Someone took a photo of Wang Wei-ya in front of the courthouse, her face full of tears. Jia Yi stood far away and watched the scene. Maybe Wang Wei-ya wasn't very handsome or cool, but she was full of vitality.

The way she grasped hope and tried her best to live was the way life grew, and it was very moving.

Jia Yi also wanted to take a photo like this. Maybe many years later, when she encountered setbacks or felt tired, she could take it out and look at it to inspire herself at that time.

Then she waved away the idea, superstitiously spitting out the bad luck, and silently hoped that she would never encounter setbacks and never lose her current drive and vitality.

However...if Wang Weiya appeared like this in a newspaper headline photo, she would still secretly collect it.

Turning around, she saw Brother Yue standing a few steps away talking to Sir Guo. As if realizing that she was looking at him, Fang Zhenyue turned his gaze from Sir Guo's face to Jiayi, and then in the sun, he glanced at her without sparing his emotional value, and that hearty and unrestrained smile was dyed golden by the sun. It

's really beautiful.

Long is not the only one in the world who likes beautiful and shiny things, Jiayi is the same.

"It's time to call it a day. I'll give you a day off tomorrow." Fang Zhenyue waved to Jiayi cheerfully.

"Hey! Sir Fang, I just asked you to persuade Jiayi to do it again--" Sir Guo had no time to stop Fang Zhenyue. He was so anxious that he wanted to stop Fang Zhenyue. He was just talking to Sir Fang about the publicity of the Public Relations Department. This time, he won a great victory in the public debate. He was doing his best to assist CID. It would be a good idea to give him a little sweetness and invite the star Sergeant of CID B Group to develop a press conference together to publicize the role played by the police in this case.

Why didn't Sir Fang pay any attention to him and gave Sergeant Yi a holiday?

Didn't he have something to ask for? He also wanted to ask Yi Jiayi to work overtime in the Public Relations Department?

But seeing Jiayi happily agreeing, the situation was irreversible. He smacked his lips bitterly, looked at Fang Zhenyue who was very brave in refusing people, and Yi Jiayi who was free from worry, and sighed.

Oh, two ruthless guys!

Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi seemed to sense Mr. Guo's complaints and turned their heads to look at him.

With just this one glance, Inspector Guo Yongyao actually felt a huge pressure. He stammered and almost got a stitch in the side. When he realized that he was actually shocked by the two young men, the two of them were already walking towards the garage side by side with a smile.

"..." Guo Yongyao.

The sun was so bright, but his heart was cold.

Humph!

...

...

Back to Yi Ji, he actually met Mr. Cai Lan for dinner again.

It turned out that my eldest brother went to the beach to shop just after dawn today and bought super large and fresh crabs and prawns. The prawns were so big that they were bigger than my eldest brother's fists. The crabs were plump and powerful, waving their claws to compete with humans... My eldest brother was very happy and enthusiastically called Mr. Cai Lan to say that there were good goods and asked him to come and eat.

Mr. Cai Lan actually agreed readily. After finishing work early in the evening, he rushed over happily, with a smile on his chubby face and two lines in his small eyes.

Jiayi really likes the mentality of Hong Kong celebrities. We are all foodies in life, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and we are all ordinary people.

So you can see big stars buying food, and you can also see movie kings and movie queens eating food at roadside food stalls without makeup. In a city full of fireworks, you and I are all living a real life without exception.

"Mr. Cai, I solved another case today. I'll treat you to an iced pop." Jiayi greeted cheerfully.

"It's evening now. I don't dare drink coffee. Can Yi Shazhan treat me to some juice? I saw your sister made a lot of cups. I was wondering if it would be too sweet..." Mr. Cai Lan smiled and pointed at Yi Jiaru standing in the drink aisle.

The little sister was shaking a glass of fruit milk in her hand. She looked down and shook it vigorously, just like a bartender. The sugar-free version of Jiaru was quite cool.

"Yogurt avocado? That's our new product this month, yogurt smoothie with avocado sauce, it's awesome, I must ask you to try it." Jiayi saw that there was a man sitting opposite Mr. Cai Lan who was busy fighting with crabs, and she said cheerfully:

"I'll give you two cups, Mr. Cai and his friends can try our unique and innovative drinks."

"You guys often have new products." Mr. Cai Lan didn't refuse, and chatted with her happily.

"Hong Kong is the most open city, and our small restaurant must also inherit the city spirit and keep innovating." Jiayi said proudly, and turned around to order desserts with Jiaru.

Avocados were mashed into a paste, mixed with sweetened milk with enough sugar, and shaken vigorously to make the sweetness and milk flavor completely permeate the avocado paste, covering the special greenness of avocados and retaining only its special fruity aroma.

Then, yogurt was mixed in, and a straw was inserted handsomely. Two cups of avocado green lovely summer drinks appeared in front of Jiayi.

"Thank you, Ms. Jiaru, I will pay you later." Jiayi raised her eyebrows at her sister.

"OK~" Jiaru stood behind the counter and looked down at her sister, making faces and making an OK gesture.

Jiayi walked back to the dining table holding the edge of the cup and placed two glasses of drinks in front of Mr. Cai and his friend opposite him respectively. While inviting them to taste them, she introduced:

"Avocado is rich in vitamins and minerals and has antioxidant effects. Drinking it can keep you young forever! It can also promote hemoglobin synthesis and replenish iron and blood. It also helps to reduce blood viscosity and protect the cardiovascular system. It is the healthiest and best fruit.

"Yogurt can also cultivate healthy bacteria in the stomach and nourish the stomach.

"Smoothies can help you cool down. Mr. Cai, do you think our easy-to-remember yogurt and avocado smoothie is super delicious?"

Cai Lan bit the straw seriously, took a sip, tilted his head to taste it for a few seconds, smacked his lips, and then raised his thumb, "Hmm, it's really delicious!" "

Mr. Cai, don't worry about it being too sweet. This drink is very healthy, and the sweetness has been carefully calibrated. It is definitely delicious and not too sweet." After being praised, Jiayi tilted her head and smiled happily, revealing a childish expression.

Cai Lan laughed, nodded and took another sip, and then said to his friend in front of him: "Mr. Cha, you should try it too."

"Hmm, hmmm." The man opposite finally finished fighting with a big crab claw, wiped the oil off his mouth, raised his head, looked up at Jiayi and Cai Lan and smiled gently, then picked up the cup to drink the smoothie.

When Jiayi heard Cai Lan call this man "Mr. Cha", her pupils shrank. When she looked at this man's face again, she almost jumped up.

If I just like Mr. Cai Lan who loves to eat, drink and have fun, then I admire Mr. Cha! Who didn't grow up reading his martial arts novels!

Mr. Cha, the founder of the Sun and Moon Newspaper! The father of martial arts!

Restraining her impulse, Jiayi tried to act like a normal person, even though the kettle in her head was already screaming. But on the surface, the female sergeant still maintained her dignity.

After a brief greeting with the two gentlemen, she stopped bothering them and went back to Fang Zhenyue, humming a song unconsciously as she sat down.

Fang Zhenyue turned around and looked at Mr. Cai Lan and another well-mannered middle-aged man, and asked with a smile: "What's up? You're so happy?"

Jiayi immediately lowered her head and hid her head in Fang Zhenyue's chest. She secretly glanced at Cai Lan and Mr. Cha and saw that they were not looking at her. Then she said slyly:

"That's the martial arts master Mr. Cha! The Sun and Moon Newspapers are all his! I love reading his novels, and I can recite them by heart. I remember the classic plots of each of his roles!"

When she was excited, she shook her fist.

"That Mr. Cha?" Fang Zhenyue turned his head in disbelief. He didn't care much about gossip and many news, and he rarely watched variety shows. He had no impression of the appearance of this Mr. Cha.

Like Jiayi, Fang Zhenyue also shrank his head slightly and turned his head to peek.

The gentleman looked very elegant, neither chivalrous nor heroic. With a sigh, one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

"Brother Yue, are you also his reader?" Jiayi raised her head and carefully looked at Brother Yue's expression.

"Why? You are the only one who reads novels~" Fang Zhenyue said unconvinced.

"Which female character of his do you like best?" Jiayi raised her eyebrows and guessed whether it was Xiaolongnu or Wang Yuyan, or Shuang'er...

"Huo Qingtong." Fang Zhenyue answered like this.

"..." Jiayi.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Jiayi slowly sat up straight, straightened her chest, the smile on her face faded, but her eyebrows and eyes showed a more intense emotion.

Fang Zhenyue's face was inexplicably hot, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Brother Yue is so nice." Jiayi tilted her head.

"Ah?... What's good? Hey..." He pretended to laugh casually, but his voice was a little unstable, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

But very cute.

"Huo Qingtong is very good, and I like her the most." Jiayi shook her head. Huo Qingtong in a yellow shirt with green feathers, such a proud and free desert woman, "It's a pity that she is not very popular. Many people are not familiar with her, and few people love her."

"Those people know shit." Fang Zhenyue said casually.

"Puff!" Jiayi was amused. This answer was really like Brother Yue. He is just like this. He often doesn't care about other people's opinions.

She also envied his straightforwardness and unrestrainedness. How free he is.

...

Mr. Cai Lan has big crabs and big fat shrimps to eat, and of course his dearest sister and the agents of Group B also have some.

When the oversized plate filled with big crabs was served, Liu Jiaming excitedly barked, making everyone laugh.

Ah Xiang entertained the guests, collected the bills from the two guests, and finally had a few minutes of leisure. She immediately took out a thick document package from under the table and handed it to Yi Jiayi:

"Eleven, this is a mail from the mainland, just arrived today."

Jiayi held the crab leg in one hand and wiped it on the napkin with the other hand. She took the document package, looked at the name on it, recalled for a while, and then shouted. "What's the matter?" Fang Zhenyue asked vaguely,

holding a crab leg in his mouth, turned his head and asked vaguely.

"Wu Shanrong! Brother Yue, do you still remember the little girl who survived the female dismemberment case? She was the one who helped the old lady pick oranges. It turned out that the old lady was the murderer's mother. She cooperated with the murderer to kidnap the little girl, imprisoned and abused her... and then she survived!" Jiayi put down the crab legs, wiped her hands immediately, and shook open the envelope.

She found that it was filled with several thick sheets of super beautiful mainland version stamps, which were gifts for Jiayi.

The other two letters had neat handwriting and calm and simple sentences, which made people feel comfortable when reading.

Jiayi looked at it for a while and was sure that Wu Shanrong should not be living too badly.

Sure enough, according to Wu Shanrong's description, she still had nightmares, was afraid of the dark, afraid of closed spaces, afraid of men who were taller and stronger than herself, afraid of others looking at her without a smile... But life was still getting better.

She made new friends, could speak Mandarin very well, and learned simplified Chinese very quickly.

Jiayi laughed as she read the letter. At the end of the letter, Wu Shanrong specifically mentioned Ding Baoshu.

She asked, is Ding Baoshu doing well? She was very grateful to Ding Baoshu for chatting with her, talking to her heart-to-heart, and helping her get through the most difficult hours. She

also said that the gold leaf she gave as a gift was for Ding Baoshu.

Jiayi then discovered that there was a thin gold leaf sandwiched in the middle of the stamp. Although it was very thin, it was beautifully made, with a golden glow, and looked very rich.

She turned around happily and shouted to the kitchen, and soon Baoshu ran out of the kitchen with his hands flaming.

He wiped his hands on his apron without knowing why, while taking the letter.

As he read, he looked up, with surprise in his eyes, and a pure and happy smile that a young man should have appeared on his young and old-fashioned face.

At this moment, Baoshu, through Jiayi's hand, after helping a stranger casually, suddenly experienced the joy of giving roses to others and having the fragrance linger on his hands.

The joy of helping others.

"It's for you~ It's made of gold!" Jiayi stuffed the gold leaf into Baoshu's hand. The young boy held the letter in one hand and the gold leaf in the other, standing there stupidly.

The guests sitting at the next table with their backs to them turned their heads, and the more familiar neighbors asked what was going on.

Jiayi excitedly told everyone the story of how Baoshu helped Wu Shanrong, encouraged Wu Shanrong to go to court, and bravely identified the murderer. Instantly, a group of people praised Ding Baoshu for being so good, so sensible, and so sharp.

Baoshu's face turned red due to the praise, and he stood there even more at a loss.

Jiayi looked at him and laughed, and took the opportunity to stuff a crab leg into her mouth.

Mr. Cai Lan and Mr. Cha at the next table were also attracted by the story. They called Bao Shu over and chatted with him seriously for several days.

A guest sitting at another table was also an acquaintance, Nie Weiyan of the Orange Daily. When he saw Mr. Cha of the Sun and Moon Daily chatting seriously with Bao Shu, he knew that the other party might publish this story of small people helping small people in the newspaper, which could move Hong Kong people.

He said cheerfully:

"Mr. Cha, I will also write this story. I am Nie Weiyan, the chief writer of the Orange Daily."

Mr. Cha turned around and looked at Nie Weiyan, and immediately said, "I know you. I've read your articles. Your writing is sharp and your perspective is unique. Are you interested in switching to my newspaper?"

Not only did he not mind Nie Weiyan's words, he even tried to poach him.

"Ah..." Nie Weiyan wanted to express his opinion, but he never expected Mr. Cha to react like this.

Mr. Cai Lan immediately burst into laughter and came to Nie Weiyan's rescue: "Mr. Cha is like this, he likes talented people. If you want to write, just write and see if you can write better or Mr. Cha can write better. However, I also want to write such a sweet and nutritious true story, paired with sweet and nutritious avocado smoothie, healthy and healthy, I am very inspired."

Mr. Cai Lan muttered a few words, and couldn't help but said to Mr. Cha: "Mr. Cha, why don't I write this manuscript in my column. Don't compete with me, I will compete with Mr. Nie in writing skills."

Seeing that the two gentlemen were so friendly, Nie Weiyan felt a little embarrassed for his own publicity. The two old gentlemen laughed.

After the meal, Mr. Cha rushed to pay the bill.

Jiayi put her hands together and asked Mr. Cha to give her an autograph, and shyly said that she wanted to take a photo with him.

Mr. Cha was very straightforward. He took a photo with Jiayi and Yi Jiadong, and allowed Yiji to print out the photo and put it on the wall.

When he said this, he pointed to the photo of Cai Lan and Yi Jiadong that was already on the wall.

Everyone was laughing and talking in a friendly manner. Jiayi glanced at Fang Zhenyue who was sitting at the table and looking at her.

She read the word "eagerly" in those beautiful and seemingly indifferent eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and then she pulled Brother Yue to ask Mr. Cha for a photo.

So, Mr. Cha stood in the middle, and Jiayi and Brother Yue stood on the left and right, like a golden boy and a jade girl, tilting their heads towards Mr. Cha in the middle, and took a particularly harmonious and lovely photo.

...

Mr. Cha and Mr. Cai Lan left, but Nie Weiyan had only eaten half of his meal. After nodding to Jiayi and other agents, he turned back and continued to eat his simple meal.

While eating, he was thinking about how to write the manuscript and how to phrase it. He

almost ate all the noodles up his nose, but he still muttered blankly:

"We were all ordinary people, but we became extraordinary because we did something out of the ordinary. Those things are probably related to 'dreams', 'sparks', 'pursuits', 'redemption', etc...."

Yi Shazhan is just an ordinary person, but because her actions alone have affected many people, warmed many people, helped many people, and lit up sparks in their lives, she is no longer ordinary.

Those 'meanings' have made her soul warm and shining.

Nie Weiyan turned around and saw Fang Zhenyue's eyes when he occasionally looked up at Yi Jiayi, as if he understood the love words that he was whispering in his heart: I really like you, Yi Jiayi, I really like you...

So, he had more inspirations and started to make sentences in his mind:

[Everyone loves her, wants to become her, wants to be close to her, wants to be her friend, and follows in her footsteps... Even if it's just imitating her hairstyle and clothes, it seems to be stained with the fragrance of her soul. ]

[Yi Jiayi's existence proves the meaning of the existence of "morality" and "kindness". Those who questioned "What's the use of being a good person, always being bullied" and "Being a good person is stupid, being deceived and oppressed, it's so miserable" suddenly became powerful, abandoned those complaints, and became strong. Being a good person is still useful. Although you may suffer some small losses, the stance of a good person may also attract bad people who want to exploit your value, but in the end, the same good people will remain, so that kind souls will finally reunite. 】

【We need such flesh-and-blood legends, not the kind of hypocritical and empty ones. We know that Yi Jiayi is a good police officer not only for the benefit of the public, but she also wants to make more money and pursue a better life. She is secular, stained with fireworks, and has the same bad instincts as everyone else, but we still love her. Even more than any false personality and image. 】

【Even if you are rolling in the mud, when you look up at the sun, you can still have a smile on your face. 】

【Walking in this secular world, we can all be extraordinary, and "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness" may not be so pedantic. 】

Another special article about Yi Shazhan written by Chief Editor Nie has taken shape.

...

Late at night, a light was dim.

Nie Weiyan was sitting in his study, and suddenly wanted to make a big news:

If... If I exposed in the newspaper that not only everyone likes Detective Yi, but even her chief inspector Zhen Yue is secretly in love with Yi Shazhan...

"Hehehe... Hehehehe..."

A strange laugh suddenly broke out in the small study.

But after a while, Nie Weiyan stopped laughing and replaced it with a sad face.

Alas, I am afraid that even if I write such content, it will hardly become a big explosive news.

He felt that with Fang Sir's family resources, he would probably get so angry that he would buy all the Green Orange Daily in Hong Kong that published his article and then burn them all...

That wouldn't work. He had written so much, and it would be a pity if all of them were burned because of this sentence.