Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Fu Minghui jumped up quickly and almost instinctively helped Luo Zhao rub the bumped part.

But she jumped too high and hit the upper bed board with a bang, harder than Luo Zhao.

But she was far from that restrained and fell directly onto the bed, holding her head and moaning.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts... I'm going to have a concussion."

Luo Zhao's head was still burning, but he was forced to check Fu Minghui's head first.

"Are you going to break the bed board?" He even found it funny when he found out that it was fine but definitely swollen.

"That's better than hitting an iron wall." Fu Minghui took a breath of air and sat up with his head in his hands.

So the following scene became: the two people rubbed each other's heads.

The movements started out naturally, but soon they discovered that this brought them very close, until they breathed each other and their eyes suddenly collided.

Luo Zhao felt a little embarrassed and quickly backed away to a safe distance.

Fu Minghui pretended not to care, but in fact her heart was pounding, and only she knew it.

Does a man need to be so evil if he is not a handsome man?

She was thinking in her heart, but she concealed it and said, "Then please check it quickly, Teacher Luo. I don't want to stay in this shabby school for another day."

"Be careful." Luo Zhao dropped these two words and left.

After leaving the confines of the dormitory building and entering the small garden, he felt the cool air brought comfort.

How is it like escaping?

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already three-thirty in the morning.

Fu Minghui only felt that he fell asleep for a while, but in fact several hours had passed.

"Luo Chu." Just as he stood still, a woman walked out of the bushes next to him.

She is twenty-seven or eighty years old, tall, very beautiful but not irritating at all. She is very gentle and intellectual, and seems to be completely non-aggressive and very comfortable.

"Oh, Xiao Du, are you still here?" Luo Zhao nodded to the woman, Du Keying.

"Thank you for helping me this time. I know this is a bit illegal and I'm sorry for you." He apologized slightly.

"It doesn't matter, we are all colleagues, there is nothing that cannot be solved over a meal." Du Keying smiled, her attitude was cordial but would not exceed the limit and would not arouse vigilance.

"Before my people come over, I have to trouble you to keep an eye on it for a long time." Luo Zhao raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's only a few hours, as long as it's dawn."

"Do you have any clues?" Du Keying asked, taking a step forward without leaving a trace, getting closer to Luo Zhao.

But that distance is an absolutely safe social distance.

From the time she appeared until now, she has been very good at speaking and doing things, and has a good sense of scale and propriety. She is never like Fu Minghui, who makes reckless mistakes and then panics immediately after making mistakes. Her whole temperament has a sense of stumbling.

"We have some clues." Luo Zhao nodded.

Because they were in different departments, they were unwilling to say too much. They just said, "Don't worry, I will treat you to dinner when this case is over."

"I can't refuse Luo Chu's invitation to dinner. Not many people in the bureau enjoy this treatment." Du Keying tilted her head and showed a playful smile, "Are you still staying here now?"

Luo Zhao nodded, "We'll leave when it gets light. You can go back first."

Du Keying responded, turned around and left. She was not sloppy at all, nor did she appear to have any other plans for Luo Zhao.

She quickly returned to a room on the second floor of the dormitory building and couldn't help but look back in the direction of the small garden.

She happened to have a cousin studying here, so she used this as an excuse to stay overnight and stay to take care of Luo Zhao's new non-staff member in the "cleaning department". She had read Fu Minghui's information. He was just a rich second generation who had accomplished nothing. He was pretty good looking, but not amazing either. She just didn't know if he had any special abilities that Luo Zhao liked.

But for such a person, Luo Zhao must look down on him from a male and female perspective.

Besides, there is discipline in the bureau.

Luo Zhao was born as a soldier, and observing discipline is engraved in his bones and deep in his soul.

She had nothing to worry about, it was just...

Luo Zhao took a little too much care of Fu Minghui.

But now she felt that she was overthinking it. After all, she had been in close contact with him. When Fu Minghui was unconscious, she really felt that there was nothing special about the non-staff member in the cleaning department. It was just Luo Zhao who wanted to protect his subordinates.

After all, he's been through that before...

Du Keying thought about it, then walked to the empty bed and lay down.

Everyone in the dormitory fell asleep deeply with her "assistance", and empty beds were readily available. After all, the previous incident of the dormitory aunt jumping off the building scared some students to live outside.

In fact, she kind of hoped that Luo Zhao's men wouldn't be able to come for the time being, so that she could work with Luo Zhao again.

Although, the director of their technical department will be unhappy.

Fu Minghui had no idea about all this. She just pushed Hu Yun a few times after Luo Zhao left.

It turned out that she was sleeping very deeply. If she moved lightly, she wouldn't be able to wake her up. If he moved harder, he would have to push her down.

In fact, at this time, Fu Minghui was a little reluctant to stay alone. After all, sleeping too primitively was no different from death.

If something terrible happens to her, no one can bear it with her.

However, she didn't want to force Hu Yun to wake up, for fear of affecting his body. If she pushed him down, she wouldn't be able to move him, so he couldn't let Hu Yun lie on the ground, right?

She lay on the bed, picked up her mobile phone, and glanced in the direction of the window from time to time, fearing that another terrible shadow would be reflected.

After thinking for a long time, I simply listed Luo Zhao as an emergency contact, and the one who made calls and sent WeChat messages was at the top of the list.

If anything happens, you can contact us immediately.

Fortunately, after hesitating for a long time, she finally managed to hold back and did not send a few words to Luo Zhao on WeChat now.

That man was a work-oriented man and would not chat with her about things that had nothing to do with work.

She had to remind herself all the time that Luo Zhao was not her friend, not even a colleague, but her immediate boss.

It's a pity that she is a non-staff member. According to the bureau's regulations, except for the direct leader, she cannot add the contact information of other colleagues.

Otherwise, it would be great to have a chat with Yun Ke at this time. If not, you could also have a chat with Lu Dachui to see if he is angry because of the failure of the mission.

She didn't dare to sleep, so she had to find something to do.

I put on my headphones and watched videos and dramas until dawn.

But sometimes her body really doesn't obey the command of her will. At some point, she fell asleep again while holding her cell phone.

Fortunately, we didn't cross the border.

She kept having random dreams, always dreaming of someone hitting her on the head, as if they were trying to knock out her brains. When she woke up in the morning, her head hurt so much that it felt like it was going to split.

"Oh, why did I fall asleep on my stomach?" Hu Yun also happened to wake up at this time, with a mark on his face, scruffy hair, and extremely annoyed, "I haven't finished my homework, Fu Minghui, why don't you call me Wake me up."

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