Who doesn't want something as 'good' as a corpse!

Xiao Xun thought painfully, the key is not to get it!

Seeing Yi Jiayi looking at Fang Zhenyue seriously, as if being an inspector could really solve the problem.

Sighing softly, Xiao Xun held the milk tea and drank it silently.

The cool, sweet and mellow taste is really good. It seems to be good to come to CID, at least there is something to drink.

"I have some ideas, but I need to think about it again." Fang Zhenyue said, looked at the watch, and turned to everyone:

"It's six o'clock, let's eat first."

So a group of people left the office of Group B so happily and drove to eat.

Sergeant You Zhaohua of Group A looked out the window at the agents who were smiling happily because they were going out to eat, and couldn't help muttering:

"It's a pity that they can still smile..."

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Not only You Zhaohua was surprised, Xiao Xun and others were also surprised.

How come a group of people suddenly appeared in the restaurant?

How come the dull office atmosphere suddenly became a fragrant and lively environment as if everyone knew each other?

The boss even made food for the agents that was not on the menu, as if he would make whatever you ordered?

What's going on?

Is the chef of the restaurant Doraemon? Whatever you want, he gives you?

Until he took the first bite of food and drank the iced popsicle brought by the beautiful young girl, Xiao Xun's little drama of complaints in his mind finally came to an end.

The bad emotions that had tortured him recently, and made him feel gloomy, resentful, and dissatisfied with everything, were gradually smoothed out.

There was even a hint of tenderness in Xiao Xun's eyes, and the world he saw seemed to be covered with a furry mist, soft and warm.

Wonderful restaurant!

When everyone was about to finish their meal, Yi Ji actually rushed over a team of mobile force police who were deployed to patrol in order to prevent accidents from happening to the former Ape Gang and the former Heyi Society.

The PTU police officers were all wearing police uniforms and hats, which looked majestic and serious. As soon as they walked into the restaurant, even the lively main room dropped a few degrees.

Yi Jiayi had already become familiar with these senior brothers and sisters who often came, and immediately greeted them with a smile.

"Yes, the uniformed police patrol the streets during the day, and it's our turn at night." The PTU police officer looked at Qiu Susan, Xiao Xun and others, and asked with a chin:

"Why are you CID and O Ji eating together? Is there any cooperation?"

"O ​​Ji came to ask us to help with the case." Liu Jiaming answered quickly.

"Wow, O Ji, who has to keep any case secret to death, how can they bear to share the case with CID?" The PTU brothers couldn't help but complain. Often they cooperated with O Ji to do tasks, and they didn't know who they were fighting against.

"Conquer people with virtue~" Uncle Jiu quickly snatched a chicken leg from under Xiao Xun's chopsticks and responded with a smile.

Xiao Xun watched the chicken leg being snatched away from him, gnashing his teeth in anger, and then thought: Let's see how strong your virtue and ability are. He

turned his head and looked at Fang Zhenyue, who had just said that he would think about it and had some ideas. Although he was holding chopsticks in his right hand and putting food into his mouth, his eyes were wandering. His left hand casually grabbed his hair, making his short hair, which was not very neat to begin with, a little messy. His eyebrows were raised, revealing a pair of thick sword-like eyebrows. His temperament became more sharp, and his thoughtful look seemed more convincing.

Xiao Xun pursed his lips, actually hoping that Fang Zhenyue was not just bragging, and could really come up with some wonderful ideas, so as not to disappoint Oji's expectations of him.

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After dinner, Fang Zhenyue rejected everyone's proposal to work overtime together, and waved his hand to let the agents go home first. They should have a good rest tonight to recuperate. Tomorrow they might have to work without sleep or food, so they should cherish this rare time to relax.

Everyone can also think about the case carefully and compare their ideas when they meet together tomorrow morning. He can also plan his ideas tonight and then ask for everyone's opinions.

When Jiayi sent Fang Zhenyue away, she quietly handed him a box of wife cakes baked by her eldest brother.

Fang Zhenyue took a look at the food in the box. It was a snack that was delicious even if it was cold. Obviously, Jiayi already knew that he would not go home, but would go back to the office to work overtime to think about the case.

After picking up the wife cake, he looked up at Jiayi, wanting to put her in his pocket and take her away. He

lowered his eyes and stroked his short hair twice, patted her arm, turned around and left Yiji.

In the parking lot, he unexpectedly saw Qiu Susan.

"Let's go back to the police station together. It's been a long time since we discussed the case together. I'll go to your office and sit down and reminisce about the old environment." Seeing that he seemed to be about to refuse, Qiu Susan took out a bottle of red wine that she had just bought on the way here from the car, "I definitely know more about this case than you. If you want to know something, it's always faster to ask me directly than to look up information. Let's have a couple of drinks together."

Fang Zhenyue finally didn't refuse anymore, took out the key and walked towards his big jeep.

When they arrived at the office, Qiu Susan walked into the Yau Ma Tei Police Station carrying a bottle of wine and turned to the CID office area. Her dashing posture was like a big sister who was going to hit someone on the head with a bottle of wine.

Turning into the B Group Office, she easily found the wine glass and poured a glass for each of them.

Fang Zhenyue sat in front of the old desk and chair that he had moved to the B Group Office, drawing a mind map on a notebook, thinking about things, and occasionally looking up to ask her two questions.

During the break, Qiu Susan asked:

"Do you still have headaches now?"

"..." Fang Zhenyue took a sip of wine and said nothing.

This means that there are headaches.

Qiu Susan pursed her lips and sighed, "You haven't reconciled with your parents yet?"

"Who said that children and parents must be loving and filial? It's good like this now." Fang Zhenyue finally spoke.

"So why do you hate your parents? And why do you have to pay to be a police officer when you are the youngest son of the gem king?" Qiu Sushan was still curious. She had been guessing since the first day she worked with Fang Zhenyue. She

had gone through all the stories of love and hatred between wealthy families in her mind, but none of them seemed right. They were too confusing.

This was the most unsolved case that she couldn't let go of.

"I like it, madam." Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows, "Haven't you heard that for the sake of dreams, all money can be thrown away?"

"By the way, how come your piece of land in Tai Po with mountains and sea views has suddenly been developed?" Qiu Sushan had other gossip.

"..." Fang Zhenyue closed her mouth, looking unwilling to answer, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

What else could it be? Someone wants to buy a villa there.

"???" Qiu Sushan looked at Fang Zhenyue's stuffy look, and her curiosity grew even stronger!

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The next day, when Xiao Xun came to the office of Group B, he smelled the smell of red wine in the room, which was sweet, sour and spicy.

Looking at Fang Zhenyue again, he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, wrapped in a coat, and sleeping soundly in the massage chair.

An old desk in the office was filled with documents and papers written in fancy handwriting. Adhering to the courtesy of not looking at other people's documents casually, he did not look at them for long, but walked to the window and opened it, letting the warm and fresh morning air rush in and blowing away the lingering smell of alcohol.

Then, Xiao Shazhan hugged his chest and began to wait for people while looking at the watch.

I have to say that these people in Group B are really patient. All the agents from their O-Journal are here, and the agents from Group B are late. They

are so obedient. Sir Fang asked everyone to have a good sleep last night, but they slept so well and came so late.

Fang Zhenyue didn't get up from the massage chair until everyone was gathered. He rubbed his eyes and staggered to the police station's dressing room to wash up.

A few minutes later, Fang Zhenyue changed into new clothes, washed up and came back.

The male inspector who had just been a waste turned into a handsome man with vigor and unstoppable vigor. Water dripped down his wet bangs, and he only occasionally stretched out his slender, beautiful hands with clear knuckles to wipe off the water stains. The

dark red shirt was wet by these water drops, leaving circles of small water marks. The shirt fabric that stuck to the skin clearly showed the flat texture under the fabric, which inexplicably looked abstinent and seductive.

No wonder many people say that Inspector Fang of the Serious Crime Unit exudes charm anytime and anywhere, and is the most handsome policeman in West Kowloon.

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Yi Jiayi handed Fang Zhenyue the breakfast prepared by her elder brother, and went to get a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands.

Fang Zhenyue pushed aside the documents that he had racked his brains to think of and write last night, put the food on the table, opened the box and sniffed it, and then ate it up in a whirlwind.

While Fang Zhenyue was having breakfast, Uncle Jiu replaced Sunflower, Liu Jiaming ordered cold drinks for everyone to drink during the meeting, Liang Shule washed the cups that everyone drank water from yesterday, Gary and Sanfu tidied up the office, and sorted out the documents and handwritten content that Brother Yue had pushed aside.

Yi Jiayi stood beside the whiteboard, spread out her notebook, turned around to admire the scenery outside the window, and patiently waited for Brother Yue to finish his breakfast.

Everyone from O Ji who came to attend the meeting today was moved by the orderly division of labor in the Group B office and the peaceful atmosphere that permeated everyone.

Inexplicably, I felt that just sitting among these people, I was no longer impatient and bored.

Fang Zhenyue put down his chopsticks, and Liang Shule immediately rushed to help Brother Yue tidy up the table before Liu Jiaming.

Gary handed Fang Zhenyue a glass of water to rinse his mouth, and then everyone stood aside, looking at Fang Zhenyue with a sullen expression and fixed their eyes.

The relaxed atmosphere suddenly changed. The O-Ji agents sat up straight unconsciously, as if they could feel the tension and coldness that would permeate the battlefield.

"Thank you." Fang Zhenyue used his fingers to comb his annoying bangs to the back of his head, revealing his broad forehead. Then he walked to the side of the whiteboard and nodded to Jiayi on the other side of the whiteboard. Then he said:

"Like Eleven said, let's find a way to solve the problem of the corpse first."

Everyone immediately pricked up their ears.

"Let's go to Zhong Dazhi's house together today." Fang Zhenyue said lightly.

"Break in?" Liang Shule's eyes widened, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

Each person had a gun, planned their positions and movements, and then rushed in in coordination, a killed the bodyguard at the door, b jumped into the room by hanging a wire from the upper floor through the window, c acted as an eye, monitored Zhong Dazhi in the opposite room, reported the situation to everyone at any time, and colleagues took on the sniper's duties...

After fantasizing in his mind, he looked at what Brother Yue wrote last night, thinking that he would see the battle formation drawn by Brother Yue.

But he didn't.

Everyone looked at Liang Shule, the new agent, with eyes full of affection for the young man.

Liang Shule read five words from those innocent eyes: stupid boy is so cute.

"..." The stupid boy blushed.

"Filming a movie?" Fang Zhenyue smiled and shook his head, "Of course it's the human wave tactic! What's the strongest point of the Hong Kong Police Force? There are so many people~"

Jiayi took out her notes, and everyone else looked at Brother Yue intently, waiting for his next words.

"First of all, we have to be polite." Fang Zhenyue stretched out a finger and slowly stated the plan he had considered over and over again last night:

"So I'm dressed very neatly today, a shirt, casual trousers, and leather shoes. This is the way to entertain guests.

"On the way there, let's buy some more fruit and other gift boxes. No distinguished guest will come empty-handed."

Xiao Xun blinked, with a disapproving expression on his face.

If being polite could get you into Zhong Dazhi's house, they, O Ji, would not have been turned away for so long.

"As for the underworld, the capital of this business is the manliness of a man. "Fang Zhenyue suddenly slowed down his tone and spoke word by word," So Zhong Dazhi will definitely not let the so-called 'cops' into his house and become his distinguished guests easily.

"If we force our way in, he will resist to the death for the sake of his face and not to lose his dignity. Then we will transfer their hatred for the former ape gang to us. This is a stupid thing that only street thugs would do. We certainly can't force our way in.

"But these gang members who have dignity and face, if they see us coming to meet people with gifts and smiling faces, and they open the door easily, it will definitely become a laughing stock on the street if it gets out. Maybe the opponents will say that they are dogs of the police station, and the way they bite their tails and snort is so flattering. In order to avoid being accused of this, they certainly did not make excuses by saying that Zhong Dazhi was not at home or something like that, and closed the door to welcome visitors. "

Fang Zhenyue expressed the concerns of Xiao Xun and other O-Ji agents in just a few words. There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips, and he looked particularly confident.

"So, we can neither use hard nor soft tactics?" Fang Zhenyue asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah." Xiao Xun spoke unconsciously, and when he heard his own voice, he felt embarrassed, and his ears turned red. He really spoke too fast, and he looked so stupid to respond like that.

But, everyone does have this kind of trouble all the time, and you are really powerless when others don't accept soft

or hard tactics. "So--" Fang Zhenyue tilted his head and scanned everyone with his eyes, and said in a low voice: "We have to be both soft and hard, alternating between soft and hard, and matching soft and hard."

"???" Xiao Xun still felt confused, what is the combination of soft and hard? Such weird-sounding words, can they really be said in such a serious meeting?

But this time he learned his lesson and didn't ask stupidly, exposing his own ignorance.

Jiayi acted as Yue Ge's supporting actor at this time, raising her eyebrows and asking curiously: "How about the combination of soft and hard tactics?" "

We will drive over a dozen police cars, all of which are filled with policemen wearing bulletproof vests and armed with live ammunition. We will also bring two cars of elite special forces, sitting in the police buses, hugging everyone, staring at the window of Zhong Dazhi's house, with murderous looks on their faces, ready to be ordered at any time." Submachine guns

, are you afraid? !

"???" Xiao Xun's pupils shrank again in shock.

Is this called treating each other with courtesy?

This is more than a human wave tactic, this is simply a siege! Even if Zhong Dazhi occupies the mountain and becomes the king, these police forces will be enough to kill him, right?

"Ah! I understand!" Jiayi raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes. She seemed to understand what Brother Yue meant.

"Yes, if we just smiled and talked to them about being polite, then we would be too naive. Facing the 'courtesy' without the blessing of power, those bastards will not be polite to us at all."

Fang Zhenyue's sword eyebrows flew up, and the whole person's momentum was like a sail under the wind, swelled and trembled:

"Only when you set up the battle, wield swords and spears, and show the muscles that make them jealous, will they really become polite people who talk about reason~"

"Brother Yue is so powerful!" Jiayi's eyes lit up. This method and logic sounded really powerful.

Fang Zhenyue raised his right hand towards her, and Jiayi took a step forward and slapped his palm with her right hand.

"Are you afraid to accompany me to meet the former leader of the Heyi Association?"

He couldn't bring a team to meet Zhong Dazhi, he could only bring one or two people, otherwise the threat would be too great, and Zhong Dazhi might be too afraid to accept their "courtesy".

"Of course..." Jiayi's little sail also rustled in the wind, and it was raised up in a swagger, "Don't be afraid!"