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Rong Zhao looked at the connected phone, raised his hand and patted Zhou Ye's shoulder, and put the phone to his ear: "Fan Yao?"

Fan Yao's voice sounded normal, crisp and lively as usual: "Brother Rong."

"How do you call me? Is there something wrong with the team?"

Rong Zhao put the phone on speakerphone and put it on the table: "It's okay, where are you now?"

Fan Yao's voice came through the receiver: "Isn't it in a bad mood recently, I don't want to go anywhere, and I'm staying at home."

Obviously, she was lying.

Rong Zhao continued: "Are you free tonight, let's have dinner together."

Fan Yao smiled and joked, "Brother Rong, are you asking me out? You must have taken a fancy to me."

Only then did Rong Zhao realize belatedly that he just invited a girl to have dinner with him.This was the first time in his life. He should have been cautious and nervous, but because he was worried about Fan Yao's safety, this invitation became like a mission.

Zhou Ye clicked his tongue, and when he looked at Rong Zhao again, his eyes became extremely possessive. Thinking that he had never been invited so seriously by Rong Zhao, a sour feeling came out from the bottom of his heart.

"Just kidding," Fan Yao continued on the phone, "If you really like me, I suspect Team Zhou will assassinate me tonight."

Rong Zhao's ears turned red, and he said in a low voice, "It's none of his business."

Zhou Ye raised his chin and looked at Rong Zhao. He didn't speak, but his eyes were clearly written: You are mine, why don't you care about my affairs.

Fan Yao didn't know that Zhou Ye was on the side, and she was still saying, "In fact, everyone in the team knows how much Team Zhou cares for you. I didn't dare to make a fuss because I was afraid you would be embarrassed."

"You all misunderstood." Rong Zhao began to divert Fan Yao's attention, leading the topic to the right track, "Are you coming out tonight?"

Fan Yao seemed to pause for a moment, before replying after a few seconds: "Not tonight, I have something to do."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye, he didn't know how to answer Fan Yao's words.Not to mention forcing others, in the past few years, he has rarely even taken the initiative to speak to others.

At this time, Zhou Ye, who is an actor, played a very important role.

Zhou Ye took a few steps on the spot, creating a feeling that footsteps were approaching, and his voice was very unreasonable: "Rongrong, who are you calling behind my back?"

Rong Zhao couldn't stand Zhou Ye's scene at all, he stood quietly watching Zhou Ye's performance.

"I don't allow you to look at others more." Zhou Ye looked down at Rong Zhao, and his eyes became deep and deep at some point, as if he was not saying lines at all, but speaking from his heart, "In your eyes Only me."

Rong Zhao silently gave Zhou Ye a thumbs up, impressed by his acting skills.

Not knowing whether it was because he was too deep into the drama or because of cunning, Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao's face in his hands, forcing the other party to look at him, and he was about to kiss him.

Rong Zhao was forced to have no way out, and with a "bang", he almost knocked over the chair behind him. He turned his face to avoid Zhou Ye's lips, and said in a low voice, "Stop, it's almost done, and the show is over."

When Fan Yao heard the sound of tables and chairs colliding, she was really anxious: "Don't fight, Brother Rong, please explain to Team Zhou quickly."

"Brother Rong, are you in a bad mood? Let's see each other tonight. I'll treat you to dinner."

Rong Zhao pushed Zhou Ye away, turned to the phone and said, "Where are you now?"

Fan Yao hesitated for a moment: "Actually, there's nothing I can't say. I'm in a plastic surgery hospital now, and I'll be in the operating room in an hour."

Three or ten minutes later, Rong Zhao came to the plastic surgery hospital that Fan Yao mentioned.

This is a plastic surgery studio in a commercial building. The elevator reaches the second floor. When Rong Zhao comes down, the entire floor in front of him is rented by this studio. The decoration is very high-end. Add bricks and tiles.

When I entered the door, I saw a doctor in a white coat talking with a nurse next to him in Korean. Someone came to greet Rong Zhao: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Fan Yao saw Rong Zhao, walked over to the staff and said, "He's with me."

Rong Zhao looked at Fan Yao and saw that she was unharmed, so he was relieved.

Rong Zhao was dragged to the rest area by Fan Yao to sit down, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this place reliable?"

"It was introduced by Team Lin's girlfriend, of course it is reliable." Fan Yao took a disposable paper cup, poured a glass of water and handed it to Rong Zhao, and smiled a little shyly, "Brother Rong, I didn't expect you to come , I am very happy."

It was the first time Rong Zhao saw this kind of look on Fan Yao's face, she seemed really happy and surprised by his arrival.

Rong Zhao got up, walked to a wall pasted with various medical qualifications and award certificates and stopped, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

A staff member came over to stop him and said, "Sir, in order to protect the privacy of customers, we don't allow taking pictures here."

Rong Zhao frowned, his phone was obviously facing the wall, and it was impossible to take pictures of people.But he didn't say much, and pulled Fan Yao aside: "Have you checked the qualifications of this hospital, as well as the information of the surgeon."

Fan Yao turned her head and looked at the wall: "I took a rough look, but I didn't check it carefully. Team Lin's girlfriend introduced it, so there shouldn't be any mistakes."

She pulled Rong Zhao aside, and said in a low voice, "Captain Lin's girlfriend is so beautiful, she just had plastic surgery here, and the effect is so good, super natural."

"At first, I didn't realize that her face was plastic surgery. If she didn't take the initiative to tell me, I wouldn't know."

Rong Zhao understood that this is how Tang Siling solicited money.On the one hand, make some boyfriends with good financial conditions, go shopping like crazy, and sell the things you bought for cash.

On the other hand, the female friends who approach these boyfriends coax them to come to plastic surgery and get a commission from it.

"She is very sincere, and she showed me all her plastic surgery cases," Fan Yao continued, "Plus she is a member of Team Lin, so she can be considered an acquaintance."

While lowering his head, Rong Zhao sent Wang Xiaoming the medical certificate he had just photographed for him to check, and said to Fan Yao, "Team Lin is broken in love, they broke up."

Fan Yao was a little surprised, but not surprised: "Team Lin has lost his love again."

She looked at Rong Zhao who came here specially, and thought for a while: "So, Tang Siling is not trustworthy, is it?"

In the past few days, all Fan Yao's troubles have been in her eyes, if only she could make these ugly eyes more beautiful.It doesn't need to be very beautiful, as long as it is like a normal person.

She didn't want to be looked at strangely no matter where she went.That look made her feel tormented, like returning to the dim high school days.

The sense of fear made her lose the vigilance that a policeman should have.

"Number 086, Fan Yao, please get ready. Consultation Room No. [-], project: Canthus opening, scar removal." A cold mechanical voice came from the overhead broadcast.

Fan Yao turned around and went to the nurse in charge, saying that she was not feeling well today and couldn't do it anymore, so she will make an appointment next time.

The little nurse who was originally mild-mannered suddenly changed her face, and her tone became much colder: "Miss, the doctor's schedule is arranged in advance, and all kinds of surgery preparations are also done. If you suddenly change your mind, our work is not good. arrange."

Fan Yao stared closely at the little nurse's eyes, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's: "Then wait a moment, we need to check your medical qualifications."

The little nurse's eyes obviously flustered, but she quickly regained her composure. She poked her neck and said, "Our medical qualifications are all legal and formal. Aren't they all stamped with red stamps?"

A young girl was crying and trying to break in outside the door, but was stopped by two security guards.

The girl's face and nose were wrapped with thick gauze, only her eyes and mouth were exposed. She was afraid that tears would flow into the gauze, so she wiped it off with a napkin while crying, and cursed: "Unscrupulous hospitals, ruin my life."

She grabbed a customer who was about to come in next to her, and showed others the CT scan she brought with her hand: "The nose prosthesis is tilted, the left and right faces are asymmetrical, the cheekbones are one wide and one narrow, one high and one low, and the mandible is cut into holes. symmetry."

The guest who was held back was obviously frightened and stood at the door, not daring to move.

In the end, the hysterical girl who failed the plastic surgery was pulled away by the security guards.

A nurse walked over to appease the guests present: "Don't panic, everyone, that woman was sent by the opposite family to act in a play. This happens often, and we are all familiar with it. Yesterday she pretended to be a woman who failed in breast augmentation." Come on, our legal advisor has sent her a lawyer's letter, and we will pursue legal responsibility."

The nurse took out a copy of the lawyer's letter and showed it to everyone: "This number can be found."

Usually no one really checks it out, and even if someone finds out the problem, they can find other excuses.

Typical scam.

Fan Yao looked at the little nurse in front of her, her eyes turned cold in vain: "Bring me a copy of all your qualification certificates, including the doctor's qualification certificate."

The little nurse refused: "What qualifications do you have to check our documents?"

"As long as you are a consumer, you are eligible," Fan Yao took out her police officer ID, looked into the other person's eyes, and said loudly, "let alone the police handling the case."

Rong Zhao turned his head to look at Fan Yao, and she turned back into that valiant and righteous policewoman.

A person who looked like a head nurse came over, took the little nurse aside, and said to Fan Yao and Rong Zhao in person, "It's okay for the two of you to check your documents, please come with me."

Fan Yao was about to follow, when Rong Zhao patted her on the shoulder and stopped her with his eyes.

In terms of the ability to perceive danger, no one is more sensitive than Rong Zhao.

The two turned around, and as soon as they walked out of the gate of the plastic surgery hospital, two security guards jumped out.

Rong Zhao raised his hand to help Fan Yao block a half-meter-long stick that was thrown towards him, turned his head and said, "Run to the left."

Fan Yao immediately understood what Rong Zhao meant. The downstairs of this building is no longer safe. As long as they run downstairs, there will be a group of people waiting for them.

There is a window at the end of the corridor on the left, people can pass through, this is the second floor, they can jump through the window.

Two more people rushed over from the elevator. They were tall and muscular, and they had green dragon tattoos on their arms. They held knives in both hands, and the blades shone coldly under the white light.

When Fan Yao turned her head, Rong Zhao stepped on the first two security guards, and she didn't even see what he did.

I haven't worked with Rong Zhao for a long time, and I haven't really seen him make a move. Whether he appears on the scene or catches a thief, he always lags behind them, like a passive saboteur, greedy for life and afraid of death.

In addition, Rong Zhao has a stomach problem, so Fan Yao defaulted him to be a member of the Intellectual Corps instead of being in charge of force output.

Only now did she understand that real masters disdain to attack cats and dogs. Their swords are used to slay evil dragons.

Two men with knives rushed over, raised their hands and slashed at Rong Zhao's shoulder, and he kicked him three or four meters away.

Probably because he usually kicked Zhou Ye a lot, Rong Zhao felt that his kicking skills had improved again.

With a "boom", the knife fell to the ground, and Rong Zhao kicked a knife on the ground to Fan Yao: "Take it, let's go."

Fan Yao would not leave Rong Zhao alone. These gangsters wanted to put them to death, which showed that the hospital had serious problems, and they would rather attack the police than be investigated.

If Rong Zhao hadn't arrived in time to wake her up, her eyes might have been destroyed on the operating table.

At this moment, Fan Yao suddenly fell in love with her eyes, which were ugly but brought her bright and healthy eyes.

"Brother Rong, be careful!" Fan Yao saw a gangster holding a knife, walking around Rong Zhao's back and raising his hand, he was about to cut it off.

Her worry was actually superfluous, before the words finished, Rong Zhao turned around and kicked the man against the wall as if he had eyes behind his back.

This kick was so powerful that the man sat slumped on the ground, bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes became a little loose, and the whole person fell into a state of confusion, which is a manifestation of internal organ damage.

Fan Yao could see a trace of bloodthirsty ferocity in Rong Zhao's eyes, which was different from his usual calm look, but there was an indescribable fit.

Fan Yao turned her head to look at the four people who had been beaten down on the ground, and she couldn't help but miss out. She tried to think about it, if Brother Rong and Team Zhou fought, who would win.

Fortunately, there were only four of them, and they were all beaten to the ground by Rong Zhao. If the opponent adopted the crowd tactics and sent more people, even if they had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult for them to break through.

The elevator was blocked, Rong Zhao took Fan Yao and ran out to the only window at the end of the corridor.

"Dong dong dong~~" A series of chaotic footsteps came from the safety passage next to it, accompanied by the sound of metal knives rubbing against the handrail of the stairs.