Chapter 62： The Story of Pan Man 12 ┃ Zhuang Li: I like Zhu Jianrui a little bit. (1) (1/2)

Zhuang Li never intended to deal with Mima and others.

The reason is simple: you know that someone dug a hole for you, filled it with feces, and buried poisonous stingers, but you will never pinch your nose and jump into the dung water just to pull out these poisonous stings.

Maybe someone could jump, but Zhuang Li would never let himself get even a little bit of dirt. He didn't even bother to fight Gong Xuanlin and Zhu Jianrui head-on.

"They have no value for me to do it myself." Saying this, Zhuang Li put Long Dongdong on the blacklist and blocked all her text messages.

After returning to the hotel, he took off his suit, walked into the bathroom, and enjoyed a fragrant bubble bath, then put on a silk nightgown and wet hair, and went back to the balcony to watch the sunset. The waiter placed the luxurious set menus next to him, while he held a glass of mellow milk and sipped it slowly.

The golden sunlight reflected on Zhuang Li's pale skin, and occasionally there were stars flashing, which were drops of water falling down his curly hair.

He was addicted to the beauty of the sunset, but he didn't know that there was a person ten meters away who was also addicted to his quiet beauty.

The waiter left, a layer of blood shrouded the sky and the earth, which was the embers of the setting sun.

For Zhuang Li and an unknown person, this scene was a gift from nature, and for others it was a harbinger of disaster.

Long Dongdong couldn't get in touch with Zhuang Li, so he had to give up. Mima told her to contact Zhuang Li through the offline, otherwise the plan will be missing the most crucial part.

Long Dongdong could only call Zhuang Li every day, never thinking about whether he would be blocked by the other party. You know, she is the top streamer in the entertainment industry, and there are many people who want to have a relationship with her like carps across the river, and Zhuang Li is just a powerless little person, what qualifications does he have to cut off his relationship with him? It was a great luck for him to be able to talk to himself.

It was because of this arrogance that Long Dongdong didn't realize until he was reminded by his assistant four days later: Zhuang Li might have blocked himself.

She borrowed the assistant's mobile phone to make a call, but this time it was not busy, but she never got through. After hanging up and calling again, it turned into a busy tone again.

Long Dongdong: "..."

Long Dongdong borrowed the mobile phones of agents, makeup artists, and photographers to make calls. At first, they were all online, and then they all became busy. The phone numbers of these people have also been blocked one by one.

There is no doubt that Zhuang Li is not busy, nor is there a problem with his mobile phone, he simply does not want to pay attention to Long Dongdong.

Mima quickly learned about this through going offline, and in desperation, she could only have someone report Zhuang Li for hiding the poison at home. At the same time, he also reported Long Dongdong's drug use, a scandal that made headlines on social and entertainment pages that night.

The police did a urine test on Long Dongdong, which confirmed that she was indeed unclean.

The staff around her were also implicated, and were invited by the police to drink tea. The final urine test results showed that most of them had a history of drug use.

Long Dongdong is MIK's golden sign. All the people around her are drug addicts. It's hard not to make people think more.

Mr. Fang was very busy trying to solve this matter, but even bigger blows followed. MIK was seized by the tax bureau! Immediately afterwards, many MIK stars were exposed to scandals by the paparazzi, causing great public opinion.

These two news were like the straw that broke the camel's camel, causing MIK's stock price to plummet like an avalanche.

As one of the parties, Zhuang Li was also involved in the storm. He was taken away by the police from the hotel, and he was still wearing a nightgown, with bare long white legs, a half-open shirt revealing a jade-like chest, and the fluffy and messy curly hair that he slept in not only did not harm his beauty, On the contrary, it made him even more lazy.

He walked leisurely among several police officers, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was still a little confused.

Just at this moment, a man in a black suit walked over from the other end of the corridor, surrounded by bodyguards, his hawk-like gaze fixed on Zhuang Li's figure.

Zhuang Li originally just glanced at him casually, but when he saw the face of the other side, his eyes suddenly widened, and the mist on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by an indescribable shock.

This man is extraordinarily tall, surrounded by so many sturdy bodyguards, but still stands out from the crowd. His face is very three-dimensional, with broad eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and a sturdy jaw below. There is no softness on his face, all of which are masculine, handsome, and stern, revealing a masculine atmosphere and a depressing majesty and ruthlessness.

He is an extremely sharp being that no one can ignore.

Several policemen were stunned for a while, then they clinged to the wall and raised their hands to salute him: "General Lezheng, hello."

The man raised his hand and returned a military salute, his eyes still glued to Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li couldn't hide his concern for him at all.

This General Lezheng has a very strong aura and seems to be very prominent, but these are not the reasons why Zhuang Li is staring at him. The man stood in front of him, as if Xuan Ming had never disappeared. They are clearly two people living in different worlds, but they have the same facial features, the same height, and the same temperament.

The man walked up to him, his eyes fell along his jade-like chest to his long white legs, and his voice was hoarse and low: "What did you do?"

"It's nothing, I'll be back soon. You live here?" Zhuang Li asked naturally.

The man took his eyes away from his slender legs, looked into his deep eyes, nodded and said, "I live next to you."

Zhuang Li looked at the next room, the obvious shock on his face gradually subsided and turned into interest: "I'll be back soon."

Before the man could answer, he had already started urging the police: "Let's go, try to record the confession tonight and put me back."

Several policemen were pushed forward by him, their faces full of fantasy. Zhuang Li didn't know who this was, but the people in the police system knew nothing better. This is General Le Zhengming, the current top commander of the military, and the presidential candidate launched by the reformists to fight with the conservative Gong Xuanqi.

If Gong Xuanqi is the representative of the civil servants, then Le Zhengming is the leader of the generals. The battle between them will determine which direction the country takes in the future.

Under the premise that the international situation is becoming more and more severe, the people will naturally support the bold and enterprising reformers.

However, the previous revolutionary candidate was seized by Gong Xuanqi's team and fell into the abyss of scandal and was defeated. And this Le Zhengming is the trump card of the reformists. He has made outstanding military exploits for Hua Guo, and his prestige among the people is unmatched, but he rarely appeared in public in order to perform various top-secret missions before.

But after today, presumably he will come to the front of the stage and compete with Gong Xuanqi.

Such a big man seems to be quite familiar with Zhuang Li. Are they friends?

Thinking of this, the police officer who originally planned to handcuff Zhuang Li was completely afraid to provoke him. However, they couldn't imagine that Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming didn't know each other at all. Their first meeting only happened a few minutes before, but the kind of intimacy between them was much older than the decades-old relationship. Friends are stronger.

Zhuang Li even turned his head and pointed at Le Zhengming with his fingertips, with a pleasant chuckle in his voice: "When I come back, don't move out."

Le Zhengming nodded subconsciously, and after returning to his senses, the whole person was stunned.

His bodyguards also looked at him strangely.

"Find out why he was arrested." Le Zhengming rubbed his eyebrows and ordered with a headache.

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Zhuang Li, who was taken to the police station, was quickly cleared of suspicion.

It can be seen from the surveillance video he recorded that Zhu Jianrui and Zhu Miaomiao visited his apartment successively. The two rummaged around the house, smashed a lot of things, and left in a huff.

Afterwards, a man wearing a peaked cap and a black face mask sneaked into the apartment and hid ten packages of drugs in ten secret places. A pinhole camera just happened to be installed in one place, and it took a picture of the upper half of his face that was approaching abruptly. The eyebrows were sparse, and the eyes were fierce inverted triangles. You didn't need to input the screenshots into the computer for a more in-depth comparison. When he came out, he had nothing in common with Zhuang Li.

Since the drugs were secretly hidden by others while Zhuang Li was away, the police also released the client back.

In fact, Zhu Jianrui's layout will not be so low-level. In addition to the drugs hidden in the house, he also fabricated evidence on the Internet that Zhuang Li was in contact with the drug dealer. In this way, even if the person hiding the poison is photographed, the police have every reason to suspect that the person is just Zhuang Li's horse.

It's a pity that Zhu Jianrui's every move is under the supervision of Zhuang Li, and the evidence has long been destroyed.

Within an hour, Zhuang Li left the police station unhurriedly. There was no subway late at night, so he could only take a taxi home.

There were no taxis passing by the entrance of the police station, so he walked slowly along the sidewalk, and finally stopped in front of a billboard.

The lamp board emits a soft light, but the glass surface is covered with dust and looks dirty.

Zhuang Li, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, had to take a few steps forward and put his foot on the narrow curb.

Ye Feng lifted up his fluffy curly hair and his light nightgown, revealing a pair of slender legs. In a trance, he seemed to be wearing nothing inside. Someone whistled past him, and someone quietly approached his back, reaching out and pushing hard.

At this time, a car was coming at an extremely fast speed. The road was clear late at night, and no driver rushing home would slow down, and no driver could see the imminent danger.

If Zhuang Li fell off the curb and was hit by this 1.5-ton car at a speed of 120 yards, the force of the impact weighing more than 80 tons would make him shattered to pieces.

7480 scanned the danger from behind, but did not warn at all. But its momentary tension and excitement were keenly captured by Zhuang Li.

He quickly dodged the sneak attack, and the car that happened to pass by brushed his cheek and flew away, instantly disappearing into the night. When Zhuang Li looked back, the man who pushed him on purpose had disappeared without a trace.

In order to completely solve the trouble of Zhuang Li, Mima sent a lot of people to lurk around him. Mima doesn't give any clear instructions, but these people are used to killing people and know when is the most appropriate time.

Zhuang Li can monitor their communication on the Internet, but the murder plan buried deep in their hearts cannot be defended against.

As long as Zhuang Li dares to leave the hotel and face this unpredictable world, he will face any impromptu murder at any moment. They are random and at the same time uncontrollable.

Because of this unexpected episode, the desperate 7480 smiled gleefully, "Master, you were almost killed by Zhu Jianrui just now! Ha~"

The dawn of hope is ahead, it sees it!

"Wonderful, wonderful! I like Zhu Jianrui a little bit." Zhuang Li stood on the side of the road and clasped his hands lightly, his face full of excitement when the beasts smelled the blood.

Seeing his sinister appearance, 7480 somehow thought of the double-magnetic-field prison called "The Eternal Poem of Love".

If the host's liking is to make life worse than death, what will happen to Zhu Jianrui?

Thinking of the ashes 367 and the swallowed 169 and 248, 7480 shuddered for no reason.

Chapter 63 The Story of Pan Man 13 ┃ ​​Zhuang Li: What you want to destroy is what I want to protect.

Zhuang Li, who was almost killed by the crash, didn't feel terrified. Instead, his blood boiled and he couldn't contain his excitement. Although he is a scientist, his job is to invent and create, but in fact he prefers destruction and killing.

When he was seriously thinking about how to fight back against Zhu Jianrui, a pair of big hands suddenly came out from behind, grabbed his shoulders firmly, and pulled him back, away from the dangerous road.

Immediately, he was forced to slam into a broad, warm chest, and the tip of his high nose was aching from a layer of hard muscle.

He let out a "hiss", and was about to look up to see who was imprisoning him, when a big hand pressed the back of his head, pressed his face back to his broad chest, and rubbed his fluffy body. Soft curly hair, careful movements reveal unspeakable tenderness. Immediately afterwards, a very light sandalwood scent penetrated into the nostrils, like the water vapor lingering on the edge of the hot spring pool, and a slight inhalation moistened the entire chest cavity.

Afterwards, a warm suit jacket enveloped Zhuang Li's body, isolating the cool night wind, the exhaust fumes from the speeding cars, and even the shadows cast by the neon lights.

The owner of the big hand hugged Zhuang Li tightly, and his hoarse voice contained a violent gasp: "You were almost murdered just now!"

Zhuang Li looked up, then squinted and smiled. He had already smelled it, so he didn't struggle.

Early summer nights are the most comfortable, the temperature is neither cold nor hot, but the man is covered in sweat. Since it was difficult to turn around on the one-way street, his car was parked dozens of meters away.

Maybe he also witnessed the murder, so he ran over in a hurry.

Zhuang Li's body was wrapped in a familiar smell, and his ears were hearing the rapid heartbeat of this man, so strong and powerful, bang, bang, bang, one after another... It was real and alive. He hugged himself with his arms tightly bound, as if he wanted to build a safe harbor and continue the unfinished guard.

For some reason, Zhuang Li's nose suddenly had a sour taste, but he smiled happily.

He stretched out his hand to hug the man's thin waist, put his ear to his broad chest, and listened to his heartbeat like a fascination.

The man's already noisy heart suddenly changed its frequency when he got close, as if it would pop out of his chest in the next second.

He is nervous!

Zhuang Li curled his lips into a wicked smile. He raised his head and glanced at the man, who was also looking down at him, his expression as calm and cold as before, as if the earth would shake and the mountains would not change, but his heartbeat had already betrayed his chaotic mood. .

Zhuang Li laughed more and more badly, his dark red lips were hooked, but he didn't say a word. Faced with this person who is too familiar to be more familiar, language communication is no longer a necessity. The world seems to be a better place because of him.

Le Zhengming didn't know what to say, and felt embarrassed, but what was even more embarrassing was that he was reluctant to push the person out of his arms. His hand was still pressing on the back of his head, his five fingers seemed to be self-conscious, and he reluctantly stroked his soft and fluffy curly hair.

Silence spreads between the two, but a feeling of intimacy naturally arises.

When the two of them wanted to say something at the same time, the two bodyguards dragged a thin man over quickly, and replied in a deep voice, "General, I've been caught."

"Send it to the police station." Le Zhengming had to let go of this soft body.

Zhuang Li gathered up the jacket that was draped over his shoulders and had a man's body temperature, and asked, "Will you accompany me to record the statement?"

"Let's go." Le Zhengming stretched out his hand and embraced his thin shoulders. This movement seemed to be practiced many times, so natural and familiar.

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The skinny man insists that he is the mazai of some drug dealer, and that the motive for murdering Zhuang Li is because he swallowed the boss's goods. If this rhetoric is combined with the evidence that Zhu Jianrui fabricated Zhuang Li to contact the drug dealer, it can be said that there is no flaw at all.

It's a pity that when arresting the drug dealer, the police did not find any clues that Zhuang Li had an intersection with him. Based on the principle of never suspecting a crime, they could only let him go.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already dawn, and the mist coming from the top of the mountain tore a hole and let out a few wisps of yellowish morning light. The light fell on Zhuang Li, with a slight warmth, but not as warm as his heart at the moment.

Le Zhengming holds an important position, but he accompanies him to sit in the police station all night. He was recording a statement in the interrogation room, he was waiting outside, and he even let people buy a large bag of late-night snacks, all of which he liked to eat.

In a trance, Zhuang Li almost thought he had returned to the previous world. He doesn't have to worry about anything, and he doesn't have to worry about every aspect of his life. As long as this person is still around, he will do his best to shield him from the wind and rain.

Zhuang Li looked up at the few rays of morning light, and there were tears in his eyes. For some reason, he suddenly felt very happy.