Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"He has just been stolen a 12 million watch, and he is catching a thief."

Han Feng's face was cold, with a temper: "We didn't steal."

Qiao Nanchu took a cigarette and put it on: "Then who knows."

Cheng Sir of the Criminal Investigation Team arrived in ten minutes and detained all Han Feng and others.

Qiao Nanchu was not from the criminal investigation team. He watched from the side, smoked two cigarettes, in a good mood, and raised a mouth to Cheng Sir: "I suspect they have hidden the stolen goods in the car."

Cheng Sir's immediate boss is Qiao Nanchu's cousin.

To be honest, Sir Cheng hasn’t figured out what the young master is doing, but he has to save face: "Tow the car away."

That's it, even the people and the cars were in the game. In addition, Cheng Sir still left a team of people on the scene to continue the investigation.

Qiao Nanchu pinched the cigarette butt, went to the other side of the road and knocked on Jiang Zhi's car window.

"Turn it in."

Jiang Zhi took off the wrist watch and threw it to him.

Qiao Nanchu weighed it up and played with it in his hands: "The Luo family can't come forward in person, it was Han Feng who helped to respond. Cheng Sir in the community has already let people go in and check it out. If things get in Han Feng's hands, the police can find them out. , If you can't find it, you will still let Zhou Qing go there.

Anyway, the goal was achieved without falling into the hands of the Luo family.

Jiang Zhi saw that Luo's family was not pleasing to his eyes, so he wanted to find something for them, and then he came to join in and settled the chaos.

Qiao Nanchu looked at Jiang Zhi: "Are you not going back?"

He answered the question: "Zhou Qing can't make both legs work?"

"Almost, one is cut off, and the other is almost useless." Either in a wheelchair or on crutches, there is no difference between a leg and a broken leg.

Jiang Zhi got out of the car.

"What else?"

"That sick Yangzi can't win the surname Luo."

If the evidence of the Cheng Feiran incident is still in Zhou Qingrang's hands, as long as it has not been made public, it is impossible for the Luo family not to grab it.

Qiao Nanchu is funny: "Are you not sick?"

Jiang Zhi took a woolen black coat from the car and put it on: "Well, I'll go in and visit a patient."

Qiao Nanchu: "..."

Take a fart!

Just after Luo Qinghe found out about Zhou Qingrang from Cheng Feiran, Jiang Zhi followed his heels. Isn't he just trying to take the opportunity to play with the surname Luo, and give her some unhappiness.

Zhou Qing let the evidence in his hand, why can't he let the surname Luo take it back?

Qiao Nanchu was originally going to follow the call from the Intelligence Section. There was a serious case. He answered the phone first outside.

The elevator was blocked, and people from the police station guarded each entrance.

Ah Wan walked ahead, the voice control light was broken, and the road was so dark that he couldn't see clearly. As soon as he reached the first floor, he found a fainted person on the ground and immediately put on a defensive posture: "Boss, don't go up, there is something strange."

It was from the Luo family, who brought it down? Zhou Qingran is just like his employer, but a sick man.

Oh, mention it, Ah Wan recently started calling his boss, because his IQ is not very good, the employer has shown him a hundred thousand points of disgust, he feels that he has to change his face, let the employer see his extraordinary ability.

Jiang Zhi glanced at the people on the ground.

Anxious to express himself, Ah Wan hurried forward and said bravely: "Boss, you are behind, I will clear the way for you." He wanted to see who else besides the employer's old adversary, Luo Family!

As soon as Ah Wan had said this, there was a figure flashing behind him, he immediately turned his head, caught off guard, and slashed with one foot on the face, kicking his waist straight.

With a boom, Ah Wan got down.

"..."

His bravery and invincibility...

Fuck!

He propped up on the ground, trying to get up, his waist was too painful, and he got down again with a thump.

"..."

Which way is so powerful?

Ah Wan was never tempered, and was also angry: "Who are you? The grandson of the attack!" This grandson!

This voice...

Zhou Xufang was stunned.

Suddenly, a beam of light came.

Jiang Zhi held the mobile phone in his hand, and the beam moved, scanning her face, her arms, and the letters on her coat one by one.

"It's you again."

He smiled, Yuanjia Road is narrow.

Zhou Xufang raised his hand to block the light from the phone.

While she was in a daze, Ah Wan suddenly jumped up and threw a fist at her. She almost reflexed, but instead grabbed Ah Wan's wrist. Without controlling her strength, she squeezed, and Ah Wan was so painful. Tone.

She let go almost immediately.

Ah Wan took the opportunity and punched her on the shoulder.

Fang Ideal said that Ah Wan was born as a boxer. In his early years, he won the national youth boxing championship. If he hadn't fallen into a robbery, he might already be a world champion. He is very strong, Zhou Xu Fang was beaten back several steps by him.

How to do? Can you beat him? Zhou Xu spinning twisted his eyebrows.

"A night." Jiang Zhi shook him with the light of his mobile phone.

A night meeting agreed, closed.

"The police are all outside," Jiang Zhi walked forward, the flashlight of the phone shining to her face, "Take off your mask and I will let them release you."

She did not speak.

He stepped forward, trying to reach for it.

"boss--"

She dragged him over and pressed him against the wall.

With a bang, the phone fell to the ground and the blingbling film Xue Baoyi bought broke.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

He panted suddenly, his lips turned pale and his face flushed.

Ah Wan yelled: "Any thief, let go of my boss!"

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Zhou Xufang: "..."

This lewd thief diverted his attention very well. Ah Wan took advantage of this moment and punched and attacked the neck of the lewd thief. This move was his nirvana. It was unsatisfactory after all attempts. —

Without turning his head back, the ‘enchanting thief’ kicked his legs sideways, so fast that he couldn’t see clearly, and he really kicked his waist and abdomen, and his internal organs were shaken by that force.

Can't you kick it somewhere? !

Ah Wan only felt his waist and eyes numb, and he fell back. This ‘prostitute’ is a master of martial arts... his head tilted and he passed out completely.

Did the kick break? She only used a lot of effort, and Zhou Xufang tightened her brows.

"Want to hijack me again?" Jiang Zhi was staring at her.

The light was very dim, but his eyes burned like a fire, glowing.

She was afraid of being seen by him, so she covered his eyes with her palm, put her elbow on his shoulder, and pressed her voice: "I'll be gentle."

I will lightly-one of the profanity quotations.

Jiang Zhi: "..." He flushed with anger, "You **** touch me and try--"

She lifted her palm and slashed it towards his neck.

He weakened, passed out, and slid down.

Zhou Xufang reflexively hugged his waist, helped him lean against the wall, and muttered, "I am not a thief."

A little sad, misunderstood.

She put the person down, squatted for a while, stood up, turned around, raised her foot upstairs... and turned back again, peeling off Ah Wan's coat and putting it on Jiang Zhi.

He is weak and cannot be cold.

Then, squatting there and looking at him for a while, she heard the footsteps downstairs, and she left, and went straight to the rooftop. The siren downstairs sounded, and she jumped and jumped to the top of the opposite building.

Ten minutes later, the door of nine building 904 was knocked.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The person inside opened the door: "May I ask what you are?"

Cheng Sir showed his police card: "We are the police."

Zhou Qing leaned on crutches, because it was a little strenuous, he leaned against the wall: "What's the matter?"

"This community has suffered thieves and robbers one after another. Mr. Zhou, is there anything unusual about you here?" Mr. Qiao said before leaving, Zhou Qing asked this to keep an eye on it, and no fly could fly to his house.

Zhou Qingrang said no.

He looked as usual, obviously unaware that so many movements had taken place outside.

"Our policemen will stay outside at night. If anything happens, just shout."

"Thank you."

Cheng Sir said, "Excuse me," and turned to deploy.

Zhou Qing asked to close the door, pushed the wheelchair to the bedroom, took off the USB flash drive from the computer, and held it in his palm. Who sent this thing? Who is helping him again?

It was almost twelve o'clock, Xue Baoyi had been playing at night, but was called to the hospital by Qiao Nanchu, saying that Jiang Zhi had fainted again.

"Brother Zhi."

"Brother Zhi."

Jiang Zhi's eyelashes trembled and opened.

Xue Baoyi was sitting next to the bed, peeling a banana and eating: "It's considered awake." With a grin, "You little beauty, you will be in the hospital every two days, and your father will be scared to death by you. I'm afraid you didn't come up. Hiccup."

Jiang Zhi sat up, propped up.

Xue Baoyi hurriedly helped him.

"What happened to Zhou Qing?"

Xue Baoyi heard Qiao Nanchu say about this: “It’s okay. Nanchu let the criminal investigation team guard it. Don’t worry, he can’t take the things in his hand.” Hearing Jiang Zhi still coughed, he threw the banana and helped. Shunqi, "What's the matter with you? That professional errand runner is your nemesis, and he brought you to the hospital again."

Jiang Zhi was cold, and said nothing.

Qiao Nanchu came over, followed by Ah Wan, who was wearing a bandage on his stomach. Ah Wan looked like he had more air intake and less venting. He was so weak that he was nearly 1.9 meters and 200 kilograms.

"Sober?"

Jiang Zhi was leaning against the hospital bed in a very poor condition.

Qiao Nanchu asked: "Are there any new discoveries this time? Are there any characteristics in that Z?" The second confrontation took place, and the last time I didn't get anything, I couldn't find it.

Jiang Zhi drooped his eyelids thoughtfully for a long time, and the blue shadow under his eyelids was heavy: "The light is too dark to see clearly, and the voice is deliberately disguised, but,"

"But what?"

He thought for a while: "She has a smell." When she pressed him against the wall, he smelled it.

Qiao Nanchu suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What taste?"

Jiang Zhi affirmed: "Milk taste."

"..."

A man who has been chased by the police for a few years without clues, a professional thug who is out of touch and can't handle more than a dozen practitioners... Is there a milky smell on his body?

Jiang Zhi coughed and took a sigh of relief: "The milk I drank is the same."

"..."

Qiao Nanchu had nothing to answer.

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There are three thousand words in one chapter, I just don’t have chapters, but actually three chapters~

Yesterday there was a girl who said that she couldn't understand it, but she couldn't understand it. Tell me, let me see if I missed something.