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Chapter 35 Social Skills

Liu Jianfeng quickly smiled and turned to look at Liang Mengzhu. His smile was squeezed out, but he felt a little scary.

"Dear, don't get me wrong. Of course I am here to pursue you and make you fall in love with me again." Liu Jianfeng said: "As for the moment, I was not teasing her, but my professional habits. Now yours doesn't know me yet. Let me introduce it. My name is Liu Jianfeng, who is a fashion designer. So I accidentally saw that her clothes were awkward, so I naturally gave my opinion."

Liang Mengzhu narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you think I will trust you?"

"You must believe me, because I am really your husband, otherwise how did I know the red birthmark on my chest?" Liu Jianfeng showed his killer move.

"Hmph..." Liang Mengzhu snorted: "I was wearing a dress in the hotel that day. As I did just now, I told me that my chest should not be squeezed, which would cause swelling, pain and even hyperplasia. Maybe you saw it at that time."

"How is that possible? You were wearing low-cut and not exposed..." Liu Jianfeng once again proved.

"Stop doing this." Liang Mengzhu snorted. This is how people are. It is not easy to build trust, but if you want to destroy trust, it may be a trivial matter in an instant, which will cause trust to collapse in an instant.

Especially policemen like Liang Mengzhu are used to looking at everything with suspicious eyes, so she asked coldly: "You have to know what the consequences of maliciously deceiving the police. I will give you a chance in the end. To be honest, who are you?"

"Man." Liu Jianfeng said honestly: "The man in the end!"

"Are you talking about human words?" Before Liang Mengzhu finished speaking, she was stunned and suddenly flew on her cheeks. As a grassroots policeman, the one she contacted the most was the gangsters, and she was also influenced by a lot of meaning.

"You, dare you be a hooligan with me!" Liang Mengzhu immediately showed the momentum of the policewoman.

Liu Jianfeng waved his hand and said, "How can it be called a hooligan? This is just a kind of social skills. For example, the Cowherd peeked at the Weaver Girl taking a bath and stole other people's clothes. Is this a hooligan? The prince went to kiss the sleeping beauty in his sleep. Is this a hooligan? The most cruel thing is Snow White. He was in a state of death in the crystal coffin at that time. The prince charming still kissed her, and he didn't even let the body go. Oh, ah..."

Liu Jianfeng looked disgusting, and Liang Mengzhu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but then Liu Jianfeng changed his mind and said, "These stories tell us that every beautiful fate starts with being a hooligan."

Liang Mengzhu narrowed her eyes and stared at him, speechless for a moment.

Liu Jianfeng actually doesn't want to lie. He has known one truth since he was a child, that is, a lie needs countless lies to cover up.

But the most difficult thing to build between people is trust. If trust is established through lies and deception, it is the sand castle by the sea, and the smallest wave can destroy it.

Liu Jianfeng is not a person who likes to lie, but as an agent, he has to live in lies. He has played various roles over the years, including a wealthy and a down-and-out young man. He is the second leader of a brave and fierce gangster, and is also a shrewd and wise vice president of the company. He has worked as an interim actor in the film and television city and the youngest deputy department-level cadre in an institution.

Not to mention lying, sometimes he will feel a sense of loss and cannot figure out who he is.

The spies and agents on the hidden front are virtual characters themselves

Some people have been undercover all their lives and have been playing other people all their lives. Even if their wives and children have been around for decades, they don’t know their real name.

This itself is a huge work that is stressful and affects the safety of the country. Countless workers have a huge sense of responsibility, mission and honor, and are fighting on the front line with a desperate desire. They are proud of this.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Can't make up anymore? Let's tell the truth." Liang Mengzhu had a dark face, as if she saw through everything, and the suspect was about to confess immediately.

Liu Jianfeng sighed helplessly, his expression became stale. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a heart-wrenching shout from afar: "Ah... someone died!"

Liang Mengzhu was stunned, waiting for Liu Jianfeng to confess, and asked subconsciously: "Did you shout?"

Liu Jianfeng innocently spread his hands and closed his mouth tightly. Then the shout came again: "It's dead, someone is dead!"

"Damn it!" Liang Mengzhu swears, turned around and ran over after looking for a sound.

Liu Jianfeng hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to continue being questioned by Liang Mengzhu, and he was too lazy to lie, but he still had to continue investigating motorcycle killers in this community. He also wanted to watch the surveillance video and needed the help of Liang Mengzhu, the only community policeman, so he had to follow him and continued to use other lies to fulfill the first lie.

The heart-wrenching cry for help came louder, and Liang Mengzhu was impatient again. She not only did not have any timidity to catch the killer that day, but instead tore off her long skirt and rushed over with her long legs exposed.

At this time, wearing a police uniform, it was even more important to have a shoulder, and rushed out like a gust of wind. Liu Jianfeng hesitated for a moment and quickly followed.

The person who called for help was on the top floor of Unit 1, Building 5. He was a middle-aged woman. He was on the balcony, raising the window and shouting wildly: "Are you dead, come here!"

Liang Mengzhu rushed over quickly and started shouting downstairs: "What's going on?"

The woman upstairs saw it and immediately said, "Police, the police are here, it's dead!"

"Wait, I'll go up now." Liang Mengzhu shouted.

But the woman shouted, "You don't have to come up, it's not my house, it's a dead person on the other side!"

Liang Mengzhu and Liu Jianfeng looked in the direction she pointed at the same time. On the sixth floor opposite her house, just at the window, there was a woman wearing a nightgown and barefoot. Her scattered hair covered her face and couldn't see clearly, but she could see her long tongue spitting outside, scarlet and dazzling.

"Damn it!" Liang Mengzhu cursed again. Strictly speaking, yesterday's handover was her first day in office. This happened like this, which was too unlucky: "Save people quickly!"

Holding the last trace of luck, Liang Mengzhu shouted at Liu Jianfeng and rushed over first.

I can understand her mood, but it is really necessary to save people. The human tongue is actually very long, but there is a part hidden in the throat and belongs to the muscle tissue. When a person is alive, his muscles are tight, so he will not vomit it out. After he dies, the muscles will relax. With the effect of external forces, the tongue will be exposed, so this person is helpless.

I guess Liang Mengzhu knew it himself, but she still wanted to save people. Such a spirit is rare and life is as great as the sky. This is the necessary belief for an excellent policeman.

Liu Jianfeng quickly followed up, and the two of them quickly arrived at the top of Building 6, which are communities.

The house on the edge of the house is next to one unit, which is what the saying goes, the location of Fangshan.

The deceased was hanging in the room on the edge. If it were not for the neighbors of the same unit on the opposite building, it would be difficult to find out from other angles.

Liang Mengzhu rushed up and started smashing the door, but the door was locked and there was no movement inside. She was so anxious that she was about to kick her feet.

Liu Jianfeng hurriedly grabbed her and reached out to explore her hair that was folded up. Liang Mengzhu said furiously: "What are you doing? Are you sick?"

Liu Jianfeng ignored her at all and took out a small black hairpin from her hair. He was about to unlock the lock if he straightened it.

But as soon as the Issue Card was stabbed in, the door lock suddenly sounded softly and the door was opened from the inside.

This made Liang Mengzhu feel a little furrowed in an instant. She subconsciously took a step back and almost fell down the stairs. She quickly grabbed Liu Jianfeng's back coat.

Of course Liu Jianfeng didn't care. First of all, he didn't believe in the world. Secondly, he heard the footsteps in the room.

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and a sleepy man scratched his messy hair and asked, "I won't knock on the door, why are you smashing it!"

When Liang Mengzhu saw that a man appeared in front of her, wearing a vest and shorts, she was no longer afraid, but instead became angry: "Are you fucking at home? You don't know if something happened to your house, get out of here!"

Liang Mengzhu pushed the man away and rushed into the room frantically.

The man held the door and did not fall down. He asked in a confused look: "What happened? What happened to my family? Who are you?"

Liu Jianfeng looked at him seriously and said calmly: "I haven't seen him wearing a police uniform. Of course, it's a policeman. If something happens, you can tell by yourself."

The man's face suddenly darkened, he quickly turned around and rushed towards the room where there was a dead person. The next second there was a scream, but Liu Jianfeng narrowed his eyes, raised his lips slightly, and followed quickly.

The man instantly transformed from the half-sleeping state just now to extremely frightened and sad, and was wailing to let go of the person with Liang Mengzhu.

Liu Jianfeng hurriedly stopped and said, "Stop, no one is allowed to move!"

The two were frightened by the bolt-off roar. Liang Mengzhu turned her head and saw Liu Jianfeng staring at her and said, "It is good to believe that human life is greater than the sky, but we must also distinguish the situation. Seeing that her face is purple and swollen, her corpse spots are obvious, and there are obviously no vital signs. Then this is the murder scene. No one can destroy the scene before the criminal police, forensic personnel and forensic doctors collect evidence."

Liu Jianfeng's reminder made Liang Mengzhu stop quickly. The man howled and reached out to touch the corpse. Under Liu Jianfeng's stare, he retracted his hand, sat on the ground, and cried out loud: "Aling, what's wrong with you? Why? How can you leave me cruelly? How can I live alone!"

The man cried heartbrokenly and heartbroken.

Liang Mengzhu blocked between him and the body to prevent him from damaging the scene due to his excitement. At the same time, he took out his cell phone and called reluctantly.

The murder occurred in the community on the first day of her tenure. She was not valued in the police station, and her image was even more frustrated. She most likely had to go to the cover of the household registration room to poke it.
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