Fang Zhenyue has a tweed coat that he likes very much. He wears it every day, and his elbows are fuzzy, but he still wears it.

It's not that he has any special feelings for it, he's just too lazy to change it.

He is dependent on familiar things. For a person who lives by reason, all changes around him will lead to the reconstruction of all daily models.

Moreover, Fang Zhenyue is too busy and has certain requirements for himself. It can be cleanliness or self-restraint. Once he changes his coat, his old shirts, pants and leather shoes may not match his clothes and need to be re-matched. He doesn't want to spend his energy on these things, so he keeps wearing them.

Therefore, this person looks very decent and neat, but very old.

Fang Zhenyue's car has always been the same, and he never changes his house. His food, clothing, housing and transportation are very "nostalgic". Relying on habit, he could save a lot of energy and time to handle cases.

Only the appearance of Yi Jiayi brought him too many changes, and even completely overturned his life. The

originally simple and monotonous daily life suddenly became more colorful and hopeful.

For the first time, he began to look forward to future changes, and the nights without headaches gave him a lot of time to imagine - everything he looked forward to and imagined, she was involved in.

It was wonderful.

His life began to move forward, no longer stagnant.

The room full of kidnapping case information was cleared, waiting to be filled up little by little in the future.

The basement was also tidied and painted, no longer cold and suffocating.

The lock that locked the "past" was broken, and time ticked and jumped forward rapidly. At the age of ten, his thirty-year-old, happiness had just begun.

On New Year's Eve, he received many gifts.

Yi Jiayi gave him a new jacket, made of pure leather. It looked very cool when he wore it, and it would definitely look handsome with a Harley.

Everyone seemed to know the reason why he was too lazy to buy new clothes, and they discussed buying a set of clothes - Jia Mingzi bought him a new pair of shoes, Fu bought him a new shirt, Jiu Shu gave him a belt, Gary's gift was a new pair of casual trousers, and Liang Shule gave him a scarf.

George was not so lucky. The types of gifts he was assigned were really embarrassing. When he gave Sir Fang socks, he felt embarrassed to present them.

Fortunately, Fang Zhenyue accepted all the gifts and was happy regardless.

Little Jiaru specially put a dark blue sticker on Brother Yue's ID card to match his temperament, making it the most stylish police ID card in Hong Kong.

Jiaru proudly took her sister's ID card and showed it to Fang Zhenyue, saying mysteriously:

"Brother Yue and my eldest sister's ID card are a couple's set."

Fang Zhenyue looked over and found that Jiayi's ID card was pasted with a pink sticker on the back - the most adorable majesty and justice in the world.

With a faint smile on his lips, he rubbed Jiaru's head.

"Happy New Year, brother-in-law~" Jiaru raised her head, smiled and whispered congratulations on the New Year.

Fang Zhenyue only heard the word "brother-in-law", his lips twitched, and finally he couldn't suppress his wide smile, took out the thickest red envelope from his pocket, and stuffed it into Jiaru's pocket with the words "easy to remember brother-in-law".

Not long after, Jiajun and Ding Baoshu, who got the news, also rushed over, and when no one was paying attention, they frantically called Fang Zhenyue "brother-in-law", "brother-in-law", "brother-

in-law"... This New Year, Fang Sir spent a lot of money.

...

On the New Year's Eve in Hong Kong, major business districts and buildings held activities, major programs held celebrations, and major singers and actors paid New Year's greetings, but the popularity of the news did not exceed the kidnapping of the young master of the Li family.

In this case, the children's mutual assistance; the police-civilian cooperation and the friendly relationship of trust between the police and the people; the police's all-round layout and the wit and tenacity, bravery and toughness of individual detectives; even the kidnapping of the eldest son of the Fang family 20 years ago was pulled out and written about. The 20-year-old unsolved case spanned life and death and time, and was connected to the fate of the kidnapping of the youngest son of the Lai family today.

Countless newspapers wrote about these real people and events from various angles, combined with the excitement of the New Year, at the time of the transition from the old to the new, it became a must-talk topic for citizens during New Year gatherings, playing mahjong, drinking tea and shopping (gai).

After the New Year, the wealthy Lai donated millions to the police station to support the cause of justice in Hong Kong.

Mr. Fang, the gem king who has become so low-key and even refused to appear on various rich lists because of his eldest son's kidnapping and death, also donated 1 million, but not to the Hong Kong police force, but directly to the West Kowloon Crime Unit.

After receiving the money, the West Kowloon Crime Unit upgraded its equipment, not only buying a batch of the latest computers, but also replacing the old-fashioned and shaky desks and chairs in the offices, and finally replacing the broken and crooked blinds with brand new white blinds.

Some weak air conditioners were replaced with the most advanced models. These offices that could not get super air conditioning in the summer have now become the most envied good environment...

So far, the detectives of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit have become the most envied group in the entire police force. They work in bright and clean offices, use the most advanced office supplies, and drive the coolest police cars. It seems that everyone has become a pretty girl and a pretty boy, arrogant and unmatched.

At the same time, Yi Jiayi's popularity has not declined at all, but has become higher and higher.

In an interview with O-level inspectors after the beginning of the year, three inspectors actually mentioned Yi Jiayi. They all called her the West Kowloon female ge. He also said that Yik Ka-yee had participated in all of their most notable cases at work and had made a significant contribution to them.

After only one month of working after the Chinese New Year, Ka-yee received invitations from two major TV stations in Hong Kong, both of which invited her to participate in a beauty pageant.

"???" After Ka-yee received a call from Mr. Guo from the Public Relations Department, she was filled with questions.

What?

Beauty pageant?

She? Yik Ka-yee?

Wearing a swimsuit, with a pistol tucked into her crotch, she walked onto the stage in a cat-like manner and then assumed a shooting stance. Is this the kind of beauty pageant where anyone who doesn't give a high score will be shot to death?

"As long as you participate, you will definitely get first place." Mr. Guo continued to tempt, "The TV station boss has said it himself."

"Is it so unfair?" Jiayi held the phone and asked in disbelief, "Even if I fall down while walking on the stage, I will still get first place?"

"Why did you fall down?" Mr. Guo was puzzled.

"I don't wear high heels often. Suddenly I have to wear such high heels and a swimsuit. I'm not used to it and I'm nervous. Of course I'm going to fall down." Jiayi smiled and leaned on the office desk, picked up a grape and put it into her mouth.

"Oh, just wear lower shoes."

"Forget it, Mr. Guo, I don't need this kind of fame as a policeman. Why should I compete with others for it?"

"It's not that you need Miss Hong Kong, it's Miss Hong Kong who needs you." Mr. Guo said helplessly: "Do you understand? They want to borrow your popularity and power. Think about it, who is the most outstanding woman in Hong Kong now?"

"..." Jiayi froze while chewing grapes, staring in disbelief, and picked up the microphone clipped around her neck, "It can't be me, right?"

"The most popular one is of course you." Sir Guo sighed, "Take a look at the newspapers, check the news, do you see which other women are praised every day? Among the primary school students, there are kids like Mr. Li Xiaoshao and your brother who lead the trend to chase your star; among the middle school students, there is your sister, and the girls who were rescued by Team B shouted to the media that they want to be like you when they grow up; let alone adult women, if you ask which working woman in Hong Kong is the coolest and sharpest, who would not nominate you, Yik Ka-yee?

"If you could be invited to such a platform as Miss Hong Kong to showcase the charm of women, wouldn't it become different in an instant?

"Not only all the men in Hong Kong will watch it, but also all the women, children and old people in Hong Kong will watch it."

Jiayi blushed with embarrassment, "Mr. Guo, you really go all out to flatter me in order to get me to stand up for the police force."

"How can I--" Mr. Guo argued.

Jiayi interrupted him and said helplessly, "Please help me refuse, Mr. Guo, even if I get a public relations salary, I will not compete for Miss Hong Kong. Thank you very much for your compliments and thank you for the TV station's respect, but I'm really not suitable, OK?"

"Tsk." Mr. Guo was very regretful.

"Wow, Sister Eleven is going to participate in Miss Hong Kong? We can see you in a swimsuit~" Liu Jiaming, who had just walked into the office of Group B, heard about this and was very supportive.

Jiayi slapped Jiamingzi on the back, and hurriedly said "please, please" to Guo Sir, then hurriedly said goodbye and hung up the phone.

"The TV station has good taste." Fu also walked in with a smile, leaning on the desk and eating grapes with Jiayi.

"If you want to go, you go, I'm not going anyway." The female Zhuge spread her hands.

Liu Jiaming laughed and immediately posed for a catwalk.

Gary grabbed Liu Jiaming's neck and said, "Don't poison my eyes!"

A few people were playing around, and You Zhaohua, the sergeant of Group A next door, came over and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter, Sergeant You?" Jiayi turned around and pressed everyone, indicating that they should stop arguing, and then walked towards You Zhaohua.

"We caught the suspect in our case. He is a rich man with a bad reputation. Public opinion is very fierce now. They all clamored for the police to catch this person immediately. They asked the police to enforce the law impartially and not to accept bribes or let him go because he is rich... But although there are traces of the suspect and other information left at the crime scene, we have not been able to get a confession from the suspect in the interrogation room."

You Zhaohua crossed his arms and looked at Yi Jiayi in distress. In the blink of an eye, Madam Yi had calmed down and relaxed, and her whole person became respectable.

The once kind and lovely little policewoman has now grown into a strong target that no one dares to underestimate, and even humbly asks for advice and help when encountering difficult and complicated problems.

"Madam, can you come over and help us make a judgment?"

"...Wait a minute, I'll go say hello to Mr. Fang." Jiayi nodded and walked to knock on the door of Fang Zhenyue's office.

Fang Zhenyue heard Yi Jiayi's voice from inside the door, and hurriedly put the things on the table into the drawer, then looked up and called for her to come in.

A few minutes later, Yi Jiayi was invited by You Zhaohua to the office of Group A, surrounded by everyone and listening to everyone's reports.

Fang Zhenyue opened the drawer and fiddled with the paper inside -

it was full of his mind map.

Following the clues written on the paper, he felt the problem that troubled him like a detective, which turned out to be "how to confess to Yi Jiayi".

He scratched his head and spread the paper full of words on the table. He was not satisfied with all the methods he could think of.

Yes, how to express his feelings? He has no idea...

...

More than half an hour later, Fang Zhenyue, who has always disliked cooperating with the media, accepted Nie Weiyan's interview.

At the end of the interview, he hesitated to speak, until Nie Weiyan was about to be sent to the car by the overly enthusiastic and polite strict inspector, the not-so-right inspector Fang finally spoke:

"Can you do me a favor?"

"?" Nie Weiyan retracted one foot that had already stepped into the car and turned his head with a puzzled look.

So Sir Fang accepted his interview because he wanted to get some kind of help from him?

What kind of help could he need?

…

The next day, Nie Weiyan’s article about Fang Zhenyue was published in the newspaper.

Jiayi read the acrostic poem in this article: [Yi Jiayi, I like you].

She laughed so hard that she almost slapped her thighs to express the itchy smile in her heart. After laughing, her face turned red and her eyes were full of tears.

The confession of a strong man is the most deadly, which is really embarrassing and cute.

How could Brother Yue think of such an old-fashioned method?

Oh, it was so embarrassing that I could dig out a thousand-foot mansion with my toes!

As Jiayi expected, for the whole day after that, everyone Fang Zhenyue met would recite the same sentence as a text after chatting with him about work and saying hello: "Yi Jiayi, I like you."

He thought that what he did secretly was very tactful and secretive, but everyone read it out.

Everyone!

Even in the office of Chief Superintendent Huang Zhongcheng, Fang Zhenyue reported for work and waited for instructions. Huang Sir said seriously, "OK, we will follow your instructions on recruiting new people." Then, he continued with his dignified expression and said like a secret code: "Yi Jiayi, I like you."

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Fang Zhenyue meaningfully.

"..." Fang Zhenyue.

Deeply regretful.

Romance is not something that everyone can handle...

So angry.

The next day, he simply bought a whole page in the advertising section of the "Sun Moon Daily" and wrote only seven big characters and two punctuation marks:

[Yi Jiayi, I like you! ]

There was a kind of heroic feeling of breaking the jar.

Sure enough, in the articles published by various entertainment newspapers on that day regarding their discovery of Inspector Fang's secret confession of love in cryptic poems, Fang Zhenyue's confession advertisement was unique. It outshined all the media that wanted to steal the spotlight of police entertainment news.

To make things happen, you have to rely on yourself.

As time went on, the media turned the spearhead, and all the people in Hong Kong began to pay attention -

Madam Yi, now it depends on your reaction.

Do you like him, or do you not?

Do you want to be Sir Fang's girlfriend, or someone else's girlfriend?

So, when Mr. Guo arranged the interview, the reporter from the Sun Moon Newspaper first asked about Officer Yi's opinion on the Hong Kong police calling her a "female gesso", and then asked whether it was true that "some hooligans threw paint at the gate of Yi Kee and the police dispatched the Flying Tigers to punish them". Finally, he asked:

"Madam Yi, Inspector Fang has confessed his love to you to the world, what is your answer?"