Night Bar.

Business during the day is not as good as night. Only a few young men and women who do not have to bear the pressure of life can sit here leisurely on weekdays and drink, listen to light music, or gather in the booth to have a party and chat.

Wen Zhu glanced at her cell phone and said that a colleague came to "?" message. She was too lazy to reply and didn't want to hear the leader's scolding, so she turned off her cell phone and waved to the bartender.

The feeling of wine entering the throat is like swallowing a ball of fire. The senses are so clear and the pain is the same.

"Enough, this is the fourteenth cup. I know you have a lot of alcohol, but if you drink too much, who will send you back? I still have to work!"

"Alie, I'm in a bad mood."

"I know. Your patient's condition has worsened. You can't save it even if you try your best. You can watch people on the edge of the cliff of death, and you can't help it! Junyan, you are the first day you are a doctor, can't you see birth, old age, sickness and death?"

"It's different, she's different. It's been eight years, I've worked hard for eight years, three months ago, I thought there was a turning point and everything went in a good direction. Unexpectedly, this is a sign of collapse. Yesterday she called me and said thank you... Do you know what I feel?"

Wen Zhu heard the conversation, perhaps the word "Eight Years" attracted her, so she turned around and took a look.

A man sat opposite the bar. He was tall and thin, wearing a wool coat, short, and his facial features looked ordinary at first glance. But when you look at it, you feel that the eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose are very well matched, full of charm. The most attractive thing is a red mole at the end of the eye - it looks a bit like the red mole next to the eyebrow bone!

I noticed Wen Zhu's gaze and looked at him from the other side.

In an instant, a stunning flashed in the man's eyes, and he immediately asked his friend Alie to give Wenzhu a glass of wine.

Wenzhu drank it.

After a few minutes, the man slowly walked over, as if he was afraid of disturbing Wenzhu, and his breath was a little unstable.

"One person?"

Wen Zhu nodded.

"Bad mood?"

"Um."

The man didn't say much, just raised his glass, "Kevin."

"Lisa."

The people I met with the bar probably didn't need their real name. Two hours later, they spent a chaotic and intense night in a nearby hotel. The pleasures and mental paralysis of the body, sometimes they couldn't tell what the roar was for.

When he woke up, Wenzhu thought he would regret it.

But not.

She seemed to have thrown away something, the big stone was moved away, and her whole mind was put into practice. The pain was still there, but it was not so sticky.

The man was dressed and looked at Wen Zhu, "I had a great time last night. If you want, can we get to know each other again? My name is Wen Junyan, a professional doctor."

Wen Zhu turned her head coldly, "No need."

"Oh well."

The man was very sensible and called for breakfast before leaving the room.

Wen Junyan left the hotel with his front legs and watched the surveillance 6 Siyuan, who knew something was wrong from his colleagues, so he found out that the hotel was chasing him.

The two of them met one after another, but their eyes crossed and they were staggering.

6 Siyuan rushed to find Wenzhu, but didn't care about anything else, so he followed the breakfast delivery person into the room. With the police's intuition, he stared at Wenzhu tightly, and his veins almost burst.

"Why? Are you crazy!"

"You check me?"

"Did you check it wrong? Look at what you are now! How can you, how can you?" 6 Siyuan held his head, his eyes full of blood. One day and one night, his girlfriend's image in his heart completely collapsed.

"I said, we're done! What qualifications do you have to check me? You always act as an upright policeman, but end up abusing your private rights? This is the last time. Next time, I won't forget it easily. Get out of here!"

Wen Zhuzhi put on his clothes and walked by 6 Siyuan coldly, extremely heartless.

Since she made a decision, don’t look back, don’t look back! She told herself desperately.

After leaving the hotel, she turned on her cell phone.

More than twenty calls were not answered, and more than thirty messages were still available. Wen Zhu browsed casually, and suddenly stopped when she saw a message.

There were people coming and going on the streets, and she felt dizzy in her brain, as if she was swimming when she was six years old. The desperate sea water drowned all over her mouth and nose, and she would die in the next moment. No, no! You can't fall down!

There is still a glimmer of hope!

She waved to take a taxi in a hurry, but unfortunately she forgot that the road she was standing was just a section of Fanhua Road, and there was no car stop at all. Even if it stopped, there was a long traffic jam ahead...

Run over? Is it still too late? What if she gets the last straw but still doesn't catch up?

It's all her fault for being stupid, why did she turn off the phone?

"Is there something urgent?"

A black cool motorcycle happened to stop. Wen Junyan crossed one leg and stepped on the ground with one leg. His posture was so handsome that he couldn't be more handsome. Wen Zhu hesitated for less than a second, and immediately got in the car and put on a safety helmet, "Go to Jiangcheng Police Station."

Wen Junyan didn't ask much, and drove at full speed and drove through the bustling traffic. In less than twenty minutes, he arrived at the destination.

"Thanks……"

This sentence scattered in the wind, and Wenzhu didn't even have time to say it in person.

"Sister Wen, where did you go last night? Our 6th brother is so anxious."

"Where is Jiang Ying locked up?"

"She, she is an important suspect and cannot be visited for the time being."

"I'll ask again, where is she locked up?"

"This, this is really not allowed! Sister Wen, you are also a policeman, you know the regulations!"

Wen Zhu held his collar and said, "Do you say it?"

What regulations are you? I was beaten up and I honestly explained it.

Wen Zhu rushed over like a hot wheel.

In the secret detention room, the puppet Dong'an quietly closed her eyes and rested. Anyway, she didn't speak without saying anything, and she had to go on the train, telling jokes, and telling stories. She was thinking about whether to change the routine in the next game, Wenzhu came in.

And as soon as he came in, the surveillance camera was broken directly.

"Well……"

It’s obviously very familiar, but this is the first time I’ve been with Wen Zhu. I used to be a vegetative person, so I could only listen, not express my opinions.

Dong was a little excited and smiled.

Who knew that Wen Zhu knelt down directly, "Master, help!"

"Save? Whose life will be saved?"

"My great-grandfather, Wen Zhentao. He is sick. Please, master, only you can save him!"

Dong Wu said, "Your great-grandfather is old and sick, so should you go to a doctor?"

"No, Master, my great-grandfather was not sick. He was plotted against the worm when he was young, otherwise he would not have been paralyzed at all. By the way, he is a cultivator!"

Dong blinked, "Practitioner? Do you know how to practice?"

Wen Zhu pursed her lips, "My great-grandfather is a disciple of the Taiyue Sect. He was kicked out of the sect after breaking the precepts. He met his enemies again and was conspired to commit crimes. When he was a child, his great-grandfather said that he practiced, but our younger generations regarded it as a myth..."

Later, she had a congenital heart disease. After learning some exercises with Jiang Ying, she was cured without medicine. She became a policeman and became stronger and stronger. Now she doesn’t believe in the practice.

"Master, you can only save me! I don't know who else can ask for help except you..."

Wenzhu cried in silence.

Dong took a breath, "So, you have known about practice for a long time, and you also know that I am a practitioner?"

"I...I can't tell you about my great-grandfather. He was expelled from the Taiyue Sect, and no one in our family dared to involve the sect of cultivation."

How dare you bet? If Jiang Ying’s sect has a good relationship with the Taiyue Sect, how would he view the abandoned disciples? Even if he is a mortal enemy, he will not treat the descendants of his former disciples well.

If the relationship is not good or bad, it is not as good as a family with innocent wealth.

Dong is a little confused, but Wen Zhu... After all, it is not an ordinary person, and the subject attaches great importance to it.

She sighed, "Close your eyes."

Wen Zhu followed her words, and after a moment, there was a jade bottle in her palm.

"Please give it to your great-grandfather. You can't remove the roots, you can only temporarily restrain yourself."

It would be great to restrain yourself! Wen Zhu wiped her tears, "Disciple is willing to be a cow and a horse for the master to repay great kindness..."
Chapter completed!