"Hahaha, what are you doing, schoolgirl?"

"Why do you have nothing to wear? Are you going to dig out your school uniform from ten years ago?"

"Haha, this is so exciting. What are you playing at? This way I can go undercover on campus."

Yi Jiayi blushed and said nothing.

"How come I ran into you guys when I came here to play?" She complained weakly.

"Hahaha..." Liu Jiaming and his friends were so straight that they didn't feel sorry for the pretty girl. They just couldn't stop laughing at the little policewoman.

It's really... too cute and funny!

"It's time for dinner. Let's go to Yi Ji. I'll treat you." Fang Zhenyue changed the subject immediately, raised his chin slightly towards Yi Jiayi, and asked in a pretentious manner:

"Schoolgirl, do you want to give me a favor?"

Yi Jiayi was amused by Fang Sir's weird expression. She was thinking about how to respond in a funny way, but her sister Jiaru couldn't wait to jump up:

"Do you want to give me a favor? Do you want to give me a favor? Sir Fang, can I sit in the passenger seat of the jeep?"

She had never sat in the passenger seat of any big car before!

Like in the TV, take a ride in a super cool big car! Can we go to the beach on the way... Of course, she only dared to think about it.

Jiaru smiled with two rows of small white teeth showing, looking silly.

"Okay, but you can't stick your head out of the window!" Fang Zhenyue nodded with a smile, and took the large and small bags from Jiaru's hand. A casual glance inside revealed that they were all things that Yi Jiayi bought for her younger siblings and brother.

"I'm not a child anymore!" Jiaru shouted excitedly.

Liu Jiaming and others saw Sir Fang's hand and realized that the two little girls were carrying a lot of things, so they hurriedly divided the heavy things in their hands into twos and threes.

On the way, Fang Zhenyue left the crowd to go to the bathroom.

Everyone arrived at the parking lot first. While waiting, Jiaru took her sister's arm and whispered to her when she saw that no one else was paying attention:

"Sister, I think Mr. Fang is not bad. He is a gentleman, handsome, and a CID Sergeant. He is the kind of promising young man that Aunt Mi said. If he becomes my brother-in-law, I will support him."

"Don't talk nonsense! I heard that Mr. Fang is the son of a real estate tycoon or a gem king. He has a lot of wealth and high standards!" Yi Jiayi couldn't help but scold her sister.

"That's even better. A golden bachelor is even better." Jiaru nodded like a garlic.

She said it as if her sister could choose any man in the world.

"Talk about it when someone likes you. Don't let your imagination run wild. Huh, Sir Fang is coming." Yi Jiayi hurriedly grabbed her sister, fearing that she would talk nonsense.

Yi Jiaru glanced at her sister, and then glanced at the very powerful Sir Fang who was walking over with big strides. She couldn't help but think in her heart: Big sister is too humble. Who wouldn't like such a fairy-like beauty? How silly! Don't you even know how to flirt with a handsome guy? It's useless to be a big sister. She's not as good as a 16-year-old girl.

Jiaru got into the passenger seat, looked back at her big sister, and sighed with regret.

The two cars drove straight to Yi Ji, one after the other. If Jiaru was obedient and just opened the window without sticking his head out, he would be as happy as a little dog who had eaten meat.

When they arrived at Yi Ji, they were completely satisfied.

At night, the brand new big sign made Liu Jiaming scream.

In the two cars of Fang Zhenyue and Lin Wangjiu, big men got out one by one, and finally two little girls jumped out.

While the guests sitting in Yiji were eating noodles, they saw a group of burly men carrying large and small bags, surrounded by two schoolgirls, and walked into the teahouse, which was not very spacious.

No matter how much money these men can spend on dinner, they have a big advantage in momentum!

Jiaru jumped to help her brother make milk tea, and while working, she shared the joy of the car ride she just had.

I happened to meet a classmate who came to buy:

"You and your sister were so impressive just now, those guys are like your bodyguards! If they all wore black clothes and sunglasses, they would be even cooler!"

"Don't talk nonsense, they are not bodyguards."

"Oh. That's true." How could a classmate have so many bodyguards? He is not the richest man in Hong Kong.

"Those are all my sister's boyfriends."

"Huh?"

"My sister is very powerful, each of them thinks that he is my sister's boyfriend, but in fact my sister is dating everyone. In the end, the one who treats my sister the best and the most generous will be the one left." "

Wow! So powerful! So jealous~"

"Huh." Proud voice, "Hey, your Ice Cream." "

Awesome!" The female student was still immersed in shock and admiration, unable to extricate herself.

…

When she returned home and sorted out the gifts in the evening, Yi Jiayi discovered that she had two very expensive shirts and a pair of branded white sports shoes.

She originally bought more things for her younger siblings and brother, but now she has bought these in addition to the gray casual suit she bought for herself, so she is the one who has the most new clothes today.

She sat for a while, then ran to call Fang Zhenyue.

"How did you know it was me?" Fang Zhenyue's voice became playful after hearing her thank you.

"The things are very expensive, and only rich people will spend lavishly without looking at the price when buying things. Brother Yue is the richest. Also, Brother Yue was the only one who went to the bathroom and disappeared for a while." Yi Jiayi analyzed it carefully for him.

Fang Zhenyue's low laughter came out of the microphone, and it seemed that he agreed with her reasoning and was very satisfied.

"Then how did Brother Yue know my shoe size?" Jiayi couldn't help wondering, was it Jiaru who told him?

"When your feet are close to Liu Jiaming, they are half a finger shorter than his feet. Liu Jiaming's feet are one size shorter than mine, and you can figure it out by calculating."

"Brother Yue is amazing!"

"You're not bad either."

"Hehe. But Brother Yue, I can't accept your gift, after I start working I--"

"Don't give me money. Just consider it as a project bonus from your leader." Fang Zhenyue interrupted Jiayi, then comforted her: "I also treated Liu Jiaming and others to a big meal at noon today, all of which are project bonuses. Everyone eats my food, wears my clothes, and has to work hard for me. It's all a scheme of me, a capitalist, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Thank you, Brother Yue!"

"Hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Yi Jiayi rushed back to her room, quickly tried on a few shirts, put on new shoes, looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, and couldn't help but admire.

"Big sister, you are so beautiful." Jiaru said what Yi Jiayi was thinking.

"Really? Haha." Proud.

"Big sister, who do you like among them?" Jiaru looked at her in annoyance and began to confuse her.

They all look good, which one should I choose?

"What who?"

"Brother Jiaming, Sir Fang, Brother Gary, Brother Sanfu, which one should you choose? You'd better open your eyes and don't make the wrong choice. I've heard many people say that if a woman chooses the wrong husband, it's like choosing the wrong second half of her life. In fact, I still like Sir Fang more. It's not because of money, but because Sir Fang is the most beautiful and the strongest, and he's a handsome man."

"Pfft! If any of them pursues me, I'll think about it. If they don't, why think so much?"

"I see they love you so much, you have to have your own inclinations. Sister, times have changed, you have to fight for your happiness."

"Really?" Yi Jiayi hugged herself, tilted her head and fell into deep thought.

Does being beautiful mean you have to fall into such troubles?

Hum... hehe, hehehe...

"Okay!" Yi Jiayi quickly stopped her wild thoughts and stuffed the gift into her sister's arms, "Hurry up and organize it, don't pile it everywhere!"

"Okay!" Yi Jiaru took the gift and immediately organized it happily.

The two sisters were in a small room, and they would bump into each other's arms and legs when organizing things, but they were still busy and happy.

In the boys' room next door, they were doing the same thing, and from time to time, the brothers' casual chats could be heard:

"What do you think of my clothes?"

"Brother, you are so handsome!"

"Wow, this racket is so awesome."

"I will be invincible in the world!"

"Um..."

It seemed that there was also the sound of Jiajun swinging the tennis racket vigorously, and the cry of pain when he accidentally hit Yi Jiadong.

…

It was late at night and the house was quiet. In the small village house, it seemed that the noises from the daytime could still be heard.

Jiayi lay on the bed, looking around the small room.

The window frames were rusty, and the curtains were old and patched. They were made by Jiaru.

The small desk was only 90 centimeters long. If she wanted to read and take notes at night, she had to squeeze in with her sister. There was a desk lamp on the table, and a few books, two at a time, so crowded that they fought.

When Jiaru changed clothes in the hallway, she could only sit on the bed. There was no way for two people to move around at the same time. In winter, when everyone wore thick clothes, it would be even more crowded.

The small bed under her would definitely fall to the ground when she used a thick quilt in winter. Fortunately, neither she nor her sister were fat.

The boys' room next door is even more crowded, and that's when Jiajun hasn't started to grow up. When Jiajun is 17 or 18 years old, he will probably be as tall as his eldest brother.

Such a small room can't accommodate two guys.

It would be great if we could move to a house with four bedrooms. It

would be best if there was a bright kitchen and a spacious living room where the four siblings can watch TV together...

That kind of house would have to be near Yi Ji Tea House, and the monthly rent would be several thousand.

Most of her salary is invested in accommodation, so she can't contribute to the family expenses, and the pressure of food, clothing and other expenses will all be on her eldest brother.

She finally started to make money, but it still makes her eldest brother so tired...

Jiayi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and continued to calculate.

Now that she has joined the serious crime unit, her salary is about 10,000. If there is a bonus for solving a case, she will still have money to supplement the family income, and even save some for emergencies.

Although there are Ding Baoshu and Sun Xin in Yi Ji, and Ding Baoshu's grandmother has to make a living, Sun Xin and Ding Baoshu can help a lot, so her brother can be more relaxed and have the energy to make new dishes and entertain more guests.

For example, many people lined up to buy Yi Bingle in the past two days. Old customers bring new customers, and more people will come to buy. Even if everyone is tired of drinking, more quality can be developed. Even the small condiments have many variations. There is a lot of room for desserts and drinks.

Turning over, she felt that changing houses was not impossible.

I heard that the salary of a sergeant in the serious crime unit is tens of thousands.

Madam's salary as an inspector is nearly 100,000...

When can she be as good as Sir Fang and be promoted to Sergeant? I heard that Sir Fang has already started preparing for the internal examination and interview, maybe he will be an inspector next year.

I will go to the bookstore tomorrow to find professional books: criminal psychology, crime research, law, forensic science, scientific forensics, etc., and learn them slowly.

At the same time, I still have to help Sister Yan organize materials frequently. I must read more detectives' case reports, read their methods and ideas of solving cases carefully, and learn from their experience.

Yes, I have to review them.

Starting from the Pitt Street murder case, and every case in the future. How did Fang Sir solve the case, how did he dispatch the whole team, how did he analyze clues, integrate the case, how did he grasp the key points, how did he investigate, how did he judge...

He also had to find a way to cultivate his own momentum. He couldn't always be a good girl, and everyone thought he was easy to bully. He didn't look like a capable detective.

He had to have temperament, frown, look serious, hold his chest and head high, and have a deep and wise look... Also, he couldn't smile foolishly all the time, which made him look like a silly girl, Yi Jiayi...

Thinking about it, he gradually surrendered to Zhou Gong. Jiayi fell asleep and was solving the case in her dreams.

...

When Jiayi fell asleep, Fang Zhenyue was still working overtime.

After leaving Yi Ji, he returned to the police station, reviewed all the case reports completed before, and signed and submitted them to Qiu Sushan.

He read a few old cases that Qiu Susan had passed on to him, thinking about where to start and how to find new breakthroughs. He was

so sleepy that he looked at the clock and saw it was already 0 o'clock. He was sure that he could drive home and fall asleep on the bed. Then he picked up the car key and prepared to leave work. He worked

overtime every night and every day, and tried every way to treat the team to food, drinks and entertainment. Maybe he was not a workaholic or generous, but just because he was the most afraid of loneliness in the world.

Maybe he couldn't stand being alone, and was afraid that the quiet atmosphere would drive him crazy.

There is always another answer in this world.

The lazy Lin Wangjiu may have been the most motivated detective, but he fell to the bottom because he was deceived and could no longer muster the energy to be the passionate young man he once was.

And the sergeant who loves his work and never hesitates to spend money on entertaining guests may actually be just a child who is most dependent on the crowd, trapped in a certain mirror image, relying on the appearance of the most manly, the most upright, the most admirable, the most reliable, the most rebellious and the most intelligent tough guy image to cover up another answer, the real answer.

The lights in the office of Group B of the Serious Crime Squad went out, and Fang Zhenyue silently stepped out of the darkness and walked into the bright corridor. The

lights in the connection area of ​​the report room are still on, and someone is on duty day and night 360 days a year.

He glanced inside, and when he turned around, he met Qiu Sushan who was walking out of the bathroom on the other side.

The two tired people walked side by side to the garage, chatting casually for fear of embarrassment.

"When you are promoted to trainee inspector, someone will be promoted to be a sergeant. Who do you think is more suitable?" Qiu Sushan wanted to start team member training as early as possible.

If you have thought about who to promote, it is best to start observing this person's organizational ability, management ability and case-solving ability now, so as not to be too hasty when the time comes.

"... I'll observe it for a while." Fang Zhenyue thought about it and did not answer immediately, "bye."

Qiu Sushan's car started a little slowly, and when she looked up, she could only see the back of Fang Zhenyue's car.

She sighed.

It seems that it is still unknown who will take over as the sergeant of Group B.

Anyone has a chance.