After not having tasted the delicious food from Yi Ji Canteen for a few days, everyone was craving for it. They had a big meal and their bellies were full.

Jiayi bought a bag of fruit on the way back. She sat down at her desk to sort out her documents while holding a small bowl and peeling grapes one by one.

She liked to peel a small bowl of grapes at a time and then swallow them one by one. It was very enjoyable. She

peeled until her fingertips were stained with the purple-red color of the grape juice. She had to use her ring finger and little finger, which were not stained with grape juice, to turn the documents.

When Fang Zhenyue came in to give him the confessions of the informants, Yi Jiayi had just peeled a bowl of grapes. She immediately raised the small bowl and invited him to taste it:

"Brother Yue, try it. Hurricane grapes are sweet and sour, big and juicy."

"The grape seller should hire you to help shout." Fang Zhenyue pinched one. The peeled grapes were juicy in the mouth, full of sweet and sour taste. A light suck filled the mouth with juice, which was very refreshing. "Well, it's really delicious! The most delicious grapes I have eaten this winter."

"Then eat more." Jiayi simply handed the bowl to her, then stood up and walked out, "I'm going to wash my hands."

As she said that, she spread her five fingers and shook her hands with red fingertips at him.

"Then I'm welcome." Fang Zhenyue held the bowl and raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you being polite to me!" Jiayi yelled in the corridor, and then there was the sound of jogging footsteps, dangdangdang...

Fang Zhenyue immediately held the bowl, his mouth twisted and his eyebrows twitched.

He had said before that he would come to deliver the documents, and she had prepared such a bowl of peeled grapes... Hey!

Leaning against Yi Jiayi's desk, he slowly pinched another grape and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm~~Hmm~~~" He hummed with satisfaction while eating.

Liu Jiaming couldn't stand such temptation. He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to pinch one. "Brother Yue, let me have a taste too."

"Pa!" Fang Zhenyue slapped Liu Jiaming's hand hard. "If you want to eat, peel it yourself. There are still several bunches."

"Wow!" Liu Jiaming retracted his hand and raised it up. A finger mark instantly swollen on the back of his hand. Brother Yue's slap was so hot!

"Give me one. You have so many." Liu Jiaming pointed to the small bowl held by Brother Yue.

"!" Fang Zhenyue glared at him. Liu Jiaming immediately stopped talking, turned to the office table, picked up a small bunch of grapes, and peeled them himself with grievance.

Fang Zhenyue was just picking up the first grape when the phone in the B team office suddenly rang. Liu Jiaming picked it up and then passed the topic to Fang Zhenyue with a strange look in his eyes, "Brother Yue, your phone." "

?" Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows. Why did he call Group B? "Hello?"

"I knew you were here. Come to my office. I have something to talk to you about." It was the voice of Officer Huang. "

Yes, sir." Fang Zhenyue stood up straight, tilted his head and thought for a while before passing the microphone to Liu Jiaming, "I put the documents on Eleven's desk. Call me if you have anything. Oh, this small bowl will be returned to Eleven after I finish eating the grapes."

"Got it, Brother Yue." Liu Jiaming peeled a grape, put it in his mouth, and nodded in response.

So, a few minutes later, Jiayi came back after washing her hands and found that her small bowl of grapes had been taken away by Brother Yue.

Ah... just be polite, ugh, my grapes... heartache.

...

Fang Zhenyue walked all the way to Superintendent Huang's office. When he turned the first corner, he met PPRB Guo Yongyao, who was holding a stack of manuscripts.

"Sir Guo, I bought a few photos of O's crime syndicate from an informant. They are very exciting. I asked someone to send them to your office. You can take a look at them later." Fang Zhenyue was in a very good mood. It was rare for him to take the initiative to talk to Guo Yongyao, and his tone was very kind.

After eating Fang Zhenyue's big crab, Guo Yongyao took his photo. He was still being treated so politely. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"When will Mr. Fang start working? How is the interview with the interview agent recently?"

"I found some good seedlings and submitted them to Mr. Huang. I am waiting for the approval to set up a team to start working." Fang Zhenyue actually answered Mr. Guo's words seriously.

Guo Yongyao was even more surprised. In the past, Fang Zhenyue always responded with a humming and humming when he met him. Did he suddenly change his personality, or did he make money today?

"Wow, such a strong grape aroma." Guo Yongyao suddenly saw the grapes in Fang Zhenyue's hand and couldn't help but say casually.

"Well, hurricane grapes, good quality." Fang Zhenyue smiled and nodded.

"So patient? Didn't you peel the skin yourself?" Guo Yongyao raised his eyebrows.

"~" Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows and shrugged, noncommittal.

"Give me a taste." Guo Yongyao asked with a smile.

"Ha." The corner of Fang Zhenyue's mouth suddenly curled up, his smile faded a bit, and he moved back with the bowl in his hand. The meaning was very clear: Asking me for grapes means you are overreaching.

"Hahaha..." Guo Yongyao didn't care, and joked with a smile: "Is it a gift from a female colleague?"

"Go and do your thing." Fang Zhenyue snorted, turned around and went upstairs.

Guo Yongyao turned to look at Fang Zhenyue's arrogant back, and couldn't help lowering his eyes and thinking: Is there anyone in this police station who is so short-sighted and careless, and dares to touch Fang Zhenyue's tough bones?

Can you take it? Aren't you afraid of chipping your teeth?

Guo Yongyao curled his lips, walked down a few steps, tilted his head and pondered, and muttered:

"That's not right, look at Fang Zhenyue's useless look... maybe he doesn't need me to kowtow, he is..."

Is Fang Zhenyue, the evil star, tempted by the girl?

Thinking of this, and then appreciating the way Fang Zhenyue held the bowl just now, just like a handsome monk holding his bowl, so pious~

tsk!

Guo Yongyao turned into the clerical office and handed a stack of documents to Ms. Lu Wanyin. While instructing her to file the documents within this week, he couldn't help gossiping with Sister Yin about what he had just seen.

"Really?" Sister Yin raised her eyebrows to the top of her head, her eyes shining.

"Do you know who it is?" Guo Yongyao asked, trusting Sister Yin's nose for gossip.

"I don't know." Sister Yin pouted and shook her head, acting very realistically.

It was not until Guo Yongyao left her office that Sister Yin showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. She shook her head and laughed softly.

A few minutes later, Sister Yin's new assistant came back with documents collected from other departments and walked into the crowded office. She saw Sister Yin sitting by the window, with a look of profound understanding on her face -

This dim little office doesn't need electric lights. Sister Yin pinches her middle and ring fingers with her thumb, tilts her head and counts, and mysterious lights will light up all around!

...

...

Knocking on the door of Superintendent Huang's office, Fang Zhenyue discovered that Inspector Wagner was also there.

"?" Fang Zhenyue walked into the office, bowed and greeted, and sat next to Wagner.

Superintendent Huang looked at Wagner, then at Fang Zhenyue, and finally knocked on the desk in front of him under Fang Zhenyue's puzzled gaze, and asked Wagner for the last time:

"Don't you regret it?"

"Everything is based on the gains and losses of the police force. I don't regret it." Wagner said seriously.

Superintendent Huang has always understood Wagner as a person, and knows that when he says so, he often really thinks so. A sense of respect rose in his heart, he nodded, and then turned to Fang Zhenyue——

"Fang... huh?"

Fang Zhenyue, who used to be more serious, sat there with a serious expression, but in his left hand he held a small bowl filled with peeled grapes.

?

What kind of shape is this?

"You came to see me and brought grapes?" Superintendent Huang couldn't help laughing.

"Eat it yourself, Huang Sir. If you are greedy, I will buy you a few bunches later." Fang Zhenyue held the bowl tightly, and didn't even move forward to invite others.

Superintendent Huang snorted, shook his head and smiled, cleared his throat, and finally got to the point:

"Wagner wants to form his own team. I have communicated with him and thought about it. I think that since this is the case, why not give the four agents you just interviewed to Inspector Wagner."

"Then..." Fang Zhenyue frowned slightly, and just opened his mouth and suddenly stopped.

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. Could it be?

It can't be that Wagner wants to take advantage of everything, not only taking care of the Team B he has selected, but also taking away the agents he has interviewed?

Wagner took the four agents he interviewed and formed a new team, then...what about Team B? ? ?

"Well, yes. How about you go back to Organization B and continue leading?" Superintendent Huang said with a stern face. He was announcing such good news, but he looked as if he was talking about something particularly serious.

Fang Zhenyue couldn't help it

. He immediately raised his arms excitedly, clenched his fists and wanted to shout. When his eyes met Superintendent Huang's face, he silently retracted his arms. He stood up suddenly, and the tables and chairs rubbed against the carpet and were directly knocked over by him. He didn't care. He just stood at attention and saluted in a serious manner!

"Thank you, Sir Huang!" Fang Zhenyue said loudly.

"Thank Wagner beside you. With a sergeant like Yi Jiayi and so many mature detectives, he is willing to give them up. He is very upright." Superintendent Huang pursed his lips.

Fang Zhenyue was not vague either. He turned around and said to Wagner seriously, "Thank you, Inspector Wagner!"

"They are the talents you have cultivated. You have a good vision to bring up these young people." Wagner nodded. "Although the time in the team is short, I have benefited a lot."

"Of course." Fang Zhenyue smiled brightly, showing a few white teeth, and accepted his compliment frankly.

Superintendent Huang and Wagner shook their heads and laughed at his impoliteness.

Fang Zhenyue turned around and pulled up a chair and sat down. He always had a smile on his face and held his bowl in his hand, oh no, it was his small bowl for grapes.

Next, Superintendent Huang called up the files of the four detectives submitted by Fang Zhenyue and asked Fang Zhenyue to introduce these four detectives to Wagner.

And discuss the reorganization and work of the two groups.

Fang Zhenyue held a bowl throughout the whole process. This small bowl seemed to have wasted one of his arms - his left arm had no other function, and he was just holding the bowl.

During the one-hour discussion, he never put the bowl on Mr. Huang's desk, as if he was afraid that someone would steal his grapes.

In addition to discussing work, he would pinch a grape and chew it slowly, chewing it slowly like eating ginseng fruit.

Superintendent Huang and Wagner didn't like grapes that much at first, but after seeing him eat grapes for an hour, they were also greedy.

After the meeting, Fang Zhenyue left in high spirits. Along the way, whenever there was no one around, he would hold up the small bowl, as happy as if he was holding a championship trophy.

After meeting someone, he secretly held the small bowl in front of his chest and kept rubbing the bowl wall with his thumb, as if he was showing off, but it seemed not to be. It was unclear and inexplicable.

...

Wagner returned to Group B and saw the small bowl of grapes in front of Jiayi. He immediately understood where the bowl of grapes that he was showing off came from. When Jiayi politely invited him to eat the grapes on the public table, he unceremoniously asked Jiayi for the bowl of grapes she had peeled in her hand.

Wagner had never asked Jiayi for anything, but now he rarely asked. Although Jiayi was a little confused, she couldn't refuse.

Although Wagner saw that she was like a puppy who had lost her treasure, he still took away her grapes cruelly.

There will be no such good time in the future, so grab the last chance to eat her bowl of grapes.

"..." Jiayi looked at another small bowl of grapes moving away from her, listened to Wagner slurping the grape juice, and smacked her lips.

What happened?

Was she not destined to eat grapes today?

Standing up and walking to the statue of Guan Gong, Jiayi bowed to Guan Gong, muttering:

"Second Master, Yi Jiayi is offering incense to you."

Then she muttered: "Can I finally eat grapes this time?" She

sat back in her seat, pinched off a grape, peeled it carefully, sipped the sweet and sour juice on her fingers, and then put the grapes into the latest small bowl, and raised her head to look at the door warily.

Ten seconds later, the door was quiet, and no more officers came.

She smiled, it turned out that she was eating grapes, and Second Master Guan was also hungry.

Jiayi smiled happily, peeled another grape, bowed to Guan Erye, and then put the grape into her mouth.

You eat incense and I eat grapes, world peace, you are good and I am good, baji baji...