After three drinks and five dishes, the atmosphere at the table gradually became more intense. Tang Peng and other members of the SWAT team also began to take turns toasting to Yang Lan and Wang Jie.
This time, not only Yang Lan and Wang Jie received first-class merit awards, but even Tang Peng and other police officers involved in the case also received the honor of second-class collective merit. In the eyes of Tang Peng and others, this is purely He has been honored by Yang Lan and Wang Jie. So the congratulations at this moment are actually from the heart.
After a few glasses of wine, even a masculine man can no longer bear it.
Amidst the congratulations, Yang Lan, whose face was red and already drunk, said: "Even now, I still can't believe that the murderer of the serial murders was actually killed by me and Wang Jie. He was shot to death. Looking back, that experience seemed like a dream..."
"Yes, I also feel that that experience was like a dream." Wang Jie nodded and agreed: "These days, I can't even sleep well. I'm afraid that as soon as I open my eyes, this heroic dream will come true. Will wake up."
Regarding the words of these two people, Tang Peng and other police officers only thought that they were being modest and did not continue the topic. Only Lin Yang knew that the feelings of these two people were all side effects of evil intentions - this was also The reason is that Lu Xiying's cultivation level is not enough and she is not yet proficient in the evil mind technique. When her cultivation level increases and she becomes proficient in using the evil mind art, she will naturally no longer have these problems.
This lively celebration banquet lasted until ten o'clock in the evening.
After returning to the dormitory, Lin Yang sat in front of his desk, took out the mottled bronze mirror, held it in his hand and studied it curiously.
In the past few days, he tried to let his spiritual consciousness enter the bronze mirror, and also tried to let the soul that had left the body enter the bronze mirror, but they all failed. From this point of view, this bronze mirror is not like Yushan, which can ⊥His consciousness or soul entered. Of course, it does not rule out that the method of his experiment was wrong.
Although there is no way to enter the world of the bronze mirror, whenever Lin Yang instills soul power into the bronze mirror, he can see the figures of the ladies and fungi on the mottled mirror surface.
However, that's all.
Although he can see the life of the lady and the fungus in the bronze mirror, Lin Yang has no way to affect them. Judging from the current situation, the lady and the fungus seem to be living a good life in the bronze mirror. They are all in a state of cultivation.
While Lin Yang was studying the demon mirror, Zhou Liang caught sight of this scene and asked curiously: "Third brother, what is that in your hand? It looks rusty, can't it be an antique? Ah...I Got it. You must have bought this from the antique market and planned to give it to Mengyao as a birthday gift, right?"
Liu Xiangcheng also raised his head from the game and took a look, questioning: "Lao San, are you sure that the thing in your hand is an antique? It looks rusty, no different from a piece of scrap metal. Could it be that you were kidnapped?" Did you lie? My sister Mengyao is majoring in archeology. If you give her a fake antique, you will make people laugh."
Ma Wanwen put down the "Acupuncture Classics A and B" he was reading and ran over to join in the fun: "Boss is right, Third Brother, if you really plan to give antiques to Mengyao, it's best to find someone knowledgeable. Let me help you identify it first, so as not to make any mistakes later."
"I bought this bronze mirror for myself to play with. It doesn't matter whether it's an antique or not." Lin Yang opened the drawer and looked like he was putting the demon mirror into the drawer of his desk. In fact, he was putting the demon mirror into the drawer of his desk.
He was sent back to Yushan. Then, he asked: "What, is Mengyao's birthday coming soon?"
"No way, third brother, you don't even know that sister Mengyao's birthday is coming soon?" Zhou Liang screamed strangely, as if he had discovered a new world, and he was amazed: "It's a good thing that you are still from our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
The Saint of Love actually doesn’t even know the birthday of sister Mengyao.”
Ma Wanwen nodded and agreed: "Yes, third child, you are not very qualified as a boyfriend.
Liu Xiangcheng was being surrounded by his opponents at the moment and had no time to be distracted. He just said two words, 'agree,' without raising his head.
Lin Yang cried out: "Please, I've said it many times, okay? Mengyao and I are just ordinary friends, not what you think."
He responded with three raised middle fingers and a disdainful word: "I despise you if you still act like a good boy after taking advantage."
After shaking his head with a wry smile, Lin Yang did not continue the topic and said instead: "You haven't told me yet when Mengyao's birthday is."
"Want to know? Ask Mengyao yourself, we won't tell you." Zhou Liang snorted.
Liu Xiangcheng and Ma Wanwen nodded repeatedly, obviously thinking the same thing as him.
Lin Yang originally wanted to call Xi Mengyao immediately to ask, but when he took out his mobile phone, he saw that it was already past ten forty. Since he had a bad cold some time ago, Xi Mengyao went to bed around ten thirty every day.
Already.
"Forget it, let's call Mengyao tomorrow." After thinking about it, Lin Yang put down the phone and did not call to harass Xi Mengyao to rest.
At this time, Liu Xiangcheng slammed the table and shouted in annoyance: "Damn it, even the best form can be reversed by the opponent. My team is just a bunch of pig teammates." Then, he angrily quit the game.
, got up and walked towards the toilet.
"Boss, please lend me your computer to surf the Internet."
While talking, Lin Yang sat in front of Liu Xiangcheng's laptop.
Although he also has a computer, at this point, it is only about ten minutes before the dormitory turns off the lights and the power and the Internet. When he takes out his computer and turns it on again, the electricity and the Internet are probably cut off before he can even open the web page.
Liu Xiangcheng had already disappeared out of sight, and only the voice came back from the corridor outside the dormitory: "Use yours, I don't plan to play anymore today anyway."
When opening the medical network forum, Lin Yang entered his account password and logged into his account named 'Xinglin Rookie.
"Hey, there are so many on-site text messages."
Lin Yang was surprised to find that there were dozens of unread text messages in the inbox of his account.
Driven by curiosity, he opened these text messages one by one and read them briefly.
After figuring out the whole story, Lin Yang used his spiritual consciousness to say to Chen Shiwen, who was floating next to him: "Fortunately, the baby's attending doctor finally listened to your suggestion and made the correct diagnosis. Otherwise, he would have died.
It is equivalent to harming the baby and the family. Mr. Chen, you have made a great contribution this time."
Chen Shiwen did not take any credit. He shook his head and said humbly: "It is the job of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded. There is no such thing as a lack of credit."
Lin Yang nodded, said nothing more, controlled the mouse, and began to browse the new papers in the forum.
At the same time, in the faculty and staff dormitory of the medical school, Bai Jie was preparing to exit the forum and turn off the computer.
Suddenly, she saw a familiar but unfamiliar name in the list of online people at the bottom of the forum.
"This guy Xinglin Rookie actually showed up."
She, who had always been calm, felt a little uncontrollably excited at this moment...