After the retired boss enters the infinite stream

Police Officer Zhang still has a good impression of Jun Yuan - mainly because of his good looks, this Police Officer Zhang is a face-controller!

"Forget it, I messed up your work today, and I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Jun Yuan nodded and left the police station.

Police officer Zhang watched the young man walk into a black car from the window on the second floor. A tall and handsome man got out of the car and touched the young man's head. After the young man got into the car, he closed the door and turned to look at Zhang. Police officer's place.

Officer Zhang was a little surprised, the man's intuition was a little too sensitive.

"Boss." The chubby policeman walked up to Officer Zhang.

"what's up?"

Li Xin held the phone, "Look, boss, look at this picture."

Officer Zhang stared at the picture on the phone, his pupils trembled suddenly.

"This picture!"

Li Xin said excitedly: "Is it true that brother Junyuan said exactly the same thing? It seems that this little brother Junyuan has extraordinary observation skills, and what he said is true."

Officer Zhang had a complicated look on his face, pinched the bridge of his nose, "What are these things!"

"Boss, the woman in white that the three witnesses said so far has not found her trace in the surveillance, and there is no surveillance information on getting on the car. Now the only key person is this woman in white, but she seems to appear out of thin air, and Disappear out of thin air."

Officer Zhang sighed: "Now it's troublesome."

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed since the 144 case, and the popularity on the Internet has been cut by more than half, but it does not mean that the police have given up on this case.

Too many people died in the case, and the time given to them and the police is running out.

Officer Zhang's dark circles are getting heavier and heavier.

All this has nothing to do with Junyuan.

Before the 144 homicide case broke out, the police took Jun Yuan to the police station for questioning and informed his partner Fu Yun.In the past few days, Fu Yun would not let Jun Yuan go out to work, let alone come back too late.

Fu Yun was frightened.

With so many people killed in the 144 case, Jun Yuan once sat on that bus, maybe the murderer was hiding on the bus at that time.Being able to kill so many people shows that this murderer is extremely vicious and murderous without batting an eyelid.

It was already a fluke that Jun Yuan survived.

Fu Yun was frightened.

"A Yuan, don't go out, I'm worried about you."

Jun Yuan was helpless, "Please, Fu Kuipao! I went out to buy vegetables, and it's time for me to do the grocery shopping today, you forgot. Besides, even if the murderer killed people like hemp, but I went to the vegetable market in public, and I was afraid of him. Can't kill people in the street?"

Fu Yun's eyes were full of grievances, "Anyway, you can't leave me behind!" His eyes turned paranoid, braving excitement, "Otherwise, I'll lock you up or break your hamstrings, don't worry, I'll take it lightly." Gently, it won't hurt you."

Words are dizzying.

Jun Yuan was not afraid at all, and squinted his eyes, "Your illness seems to be serious again?"

"I..." Fu Yun lowered his eyes, suppressing the scarlet in his eyes.

Jun Yuan became more and more serious, "Have you not taken your medicine for the past few days!?"

Fu Yun pouted.

"Answer me?" Jun Yuan asked.

Fu Yun was even more wronged, "I was wrong."

Jun Yuan endured and endured, suppressed the fire pressure that was about to come out, ran to the second drawer under the TV cabinet, took out a box full of foreign slogans, took some warm water, and put the water glass in his hand.

"Took the medicine."

Fu Yun saw Yao's instinctive frown.

"Eat!" Jun Yuan stared.

Fu Yun opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he was stared back by Jun Yuan's eyes, and obediently took the medicine.

At this time, Jun Yuan thought of another thing, "Before, your uncle came to me and wanted me to persuade you to take the initiative to give up the shares..."

"Don't think about it!"

When Fu Yun heard the word "uncle", the veins on his forehead popped out.

Seeing that he was about to fall ill again, Jun Yuan quickly comforted him: "No, no!"

Fu Yun hugged Jun Yuan tightly, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Ah Yuan, I only have you."

Jun Yuan touched the red corners of the man's eyes. Although Fu Yun was tall and tall, his old problem of crying at every turn was the root cause of his previous illness, and it was also a disease.

I felt even more sorry for this man.

"I went out to buy groceries, and you said you would prepare them for me, don't go back on your word!"

Fu Yun stood at the door, watching the door close, blocking the sight of the two of them.

At around ten o'clock, Jun Yuan was strolling around the vegetable market not far from the community.

When he came out of a certain supermarket in the vegetable market, he accidentally bumped into a young man in a Taoist robe.

"What a coincidence, we met again." The young Taoist said to Jun Yuan with a smile.

Jun Yuan was puzzled for a while, and then he picked up the face of this person from his memory, and suddenly realized, "So it's you, the Taoist priest is standing here today?"

He saw a short-haired girl behind the young priest, who looked familiar.

When I thought about it, my mind went blank again.

"This little brother, I met you twice. It's really a coincidence. Meeting is fate. In this way, I have a Dao talisman here to keep you safe."

Jun Yuan stared at the yellow talisman paper folded into a triangle in the hands of the young Taoist priest, and shook his head, "No need, Taoist priest, I don't believe this."

Zhang Yiqing stopped Jun Yuan and persuaded: "This is my brother's fault. How can you not believe in things from your ancestors? Even if you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. Please give me psychological comfort. No money, just give it to you for nothing!"

Jun Yuan was puzzled, "Why?"

Zhang Yiqing gritted his teeth, "It's because of fate."

Junyuan: "........."

Zhang Yijing covered her face, is this still her own fairy uncle?Didn't you realize that you look like a street scammer?

Jun Yuan's face was a little cold, and he didn't want to argue with Zhang Yiqing, "In this case, I will accept it, and see you again, Daoist."

Zhang Yiqing narrowed his eyes, looked at Jun Yuan's back and waved his hands, "If you have any questions, come to the Longyin Residential Committee to find me, my name is Zhang Yiqing!"

Jun Yuan didn't look back, and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Yijing embarrassedly dragged the little uncle out of the crowd.

In the alley.

Zhang Yijing asked: "I said, little uncle, why are you so attentive to that good-looking little brother?" She rubbed her chin and said exaggeratedly: "Could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?"

Zhang Yiqing endured it, but he still couldn't help beating his idiot violently.

Comfort yourself in your heart, don't get angry, don't argue with fools!

Jun Yuan returned home and put the dishes in the kitchen.

Looking at the flowers on the balcony, I was a little confused, "Fu Yun, didn't you water the flowers? Why are you all talking?"

Fu Yun, who was thrown down by Jun Yuan just now, is typing on the computer keyboard in the study.The cold light from the computer shone on his eyes, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose gleamed faintly. Hearing Jun Yuan's words, he walked out of the study.

Wearing a turtleneck sweater to show his bulging muscles, he is tall and has long legs. He walked out and rubbed his messy hair. "I've been a little busy these days, so I forgot to water it."

He hugged Junyuan, put his head on Junyuan's shoulder, kissed Junyuan's side neck, and said a little wronged, "You're not at home, I'm not in the mood to mess with them."

Jun Yuan was very familiar with this man's dog temper, so he rolled his eyes.

"Don't make excuses for yourself, you did it on purpose."

Although he complained like this, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he obviously enjoyed hearing the man's sweet talk.

It has been snowing for the past few days, and it finally cleared up today. The warm winter sun makes people lazy and do not want to move. The cat winter season is here.

Jun Yuan went to a part-time job all afternoon, and after getting off work at five o'clock, he thought he hadn't gone out, so he stayed at home and played games.

"Give me the clothes, look at you, they all stink."

Fu Yun, who finally came out of the study, was tidying up the house, and happened to be carrying a pile of clothes to wash, sniffed Jun Yuan who was playing games, and said with a smile.

"No time." Jun Yuan stared at the phone.

Fu Yun stepped forward helplessly and helped him take off his clothes.

Holding Jun Yuan's clothes, before putting them into the washing machine, he touched his pocket, and suddenly a burst of burning came.

A burst of burnt smell hit.

Fu Yun grabbed a handful of paper ashes from Jun Yuan's pocket, which still had a faint pungent smell.

Fu Yun's eyes were dark and uncertain, so he threw the paper ashes into the trash can and put the dirty clothes into the washing machine.

He walked to the living room, sat next to Jun Yuan, put those white feet into his clothes, and the cold feet gradually warmed up.

"Did you meet anyone today?"

Jun Yuan stared at the phone intently, "Why do you ask like that?"

Fu Yun stroked his feet, "I just want to ask if I met any strange people today."

Jun Yuan was itchy from Fu Yun, and the back of his feet arched slightly.

"Oh, I met two young Taoist priests at the entrance of the supermarket, and one of them insisted on giving me a talisman, saying it was for safety."

Fu Yun apologized a little, "I washed that talisman to pieces, I'm sorry."

"Ah?" Jun Yuan shook his head, "It's okay, anyway, I don't believe this, I originally wanted to give it to you, since it's broken, forget it."

Fu Yun touched Jun Yuan's feet, and moved his hands up slowly. Jun Yuan's legs were slender and well-proportioned, white and smooth, unlike other boys who had a lot of leg hair. Because of this, Jun Yuan was unhappy for a long time.

When I was in school, I was ridiculed by the same sex.

But Fu Yun likes it very much, like touching a fine jade, his breath gradually becomes heavier as he goes up.

Before Jun Yuan finished playing the game, he picked him up directly.

When the door was closed, Jun Yuan's furious voice could still be heard, "Damn! I haven't finished fighting yet!"

"Hey, I'll help you later."

After a while, I heard the sound of weeping and panting, as well as someone's scolding and another person's comforting voice.

Half a day passed, Jun Yuan was carried out by Fu Yun with red eyes, sat at the dining table, and ate.

It's been a week without shame or impatience.

That night, Jun Yuan vaguely heard some voices.

[…….Zila……repairing……]

【WARNING....REPAIR.....FAIL.....】

Jun Yuan rubbed his ears, a little annoyed, and tried his best to drill into the other person's arms.

[Warning—beep! 】

In the dark night, the man opened his eyes, stroked the broken hair in front of Jun Yuan's forehead with his big hands, revealing his full forehead, and rubbed the "Chuan" twisted between his brows with those big hands to soothe his irritability.

The man's eyes are deep, like a deep pool of water.

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