Chapter 94 Is this really your first time in love?
Jian Ruochen knelt down and relaxed for a while.
Guan Yingjun turned over and pushed the man down, "You can't kiss me anymore..."
He gathered the person in front of him, hugged her from behind, and stroked her slightly cold belly with his fingers.
Jian Ruochen shuddered, "Your hands are so hot."
Guan Yingjun laughed softly, "You are too cold, so young, and you don't have any temper at all."
Jian Ruochen turned over and faced Guan Yingjun, "I'm looking at you, please say what you just said again."
He felt that Guan Yingjun was relying on his strong capital to influence others.
Guan Yingjun met those clear eyes, stared at them for a while, and raised the corners of his lips, "I was talking about age."
Jian Ruochen kicked him and said, "I didn't blink. You're lying."
"Blinking too much and too fast is lying, and not blinking is also lying?" Guan Yingjun hissed, "You are the only one who can kick me in this life."
Jian Ruochen was a little speechless.
When we first met, Guan Yingjun's face looked exactly like Guan Gong.
Chatting is like interrogation, without any human touch.
When you fall in love, hormones are secreted and the bandit nature in your bones can no longer be hidden.
He thought about himself and felt that when facing the person he liked, he would reveal a side of himself that he usually hid.
Jian Ruochen said, "A normal person would blink once every fifteen seconds at most, and many people would blink once every five seconds. But just now you stared at me for 20 seconds and said a word, but you didn't blink once."
"I can't think of any other reason than to watch the audience's reaction when you tell a lie."
Guan Yingjun held him, stared at the small mole on Jian Ruochen's ear tip for a while, lowered his head, and gently rubbed it with the tip of his teeth.
When he saw Jian Ruochen interrogating people during the day, he wanted to do this.
He took a bite and then took out a tissue from the bedside to wipe the man's ears.
By the time Jian Ruochen reacted, the paper ball had already fallen into the trash can beside the door.
He raised his hand and touched the tip of his ear, looking at Guan Yingjun in shock, "Is this really your first time in love?"
How can a man who can even lift his head while holding hands be so fancy?
Guan Yingjun smiled, "I had never liked anyone before I met you. I didn't even plan to get married."
"It's just that when you're undercover, you see a lot of the world. The drug lord brings his confidants with him wherever he goes. They're very confused when they talk about things. If you were in their place, you'd also be hanging your eyebrows with keys."
Open your eyes.
Jian Ruochen caught a glimpse of the shadow on Guan Yingjun's pants and didn't dare to continue the conversation. He decisively changed the subject, "Why are you not sleeping so late and walking outside?"
"I'm thinking about your case." Guan Yingjun said honestly, "I'm thinking about the benzomorph in the bank safe."
Jian Ruochen was stunned, "What do you mean?"
Guan Yingjun touched Jian Ruochen's slightly cold hand, raised his hand to lift the quilt, and wrapped it around him, saying, "When Lu Rong handed the safe key to Jiang Hanyu, he did not tell Jiang Hanyu the nature and function of the items in the safe. This is very suspicious."
"Indeed." Jian Ruochen said.
Guan Yingjun put one hand on his ear and said, "There are two situations here."
"First, the function of the key and the use of phenmetholone were written down in code in the MI6 secret files."
"This shows that killing you is a very important espionage act for them."
"Second, the secret file does not contain instructions for using the key and the medicine. Jiang Hanyu has no way of knowing where the key came from. This key was brought along as a by-product."
"This shows that Lu Rong had already anticipated that Jiang Hanyu would be caught by us, so he used Jiang Hanyu to let you access the information related to the key."
Guan Yingjun whispered: "Why would he do this?"
Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows.
Sir Guan’s logical organization ability is truly outstanding.
He also felt something was wrong in the interrogation room, but he didn't understand it so clearly.
Jian Ruochen huddled in the quilt and thought for a while: "Let's speculate based on the motive."
"The first possibility is that MI6 believed that killing me would affect the overall situation, so they wrote this operation into the secret file with a code."
"The second one can extend to two motivations."
"First, Lu Rong wanted to befriend me, implying that we should keep out of each other's way, so he gave us the clue to the key."
Guan Yingjun frowned and asked, "Where's the second one?"
"Secondly, Lu Rong has a conflict of interest with the person who wants to kill me, and he wants to use West Kowloon to get rid of him. This way, he can sell a favor, divert the police's attention, and get rid of his enemy. For Lu Rong, he kills three birds with one stone." Jian Ruochen said, wrapping himself in the quilt and moving twice like a cricket pupa. "In fact, criminal psychology sometimes has subjective elements in solving cases, so it is more reliable to use it in interrogations."
Guan Yingjun curled the corners of his lips, said nothing, and waited silently for the next comfort.
"Don't think too much. Once we get the code comparison book, whether it's one or two, won't it be solved?" Jian Ruochen stretched out his hand and moved a little of the quilt away.
Guan Yingjun took it and covered himself with it, and suddenly remembered the fortune stick he had read at the Wong Tai Sin Temple during the Chinese New Year.
Both wind and rain are welcome.
He smiled and said, "I couldn't sleep because of the case. What about you?"
Jian Ruochen was stunned for a moment before saying, "Butler Luo showed me a photo of my mother."
There's nothing you can't call.
She worked hard to give birth to this body, and it would be inappropriate if he called her "Mom Jane".
He can live in two worlds and have two biological mothers and two fathers.
Jian Ruochen didn't know how to express the melancholy feeling in his heart.
He avenged the original owner.
Jiang Mingshan is dead, Lu Qian will also die in a few days, and Jiang Hanyu will also be executed.
Everything is going in the right direction, but the people who were killed will never come back to life.
Guan Yingjun touched Jian Ruochen's cheek again and again.
He knew that Jian Ruochen didn't need anyone's comfort at all right now.
I'm just young, haven't seen much, and am not yet accustomed to this cruel society, but everything will be fine in the future.
Guan Yingjun was silent for a while, and when Jian Ruochen looked better, he said, "If my parents were still alive, they would definitely like you too."
Jian Ruochen laughed again.
The two of them chatted quietly for a while, and then Jian Ruochen felt sleepy and fell asleep unknowingly.
The next day.
After Jian Ruochen woke up, he was stunned for a long while, turned his head to look to the side, Guan Yingjun was gone, the corner of the quilt was tucked in well, he reached out and touched it, the other half was still a little warm.
He must have just left not long ago.
He got up, washed, and went downstairs.
The TV in the restaurant was on. Luo Binwen looked very energetic and opened a bottle of red wine early in the morning.
Jian Ruochen walked over and said, "Uncle Luo, any good news?"
Luo Binwen said: "Mr. Lu passed away in the hospital this morning."
Lu Jingchen?
Jian Ruochen turned to watch the TV, which was full of this news. The Lu family's stocks kept falling. Lu Rong, wearing a black suit, stood in front of the camera, his face full of grief and tears on his cheeks, "...My brother is really reckless. Father has suffered such a huge blow. I didn't expect...I deeply regret this. Lu's will make good follow-up measures as soon as possible..."
Jian Ruochen: ...
The acting is really not that good.
When she cried, her lips did not tremble and her nostrils did not expand, which does not conform to the logic of micro-expressions. Maybe even her tears were made with eye drops.
The news about the Lu family was broadcast for another five minutes, and then the scene changed to an aerial view of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station.
The news anchor said: "The Three-Anti Association of the Kowloon West Regional Police Station and the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau arrested 23 members of the Chiu Yee Gang this morning. All bases of the Chiu Yee Gang in Hong Kong were closed down. The people were jubilant and thanked the police officers of the police station, saying that they no longer had to pay protection fees."
The Chaoyi Gang is the remaining force under Lu Qian.
They were the ones who hired the bank robbers before.
He usually does all kinds of evil.
Once the Chaoyi Gang falls, there will be fewer robbery gangs organized in Hong Kong to rob gold shops.
The public security level has improved dramatically.
Jian Ruochen raised the corners of his lips and chuckled.
On TV, news came one after another, and soon the topic turned to him.
The host praised the industries under Jane's and Conant for their strong sense of social responsibility and for taking many measures to facilitate the people.
It was not enough to just praise them, they even held up a microphone and went door to door to interview many grandmas and old men.
Jian Ruochen's ears burned when he heard this, and he felt something was wrong, "Whose media is this?"
Luo Binwen thought for a moment and then opened his notebook to confirm, "It seems to be owned by Lu Rong. But this is all insider information. On the surface, the company is in the hands of another businessman."
Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows and said, "Is Lu Rong trying to flatter me to death?"
Luo Binwen hadn't thought of this. "How should we deal with this?"
"No matter how much Lu Rong praises, STN is the most influential and credible media in Hong Kong. He emphasizes individuals, and we emphasize the group."
Jian Ruochen spoke clearly and logically: "Let STN report more on the achievements of other departments in the West Kowloon Police Station, and turn everyone's attention to the commander-in-chief. Say that he is a master at commanding troops, has a broad mind, and is bold and innovative. You can praise him as much as you want."
Luo Binwen suddenly realized, "This way the commander-in-chief won't be angry because you've become famous, and it can also reduce the influence of Lu Rong's flattery."
"That's right." Jian Ruochen finished the last bite of mashed potatoes and said vaguely, "Go to school~"
Jiang Hanyu's case has come to this point, and it all depends on how the ICAC will handle the case.
If things go smoothly, it will have nothing to do with the West Kowloon Regional Police Station.
It’s the matter of the MI6 secret files that is really troubling.
Song Xuyi, Lin Jiacheng and Huo Mingxuan all watched the door of the single dormitory building of Hong Kong University until it broke down, but they still couldn't find any loopholes in the dormitory security manager.
Noon on the third day.
Song Xuyi came back from his shift with two huge eye bags on his face and said in a weak voice, "Sir Guan, that dormitory supervisor is too cautious."
"He should have known that he was being targeted, so he neither moved the code book nor made any move to contact anyone else."
Guan Yingjun asked solemnly: "Nothing?"
Song Xuyi wiped his face and said ashamedly, "Yes."
"It's okay." After Guan Yingjun finished his comforting words, Song Xuyi shuddered.
Can the boss comfort people?
He was ready to be scolded!
Song Xuyi was stunned and looked at Jian Ruochen.
My God, the little God of Wealth’s magic power is so great.
As expected, even Guan Gong would be happy if he had money.
Guan Yingjun threw the documents in his hand onto the table. "If soft tactics don't work, I'll get a search warrant."
Zhang Xingzong scratched his head, "This shouldn't be approved... After all, it's related to MI6."
It will definitely get stuck above.
Guan Yingjun said calmly: "It's okay."
He opened a drawer and pulled out an old search warrant.
Jian Ruochen stared in amazement as he wiped the reason for his application with the butt of the blue ballpoint pen in the pen holder, and then wrote a new one on it.
Guan Yingjun flicked the "brand new" search warrant and said, "Fortunately, I anticipated this situation when I applied for it last time. I changed the pen and asked them to write with an erasable pen."
“Now there’s a search warrant.”
Song Xuyi swallowed and asked, "What if I can't find the code book?"
Although this has happened before, West Kowloon Group A is now famous and many people are paying attention to them. If it is exposed, it will be a disaster.
Guan Yingjun smiled and said, "The security is so strict, it means there must be something fishy. How come they can't find it?"
As long as it is found, the higher-ups can’t do anything with the search warrant, and they have to accept it with a pinch of their nose.
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