"Director Fan, do you want 007 to change into a gun?" The fat woman who was filming the camera picked her nose and came forward. When she was close to Fan Xiaojin, she bent down, licked her fingers, and asked in a low voice.

Fan Xiaojin then noticed that Li Yong was wearing casual clothes. Since it was a model police interview, of course he had to wear clothes. So, she asked Wei Fangxia: "Sister Wei, let him change into a pair of clothes!"

"I don't have any men's clothes here. Wait until I go out and borrow one from my colleague."

After Wei Fangxia left, the room felt a little awkward. Originally, Fan Xiaojin was good at interviewing and communicating with interviewers. She was good at livening up the atmosphere, but she became a little nervous when Li Yong looked at her just now.

Li Yong was not embarrassed. He leaned comfortably on the sofa and suddenly asked: "Is there water?"

"Yes." Fan Xiaojin agreed and stood up to pour water. At this moment, she regarded Li Yong as a guest.

It was also because of this glass of water that Fan Xiaojin felt less embarrassed and began to communicate with Li Yong.

"What tea do you want?" she asked.

"Whatever!" Li Yong is not that particular and always drinks whatever he has.

"There is no random brand of tea here, please try another one!" Fan Xiaojin chuckled.

Li Yong also smiled slightly, amused by Fan Xiaojin's little humor.

After handing the tea cup to Li Yong, Fan Xiaojin said: "I am going to create a novel based on your prototype. The name of the novel is called Undercover. So, I want to know about your life. After the interview, I am going to tell you

I will stay at home for a few days. I heard that your home is very big and has many rooms. I hope you can give me this opportunity."

"I won't cause you too much trouble. I can pay for the room, living expenses, water and electricity bills."

Li Yong smiled and said: "You don't have to pay anything. You are welcome to come to my home as a guest. You can stay as long as you like. You don't have to be afraid. Sister Wei also lives in my home. We provide food and accommodation."

Play Bao Le to cover everything.”

"Thank you." Fan Xiaojin smiled, very fresh and beautiful. She also heard that Wei Fangxia lived in Li Yong's house, otherwise, she would be embarrassed to live there. After thinking about it, she added: "The reason why I live in your house

, because I want to understand your strengths and weaknesses from the side, especially your wife, who must know you best."

Li Yong thought to himself, you would be wrong if you asked my wife to get to know me as a person. Thinking of Han Lu's evaluation of him, that both his advantages and disadvantages were that he was good at bed, Li Yong sighed. However, he still smiled and said: "Okay."

At this time, Wei Fangxia found a set of men's clothing and put it on Li Yong: "Change into it."

Li Yong took off his shirt and said with a smile: "I don't shy away from changing clothes, so you can rest assured. If you want to see the front, look at the front, if you want to see the back, look at the back, if you want to look at the top, look at the top, if you want to look at the bottom, look at the bottom."

Unexpectedly, it would have been better if Li Yong didn't say anything. After he did, Wei Fangxia immediately pulled Fan Xiaojin out.

The obese woman who was left alone to take the camera still looked at Li Yong with a leering look, drooling and praising: "Your muscles are very strong. You must be very powerful. You are a strong man."

Li Yong's heart tightened. The feeling of facing a beautiful woman was different from that of an ugly woman. He had the urge to cover his whole body. He felt that he would suffer a big loss if he let this obese woman take a look at her breast muscles.

Li Yong immediately stopped taking off his pants and discussed: "Don't stare so wide, okay? And your mouth, please close it and wipe off the saliva."

"Hey, I just want to take a look, I won't say anything..." The fat man wiped his saliva and wanted to explain. Fan Xiaojin, who had walked outside, had already turned around and shouted: "Boss Feng, come out quickly."

Fatty Feng Zhuangzhuang then turned around and left. As a boss, she listened very much to the employee Fan Xiaojin.

Without Feng Zhuangzhuang's leering eyes and drooling look, Li Yong suddenly felt much more relaxed.

He picked up the clothes and was about to put them on, but at this moment, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

After looking around, he brought the gun to his nose and smelled it carefully.

This is a clean set of clothes that has just been washed. It still smells of laundry detergent and a faint scent of perfume, but Li Yong is very sure that the faint smell of blood comes from this set of clothes.

Li Yong did not wear the bloody clothes, but put on his own clothes again, walked outside with the suspicious clothes, and asked Wei Fangxia: "Whose clothes are these?"

"Why don't you change it?" Wei Fangxia asked without answering.

Seeing a few policemen chatting outside, Li Yong pulled Wei Fangxia into the office, lowered his voice, and asked seriously: "There is a strange smell of blood on the clothes. I suspect these clothes are not clean. If you don't believe me, smell it and see."

Wei Fangxia really smelled it, but she didn't smell anything: "No way, what are you talking about? These are the clothes of deputy director Lu Xiangrong. When Sister Yang is promoted to director next month, Lu Xiangrong will be the chief director here."

"From now on, I will work under him, and you must obey his orders. Don't you dislike Director Lu's clothes being unclean? Let me tell you, it's already great that Director Lu can lend you his clothes.

"

Li Yong and Lu Xiangrong had met once before, and he felt disgusted when he thought of Lu Xiangrong deliberately trying to please Ji Jinan.

The smell of blood still lingers on the washed clothes. This can only mean that the blood was directly spattered on the clothes, and a lot of it was spattered. As the deputy director, Lu Xiangrong, how could there be blood splattered on his body?

Li Yong opened his clairvoyance eyes and looked at Lu Xiangrong's office. At this time, Lu Xiangrong was working, looking like a good director, but there were no scars on his body. This was obviously not his own blood.

Li Yong brought the clothes to his nose again and smelled it. The smell of blood became more and more obvious.

Since practicing the Resurrection Technique, all of his abilities have been far superior to those of ordinary people. As his inner strength is transformed into spiritual power, his strength has been further enhanced. Not only has his clairvoyance and eavesdropping abilities been significantly enhanced, but his sense of smell has also been significantly improved.

.He felt that his nose was much more sensitive than the most sensitive dog nose.

As a result, he strengthened his judgment that this might be a criminal case.

However, he did not tell Wei Fangxia his speculation. Even if he told it, Wei Fangxia would not believe it, because without direct evidence, Wei Fangxia would think that Li Yong was talking nonsense.

Li Yong thought for a while and then asked: "Is Director Lu busy solving cases these days?"

"No, he has been studying in the province some time ago. He just came back yesterday and is preparing to be appointed as the director. It is said that the appointment from above will come down soon." Wei Fangxia replied.

Li Yong felt that there might be blood stains when solving the case, but since he didn't solve the case, where did the smell of blood on his clothes come from? Could it be... Li Yong didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He handed the * to Wei Fangxia: "I don't want to wear this set of clothes. You can change into a clean one!"

"Why do you have so many demands?" Wei Fangxia was very dissatisfied.

Li Yong ordered: "Give the clothes back to Lu Xiangrong and say they smell of blood. Let's see what he will say?"

"This is inappropriate! He will be promoted to the main position soon. I don't dare to say nonsense."

"What are you afraid of? Just say it was me who said it." Li Yong encouraged.

"Aren't you afraid that he will wear small shoes for you?" Wei Fangxia was worried about Li Yong.

"I'm afraid he won't dare to wear it." Li Yong smiled slightly: "I'll give him this chance."

"Okay! Since you are looking for death, I will watch you die." Wei Fangxia suddenly smiled, then turned and left.

Before she borrowed the clothes, she returned them to Lu Xiangrong. In Li Yong's perspective, after Lu Xiangrong received the clothes, he asked in surprise: "Why did you return them so quickly?"

"Li Yong said that your clothes smell of blood. He seems to have a mysophobia and refuses to wear them." Wei Fangxia said angrily, "But I can't even smell it. It obviously doesn't smell at all."

Lu Xiangrong's expression changed obviously, and his heart beat wildly several times. However, he quickly forced himself to calm down and said, "Yesterday I killed a chicken with my own hands. Maybe it was splattered with chicken blood!"

Judging from his reaction, Li Yongyong was sure that there must be a story in it.

Because it was definitely not chicken blood. The smell of blood that his nose smelled was definitely human blood.

He has the life experiences of eighty miracle doctors in his mind, and his judgment of human blood is absolutely correct.

Moreover, he found that Lu Xiangrong was obviously panicked. Wei Fangxia might not be able to see it, but Li Yong's consciousness clearly sensed that his heart was beating wildly and his breathing became heavy. This was a reaction to fear of nervousness and fear.

Li Yong was like an advanced lie detector, detecting all the subtle changes in Lu Xiangrong's heart.

After deciding that Lu Xiangrong was suspicious, Li Yong began to look through Lu Xiangrong's entire office, not sparing every corner; then he began to look through Lu Xiangrong's body, but found nothing.

Lu Xiangrong's office is very tidy, his clothes are also very clean, and there is no doubt about it.

However, after Wei Fangxia left, he picked up the set and smelled it for a long time.

Then, I walked away in the office and couldn't calm down to work. It was obvious that something was on my mind.

This increased Li Yong's suspicion. Li Yong had not yet reached the eighth level of cultivation and could not see into people's hearts, otherwise he would already know what Song Xiangrong was thinking.

Not long after, Wei Fangxia brought back a brand new set of clothes, saying that no one had worn them and found them in the logistics department. Li Yong took them and smelled them, and there was no smell of blood at all. This made him even more sure that he was

Just a guess.

After putting on his clothes, Li Yong sat on the sofa and was interviewed by Fan Xiaojin.

Fan Xiaojin asked the questions one by one according to the questions on the paper. Li Yong answered seriously and exposed some of his privacy. In particular, he talked about his love life with Han Lu emphatically.

By the time the interview ended, it was already noon.

Fan Xiaojin wanted to invite Li Yong and Wei Fangxia to dinner, and Wei Fangxia immediately agreed.

But Li Yong said: "I still have something to do. I don't have time to eat."
Chapter completed!