C13 You're Dead

Lang Yan saw the anger in his eyes, and smiled. He took his phone and turned it off, and said: "Mr Hee, this is my first kiss that was preserved for 26 years, you must cherish it well."

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

Being kissed by a man, what was there to treasure? However, the other party's lips were very soft and his actions were very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, leaving immediately. It gave him a feeling of intimacy with a kitten, it was itchy, but also brought along a hint of teasing and electricity.

Thinking about it, Hee Zhuolun's face darkened.

He was actually reminiscing about the kiss that wasn't considered a kiss.

"Since Mr Hee does not want to use such a despicable thing to free himself, then I will throw it away."

Lang Yan returned the phone to Hee Zhuolun, picked up the bag on the windowsill and threw it into the trash can. Then, he hid in the darkness and waited for the police to run past before coming out and leaving the police station.

Hee Zhuolun still stood by the window, and only after the outside had recovered its tranquility, did he turn around and sit back down. Suddenly, a wave of pain came from his abdomen, like the waves of a sea. It was extremely uncomfortable and he even wanted to go to the toilet to relieve himself.

"Damn it."

He was sure that the cake had not been drugged, so how could his stomach ache?

Hee Zhuolun touched his aching abdomen, and looked around the empty room. He unconsciously thought about the box and bag Lang Yan mentioned, and his mouth twitched violently. "Lang Yan, you're dead for sure."

This was the first time in his life that he had felt such pain in the stomach. Repeatedly, it was comparable to a pregnant woman giving birth to a child, but as long as the pregnant woman tried her best to give birth, he had to hold it in.

The night outside was getting darker, and the sunrise was still a long time away. It was so long that to someone who had resolved all three emergencies, it was as if the night passed like a year.

Hee Zhuolun could no longer sit still. He had to use the method that caused the disturbance to call the police over, only then would he go to the toilet and solve the problem.

When morning approached, his stomach finally stopped. At this moment, his face was as dark as it could be.

When it was half past eight, the door of the room was suddenly opened by someone. The police officer who walked in saw Hee Zhuolun calmly sitting on a chair and immediately walked over: "Mr Hee, I'm really sorry, the people in the Bureau do not know your identity, so they closed you up. Please forgive them."

Hee Zhuolun indifferently swept a glance at him, but did not make a sound.

The policeman continued: We had already investigated yesterday, and it was a misunderstanding. This morning, the Mr Lang, who mistook you for a thief, came to the police station with your wallet, and said that the wallet fell out when the two of them collided yesterday, and your wallet fell into the corner of a stall, and Mr Lang's wallet was picked up by you. Coincidentally, the two of you also share the same wallet, so Mr Lang thought that you were a thief. After that, Mr Lang left the police station, returned to the place where you met to buy stuff, and accidentally found your wallet, only then did he realize that he had caused such a huge misunderstanding.

Hearing this explanation, Hee Zhuolun laughed, got up and walked out of the room. When he arrived at the office building, he saw that Lang Yan was doing some formalities.

When Lang Yan saw Hee Zhuolun, he immediately smiled and greeted him. "Mr Hee, good morning.

Hee Zhuolun didn't say anything. He took back his wallet, turned around and walked out of the police station and immediately stopped a taxi.

Seeing that, Lang Yan quickly followed.