Xu Moran didn't sleep well that night. It wasn't that she couldn't sleep in a bed and had to sleep on the sofa, and that she was not used to it. Rather, it was because the man in the house was too restless. At first, she had just fallen asleep when he started complaining that he was hungry.

Xu Moran squinted and cooked him a bowl of wontons. However, by the time she brought the wontons into the room, the man had already fallen asleep.

Seeing him sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes casting crescent-shaped shadows below his eyelids, the whole scene was beautiful and serene, and Xu Moran couldn't bear to wake him.

In the middle of the night, she had a dream in which people dressed in black and white were fighting each other. Some had knives and some had guns. It looked like blood was about to splatter everywhere. She woke up from the nightmare and looked at her wrist. By the light of the street lamp shining in through the window, she saw that it was three o'clock in the morning.

Afraid that she might fall into a deep sleep and miss Sun Xingchao's call or message, she reached under her pillow for her phone, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it.

That's not right. She remembers very clearly that she put her phone under her pillow before going to sleep.

I sat up abruptly on the sofa, and just as I was about to get off and turn on the light, I saw a person standing next to the sofa.

It was only three in the morning, and even Xu Moran, who was very brave, was startled.

The figure standing next to the sofa looked down at Xu Moran and said, "Cellphones emit radiation. It's very bad for your health to put them under your pillow when you sleep."

As he spoke, he waved the phone he was holding in his hand, and without Xu Moran needing to remind him, he very consciously handed it to her.

Xu Moran is a member of the criminal police team in City B. Theoretically speaking, no one but herself can look at her phone, especially when she is on duty.

After taking the phone, she immediately checked for missed calls and text messages.

No, there were no phone calls or text messages, and her phone was still the same as it was before she went to sleep.

Sun Xingchao only ordered her to leave and then never contacted her again. Had something serious happened? Was there no time for him to contact her? Or was the intelligence wrong? Not only did the Xiao family patriarch's memorial service go incredibly smoothly, but the Xiao family's succession was also settled peacefully? Therefore, Sun Xingchao had no reason to contact her at all.

Xu Moran gripped her phone, her brow furrowed, wondering whether she should call Sun Xingchao.

Just then, she heard a rustling sound. Her pores popped open, and as she looked in the direction of the sound, she could clearly see a person in the doorway after her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room.

This is a person whose hands are tied and who can only lie on the ground struggling.

To get a better view, Xu Moran jumped off the sofa and turned on the living room lights.

With a click, the living room was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime. Xu Moran could now see clearly that there was indeed a man lying on the floor in the entryway. The only difference from her earlier assessment was that the man's hands and feet were also bound.

As Xu Moran walked closer, he could see more clearly that this was a thief who had committed many burglaries in the neighborhood. Because he had been struggling to find evidence, he had been able to evade justice for a long time.

It looks like he came to Xu Moran's place to steal something tonight.

Xu Moran looked at the man who was already sitting on the sofa drinking Evian mineral water, "Did you arrest him?"

The man raised his handsome, thick eyebrows. "In this house, besides me, who else could be so capable?"

Xu Moran glanced at his incomparably handsome face again, speechless. It was the first time she had ever seen someone so unmodest and so generous with his praise.

Luckily, he was handsome enough; otherwise, Xu Moran would probably have retorted with the phrase "ugly people are always making trouble."

"I just called the police using your phone. They should be here soon. It's getting late, I'm going to sleep now. You can keep an eye on things." The man said as he stood up and walked into the room.

Xu Moran wanted to say something to the man, but he didn't give her a chance at all. The only response she got was the sound of the door closing.

This man was proud, sharp-tongued, narcissistic... and embodied many other words that Xu Moran couldn't recall at the moment. Theoretically speaking, such a person should be annoying, or at least not likable. However, Xu Moran strangely found that she didn't dislike him at all, and even found him very interesting.

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