With this confirmation from the grasshopper, the fact that Zhu Dazhang had injured a cockroach with his cow-eared sharp knife was confirmed.

Zhu Ying nodded towards the two police officers, who invited Zhu Dazhang to sit in the first row.

I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart. I silently said, "We're going to arrest that stupid pig! Get him a seat and bodyguards! "

I looked at Zhu Dazhang and then at He Ye who was sitting not far from me. I saw that her expression was solemn, but he did not reveal any expression of panic, thinking that the little slut was really able to keep his cool.

But thinking back, if Zhu Dazhang didn't shoulder the blame for He Ye, then the one to receive the punishment would naturally be this woman. Although He Ye is a little dirty, in terms of righteousness, we are still brothers, since we stabbed a cockroach, and punishing those are my brothers and sisters, so thinking about it makes me feel at ease.

But then again, what can I do if I'm not calm? Because He Ye and I were the only ones who saw that He Ye was the culprit when poking a cockroach, now that Zhu Dazhang was the one who took the blame for He Ye, He Ye pretended to be calm and did not say a word even though she clearly knew that Zhu Dazhang was taking the blame for her.

I was in such a bad mood that I didn't dare to look at Zhu Dazhang who was already seated in the first row with two policemen beside him. I buried my head between my knees and extended my fingers, which were like chicken claws, to scratch my unkempt hair. He was a straightforward, chivalrous brother, and it was He Ye, the little slut who had caused this step! The little slut forced me to get him 1 million yuan, and even forced Zhu Dazhang to take the blame for her.

I grumbled to myself, and felt a flame sizzle up my chest, and my mind went haywire: could the truth really be reversed? It was no wonder that all the previous dynasties had had cases of wrongdoing. If He Lin Xiang's wife, who had been the talk of the town, were to return ten years later, He Lin Xiang would probably have to break out of the prison.

She Lin Xiang could be considered lucky. After his wife came back, he was relieved of the pain of prison. On the other hand, the Mongolian boy Huge Jiller was not so lucky.

He was arrested for rape and murder and shot five days later at the age of 18.

Coincidentally, the court acquitted Huggier 18 years after his death, so what was the point of being acquitted 18 years after his death? Those people who had committed crimes against God didn't know what purpose they had used to kill him; it would be terrible if Zhu Dazhang were the second Huggier …

I turned back to look at Youlan, only to see her smiling beautifully.

My heart chilled, and I thought to myself: "As expected of the Shangguan Family; the smile on my face is full of temperament."

Zhu Ying started to question Sima Lin, who had already admitted that he was the cause of this security incident. He was lured to the Mona Lisa Massage shop by the street girl, Mai Suier, who more or less had a dispute over the payment of the money.

However, Sima Lin's statement was met with severe retribution and interrogation by the person involved.

Mai Suier admitted that she had led Sima Lin into the massage parlor, but Sima Lin was not an honest person. At that time, the moment she saw him, she knew that he was an expert in picking flowers and not an honest person.

When Mai Suier exposed that Sima Lin had not said a word when he went through the back door, it proved that the matter was real.

Mai Suier could not hide anything and shamelessly told her how Sima Lin had walked through her back door.

Here, he had to add on, that when Mai Suier exposed and questioned Sima Lin, Secretary Youlan had not arrived yet.

If Secretary Youlan could hear the questioning and explanation of how Sima Lin had passed by her backdoor, she would probably be so excited that he would feel as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

As for whether Secretary Youlan will really be so excited that she feels like she's been injected with chicken blood, it's just my exclusive imagination.

However, my imagination did not come out of nowhere, it was determined by the expression on Youlan's face when she entered the room.

I have studied the novel < Holmes Scenario Collection > written by Conan Doyle. The character in the novel, Holmes, is a divine scout in reality;

From the peach-colored face of Youlan's secretary, I could tell that this woman was the 30 wolves and 40 tigers of folklore.

Although she was the county secretary, she was still a woman; not an ordinary woman; her physical needs would be higher and cooler, and men might not be able to satisfy her unless they had the best of stunts.

When I was evaluating and commenting about Secretary Youlan in my heart, I suddenly felt that I was a hooligan;

If I had watched He Ye and Ma Jian in the toilet before, or if Yu Feiying had shown me around with his Rich Women's Club, I would never have thought like this.

But now I was like a gun to a cannon. I knew that a woman's mysterious parts and mental activities were her expression; I also valued the study of her body structure and the expression of her expression.

As soon as I saw the smile on Secretary Youlan's face, I knew which kind of woman she belonged to.

Secretary Youlan walked past me with Zhang Long, Da Mang, Wang Tian and a few others by her side. I discovered that she had a very big chest;

Mr. Mo Yan, who wrote a book called "The Fattening Foot," attracted a scolding from the Taoists along the way; the scolding seemed to vanish only after he won the Nobel Prize in literature.

What's wrong with a woman's plump buttocks? She was a beauty created by God to captivate men. That man didn't want to touch her breasts and carry her butt while he swam in the fairyland? Unless a two-ball fool...

I don't understand why such a nervous and serious interrogator would suddenly have the mentality to evaluate Secretary Youlan's body.

To be honest, I don't like the position of secretary to the Youlan District Committee; I have a good impression of her plump buttocks.

Do you think I would go with Secretary Youlan?" I actually had a heart attack of Little Jiu Jiu … AHH … That was just a fantasy story … Out of bounds... She is the secretary of the district committee...

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but turn around and glance at Secretary Youlan. The strange thing was, the Secretary Youlan was also looking at me.

As soon as my whole body slipped away, I quickly retracted my gaze; and my face was set on fire!

Secretary Youlan cares about me too? Why else would she sit in the back row and look straight ahead at me?

As I said before, Tong Guzi had the image of a world-class man, Stallone;, the owner of Tianlun Entertainment Center, couldn't bear to part with him no matter how long he looked at him.

In order to broaden my horizons, Yu Feiying and On Hui offered me a high price for me to accompany them on the Rich Women's Club. Could it be that Secretary Youlan is like Feng Yun and On Hui, and would rather eat a peach than a walnut …