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Microbiological testing also requires a time process.

However, because of Zhuo Jun's explanation, all the police officers in the task force office seemed to have seen the dawn of victory in an instant, and they all became high-spirited and energetic. Looking at Zhuo Jun, there was no longer any doubt in their eyes.

Instead, he was full of respect and admiration, secretly praising that he was worthy of being the uncle of Captain Guo, the number one person handling cases in the city bureau. He was so powerful at such a young age!

When Guo Zhengding sent Zhuo Jun and Fang Yi downstairs, even a few police officers couldn't help but follow him.

Zhuo Jun looked around and asked, "By the way, why don't you see Song Qing? I remember that she is also on the task force."

"... She made a small mistake. I asked her to go back and reflect." Guo Zhengding was sweating in his heart. I said, Uncle Master, didn't you ask questions knowingly? Didn't this little comrade just violate the law under your coercion and inducement this afternoon?

Have you violated organizational discipline? Besides, Director Fang is still standing nearby with eager eyes. Why did you come to provoke that impulsive and reckless Song Qing again? Aren't you afraid of the Hedong Lion's Roar and the fire in the backyard?

"Song Qing is a good comrade." Zhuo Jun said with a smile.

"...Yes, my uncle is right. I will call her over immediately when I turn around. There is still a lot of work waiting for her to do." Guo Zhengding heard the song and understood its elegant meaning, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

When the police officers at the back heard this, their expressions immediately tightened. They would never dare to send Comrade Song Qing out to buy drinks, lunch, and take out the trash again!

Knowing that Guo Zhengding must be busy with many follow-up matters, Zhuo Jun did not let him see him off. He and Fang Yi went to the intersection in front of the branch and took a taxi.

In the taxi, Fang Yi only said thank you seriously and said nothing more. She is a relatively deep and reserved person, and she knows that some kindness and some help cannot be repaid by saying a few nice words. These are still

, keep it in mind.

Outside, sporadic light rain slowly began to fall, and the raindrops scattered and shattered on the car windows, flowing quietly and forming a blur.

He closed his eyes and leaned on his seat. Zhuo Jun's heart was not as relaxed and optimistic as Fang Yi's.

Logically speaking, it is concluded that Yu Jiawei's becoming a vegetative state was caused by sugar cane mold. Regardless of whether this was intentional or just an accident, as long as it was not caused by fright, Fang Ke's responsibility is basically cleared. But the strange thing is,

Ever since Zhuo Jun discovered that sugar cane was moldy, the bad premonition in his heart was stronger than before.

He is half a Taoist. Since he was nine years old, he has been following his master to practice the inner alchemy technique passed down by ancestor Chen Tuan. Although he is far from a complete master, he has naturally developed some mysterious connections with heaven that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

, although it is not a real insight, but when faced with dangers, crises and other bad sudden situations, there will always be some abnormal feelings. Therefore, although he is a little unclear about this situation at this moment, he does not feel at all in his heart.

Dare to relax.

The rain was getting heavier. Before I got out of the car, I saw a small black umbrella like a mushroom standing in front of the villa from a distance.

Under the black umbrella, Fang Ke was struggling to hold two other umbrellas in his hands.

"Look, Fang Ke has come out to pick us up!" Fang Yi was a little surprised and couldn't help shouting. Although Fang Ke is not lazy, he is not diligent either. A situation like this has never happened before.

"It seems that after this incident, the little girl has finally grown up." Zhuo Jun nodded and smiled.

Three umbrellas and three people walked on the wet cobblestone path and strolled back to the villa. As soon as they entered, Zhuo Jun and Fang Yi smelled the aroma of food. The two unconsciously glanced at each other, both looking at each other.

I saw doubts and confusion.

Didn't Uncle Fang just take sleeping pills and fall asleep, did he wake up again?

Did my father wake up to cook midnight snack?

"Hehe, you must be hungry." Fang Ke puffed up his cheeks, put away the big black umbrella, and then jumped up and down, shaking off the water stains on his bangs, blinking his dazzling eyes, hehe

He smiled and said, "Hey, I just learned to cook some rice wine and egg drop ball soup. You guys have a try and see if it tastes good..."

"You also cooked soup?" Fang Yi looked in disbelief, and then her heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward and touched Fang Ke's head. Don't be confused because of the fever. Is this still my weird girl?

"Sister--" Fang Ke pouted his mouth and spoke in a long voice. The tone was as clear and crisp as an oriole in an empty valley.

Now, not to mention Fang Yi, even Zhuo Jun, who had always been very nervous, found it difficult to adapt. But he soon felt it. After what happened today, Fang Ke seemed to have really changed a lot after thinking about it.

It seemed that the disguise and shell that covered her before and did not belong to her age suddenly shattered, and a normal little girl who was youthful, exciting, simple and brilliant reappeared in front of everyone.

He quietly pulled Fang Yi, who was still a little stupid, and said with a smile: "Great, I'm hungry now, so I want to try sister Fang Ke's rice wine egg drop ball soup to see if it tastes good."

"That's right. Brother Zhuo, please give me face." Fang Ke smiled sweetly, grabbed Zhuo Jun's arm, and pulled him to sit next to the dining table. Then he pulled Fang Yi to sit next to him, clapped his little hands, and explained.

: "Now, you two, just sit down and taste it. Wait a moment, I will come as soon as I go."

With that said, he turned around and flashed into the kitchen like a jumping elf. After a while, he laboriously brought in a steaming casserole of small meatball soup.

Dividing bowls and ladling soup, Fang Ke insisted on doing it all by herself, her face turned red from exhaustion, and she refused to let Zhuo Jun and Fang Yi help. At this time, her stubborn and strong side was revealed again.

To be honest, the soup is not very tasty, the balls are unevenly kneaded, the eggs are too beaten, too much rice wine is added, and too little sucrose is added...

But as she drank, Fang Yi's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and the corners of her eyes were sparkling. She wiped away the white glutinous rice flour on Fang Ke's nose with her hands with great pity, feeling warm in her heart.

, this is the best rice wine and egg drop ball soup that I have ever tasted in my life. Because, this poor girl who makes me worry, I have finally grown up today!

"Come on, Brother Zhuo, Teacher Zhuo, I'll give you a toast with soup instead of wine."

Fang Ke also sniffed quietly, then waved his hands, picked up the porcelain bowl with both hands, and said boldly, "Thank you for coming all the way to treat me, and thank you for taking me to and from school every day.

Thank you for not caring about my previous naughty and ignorant behavior. Thank you for waking me up by scolding me on the rooftop today. Thank you for holding my nose and drinking two bowls of such terrible rice wine ball soup.

.Be righteous, come and do it."

"Fuck it." Zhuo Jun smiled, raised his bowl proudly, touched it to her in a serious manner, and then the two of them raised their necks together and drank it all in one gulp.

Looking at Fang Yi next to him, he couldn't laugh or cry, but in his heart he seemed to enjoy this atmosphere. It was relaxed, warm and close.

"Now, Brother Zhuo, I just said so many true words with enthusiasm. What do you think, or do you have anything to say?" After finishing the drink, Fang Ke burped exaggeratedly, held his chin in his hands, and raised his head.

He asked with his little head raised.

When she said this, Fang Yi couldn't help but stop holding the spoon in her hand and looked towards Zhuo Jun with a smile, curious about what he would think. Once there was a third person sitting next to her, she felt sick and worried.

The obstacle no longer existed, and she immediately felt more relaxed and casual, and her whole person became elegant and confident again.

"Yeah." Zhuo Jun nodded solemnly, put down the porcelain bowl, and said seriously: "Your parallelism is good."

"..."
Chapter completed!