Don't Pinch The Tip Of My Tail

The evidence was complete, and Chu Yanzhou mentally accused the black market man of fraud.

In the past, the next step would have been to appease the victim and promise to help him recover the stolen money within a few days.

But the current situation is a bit special.

Not only had Chu Yanzhou confessed his identity to Jian Chen just now, but he was now sitting with others at a roadside stall eating stir-fried stir-fries. One of his two colleagues who had returned from arresting someone was wearing an apron and being held down cooking at the back, and another wandered over with a kettle, looking like he was here to record testimony.

The strangest thing was that the victim sitting next to him not only did not question or accuse him, but was very cooperative and proactive in taking out his cell phone, turned around and described the previous events to Song Qing in great detail.

"He really said that there was someone in his bureau, and he came out just after saying hello," Jian Chen said angrily, "he is extremely arrogant. I despise people like him the most."

"He defrauded me of money and said that Chu Yanzhou had beaten him before... so he should be beaten! I almost wanted to beat him! I also wanted to say hello and send him in!"

Looking at Jian Chen who started to get excited again while talking, Song Qing rolled his eyes. After carefully recording it, he habitually tried to calm down his emotions. However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his team leader's depressed expression, and he paused. After a pause, he lowered his tone and said to Jian Chen, "okay."

"If there are other matters, you can report to our team leader at any time," he gestured to Chu Yanzhou, "he is much more reliable than us."

"There is also compensation, I think he will solve it too." Song Qing said with a smile.

Jian Chen nodded obediently, and when he turned around, he saw Chu Yanzhou withdrawing his eyes thoughtfully, and then nodded: "Yes."

Not sure what kind of riddle they were playing, Jian Chen said goodbye to Song Qing after the report. Looking at his back as he turned and left after washing his hands, the young man sighed in a low voice: "He is so busy."

"I'm not busy. I sit in the office all year round. At most, I go to the interrogation room to trick others." Chu Yanzhou lowered his eyes, "unlike me, there is no place for me in the office."

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The little monster who smelled the familiar smell of tea was even more frightened than Jian Chen. They raised their heads and looked at the man who started to make tea skillfully again. They folded their ears and began to turn their heads, and one by one they moved towards Jian Chen's arms.

In a hurry, she hugged them all in her arms. Jian Chen took out a napkin and wiped their paws. She smiled and said, "Chu Yanzhou, why are you so childish."

"Where is the current leader of the special task force of the Monster Bureau?" He tilted his head and asked with a smile, "why is there no room for you in the office?"

Chu Yanzhou had been observing Jian Chen during this period, and now he felt a little relieved when he saw that his tone did not seem to be deliberately pretending.

"I was decorating before." He put the slightly cold vegetables on top of the basin into his bowl and pushed the still warm ones below to Jian Chen. "Then I went to the black market and didn't have time to fill out the form to report to them."

Jian Chen frowned, thinking of the novels he had read before, and tilted his head: "Then are you isolated?"

"That's not true."