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In September, two policemen from the serious crime team came to Yao Ruozhi's house. As soon as they entered the house, they asked Yao Ruozhi if he knew a man named Fang Peng. Yao Ruozhi made them two cups of hot tea and worked in the kitchen for a while before coming out. She was preparing dinner, with soup simmering on the stove, and the aroma of radish and pork bone soup floated in the room. "I know him. He's my boyfriend." Yao Ruozhi stood by the coffee table and looked at the two policemen. Both of them are young, one is playing with a lighter, his brows are furrowed and his eyes are blurry, as if he is forced to endure a torturous addiction to cigarettes.
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