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  Fang Lin slept soundly until the afternoon of the second day, and the noise of passersby and cars outside couldn't disturb him at all. The small eatery next door had already called out two large bowls of wontons.

  This small eatery looks extremely small and dirty, but when passing by, Fang Lin caught a whiff of the smell of burning wood. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the owner was actually using wood as fuel. Feeling curious, he sat down and ordered a bowl of wontons. Before long, the bowl arrived with bright red chili oil sprinkled on top of green scallions, and after adding some pepper powder himself, it truly smelled savory to the bone. The soup was thick and flavorful, and genuine value for money. He also saw that in the pot where they were cooking noodles and wontons, there were also a few large bones being simmered, and suddenly understood why the flavor was so good.

  After finishing two bowls of wontons, Fang Lin felt his mind clear and refreshed, his body in a state he had never experienced before. He washed his face at the faucet nearby and walked back to school with big strides. In the dormitory, Liu Wei was lying on his bed reading a book. As soon as he saw Fang Lin, he got up from the bed and smiled, saying "Honestly, where did you go last night?"

  Fang Lin smiled and said:

  "I went to propose to Miss Piao but ended up giving her to the boss instead."

  Liu Wei smiled slightly, but of course he didn't believe it, and he said again:

  "Has Xiao Zi offended Hu Jia again? She came looking for him this afternoon and, not seeing him, left a phone number to call back."

  Fang Lin was slightly surprised, went out to take a cold shower, changed into clean clothes and then took the phone number over. As soon as he connected the call on the public phone downstairs, it was Hu Hua's voice:

  "Hey, why are you calling now?"

  Fang Lin smiled and said:

  "What's going on? Has my case been exposed?"

  Hu Hua Hao said impatiently:

  "Who cares about that? Yesterday night when I was gathering the troops, we ran into some tough trouble. Damn it, two of my brothers died!"

  Fang Lin was slightly startled and said:

  "Can someone kill under the eyelids?"

  Hu Hua Hao said with hatred:

  "We have each other's people inside, but we haven't caught a single one alive."

  Fang Lin's thinking had always been quick-witted and he immediately reacted swiftly:

  "So you want me to help? Hey, old Hu, I'm not lying, I'm really a wanted criminal. Go check the records, my name is Fang Lin, Double Wood Lin, not that Ling."

  Hu Hua Hao finally believed it this time and scolded with a frown:

  "What kind of evil deed did this young kid commit, and yet he's already been wanted by the country at such a young age?"

  Fang Lin smiled wryly and recounted his experiences in detail. Hu Hua Hao listened quietly, and with his many years of experience in criminal investigation, he could tell the truth from falsehood at once. Moreover, given their relationship, Fang Lin had no need to lie. In the end, Old Hu angrily said:

  "How could he have killed six people?"

  Fang Lin: "......=_="

  "Alright, I'll bring over the case files and have a look. Help me review them. I'm going to go get a new ID card made right away. By the way, I took a glance at the wanted poster, my current appearance has changed quite a bit, it should be unrecognizable now."

  Old Hu said with great satisfaction.

  Lin was delighted and with Old Hu's help, his identity problem was solved. He was in high spirits and couldn't not help, so he hailed a car and rushed over.

  After arriving, Hu Hua Hao had been waiting in his police car. He brought out all the materials related to the case and handed them over to Fang Lin. After flipping through them for a while, Fang Lin quickly found some suspicious points and proposed two countermeasures that were very targeted.

  This doesn't mean that Fang Lin's wisdom surpasses the entire police station, but rather, his perspective on considering problems is entirely from the criminal's point of view, thus directly approaching reality. Many things that police officers can't think of or dare not to think of have been thoroughly considered by Fang Lin.

  So the next thing can only be described as a swift and decisive victory. Fang Lin made the suggestion at 4 pm, and within two short hours, under the personal leadership of Director Hu, a notorious and deeply entrenched black society gang in this city was eradicated root and branch. The gang's leader, "Old Jiang Yu", was a man in his fifties with a slippery character, who although appeared calm when being taken away, had hands that were already trembling, and when trying to light the leaves of tobacco in his jade pipe, failed three times, spilling ash all over the floor.

  Here is the translation:

  Afterwards, Huahao didn't participate in the interrogation procedures. He was really tired and went to the street to buy some cooked food and beer. He brought Fanglin back home, planning to have a good drink and chat. In fact, Huahao had been wandering in the dream world for two years, and his heart was also under great pressure, suppressing many past events. It was impossible to talk about them in that treacherous place, and even if he wanted to, there was no one to talk to after returning to reality. So, they took off their outer clothes, opened the dishes they had bought, including cold braised pig ears and fried peanuts, and started drinking happily on the tea table.

  Two people were drinking with flushed faces and ears, recounting some past experiences that reached a climax when the anti-theft door suddenly opened. A slender figure with an unpleasant expression opened the anti-theft door, who was none other than Hu Jia, looking rather haggard.

  She stared at the two people who were drinking enthusiastically, and they also stared back at her in shock. For a moment, they just stared at each other, both frozen in place.

  The first to move was Fang Lin, who really felt that if he didn't say something, the atmosphere would be too awkward. He stood up and smiled:

  "Hu Xuejie is back! Have you eaten? Come sit down..."

  But Hu Hua suddenly let out a loud cry, as if the flesh on his body had been cut off, and rushed up to press down on Hu Jia's shoulder, saying tensely:

  "Jiajia! Did you hear anything?"

  Fang Lin immediately understood his concern, once Hu Jia heard the information about the nightmare world, one of the two must die! However, the probability of such a cruel thing happening is too small. The anti-theft door at home of the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau has good sound insulation effects. Moreover, when Hu Jia entered the house just now, Fang Lin, although having 5 or 6 parts of intoxication, clearly remembered that the two were arguing about whether the red oil ear silk was spicy or not spicy. So Old Hu is just being overly concerned.

  After getting a puzzled Hu Jia's affirmative reply of "I didn't hear anything", Old Hu, with a heart full of relief, immediately cleared his throat and put on the airs of a stern father:

  "How come you're back so late?"

  Hu Jia glared at his father with great dissatisfaction. He seemed to want to retort, but didn't dare, and suddenly saw Fang Lin leaning back in his chair, eating peanuts with a look of ease. Suddenly, he rushed over, tapped the table with chopsticks, and stared at him with wide eyes:

  "Didn't you say you weren't coming? You hypocrite!"

  Fang Lin said in shock:

  "What's wrong?"

  Hujia puffed out and said:

  "You turned around and left with a huff yesterday, now how dare you show up at my place with a straight face?"

  Before his eyes, Hu Jia's lotus-pink face was as clear as water, and Fang Lin smelled the faint fragrance on her body. His mind was dazed for a moment, and he hurriedly whispered:

  "Who invited me?"

  Hu Jia's anger caused her eyebrows to invert, and she directly reached out to grab Fang Lin's ear, shouting:

  "Yesterday afternoon I invited! Dare to say no again!"

  Fang Lin suddenly remembered that in reality, yesterday was actually a full nine days after the dream world. In his own feeling, it had been a very long time, but for Hu Jia, it was indeed just yesterday's matter. Hu Jia did mention this to him, and he was immediately at a loss for words.

  But this awkward situation didn't last long, Hu Hua's eyes widened and he thought to himself that Jiajia had indeed been messed with by this kid, even if she didn't look pregnant, there must be some ambiguous relationship between them that couldn't be explained clearly. His wife used to do the same thing before, his eyes were about to spit out fire as he roared:

  "Jiajia, what's wrong!"

  Hu Jia was just about to turn Fang Lin's ears 180 degrees to vent his anger, but when he saw his old man speak up, he finally let go with a huff and said:

  "I'm hungry!"

  "Hungry? There's rice in the electric cooker! Hurry up and scoop some out to eat, then go back to your room to practice piano!" Hu Hua Hao said sternly, unwilling for Fang Lin and his daughter to have more contact, of course he had to eliminate any opportunities for them to be together.

  Hu Jia bit her lip and turned away to eat her rice, but Fang Lin couldn't help but scold:

  "This educational approach is wrong, Chikowski once said that the primary condition for education is communication... ( omitted 1000 words ) ... The child sees it like a mouse seeing a cat, this family atmosphere is very bad for the child's growth."

  Hu Hua Hao was already familiar with Fang Lin's abilities in the Dreamspace, and he was also impressed by his quoting of classics and his title as a renowned educator from abroad. He couldn't help but feel inferior when it came to his daughter's growth, and he spoke in a conciliatory tone:

  "What should be done then?"

  Who would have thought that Hu Jia had just come out of the kitchen and heard the five words "the mouse saw the cat", immediately walked to Fang Lin's side and stared at him.

  "Who said I'm a mouse?"

  Fang Lin immediately turned into a "mouse", obediently holding a beer and stuffing his mouth, not making a sound. Hu Jia hummed in satisfaction, pulled over a chair, picked up a rather cute small bowl with a smile in her eyes and started eating. The more Old Hu looked, the more suffocated he felt, shouting:

  "Jia Jia come sit over here!"

  Hu Jia glanced at his father and was about to stand up when Fang Lin frowned and said:

  "Can Old Hu keep his voice down a bit? The people downstairs can hear him."

  Hú Huá Hào thought for a moment and felt that the previous voice was indeed louder, but he didn't think much of it. However, Hú Jiā immediately tapped Fāng Lín with the head of her chopsticks and scolded:

  "How can you call my dad Old Hu!"

  Fang Lin: "......"

  The three of them spent a whole hour eating in an awkward atmosphere, although Hu Jia's return was ill-timed, but at least the pent-up emotions in Old Hu's heart were released by more than half, and his drinking capacity was actually not good, the power of three bottles of beer surged up quickly, soon turning this middle-aged man's fake sleep into a thunderous snore.

  Hujia quietly and quickly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, trying not to make any noise. As she wiped the table, she gazed at her father's face with clear features, warmth flashing in her eyes, a strand of black hair hanging down from her forehead, she reached out to gently tuck it back, the black hair framing her snow-white neck, exuding an inexplicable temptation. Fang Lin beside her saw this and felt a surge of heat in his heart, hastily shifting his gaze away, not daring to look again.

  Hu Jia walked in with a tray, washing it with a clatter, suddenly let out a sharp cry, followed by the clear sound of broken plates and bowls. Fang Lin immediately jumped up from the sofa and rushed in, only to see Hu Jia sitting on the floor with tears streaming down her face, her clothes soaked through, and several broken plate fragments scattered around her.

  On a hot day, the girl's skirt was originally very thin, and after being splashed with water, it became even more transparent. The youthful body of Hu Jia was vaguely visible, exuding an irresistible temptation. Fang Lin's gaze greedily swept over her, his breathing immediately becoming heavy. Just as he realized that Hu Jia was about to turn around, he hastily changed his expression into a smile:

  "This clumsy guy, ran into a cockroach?"

  Hujia's tearful expression suddenly turned fierce, her eyes blazing with anger as she shouted:

  "I'm afraid of cockroaches, it's slippery on the ground!"

  Fang Lin sighed inwardly, trying not to look at the plump and trembling temptation on Hu Jia's body, but precisely because of this, when he reached out to help the girl up, he accidentally touched something he shouldn't have! Hu Jia let out a sharp cry, grabbed the nearby brush and frantically and shyly hit him with it. Fang Lin hastily defended himself, finally fleeing in disarray, but the slippery and elastic sensation on his fingertips lingered deeply in his senses.

  In the following days, Fang Lin continued to play truant and under Hu Hua's strict training, quietly improved his physical fitness. At night, during the part-time job at the hot pot restaurant, he had to take care of his body's rest.

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