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Tuk-tuk-tuk. Knock on the door.

"Enter."

While speaking, Baopuzi guided the nine postures. Zhuo Jun, who was doing the sixth posture "Snake Bend", stopped and stood up.

The door opened, and Fang Yi stood at the door in a pure black body-shaping sports sweatshirt. The slightly drapey cotton and linen material outlined her tall and graceful figure, making people unable to help but have difficulty breathing. Behind her, the orange color in the corridor

The soft light infects the scene, forming a perfect filling within the field of vision. The whole feeling is like a quiet and beautiful oil painting.

"Is something wrong?" Zhuo Jun's eyes flashed with appreciation, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and asked.

"Yes. It's Fang Ke... She hasn't eaten or spoken since she came back. She seems to be more... listening to you. Can you help me persuade her?" Fang Yi pursed her lower lip and secretly clenched her fists.

Pretending to be relaxed.

The man in front of her gave her such a strange feeling. From the first day they met, he had been constantly destroying her fixed understanding of him. Whenever she felt, oh, he should be like this.

When she is alone, she will soon be overturned even more. She will feel more and more mysterious and powerful. She laughs and laughs all day long, but there seems to be nothing that can be difficult to get him.

Just like today, she and her father Fang Zhengyuan had both exhausted their saliva, but Fang Ke was getting more and more excited. However, he rushed up to her and yelled at her, even using foul language, but Fang Ke was able to follow him.

Mo Zheng didn't cry or make a fuss, and followed him down obediently. To this day, she still can't understand this matter.

Moreover, not only did he have a close relationship with Captain Guo of the Municipal Bureau’s Criminal Police Detachment, but he casually picked up a beautiful female police officer today. Although she was not part of the system, she could probably guess what Song Qing said to them today.

With those words, how much risk did he take?

In this way, it seems that I have been looking at him with a colored eye and misunderstanding him, but he, calmly, is always providing help.

Therefore, she now has no idea what kind of emotions and mentality to use to face him. Coupled with the inherent mental illness, except at work, she has no way to communicate with strange men alone normally.

It took me a lot of courage to stand here. I took a deep breath three or four times, and kept reminding myself that my tone should be gentle, my attitude should be kind, and I shouldn't be cold anymore.

Zhuo Jun nodded, said nothing, simply walked to the door, picked up his coat and put it on himself.

"Well, what you said today, about Fang Ke's legs..." Fang Yi bit her lower lip and asked in a low voice, twisting her hands together nervously. At this moment, she felt that she was extremely weak, but she couldn't help it

, the dual physical and psychological reactions caused by years of mental illness cannot be adjusted in a short time.

"Ah, you're talking about this." Zhuo Jun shook his head seriously, "This is basically impossible."

It turns out that he was just telling a white lie out of desperation, and he was helpless about Fang Ke's illness!

When Fang Yi's face was full of disappointment, Zhuo Jun was already standing in front of her, taking a close look at her perfect long legs with admiring eyes, and chuckled: "There is no problem in turning her into a normal girl.

However, it is impossible for her legs to be longer than yours and more beautiful than yours. Just like, a test paper only has a full score of 100 points. No matter how hard she works, she cannot get 101 points..."

Before Zhuo Jun finished speaking, Fang Yi let out a light sigh and hurried away like a rabbit that had been hit by an arrow.

After a while, Zhuo Jun looked away from her graceful back, and came to a very firm conclusion in his heart, this woman is sick!

Very serious, heart disease!

Fang Ke's bedroom door was open, and the little girl who rarely calmed down looked like an exquisite Barbie doll, curling up on the balcony with her knees in her arms, looking out the window in ecstasy, her hair disheveled, and the expression on her face could not be seen clearly.

After Zhuo Jun came in, he walked over and adjusted the lights in the bedroom. Then he sat, stood, or walked, flipped through books, turned on the computer, smelled the flowers on the balcony, and tapped on the wall when he was bored... as leisurely as

It was as if he was in his own bedroom, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The seven methods of maintaining health are regulating the mind, breathing in and out, guiding, feeding, preserving essence, fumigation and natural feeding.

The easiest thing to learn is mind-tuning, and the hardest thing to master is mind-tuning.

What Zhuo Jun was using at this time was the "Yun Shen Yun Dynasty" which was two levels more difficult than "Tune Shen Zhenyin". In a fixed space, through some actions, a certain sound was created to form a specific rhythm and rhythm.

The sense of rhythm can effectively guide the mind and attention of the target, so that the target can be completely separated from the original strong thinking mode and illusory picture, and will not be able to enter again in a short period of time.

Sure enough, just seven or eight minutes later, Fang Ke's tightly curled up state turned into sitting against the wall, with his hands naturally hanging on his legs.

Zhuo Jun felt relieved and was about to turn around and leave when his cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and looked at the number. A smile appeared on his lips. The call was quite timely.

"Hey, Uncle Master, it's me, Zheng Ding. Are you asleep now? There is a situation that I would like to ask you for advice."

"I'll wait at the gate of the community. Come pick me up."

Zhuo Jun had already heard from Fang Zhengyuan and Fang Yi that the general leader of the municipal investigation team this time was Executive Deputy Mayor Huo Yaoxiang, and the head of the task force under the investigation team was Guo Zhengding. It can be seen that this matter was between the province and the city.

How much attention does the superior leader take? However, due to his current position, he is obviously entangled with the party involved, so it is not easy to contact them proactively. He has a good impression of these two people and does not want to make it difficult for them. Originally, he

He wanted to wait and see what would happen, but he couldn't watch anymore. He couldn't just watch them arbitrarily designate Fang Ke as a suspect who intentionally caused serious injury to others.

So after listening to what Song Qing said today, he deliberately released a large satellite. The purpose was to use Song Qing's message to make Guo Zhengding unable to bear it, take the initiative to ask for help, and actively invite him to participate in the investigation.

In fact, after his last long-distance observation in the hospital, although he found some problems, it was not enough to overturn Fang Ke's suspicion. But there is no problem. The important thing is to participate. As long as he can participate, with his ability,

The truth will definitely come to light.

When he walked to the door and was about to go out, Fang Ke suddenly turned around, his elf-like eyes shining with hope like fire, and asked urgently: "Brother Zhuo, what you said on the roof today, I

legs..."

Legs, legs, legs! Legs again! The older one asked just now, and now the younger one asked again, is this all a woman wants to do all day long?

My child, you are about to be sent to court. Everyone over there has become a vegetative state, but you are still here caring about your legs! Isn’t that ridiculous? Occasionally, let’s have a little pursuit, okay?

However, it was a shame to complain. Thinking of the scene in the afternoon, I thought that this child was a poor person, so I stopped irritating her, turned sideways, faced her, and nodded heavily.

With a whoosh, the elf sitting sideways on the balcony seemed to be filled with infinite power in an instant. He jumped down and rushed towards the food on the table with murderous intent...

Going down to the first floor, Fang Yi was curling up her delicate feet and reading a magazine on the sofa in the living room. When she saw Zhuo Jun coming down, her expression tightened unconsciously, and her shiny toes painted with purple red dandelion quickly retracted, and her whole body

His relaxed body stiffened subconsciously, pursed his lips, and looked at Zhuo Jun.

"Where's Uncle Fang?" Zhuo Jun stopped and asked.

"My dad is not in good spirits. I just gave him a sleeping pill and he has already fallen asleep. What's going on? Are you ready to go out?" Fang Yi asked softly.
Chapter completed!