Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Qiao Nanchu walked to the rear of the car and glanced at it a few times: "The collision was a bit serious. Call someone to the trailer. I will see you off when it's over."

Zhang Zixi shook his head and declined: "No trouble."

"This time I am solely responsible," he said in a calm and gentle manner, but he said strongly, "Responsible."

He is the same as before. He is casual, but not very easy-going. His words are full of incomprehensible style. Zhang Zixi no longer argues with him: "Then I will trouble you."

"Contact me when the maintenance fee comes out." He parked the car and walked to the hotel.

She stood there, staring at his back for a while, and then followed: "Okay."

The next day, the Criminal Intelligence Division.

Qiao Nanchu went out and gave Li Xiaodong a note with blood when he came back.

"Check this number."

Li Xiaodong spread out and watched it backwards several times: "What is this?"

"The drug dealer's intelligence."

Li Xiaodong didn't understand: "Just a bunch of numbers?"

"Yeah." It's Z or 2, I have to confirm.

"It's not like transaction information, it should be an identity code or something." Li Xiaodong muttered to himself.

Qiao Nanchu didn't speak, and took a seat in the swivel chair, glancing in the direction of the door seemingly imperceptibly.

The desk by the door of the office was empty. There was no one at ordinary times. There were a lot of materials stacked on it. There were also two computers, one of which had a black object the size of a fingernail glued on the back.

It's a bug.

"What is this?"

"The drug dealer's intelligence."

"Just a bunch of numbers?"

"Ok."

"It's not like transaction information, it should be an identity code or something."

The woman on the sofa took off her earphones, put the cat curled up on her lap on the ground, got up with her mobile phone, went to the floor-to-ceiling window, and made a call.

She was speaking in English: "Mr. Smith, that shipment may be delayed." The orange afterglow fell through the window and fell on her profile, so beautiful that it seemed innocent. She explained, "I am Something went wrong."

After a few more words, she hung up the phone, rubbed the cat with her feet, and kept shouting.

She called again: "Book me a ticket to country T."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang."

It's almost the end of the year, and Jiang Zhi's new movies are all scheduled to start shooting in the next year, and he is free for a while. Of course, there are a lot of movie promotion announcements, but he doesn't bother to go, every day he wants to follow Zhou Xufang to set up a stall.

Zhou Xufang hasn't taken him out to set up a stall for two days, and that's fine. No one can see him, he doesn't make calls, and there are not many WeChat accounts!

This woman doesn't care about him anymore!

This woman has changed her heart! !

This woman doesn't love him anymore! ! !

Huh!

He threw the empty milk can in a parabola and smashed it into the trash can. Jiang Zhi sat up from the sofa, grabbed his mobile phone, and dragged out Zhou Xufang’s WeChat account. The name was-Fangbao Xiaozu Zong. I just changed it, and also used a couple portrait, the Q version, his is a black and autumnal villain, Zhou Xufang is this extremely beautiful blue-haired villain, put together and a pink heart.

Fangbao's boyfriend: "Xu Fang." There is also an emoticon pack behind——

[Your little ancestor is online]

Just waited three seconds.

Fangbao boyfriend: "Zhou Xufang!"

It took about ten seconds before Zhou Xufang responded.

The ancestor of Fangbao: "Yeah."

Fangbao boyfriend: "How long have we not seen each other?"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "Two days."

I really don't care about him anymore! Change of heart! ! Don't love him anymore! ! !

Jiang Zhi's heart was cold for two days.

Fangbao boyfriend: "It's fifty-six hours."

There was no reply for another ten seconds.

Jiang Zhi threw an emoji bag over: [Press on the ground and cry for you]

Zhou Xu spinning back.

The ancestor of Fangbao: [Don’t send a full stop, you have to hold back]

Fangbao boyfriend: "Didn't you say you can come back before noon?"

This is how it happened. Two days ago, Zhou Xufang took an errand mission and was going to Linshi to deliver an important courier. Of course Jiang Zhi wanted to follow it, but Zhou Xufang refused decisively. The reason was that Linshi was snowing, Jiang Zhi She refused, so she didn't worry about going out alone.

As a result, Zhou Xufang surreptitiously left at night, and just like that, Jiang Zhi was left behind.

At that time, Zhou Xufang said that he would be back in two days. Last night he also sent a WeChat report on his itinerary. He said that he would be there at noon today. It is a little over now. Jiang Zhi has the key to Zhou Xu’s home. He will be waiting at eleven. , It has been more than two hours, and he hasn't come back yet, and he won't let him answer.

Can he not be angry? !

The ancestor of Fangbao: "I have returned to the market."

Fangbao boyfriend: "Then why didn't you go home?"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "When I was at the train station, I saw someone recruiting unloaders, so I went to unload."

The ancestor of Fangbao: "Five cents a box."

Jiang Zhi:...

If you don't go home, don't contact him, don't answer his phone calls, you are actually busy working!

Part-time job is more important than him? !

Have you worked with me?

What's more, why don't you go to unload the goods and you don't know if you feel sorry for yourself? Do such a tiring job too! Their family is short of these few dollars, is it impossible to open the pot or what? !

He is mad!

Fangbao boyfriend: "How much did you unload?"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "More than three hundred boxes."

More than three hundred...

He couldn't get angry anymore and began to feel distressed.

Fangbao boyfriend: "Don't unload it, come back."

The ancestor of Fangbao: "It's not hard, it's very light." Zhou Xufang also sent a picture of her carrying five boxes with one hand.

Did she work so hard to move bricks on the construction site before?

Jiang Zhi was heartbroken.

Fangbao boyfriend: "Come back!"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "No, I want to work."

She has been obsessed with part-time work, almost to the point where she can't help herself, otherwise Jiang Zhi would not doubt that part-time work is more important than him.

However, he felt that Zhou Xufang worked to support him.

Jiang Zhi remembered that he had asked for a car, a house and a watch the other day, and his heart hurt even more.

Fangbao boyfriend: "No more watches, no more cars, I won't spend money in the future, and if I have more money, I will give it to you. Don't do odd jobs. Can you come back?"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "I promised the boss to help him finish unloading." And, "You didn't spend any money, I want to buy it for you."

Fangbao boyfriend: "Wait there, I will pass now."

The ancestor of Fangbao: "Don't come over, I don't want you to move."

Fangbao boyfriend: "Wait."

The ancestor of Fangbao: "."

Fangbao boyfriend: [Send a full stop and cry for you]

The ancestor of Fangbao: [Don’t send a full stop, you have to hold back]

Fangbao boyfriend: "I'm going to drive, don't send it to me."

The ancestor of Fangbao: [Don’t send a full stop, you have to hold back]

After sending the last one, the boss happened to call her: "Xiao Zhou."

Xiao Zhou put his phone in his pocket: "Here it comes!"

Jiang Zhi received a call from Qiao Nanchu on the way to the train station.

"Prophet Peng's son has returned home."

Prophet Peng was the arsonist of the Luo family's arson. Less than a day after the fire, he surrendered to the police station and has served eight years in prison.

Jiang Zhi holds the steering wheel in one hand and wears a Bluetooth headset in the other: "When?"

Qiao Nanchu: "Last week."

The car drove fast, the windows were open, and Jiang Zhi's short hair was blown messy: "Did he contact the Luo family?"

"Contacted Luo Changde." Qiao Nanchu said lazily, "I agree with your previous guess that Prophet Peng should be the scapegoat, and the Luo family's fire was probably caused by the surname Luo."

I just don't know which surname Luo is.

Qiao Nanchu guessed: "Prophet Peng's son should have something in his hands."

Jiang Zhi turned the corner, drove on the national highway, stepped on the accelerator to accelerate: "Whatever he is, grab it."

Qiao Nanchu could hear the wind over there: "Are you driving?"

"Ok."

This guy drives like a drift.

Qiao Nanchu said to him: "You are in a hurry to reincarnate, you drive slowly."

Jiang Zhi closed the window: "Stop talking, I'll go to help Zhou Xufang unload the goods first."

"Unloading what?"

"You don't need to know."

After speaking, Jiang Zhi hung up.

It just so happened that Qiao Nanchu's cell phone received another call, and the remarks saved two words-Zhang 2, he had a colleague, also named Zhang, and saved Zhang 1.

He saved Zhang Zixi's number 2 easily.

She spoke first, with a soft voice: "It's me."

Qiao Nanchu was still in the intelligence department, the computer was on, and there was a photo on the screen. The young girl was wearing a police uniform and a police badge on her chest.

"The maintenance fee came out?" he asked casually.

Zhang Zixi answered: "Well, can you meet me?"

"Anything else?" The pen in his hand was tapping on the table, and his eyes were very pale, looking at the photos in the computer.

"My plane tomorrow, I want to go back to the head office, I want to talk to you before I leave." Maybe, I won't be back again.

Do not confess.

Now it can be confirmed that the third character is not 2, but Z.

Qiao Nanchu turned off the information on the screen and got up: "You decide the place and time."