With a cup of tea, Fang Jun looked at Alan who was sitting silently on the sofa, "I'm sorry, I thought I could help you, but I didn't expect that the effect this time is not good, but with a map, it is good to at least confirm the direction first."

"I'm not very disappointed, I'm just a little surprised, why Dad Wangfu and Aunt Gen want to lie to me."

Alan sighed, brushed his hair, and leaned on the sofa, "I'm in such a mess by now, I don't know which one is real and which one is fake, how I wish each one was Fake, how nice it would be if I was just an ordinary person."

Fang Jun looked at Alan's gloomy look, and he felt unhappy, "Many things have their own determinants. Maybe they lied to you to prevent you from having any psychological shadows since childhood. These are all the results of their consideration for you."

"When are we going back?" Alan asked after turning a page.

"I took something tomorrow, let's see if I go back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Alan frowned tightly, "So early?"

"It's nothing serious here." Fang Jun walked to the bar and poured a cup of coffee. Hearing Alan's excited reaction, he was a bit unexpected. He looked back at Alan's expression, "What's wrong?"

"Oh...no, it's nothing. I just thought that my friend who saw my mother was about to leave. I really feel a little bit reluctant."

Fang Jun walked over, handed the coffee to Alan's hand, and put his arm around Alan's shoulder, "Okay, don't think too much, I believe we will find a way for you to go home and fulfill your long-cherished wish, trust me. "

Alan didn't answer or deny, but quietly stretched out his hand and pushed the arm around his shoulder, got up, and said weakly, "Well, I understand what you mean, Brother Fang, I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest."

Although the relationship between the two has been established as boyfriend and girlfriend, Fang Jun is even more conservative than Alan in terms of gender. At the beginning, Alan proposed to live in the same room, but Fang Jun disagreed. Do not sleep in separate rooms.

Fang Jun is obsessed with love and cleanliness. Although this sounds like a good persistence, when you think about it carefully, it is not a good way to fall in love.

Watching Alan leave the room, Fang Jun felt all sorts of feelings in his heart, turned on the computer, and looked at the messages on the computer in boredom.

Because of the Internet, the first thing I saw when I opened the page was the homepage of Chongqing Dayu, and a huge title on the homepage deeply attracted Fang Jun's attention.

Red high-heeled shoes reappear in Yudu, and legends of ghosts in the old streets are endless.

Open it, it is the serial murder case that Hou Yong mentioned to him yesterday.

"It seems that this case is already full of storms," ​​Fang Jun muttered, watching every word in the news attentively.

As a policeman, Fang Jun is well aware of the pressure on the police when such news becomes the headlines.

Fang Jun followed the vine and found the news from the previous few times. It seems that this case really involved a lot of messy things, but the main content in the news has a lot in common, and among them, the red high-heeled shoes As for the clue, Fang Jun clearly remembered that Hou Yong never mentioned it to him.

It seems that the case is not simple.

Seeing Xing Xing, the phone rang. Fang Jun picked it up and looked at it, saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao Cao is here.

It's Hou Yong.

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