression over there. He likes to flirt with himself, and he likes to talk to him with teasing full of sexual hints. In fact, apart from sex, , he suddenly realized that there was nothing left between them, every invitation was just to see each other's naked body.

Life became boring at this time, they died together, their souls died on the bed.

Xia Jun was silent, and after a while, when Yin Yu was about to hang up the phone impatiently, he gave a low "hmm".

Yin Yu gestured to Lu Jie to wait through the glass window of the restaurant. Lu Jie nodded to express his understanding. After he hung up the phone and returned to his seat, Lu Jie asked curiously, "Girlfriend?"

He has never heard of any personal matters about Director Yin, and he will always remain a mystery as if he has no personal matters.

"Yes." Yin Yu nodded and smiled.

"Wow!" Lu Jie snapped his fingers, leaned closer and asked, "Is it pretty?"

"Very hot."

At noon, in the restaurant, two men in suits and leather shoes were whispering softly, their expressions seemed to be talking about the strip club they went to after get off work last night, and reminiscing about the thighs of those wild beauties wearing garter belts.At this time, the expressions of the men are consistent and similar, and you can tell that kind of smile at a glance.