Chapter 172： What is the difference between a child and Miss Yan?

Get out of the interrogation room.

Whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate wait, Yan Zhixu saw Fu Shimo in the corridor at a glance.

He was still wearing a white coat, even if he watched it many times, he still wouldn't get tired of it. Combined with the detached and cold breath on his body, he seemed a bit arrogant for no reason.

Yan Zhixu leaned against the wall in the corridor, his left leg resting on his right, "President Fu."

Fu Shimo looked at her, the color of his eyes was unclear.

After a long time, he spoke lightly, his voice as magnetic and low as always, "Children, don't wander around here during the emergency period of the bureau."

It's not a good thing for a female star to be involved in a murder case.

Hearing this, Yan Zhixu raised the corners of his mouth stubbornly, raised his hand to hook the loose strands of hair behind his ears, and his eyes were slightly provocative.

"President Fu is worried about me?"

"No." Fu Shimo quickly denied.

He put one hand in his pocket, automatically ignoring the bright teasing in her eyes, his Adam's apple wriggled, and his brows frowned.

"You are a celebrity and can easily cause the paparazzi to take pictures. The news of this case is completely blocked. It is very troublesome to leak it. I hope Miss Yan can cooperate with the police."

The perfect excuse couldn't find the slightest loophole, and that business-like appearance aroused Yan Zhixu's interest even more.

She straightened up and walked lazily in front of him, looking directly into his eyes, "I want to ask Dean Fu a question."

The distance between the two is very close, and each other's micro expressions are all seen by each other.

There is no ambiguity or charm, but the nerves that are stimulated are beating violently.

"Excuse me."

Fu Shimo's movements did not change, and even the frequency of his breathing was controlled as usual without any fluctuations.

"Little girl and Miss Yan, what's the difference between these two titles?"

The woman in front of her had a wild expression, and the words she asked were aggressive and to the point.

Yan Zhixu clearly saw that Fu Shimo's brows were slightly frowned and loosened.

"..."

Just as he was about to answer, there was a quick trot in the corridor.

Hearing the sound, he did not deliberately pull the distance away, but remained the same.

"President Fu, the identity information and social network of the deceased have been investigated. After I sent it to the thin team, he asked me to send a copy to you."

Holding a stack of documents in her hand, Hu Yuee trotted over, and the scene in front of her eyes caught her eye.

She was a little nervous, she didn't think about the relationship between the two at all, and scratched her head, "Miss Yan and Dean Fu know each other?"

Looking at Hu Yue'e, Yan Zhixu restrained the teasing in his eyes, his tongue pressed against his teeth socket, and his whole body was overflowing with anger.

She replied calmly, "Yeah."

Seeing the indifferent expressions of the two, Hu Yue'e's head was a little confused. Why did she feel that the atmosphere at the scene was a little weird?

Hu Yue'e didn't have time to think about handing him the information in her hand, "President Fu."

"Um."

Fu Shimo stretched out his articulated hand to take the stack of documents. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his movements were deliberately slowed down.

Hu Yue'e: "..."

Should one or two be so scrupulous about words, it would make her talkative and uncomfortable.

After handing him the information, he sighed inwardly, then turned and left the corridor.

After this incident, her work is still quite busy, and she really has no time to be lazy.

As soon as Hu Yue'e left, only the two of them were left in the empty corridor.

Fu Shimo handed the information in his hand to Yan Zhixu, his voice low and bewitching, "Little boy, I think you will be interested."