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Just when everyone in the interrogation room was filled with shocked sighs.

In Yu Zhi's office, Xiao Yi had already taken a sip of Yue Yang's Jun Shan Silver Needle. For a moment, the aftertaste was endless. He sighed, "Good tea, bright color, refreshing fragrance, orange yellow soup, and a sweet alcohol taste."

"Drink slowly, drink slowly. This is good tea, good tea. You need to drink slowly, how can you drink as much as you do? " Yu Zhi had a pained look on his face as he said earnestly: "This tea is entirely made from sprouts. The tea body is completely covered with a layer of hair and has a bright color. Although it had been there for a long time, its flavor had never changed. While brewing, you can see the silver needles in the bright apricot-yellow tea soup standing upright. After a few dances, they all reunite at the bottom of the cup. "The requirements for picking tea are very high. For example, the time required for picking tea leaves can only be 7-10 days before and after the Qing Ming Festival. There are also 9 situations where it is not allowed to be picked …"

Hearing Yu Zhi's nagging, Xiao Yi could not help but throw the teacup in his hand onto the table, and said: "How about I keep it for you, you take it."

Initially, Xiao Yi could not resist teasing Yu Zhi when he saw how mischievous he was. Unexpectedly, Yu Zhi quickly moved the teacup in front of Xiao Yi and placed it in front of him, then said happily: "I want it, I want it."

"F * ck, so stingy!" Xiao Yi finally exploded out: "This daddy only drank a small mouthful, and you told me to f * cking slow down. Could it be that I have to f * * king refill this cup of tea one mouthful at a time? No matter what, you, Yu Zhi, are the captain of a Criminal Police squad. I have already taken a sip of this cup of tea, and yet you still drink it. "Damn, how can there be a captain like you in this world?"

"Err …" Black lines quickly crawled all over Yu Zhi's face.

"Long story short." At this time, Xiao Yi began to talk about official matters, "This time, everyone is well aware of Li Guangbiao's situation. I would like to ask, what exactly are you planning to do? "

Hearing Xiao Yi asking about the important matter, Yu Zhi was slightly startled. Then, he said in embarrassment, "This matter involves the Xiao Clan. I'm afraid it's not that easy to deal with this matter. "

"Is it inconvenient?" Xiao Yi said softly while looking at Yu Zhi with a mischievous smile.

"You should understand that one is helpless in the martial arts world. I'm afraid it's not going to be a good idea for now. " Yu Zhi's face turned long as he started to explain.

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked: "Really?"

Someone who could oppose Xiao Zhiyuan and even cause Xiao Zhiyuan to suffer a loss. Yu Zhi also did not dare to offend him, he could only cry and say bitterly: "I am just a small captain, only a small captain …"

Yu Zhi's heart was especially heavy, afraid that he would offend the Xiao Yi in front of him. After all, Li Guangbiao's group was the murderer of Xiao Yi. He would just let it go like this, or else Xiao Yi would become the victim he was afraid of. Li Guangbiao, Third Young Master Xiao Zhiyuan is not someone to be trifled with. Similarly, a victim like Xiao Yi was definitely not someone to be trifled with. This was something that Yu Zhi could be certain of in his heart.

Therefore, when he mentioned this matter, cold sweat droplet by droplet appeared on Yu Zhi's forehead.

Xiao Yi did not speak, but his heart sank with a thump, as if he had sunk into ten thousand year deep pool.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly froze.

Just as Yu Zhi was beginning to find it hard to breathe, he suddenly raised his head and smiled, "Since this matter is not easy to handle. Then, he would leave it for now. At that time, I will communicate with the Xiao family.

"Ugh …" With regards to Xiao Yi's magnanimity, Yu Zhi was caught unprepared.

Xiao Yi only looked at Yu Zhi in front of him and said: "I can understand your difficulties, for now, let's put this matter on hold. But keep the evidence for me. If necessary, someone might come to you for evidence. When the time comes, you can naturally leave it all behind. "

"Thank you, thank you." Yu Zhi heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Xiao Yi and said with a sigh of relief, "I still have two kilograms of Monarch Mountain Silver Sprout in my cupboard. Why don't we wait for Mr. Xiao to bring it back?"

"No need." Xiao Yi decisively rejected it: "You are so extravagant, why would I try to steal from you? Be smart, this is a big deal. When necessary, be careful to keep your mouth shut. Be careful of your life. Preserving the evidence might be a good way to save your life. "You must know what to do."

With that, Xiao Yi got up and left the office. On the table, the water mist rose up from the two Jun Mountain Silver Sprouts along with the thick aroma of tea.

Yu Zhi sat in front of the table. Then, he picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. However, cold sweat poured out continuously from his forehead that he'd just wiped clean.

Xiao Yi's words had given Yu Zhi a warning.

To Xiao Yi, it was not important at all if they were to get rid of Li Guangbiao and his group. Therefore, he had to pry open Li Guangbiao's mouth and leave behind evidence. Then, without any handling, it dragged on like this.

Then, he would become a trump card for Xiao Yi when he returns to the clan.

And yet, after Xiao Yi passed his own intentions to Yu Zhi, he had made Yu Zhi feel grateful towards him, so as to not make things difficult for himself. Of course, this was all thanks to Xiao Yi's skill in speaking. He first suppressed Yu Zhi to the point of almost suffocating him, then suddenly let go. In this way, Xiao Yi became a magnanimous benefactor.

After leaving the police station, Xiao Yi returned to the hotel. Lan Mei’er had already woken up and was watching the TV in the hotel.

Xiao Yi walked up to his and pretended to be indifferent as he asked: "Mei'er, last time at the entrance of the abandoned cotton weaving factory. My master said, as if he had said you were my daughter-in-law. Is this true? "

Xiao Yi had always placed this matter in his heart, and now that he had seen the situation, it was more or less resolved. Finally, he began to lay his cards on the table with Lan Mei’er, asking him about the details.

Lan Mei’er's face flushed red and his body stiffened. Looking at Xiao Yi's burning gaze, he suddenly asked. "Is this matter real or fake?"

Xiao Yi's face froze and he did not know how to respond.

"If you don't want it to be true, then so be it." Lan Mei’er saw that Xiao Yi did not speak, and a look of disappointment emerged on his face.

However, Xiao Yi suddenly clenched his fists, and said loudly and powerfully: "Even if it's fake, I will still turn this matter into reality."

Lan Mei’er finally showed a relieved smile, and then, nodded slightly. Following that, she blushed as she looked at Xiao Yi, and muttered in a low voice: "Many years ago, your master once sought out my grandfather, and arranged a marriage for us. I was just three or four years old. Hiding behind the screen and listening to your master propose, I was still a bit nervous at the time. "

However, Xiao Yi was immediately stunned. Looking at Lan Mei’er, his expression became solemn all of a sudden. "When you were three or four years old, my master came to propose marriage. Are you sure that was when you were three or four years old? "

Lan Mei’er seriously pondered for a moment, and in the end said with absolute certainty: "I'm sure."

This time, the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched. Looking at Lan Mei’er in front of him, he asked: "Mei'er, how old are you this year?"

"Nineteen." Lan Mei’er reported his age, but it seemed like the beautiful girls in Europe and America had matured and become much more mature. From Lan Mei’er's appearance and body, he did not look like he was nineteen.

"So, you're the same age as me." Xiao Yi took a deep breath and asked with doubt: "So that means, when I went to arrange the marriage for us all those years ago, I was only three or four years old. However, when I was three or four years old, I was still in Yu Zhen's orphanage. At that time, that old man still hasn't taken me in as his disciple. "

"Yes." This time, Lan Mei’er did not hesitate, and said: "Back then, your master said that he was about to accept a disciple, Xiao Yi. He came to propose marriage just for that disciple, Xiao Yi."

Xiao Yi's face froze for a moment, and he blinked his eyes at Lan Mei’er. And then he asked in a low voice, "When my master took me in as his disciple, I was eight years old. It was going to happen in five years. Could it be that he really did not have the ability to predict the future? Could it be that he truly has that dog-shit divination ability? "

At this time, Lan Mei’er frowned. He seemed to feel that this matter was a little strange. Looking at Xiao Yi, he asked seriously, "Could it be that you've never seen your master before you were eight years old? Back then, when you were eight years old, didn't your master tell you that he was going to take you in as his disciple? "

"Nope." Xiao Yi shook his head with certainty.

Inside the hotel room, both Xiao Yi and Xiao Yi had quietened down. This matter was too unimaginable to speak of. From the looks of it, Li Taibai knew that he was about to accept a disciple as Xiao Yi five years ago. No one would believe it?

"Xiao Yi, do you believe in Destiny?" Lan Mei’er suddenly asked.

If it was in the past, Xiao Yi would definitely not believe it. But now, Xiao Yi was at a loss. Heavencraft, traces of the Great Dao, these things were too ethereal to speak of.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yi looked at Lan Mei’er and asked: "Oh right, Mei'er, do you know why my master chose me as his disciple? What else do you know? "

As the young miss of the Europa Castle, Lan Mei’er should know more than Xiao Yi.

"I don't know." Unexpectedly, Lan Mei’er very straightforwardly shook his head, and then said cautiously: "There must be a reason why you want to do whatever you want to do with Yun Che. He naturally has his reasons for taking you in as his disciple, and he has your blessings. Sometimes, don't ask too much. Life was like walking in a fog. Only by slowly walking forward would one be able to see further. Right now, we are temporarily unable to answer all of your worries. Then, he would take one step at a time. Let's see if there is such a thing as heaven's will in this world, and why did your master take you in as his disciple? "