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If according to the standard routine of film and television dramas, the male and female protagonists sleep in the same bed on the first day, even if they are really mentally ill and nothing happens, then there will be no need to add a scene of a lively fire the next morning.
  But Fang Ning and Lu Lingyou still didn't.
  She still remembered that Lu Ling was not very light when he swam in the morning. He went for a run, took a shower and bought breakfast. When he came back to call her, she opened her eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was not yet seven o'clock.
  He picked her up from the bed, held her chin and drank half a glass of water, but she still felt low.
  "I made your cat cry so hard in bed yesterday that her throat must have become hoarse.
  Those who didn’t know thought I had done something to you.
  Go on to sleep, I'll leave first.
  The spare key is in the drawer of the entrance cabinet."

Fang Ning rubbed his eyes drowsily, but his throat still felt uncomfortable.
  "How generous of you to just give me the key to your home."

Lu Lingyou sat by the bed, holding his watch and holding an unlit cigarette.
  "There is nothing valuable in the house, and labor is so expensive. Even if you go back and forth to find someone to move it, you may not be able to get it right.
  Besides, I don’t often see people going from old neighborhoods to big villas to buy second-hand goods.”

Fang Ning just sat there with his eyes closed, having a silly time.
  "I have a criminal record. Don't you know that I took your things?"

Lu Lingyou's expression was not very surprised.
  "You mean the little J/knife on the wall."

Fang Ning finally opened his glued eyes.
  “I thought about getting something as a souvenir, but I looked over and over for several times and still didn’t know what to get.
  At that time, you were so poor that you didn’t even need to set off firecrackers during the New Year.
  I can't pick something too valuable.
  Besides, do you have anything valuable?"

Lu Lingyou raised the corners of his mouth and straightened the cuffs of his shirt.
  "Everything has been taken away, and you are still talking to me about your conscience."

Fang Ning continued to have fun and sighed.
  "Just grab some clothes, I really have nothing to do to make myself miserable.
  Control D/Gu, how could I be allowed to take it on the plane? I was stopped during the security check.
  Fortunately, it has not been sharpened. At least it is agreed that I can stay and deal with it by myself, but I cannot take it away."

Lu Lingyou reached out and handed her the remaining half glass of water.
  "Drink them all.
  and after."

"Later, I stored it in a locker at the airport, and spent a lot of money before asking someone to send it by courier."

Lu Lingyou gave her a vague glance.
  "What about D, where is he now?"

"It's a pity. I don't know if I lost it when I moved or when I lost it.
  I remember you said that it was something you kept with you for self-defense when you were a child."

She raised her head and drank all the water in the glass, then wiped her mouth.
  "What are you looking at me for?"

Lu Lingyou shook his head, and there was something else in his eyes, but it was hard to tell what it was.
  "I think there's something wrong with your brain."

Fang Ning got into bed again and covered her little head. She stretched out only one arm and waved towards him.
  "You go, I'll leave by myself in a while, and I promise to restore you to the way you were before.
  That’s right.”

She thought of something and suddenly poked her head out of the quilt again.
  "My car keys are in my bag, you can drive away in my car.
  Wasn't your car parked at the city bureau yesterday and you didn't drive it back?"

At this time, Lu Lingyou had already stood up and walked out the door without looking back after hearing this.
  "No, I'll ride a shared bicycle."

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Forget it, just ride if you feel tired. Anyway, it’s not like using her legs for more than ten kilometers.
  After Lu Ling left, Fang Ning couldn't sleep anymore.
  He rolled back and forth twice in bed.
  I really didn't pay much attention to it before, everyone seems to have their own unique flavor.
  So does Lu Lingyou.
  Fang Ning buried herself into his pillow and sniffed hard.
  It was just the ordinary soap scent from the supermarket mixed with the smell of the tobacco he usually smoked.
  There are more people using this popular and affordable soap, and more people are smoking his cigarettes.
  But it's strange, she can smell the difference, and there is an inexplicable special feeling when she lifts her nose.
  Sighed lightly.
  Half of the reason why she didn't get up was because she really didn't wake up.
  But the biggest reason is that I am really embarrassed to go out with Lu Lingyou and escort each other to work.
  Yesterday, the demon got a little aggressive and almost couldn't contain it.
  But it's exactly what he said before.
  Now Lu Lingyou is not so easy to fool.
  Fang Ning was lying in bed, feeling depressed, when her cell phone buzzed.
  It’s Jiang Moyu from across the ocean.
  As soon as I picked up the phone, the person on the other end was still cursing to himself.
  "I beg you, brother, I made these clothes for my personal exhibition.
  It’s not for you to wear it and attract big/strong/one-size-fits-all men in the spotlight.
  Can you show off your posture a little more? Open your big Kazilan eyes and take a good look. The whole show is of your model, not a single..."

Fang Ning took the phone further away, and listened to her curse in a circle. Finally, she remembered that she was still on the phone, and then gave her a few hellos.
  "You're here so late at night, why are you so angry?"

Jiang Moyu cleared her smoky throat.
  "I'm going to be so angry. Can you believe it? He wants to hold a solo exhibition at the same time as me."

Fang Ning had vaguely heard this name a few times, and was somewhat impressed.
  "Then what."

"Damn it, she poached half of the models I ordered before.
  Now that I have found these things temporarily, I am so impressed."

Fang Ning sat up, took the water glass and went out to the living room to get water.
  "Sister, if you're in Paris, France, if you just turn around and knock down two people on the street, you might find a supermodel.
  Are you still worried about this?"

"No, didn't I tell you that there are a lot of Chinese-style things in my solo exhibition this time.
  Just for these oriental faces, I carefully selected them for more than a month before settling on them. Two of them I brought over from China also ran away.
  Supermodels are everywhere here, but you have seen a few Asian faces.
  It turns out that this bitch not only promised to help pay liquidated damages to poach people away, but she also specially organized a theme with me.
  Damn it, when it’s all over, I have to tear her mouth apart.”

Fang Ning probably understood that the problem was indeed quite difficult.
  "It seems that someone around you has leaked the theme of the exhibition.
  But that’s all for later, what should we do now?”

Jiang Moyu took two deep breaths.
  "If you ask me, Mercury is retrograde and everything is not going well.
  I was quite satisfied with a few of the people on the list that were originally eliminated, but at the time there were enough people so I didn’t think much about it.
  As a result, I left my iPad at your house again.
  The list, phone number, and photos are all in there."

Now it was Fang Ning's turn to be embarrassed.
  "Go and look for it in my room. I guess it fell into the cracks of the mattress or behind the sofa.
  I just put it away without noticing it."

Seeing that Fang Ning didn't say anything for a long time, Jiang Moyu was stunned.
  "What's wrong?
  Don't tell me you're not at home this morning?
  You're not the one who gets up early. It's only half past seven.
  No, wait."

Jiang Moyu paused as she stepped on her high heels.
  "wrong.
  Fang Ning, you have something to hide from me.
  you.."

She thought for three seconds.
  "You didn't go back at all at night, right?
  I sent a WeChat message to Zhao Yue yesterday and she said it was rare to get off work early and it couldn't be that the city bureau asked you to work overtime.
  Damn it!"

Her loud voice was so loud that Fang Ning could even hear the echo floating in the sky behind her in the venue.
  "You stayed up all night, and you were traveling in Luling?
  You are not the type to sleep out casually. You didn't work overtime or go on a business trip, but you didn't go home.
  Damn it, Fang Ning.” Fang Ning almost suffered brain congestion from her shouting.
  "Sister, aren't you anxious for your iPad?
  I'll go back and find it for you."

Another voice.
  "Stop, stop here.
  Fang Ning, don't move.
  Just wait until I find a quiet place to talk to you."

The quiet place she was talking about was the cubicle in the bathroom.
  "Jiang Moyu, do you still have priorities?
  You just want to gossip, it’s not too late to settle the model issue first.”

Jiang Moyu lit a cigarette in the cubicle.
  She rarely smokes, but every time she holds an exhibition or creates something, she will smoke two if she is under great pressure.
  “Fuck the show, fuck the models.
  Fang Ning, nothing is more important than your happiness and my gossip.
  Breaking the XX exhibition, I will take care of you when you are in a good mood. If you are in a bad mood, you will be played by me.
  Now you tell me honestly and don't talk about useless things."

Fang Ning sat at the dining table and drank two large glasses of water before briefly and quickly giving an overview of yesterday.
  "Can you say that again."

Fang Ning rolled his eyes.
  "Have you lost your mind on the catwalk?"

There was silence for about three seconds.
  "I said you two were both sick, and I was damn right.
  You two have taken off your pants, are you really willing to just sleep?
  It’s like this, doesn’t he have anything to say? Respond///respond?”

Fang Ning was helpless.
  "Sister, you don't need to ask such details. You are shameless and I still want to ask."

Jiang Moyu automatically blocked her polite refusal.
  "Then there is.
  Damn, this is too much
  No, you can't do this.
  How about I cancel the exhibition and buy a plane ticket to go back and give you two a brainwashing lesson on "how to get rid of the pure love God of War persona"?"

Fang Ning couldn't laugh or cry.
  "No, don't be impulsive."

If others were just saying this out of anger, then this girl Jiang Moyu could definitely do such an earth-shattering thing.
  "The invitations have been sent out. What's the point of not doing anything now? I won't be able to work in the industry in the future.
  If you talk about that and so on, I won’t make fun of you to death in the future.”

Jiang Moyu thought twice in her mind.
  "That's true, I can't let her be proud of myself.
  I have to think about how to treat her and give her a great deal of glory before returning home in triumph."

Fang Ning quickly got off the donkey along the slope.
  "now it's right.
  I’ll go back and find your iPad right now, and I’ll send it to you shortly.”

She opened the bathroom door to look for the skirt that she had thrown into the washing machine to dry yesterday, and found that it had been taken out and neatly stacked on the cabinet.
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"What's wrong?"

Jiang Moyu heard that she remained silent for a long time.
  "Yes, I still want to ask you.
  Were you prepared to go to Lu Lingyou's house to check in, or did you just go with him on an impromptu basis?
  I don’t think your reaction was prepared in advance, so it’s the latter.”

Jiang Moyu laughed evilly twice.
  "It's a lot more exciting than getting ready.
  I imagine that you followed him back home weakly yesterday. Because you didn't prepare anything for the night, you wore his white shirt, which was empty and still exuded the fragrance of his shower gel.
  Then"

Fang Ning glanced at the shirt she was wearing and quickly interrupted her fantasy.
  "You must have read too many Ba Boss novels.
  I didn't wear anything. I washed my underwear and dried it with a hair dryer.
  Also, Lu Lingyou doesn’t need shower gel.”

Bah.
  Fang Ning really wanted to slap herself in the face and almost let Jiang Moyu get into trouble.
  "Stop talking and hang up. I'll be home in about half an hour."

Jiang Moyu laughed so hard in the cubicle.
  "Okay, just pretend.
  I'll interrogate you properly when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ning sighed helplessly.
  Then she quickly changed into her clothes, briefly cleaned up the mess she had made, and hurriedly fled the battlefield.
  When passing by the entrance hall, I opened the cabinet drawer and saw Lu Lingyou's spare key at a glance.
  Fang Ning smiled faintly, closed the drawer and turned to leave.
  Lu Lingyou did go to the city bureau on a shared bicycle. He handled some case matters and then rushed to the airport to pick up people.
  Song Sen's flight landed on time at [-]:[-], and Lu Lingyou saw three people walking side by side when they were far away.
  Wang Zhao also came.
  Although his face has not returned to the rosy color it was before the injury, and he has lost a lot of weight, he seems to be recovering well.
  As soon as he walked in, Wang Zhao punched Lu Lingyou in the chest.
  "Song Sen said you came to the hospital several times and I fell asleep, but you didn't wake me up."

Lu Lingyou smiled and patted his shoulder, then turned to meet Liao Ju's gaze.
  "Liao Ju."

Bureau Liao nodded.
  "Aren't you getting stronger again? We haven't seen each other for many years.
  I thought I could see you at the National Commendation Conference before, but it turned out that Lao Fang took the stage for you."

Lu Lingyou smiled sheepishly.
  "The case has been delayed.
  Let’s go, let’s talk on the way.”

After returning to the car, Lu Lingyou looked at Wang Zhao through the rearview mirror.
  "Have you recovered? Just go back to the team."

Song Sen, the co-pilot, curled his lips.
  "I couldn't stop him. Before the doctor could discharge him, he started to sneak out every day."

Wang Zhao smiled silly.
  "We are not the ones who can take time off.
  And I do have something urgent when I come here this time."

Song Sen nodded and looked at Lu Lingyou again.
  "You should also have seen the latest incomplete statistics transmitted yesterday. The total number is shocking.
  Not to mention me, even experienced criminal policemen like Bureau Liao and Bureau Fang have never seen such a scale of crime.
  We can save very few of them, and even find their remains, which is less than [-]% of the total number.
  And now the excavation work in various places is basically nearing completion.
  It’s like reaching a bottleneck again.”

Lu Lingyou lit a cigarette.
  “We have dug everything we should dig here.
  Not many of the exhumed remains of the deceased have been subjected to DNA comparison with the family members of the person who reported the crime to confirm their identity.
  Some data may need to be sent to the joint task force for nationwide search.
  But as you said, according to the existing data, the total number of people with a basis for comparison is certain.
  The remains of the rest could not even be found.
  It’s really difficult to handle.”