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  Lin looked for a while, breathing slightly, but his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light. He roughly pushed away the woman beside him and moved far to the other side of the sofa.

  Fourteen seconds later, the closed door was suddenly pushed open!

  To be precise, it was kicked open, and the wooden planks of the door were torn apart in a violent manner.

  This simple and crude method can have a deterrent effect.

  Two police officers with frosty masks rushed in first, a man and a woman. The police behind them held DVs and followed closely: "Don't move! Police are searching the house!"

  Those two women were naturally frightened out of their wits. Fang Lin didn't even lift an eyebrow, picked up a peanut from the tea table and tossed it into his mouth, saying lazily:

  "What's wrong? Is singing a crime?" A female police officer walked up, disgustingly tossing the clothes back to the young woman who was left with only her bra on. She said coldly:

  "Suspected of engaging in prostitution, please show valid identification!"

  Fang Lin said coldly:

  "What's wrong with you? My pants are fine, are you pointing at me?"

  He then looked at the policewoman with disdain:

  "A woman who sees through a bra is also called a lawbreaker, they should go to the swimming pool — no, anyone who has watched the Olympic swimming competition must go to prison."

  ...although dimly lit, the policewoman's face turned pale and then flushed by turns.

  "What's wrong with me?" Fang Lin sneered, "Now is a society ruled by law, we talk about evidence! You have no evidence to prove your accusation, it's a serious crime of false accusation!"

  The policewoman was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She slammed her hand on the table and said:

  "How dare you quibble! Take him away!"

  Fang Lin took a deep breath, he absolutely couldn't go to the police station for investigation, or else it would be exposed! If these three policemen insisted on doing so, Fang Lin wouldn't mind letting them die in the line of duty!

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the doorway, and as soon as he heard this voice, Fang Lin let out a long sigh.

  "What's going on?"

  As soon as the words fell, Hu Hua-hao, dressed in police uniform, walked in with a stern expression. He was originally a man with thick eyebrows and a square face, and when he put on this uniform, his tall and sturdy figure made him look quite handsome. His eyes swept over Fang Lin, slightly startled, before quickly returning to normal.

  "Xiao Wu, come and speak."

  The policewoman seemed to have seen a lifesaver and said:

  "This man is suspected of pimping and obstructing us from performing our official duties."

  Hu Hua Hao looked at the police officer holding the DV, who slightly shook his head, indicating that he hadn't captured anything illegal. Hu Hua Hao walked forward and said seriously:

  "We are on official business, please cooperate, show your ID and undergo a search."

  Fang Lin let out a soft hum, feeling greatly relieved, and directly pulled out his student ID to hand it over. Of course, he wouldn't take out the fake ID to embarrass himself. Hu Hua Hao took a glance at it before returning it to him, then proceeded with a simple search. Still, there were no suspicious points found. To demonstrate fairness, Hu Hua Hao had others conduct another search from head to toe. Fang Lin's only flaw was his identity issue. At this point, such a search was meaningless anyway.

  "No problem. Dismissed." Hu Hua ordered. The policewoman glared at Fang Lin with hatred, but could do nothing about it. She turned around and left, slamming the door shut behind her, but forgot that the lock had been broken and was bounced back, pinching her hand painfully, her lips turning white as she struggled to hold back tears.

  Fang Lin let out a sigh, and with this commotion, what's the mood to play with women? The two misses had also run out early, he saw that the wine they had ordered was not finished yet, so Su continued to pour it slowly. Who knew that in less than ten minutes, the door was pushed open again, and the one who came in was the majestic Hu HuaHao, he furrowed his brow as soon as he arrived:

  "What brings you to a place like this?"

  Fang Lin lazily poured him a cup of wine and pushed it over:

  "What else can you do, just relax."

  Hu Hua Hao let out a cold snort, picked it up and took a sip, immediately spitting it out:

  "Pfft! This watered-down Great Wall dry red is also quite drinkable."

  Fang Lin said lightly:

  "I came here with the intention of drinking water, and drinking this water mixed with wine doesn't go against my original intention."

  Hu Hua Hao was also quite pleased:

  "As long as I can relax and recover soon, it's fine. I still have a task, so I'll leave first."

  As he reached the door, he turned back and frowned:

  "Got money? I don't want to run into you when I'm catching bank robbers."

  Fang Linhua:

  "Come on, come on, if there's no money, they'll definitely put it on their account."

  Hu Hua Hao glared at him angrily, put on his police cap and pulled the door open to leave.

  Fang Lin then called for several more bottles of red wine, and this time no one tried to dilute it with water. When he finished drinking and was about to leave, he was stopped - in a very polite manner.

  "Excuse me, sir, I apologize for the disturbance today. The manager would like to have a word with you."

  Fang Lin slightly furrowed his brow, he could be certain that the apology was fake, but the manager wanting to see him was real. However, for a moment, he couldn't imagine what the reason was. But in this real world, he was no longer the weak and helpless teenager from a few months ago, with a slight smile, he followed up the stairs and walked into a luxuriously decorated office.

  That is a woman.

  If I had to describe it in two words, it would be "deeply moved".

  Being stared at by such a stunning woman with enchanting eyes would make any man's heart skip a beat.

  Fang Lin is of course a man. And still a virgin who has been tortured to the verge of collapse by life and death!

  Fang Lin saw her, and the flames that had been dormant in his heart suddenly rose again. He unconsciously licked his lips, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. With great difficulty, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

  "What's up? Looking for me?"

  The woman smiled and turned around, and it was only then that Fang Lin noticed that the two buttons on her coat were undone, revealing a pale purple bra that accentuated the whiteness of her skin at the chest, and a curvaceous line that extended deep within.

  "I'm Wan Min, just call me Sister Wan, what should I call you?"

  Fang Lin.

  "Mr. Fang seems to be quite familiar with Director Hu?"

  Fang Lin's heart skipped a beat. Although he could be said to be somewhat disoriented at this moment, his rationality remained, and he quickly came to his senses:

  "Did they install cameras in the private rooms?"

  Wan Jie was taken aback and smiled softly:

  "Really clever." Fang Lin only then realized that her lip color was a deep purple-blue, hazy and alluring, with a rich sense of provocation. His eyes swept around, coldly smiling:

  "What I know is not just this. The decoration of this office seems to be a nouveau riche, with Guan Yu's wealth-attracting shrine hanging on the bookshelf next to it, and a gaudy gold ingot on the desk. This does not match a woman's taste at all. Combined with the fact that she is selling silver in the bar, I can confirm that this boss is just nominal, and there is someone else behind the scenes, at most she can be his mistress."

  Wan's face suddenly turned pale, Fang Lin's sharp and extremely delicate gaze fell on the ashtray beside him, and he smiled slightly to add:

  "And she's still an old man's mistress."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is quite special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's mostly smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks quite old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  "This thick layer of ash is all from the same type of cigarette, if I'm not mistaken. This cigarette is very special, it's a type of sun-dried tobacco from southwestern Sichuan, called 'yeziyan' or also known as 'tuyan' or 'hanshuiyan'. It's usually smoked by older people in rural areas, who think it has high nicotine content and a strong kick. The boss looks very old, with a lowly background and even lower taste, but now that he has money, he still can't forget about this stuff."

  Her scars were suddenly exposed, and she looked at the boy's sarcastic gaze, combined with his sharp tone, a fierce anger rose up in her heart, and she shouted loudly:

  "Get out of here!"

  "Unfortunately, I don't want to roll! Don't you know it's very impolite to eavesdrop on others' privacy?"

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