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Chapter 215 Smile (Part 1)

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    After taking a shower, Zhou Ze changed his clothes and sat down on the sofa downstairs. It was only midnight, and it was still early before dawn, but Zhou Ze was no longer sleepy.

    After a normal person has that dream, it is estimated that it will be difficult to go back to sleep in a short time.

    Bai Yingying made coffee for Zhou Ze and served it, then stood beside her, like a child who had done something wrong, at a loss.

    Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that it was all right, she could go up to rest or play games, but Bai Yingying was still unwilling to leave, in her opinion, no matter whether it was intentional or not, she had indeed absorbed evil energy from Zhou Ze, and her family  The boss's body obviously hasn't fully recovered yet.

    It's like a person who is already seriously ill still sings and sings every night, it's really trying to die.

    After taking a sip of coffee, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. To be honest, he was also a little surprised why he emitted evil spirits when he dreamed.  Yingying is quite satisfied with her "white-haired witch" look. Recently, her clothing style has also played an ancient style, which has a special charm.

    This matter can only be regarded as a thorn in my heart. If I can't figure it out, I can only let it go first. After all, there are more important things to deal with and resolve now.

    Half an hour later, a police car stopped in front of the bookstore.

    Xu Niangniang, who was still "absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon", saw the police coming, got up and went upstairs, and was unwilling to stay downstairs.

    He complained that the air in the detention center was not good, and he didn't sleep well. That night in the detention center was a big blow to his skin.

    It was Zhang Yanfeng who came in, and it was Zhou Ze who sent him a message.

    Zhang Yanfeng was holding a document bag in his hand. He first set his eyes on Bai Yingying, and asked with some doubts:

    "who is she?"

    The last time the police entered the bookstore, Zhou Ze told Bai Yingying and the others to leave first, so Zhang Yanfeng didn't know about Bai Yingying, and no matter how powerful the police information system was, it was impossible to record Bai Yingying's information.

    "My niece."

    Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.

    Zhang Yanfeng didn't worry about this anymore, but sat down opposite Zhou Ze.

    "Coffee or tea?" Zhou Ze asked.

    Zhang Yanfeng touched his tired face, smelled the strong aroma of coffee in front of Zhou Ze, and said, "Coffee."

    When Bai Yingying went to make coffee, Zhou Ze turned his head and shouted:

    "Take Nestle instant."

    "" Zhang Yanfeng.

    The coffee was served, and Zhang Yanfeng was also a bachelor, so he drank it in one gulp, then pointed to the document bag on the table and said, "Don't want to see it?"

    Zhou Ze shook his head, "There should be no useful information."

    "hehe."

    Zhang Yanfeng smiled, lit a cigarette, and asked:

    "Call me, what are you doing?"

    "Because I just fell asleep."

    "What?"

    "Then, I had a dream."

    Zhou Ze stretched his waist,

    The picture in the dream is unbearable to look back on,

    Of course, compared to the sealed space that was finally entered, even the previous experience of "female women's clothing and pregnant women's perspective" is nothing worth mentioning.

    "What kind of dream is it?" Zhang Yanfeng's expression became serious.

    In this world,

    As long as he and Zhou Ze have chains on their legs, since he can dream, then Zhou Ze can also dream.

    "That place shouldn't be a hospital." Zhou Ze coughed and continued: "There should have been a secret underground concentration camp there, a bit like the Auschwitz of the Auschwitz."

    Zhang Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, "Concentration camp?"

    "Yes, my dream should overlap with yours, I also dreamed about that prison;

    But it may be that I have different reasons from you, so my dreams are more real than yours, and there are many more details than your dreams.

    There, many prisoners are held, and every cell is overcrowded.  "

    Speaking,

    Zhou Ze pointed to the invisible iron chain under his feet, and continued:

    "This chain is something thrown out by the prison management. It doesn't seem to be a symbol of shackles. At least, for those prisoners, it seems to represent a very beautiful thing, with different beautiful feelings  .¡±

    Zhou Ze thought of the man in the dream who helped the woman snatch the iron chain again,

    When a woman walks out in chains??He stood up, pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked out, and stood on the street late at night.

    The air is filled with a touch of humidity, and sparse rain is falling.

    oh,

    It turned out that it was going to rain,

    No wonder it's so boring.

    Zhou Ze continued to stand in the rain and lit a cigarette again.

    The rain started to fall harder and harder,

    From the drizzling at the beginning to the majestic "crash".

    Zhou Ze covered his head with his hand,

    Having just taken a shower, he decided to go back to the bookstore first.

    However,

    When he lifted his foot, he staggered and almost fell off.

    Your feet are so heavy,

    It seems that something is locked and cannot be lifted at all.

    Zhou Ze lowered his head in surprise,

    Impressively found on his feet,

    actually locked an anklet,

    how,

    how come?

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    The old man sniffled and went downstairs. He had just slept for a while, but he caught a cold. He came down and poured a cup of hot water to drink to warm his body. It was really the boss who made the second floor too "cool".  The cooling effect has not completely dissipated until now.

    Before that, he heard Xu Qinglang sneezed when he went upstairs, obviously he couldn't stand the aftertaste of this natural artificial refrigeration.

    "Yo."

    The old Taoist looked at Bai Yingying who was sitting on the sofa while drinking hot water slowly,

    "The boss fell asleep again?"

    Bai Yingying nodded, reached out and gently stroked the boss's face, saying:

    "The policeman fell asleep as soon as he left. The boss must be really tired."

    "Hey hey hey, can you not be tired, I'm almost exhausted by you." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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