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Zhu Nanjiang talked about work with Tian Dongbao in the Yanquan mansion, and they talked for about an hour.

This is really strange, because although Zhu Nanjiang is a consultant of the Intelligence Department, and Vice Consul Yanquan often tells him to "take care of him", in fact, he seldom talks seriously with Tian Dongbao about work matters, and even if he does, he can't talk about it. Speculation, talking and talking will cause quarrels.However, when I saw the other party today, he had a particularly good temper, his words were gentle, and there was almost no smell of gunpowder.

After talking about work, Tian Dongbao invited him to a restaurant near the mansion for dinner. Zhu Nanjiang put down his chopsticks and took out a cigarette without taking a few bites.

"full?"

"Ah."

"Why do you eat so little?"

"no appetite."

"Why, does eating with me just make you lose your appetite?"

Zhu Nanjiang looked up at him, then continued to smoke without saying a word.

Normally, when he heard such words, he would probably immediately sneer at him, but he didn't have the desire today.Probably because he has been watching Sakura Akio for a long time, he now looks at Tian Dongbao and feels that his features are beautiful.

Speaking of which, the reason why he was entangled by Sakura was due to the bottle of sake with the aphrodisiac.The instigator is sitting in front of him now, eating and drinking soup like a normal person, joking with himself, it is really uncomfortable.Think here.He felt that it was necessary for the other party to know what he had done to him.

"I'm going to see Sakura in a while, I'm afraid I'll spit it out after eating too much."

Tian Dongbao probably understood what he meant, and then his face darkened as if he had been humiliated.

He suspected that the other party deliberately mentioned Sakura in front of him to remind him of the fact that stealing a chicken is not a waste of money, and that he personally sent the prey to someone else's bed—even though Zhu Nanjiang didn't actually mean it.

"You're not ashamed at all."

"What are you ashamed of?"

"Do you know how the headquarters passed on you? It's really exciting!"

"Really? It's really exciting."

"I can't tell, Mr. Zhu, you pretended to be noble in front of me, but crawled on the Japanese bed behind your back..." Tian Dongbao saw the other party's indifferent face, and his tone became more and more vicious, "Is that big guy Sakura good at technology?"

Zhu Nanjiang frowned and looked at him: "Fart! When did I pretend to be noble? I don't want to talk to you."

"...You, you will fight hard with me too!"

"Why are you staring at me? If you hadn't given me medicine, why would I have been targeted by him? You're such a fool...why don't you take it yourself?"

When Tian Dongbao heard him suddenly mentioning the matter of drugging, the alarm bells rang in his heart, and he immediately made a puzzled and wronged expression: "What does this have to do with me? I didn't pimp you two either!"

Zhu Nanjiang thought for a while, and found that the other party probably did not know the reason for this—only the person involved and Sakura knew about the fact that he had taken Fujita Shizuko forcibly.

Tian Dongbao was eager to change the subject, so he deliberately lowered his voice and said maliciously: "I said, how is Sakura? I see that you went to the headquarters very diligently."

Zhu Nanjiang heard strong jealousy from these words: "Why do you care about this?"

"I've always cared about you."

"It's okay. Although the old man is a bit older, he has good physical strength."

Tian Dongbao's face changed again when he heard the words.Sakura Akio is less than 50 years old, not much older than him, this "old thing" sounds like he is scolding himself.

"Mr. Zhu, why do you always like to call people old? You are not young anymore!"

"Who says it's not?" Zhu Nanjiang sighed pretending to be sad, and stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "I'm an old man in his 30s, and all of you still care about me."

"Ha! You are quite proud!"

Tian Dongbao had a job, so he drove away after eating.Because Zhu Nanjiang didn't want to go to the police station immediately, he went back to the intelligence department's consultant room.

Akio Sakura told him to meet him at five o'clock in the afternoon, it was still early, but he was afraid that if he was free, he would be dragged to the headquarters in advance.

After dawdling in the consulting room for a while, he wanted to doze off, but the secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying that Mr. Shi Qishan, Vice Minister of Culture, had something to ask for advice.

Zhu Nanjiang was stunned for a moment, and then made an impatient expression: "Why do you have to find me?"

The secretary replied: "It's a document sent by the police station a few days ago, signed by you. Mr. Shi said there was something he didn't understand, and he wanted to ask Director Tian later in the evening, but you happened to be here, so I came to ask for advice first. "

"Okay, let him in then."

The door opened.Appearing in front of him was a dry, thin middle-aged man in a light brown sweater and suit jacket, holding a stack of papers in his hand.

Zhu Nanjiang looked at him from across the desk, trying to search for the face of the injured worker in his memory, but he couldn't remember it.In my impression, the other party should at least be a tall and tall young man, not as short and thin as the one in front of me—but it may also be because of my small stature at the time.

"Congratulations, Director."

"Oh, Mr. Shi, right?"

"Shi Qishan." The man smiled cautiously, and straightened the front of his jacket with one hand, "Sorry to bother you."

Zhu Nanjiang got up in front of the secretary to shake hands with him, then grabbed the cigarette case on the table and took out two cigarettes: "You sit first! I'll ask someone to make a pot of tea."

"I wish the director, don't bother..."

The secretary backed away, and after a sound of footsteps, the corridor became quieter.Zhu Nanjiang lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs, then looked at the visitor in the curling smoke: "Tell me, is there anything you don't understand?"

Shi Qishan looked back at him sharply, his expression was completely different from a few seconds ago: "Mr. Zhu..."

"No rush." ​​Zhu Nanjiang interrupted him by raising his hand: "I'm going back to the police station in 10 minutes. I can't finish talking today. Let's continue at another time next time."

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