"No." Wan Yi had a headache and couldn't figure it out with his cousin. He had to find a way to get another set of pajamas.
"Wow, then your boss is even better at playing games. Even his boyfriend and girlfriend can no longer satisfy him." Still playing the uncle-nephew thing?
What a beast!
Wan Yi?
He no longer wanted to talk to his cousin.
"Don't think that we, Mr. Yan, are as dirty as the rich second generations in your circle."
Zhou Tong sneered: "Yes, the rich second generation in my circle at least don't play role-playing."
When Wan Yi heard this, he couldn't explain it to his cousin and muttered: "Just cheat me."
After hanging up the phone, Wan Yi went to find someone again to get normal pajamas worn by little girls.
Manshu, who had just listened to the phone call between Yan Zhan and Wan Yi, finally understood that pajamas were not Third Uncle's personal hobby, but Wan Yi's self-defeating one.
She simply stuffed her pajamas into the gift box and took the box out.
As a result, a box of red stuff fell out accidentally.
A small, boxy box.
Manshu had never eaten pork before, and she had seen pigs running around before, so her face suddenly turned red.
Yan Zhan?
Yan Zhan only saw something fell to the ground and bent down to pick it up.
After seeing clearly what was written on the box, my face turned dark.
When Wan Yi sent pajamas over again, he learned that his bonus had been deducted for three months.
He didn't dare to ask what happened, so he could only suffer in silence.
As for the box of small raincoats, Manshu has no trace of it.
She changed into normal pajamas and finally felt comfortable.
Go to the study room with Yan Zhan to watch the surveillance video.
The club's surveillance system is very subtle. From the surveillance system, we can see that it was King who beat people to death, not Xu Wang.
It would be impossible to say that Xu Wan would strike with a fatal blow. The best he could do would be called a counterattack.
Manshu watched it over and over again, not missing every detail.
It wasn't until he was sure that Xu Wan didn't lose control that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you relieved?" Yan Zhan's eyes darkened slightly.
Judging from the video, it is true that the king beat more fiercely.
But there are also strange places.
King feels no pain?
No matter how Xu Wang hit King, he seemed completely unconscious.
As for Xu Wang, when he exploded later, his strength was greater than before, and at the same time, his anger was heavier.
There was indeed the possibility of losing control of his emotions, but seeing him throw punches, he restrained himself.
He is slowly finding ways to master power and use it.
This is undoubtedly a smart young man.
If he can really be recruited into a special department and receive professional training, he might not be able to grow into an elite in the department in the future.
"I have a question." Manshu raised his paw weakly.
Yan Zhan looked at her and gestured to her.
"In the end, Xu Huan hit the king's head with his head. Wasn't that the one that knocked him to death?"
Doesn't the fatal injury mean a heavy blow to the head?
If Xu Wang is eventually prosecuted, will that suddenly become a breakthrough for others?
"I can't tell." Yan Zhan did not give Manshu a definite answer.
After all, judging from the surveillance, his blow was indeed quite heavy.
If the police prove that Xu Wang's strength exceeds that of ordinary people, his blow would indeed be enough to kill someone.
Yan Zhan said so much that Manshu's heart was lifted.
"Uncle Third, can we ask a professional to make a judgment?"
"What to judge?" Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows.
She doesn't believe him?
"Determine whether Xu Wang lost control of his emotions when he was boxing with the king."
If someone mentioned that Xu Wang could not control himself and injured his teammates before, it would probably affect the police's judgment on this case.