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    "It's almost like it's in four different shapes."

    Wang Yang sighed and completely transformed a flying tool into a ground driving tool. Only Wang Yang himself knew the twists and turns.

    The difficulty is like training a soaring eagle to become a free-roaming chicken.

    Fortunately, the shuttle has no wheels, otherwise it would look even more awkward.

    "Wrap the entire bottom with metal, add simple flying wings for gliding, and the design drawings of this vehicle that can barely fly for a short time are finally completed." Holding his chin, Wang Yang reluctantly accepted a fact.

    In this era, ground tools that can fly are already domineering enough.

    It is enough to face the speed challenges of all ground vehicles. The only thing that makes it difficult for him to choose is the use of fuel.

    Liquid acceleration fuel is more dangerous.

    ? But the price of solid fuel is very high.

    "Forget it, let's make a decision after the fat man comes." After all, Wang Yang is not the boss, he is just a part-time worker. What the boss says and what he does is the best guide to not getting fired.

    The three drawings took Wang Yang a full six or seven hours. Only when the sky was bright did he complete the drawing of the main drawing.

    Lying on the soft bed, I quickly fell into a sweet dream.

    And in the Nancheng Police Station, Hou San squatted next to the radiator all night, his head drooping with a depressed expression.  There was a self-reflection sheet written long ago at his feet, with some romantic rubble bodies in the mess. Of course, if Zheng Banqiao saw his rubble body being transformed into such a state by Hou San, he would have to die again.  Of course he was angry.

    With his forehead resting on the side of the radiator, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the water stains on the ground echoed it.

    Jingle Bell¡­¡­

    As an old client, Hou San enjoys high treatment in the police station. At least he doesn¡¯t have to suffer the double blow of his soul and body in an empty interrogation room.

    "Ouch." His head hit the radiator. Hou San was awakened by the sound of the phone and stood up suddenly. Only then did he realize that his hands were still cuffed to the radiator. He immediately squatted down, and the skin on his face was tangled together. Obviously, this  It¡¯s not easy to toss.

    Xiang Sha walked into the office with light steps, humming a song, and picked up the phone: "Interpol team, who are you looking for?"

    "Humph, okay, I will tell him, I will try my best"

    "We still want to be together!"

    The moment she picked up the phone, a trace of panic and shyness flashed across Xiang Sha's face.  This made Hou San, who was squatting next to him, stare straight in his eyes.

    The beauty of the golden flower in Nancheng Police Station is something that a gangster like Hou San cannot resist.

    Hou San smiled obscenely, showing his smoky teeth, and asked in a flattering way: "Officer Xiang, congratulations!"

    "Hou San, what's your crooked idea?" Xiang Shayi turned around and glared.

    Hou San screamed: "Who am I to misunderstand, and I will not do it to you? Officer Xiang, you see, I have even written a self-examination letter. I guarantee it is a self-examination from the depths of my soul. How about I read it to you?"  Read." Hou San sweetened his dry lips and forced a smile.

    ¡°Forget it, put it on the windowsill and I¡¯ll look at it later.¡±

    "Officer Xiang, look at me" Hou San raised his cuffed left hand and said aggrievedly.

    Xiang Sha dug into his trouser pocket and took out a key.  After taking two steps, he suddenly thought of something and stopped, looking at Hou San with an unkind look for a while.

    Hou San said with a guilty conscience: "Officer Xiang, what's wrong?"

    "I remember last night that you seemed to have something important to report." Xiang Sha then remembered that Hou San said something similar last night. She didn't care at the time. She woke up early in the morning and saw Hou San.

    Hou San crossed his legs, stared at the radiator, and sighed: "Officer Xiang, I want to go to the bathroom first, and I've been holding it in all night. If I don't go, I'm going to have to pull myself out."

    "Pretend, pretend as hard as you can."

    ¡°Officer Xiang, I really wasn¡¯t pretending.¡±

    It is common for criminal suspects to use urine escape to disrupt the rhythm of interrogations and wait for opportunities to escape.  But Xiang Sha suddenly forgot that what Hou San committed was not a big deal. People who saw the scene at that time would silently lament Hou San's misfortune.

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    ¡°Character is too luxurious for Hou San.  If he had any character, it was all ruined by him.

    In the eyes of Xiang Sha, and even the entire Nancheng Police Department, there is only one condition for Hou San to tell the truth, money.  Even after giving money, Hou San still kept telling lies. This can only mean one thing. The money given is not enough.enough.

    Xiang Sha didn¡¯t believe that Hou Sanhui was kind enough to provide information for free. Apart from entertaining people, it was mostly just a smokescreen.

    Watching Hou San's performance with amusement, to be honest, Hou San's expression is very good, and he even has the potential to surpass a first-class actor. After a while, Hou San's hospitality softened a little, and he exhaled and said: "It leaked out.  a little."

    Then he raised his eyes and stared pitifully at Xiang Sha.

    "You, Xiao Zhao, come here." Xiang Sha suddenly realized the reason why Hou San was relaxed, and rushed to the corridor and shouted loudly that her male colleagues came to help.

    After the water was released, a puddle of water stains was visible in Hou San¡¯s crotch, which made Xiang Sha have the urge to kick him.  A tree without bark will die, and a shameless person is invincible.  Hou San seemed to have anticipated Xiang Sha's reaction. When he appeared again, he looked at Xiang Sha calmly.

    "Officer Xiang, I actually mean well. I didn't expect" Hou San pretended to be innocent and wanted by others, but unfortunately his weird appearance ruined the atmosphere.

    Xiang Sha knew in her mind that Hou San made a living by betraying information. Now, this guy won¡¯t regret it, right?

    It¡¯s better to scare him.

    Xiang Sha said nonchalantly: "Teasing women in the street and touching them does not constitute a crime, but there is no problem in being detained for a few days. Hou San, if you want, I can apply for you to go to the detention center for a few meals."  Let¡¯s have a big pot of rice and enjoy the warmth of collective life.¡±

    Hou San seemed to be extremely hungry, devouring his food, and suddenly choked. He smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll say it anyway. Shang Rong had contacted Earth-Drilling Dragon to deal with a student from Yanjing, because this student asked Shang  The young master is very shameless."

    Xiang Sha thought, she was a student of Yanjing, and she quickly denied her worries.  It is true that Wang Yang is a student of Yanjing, but if he wants to embarrass a second-generation ancestor, the easiest way is to pry away the women around Shang Rong.

    Wang Yang¡¯s performance in school can almost be described as a transparent person. He doesn¡¯t hear anything outside the window. How could he fall into a whirlpool of jealousy?

    What Xiang Sha is more concerned about is that the Earth-Drilling Dragon has arrived in Yanjing.  The Earth-Drilling Dragons are a gang, but not one person. The boss is called Han Long.  In fact, the Earth-Drilling Dragon was involved in many cultural relic smuggling cases, and many people suspected that this group of people had been robbing many tombs and selling illegally obtained cultural relics in Yanjing.  Han Long made his fortune by robbing tombs. In recent years, he has become more prominent. It is not an easy business, but it is still much lower risk than tomb robbing.  Han Long has an additional identity, the boss of Beicheng District.  Controls a bar street and a food court.

    "How much do you really know?"

    Hou San ruffled his hair and pretended to be profound: "Han Long's target is probably your cousin."

    "My cousin?" Xiang Sha was shocked and wanted to blurt out: "When did I have a cousin?" Fortunately, when the words came to her lips, she held back in time.  Han Long is also a target of attention in the police station. Of course, Nancheng does not have much information due to geographical reasons.  But how could such a boss-level figure obey the orders of a second-generation ancestor?

    For money?

    Han Long is definitely not short of money, so the only thing that the merchant can value Han Long is to use the merchant's business system to launder Han Long's money. Shang Rong is only in his twenties, and it is already good to be able to ask for money at home. How could he let him  Participate in company decisions?

    Or there is already cooperation between the two parties.

    After Hou San uncovered the corners of the truth, the relationship between the merchants, Han Long and even the third-party forces lurking in the dark became more and more complicated.

    ¡°You¡¯re not leaving yet, don¡¯t you want me to treat you to breakfast?¡± Xiang Sha woke up suddenly, and there was a guy who relied on watching people¡¯s movements to eat next to him. His almond-shaped eyes opened angrily and he scolded.

    After Hou San left, Xiang Sha thought about it for a long time and realized that Wang Yang, who in her eyes was very innocent, had too many secrets.

    Just when she was hesitating whether to report to the director, Director Su Kelun came to her first.

    Hou San walked out of the police station with a wicked smile on his face. If anyone saw it, they would never have thought that Hou San would have such a side. He didn't look like a gangster at all, but more like a scheming traitor.

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