Two or Three Things I Had to Say to the Detective Captain

Sleeping first, then talking, then having an affair and finally becoming ambiguous. It's mainly a story about two long-haired men, who wins and who is the one. ENTP criticizes the female college student × ISTJ detective captain, 21 vs. 34, With a 13-year age difference. TTL: Discipline in the first year and commit suicide in the second year, solving crimes and falling in love at the same time, a true record of an innocent old driver's car accident. I can't give you the sense of security you want - but I can give you a lifetime of trouble. --- In order to make it easier for everyone to experience the character design, I am attaching an article "The Legend of Coke Chicken Wings" written by Houwen Gudao. "Captain Song, do you think Coke Chicken Wings are great? I think we should create a legend for Coke Chicken Wings." Song Daidong was still busy washing the pots, and was too lazy to pay attention to this brat who claimed to be here to help, but in fact he was just here to steal some food. Also a biography. I stole three chicken wings. Do you believe I will plant them in the ground for you? Gudao didn't get the reply he wanted, so he just relied on his thick skin and followed her around with a chicken wing in his mouth, chattering endlessly and starting to make up nonsense. "Coca-Cola chicken wings are made from Xiyi sweet syrup and Chinese native bird wings. Its color is like black jade, its taste is salty and sweet, the meat is crispy and the bones are separated, children and children fight for chopsticks, and banquets are often lined up." "It may be said that this meal was created when the restaurant was in a hurry. A cook stir-fried sugar, burned the cauldron to dry, and occasionally poured black water into the cauldron - black water, a 'delicious' syrup made by America. When he flipped the wings quickly, he got a bright red color, the burnt aroma turned moist, and the sweet and salty combination was passed on, so he passed on his method~" Song Dynasty Dong shook the drained vegetables twice. He didn't want to hear the noise of Gudao, but he felt that the story was told with some literary talent, so he thought it was interesting and urged: "Then what?" Gudao sighed at the chicken bones and continued proudly: "Gu Dao said: A slight change in the taste tract can be seen. In the past, salted plums and soup were all produced in the mainland; now, Western soda has entered the Chinese kitchen, not only to quench thirst, but also as an important ingredient for cooking fresh food." "It has been in China for less than fifty years, and the stove has been used as usual. Therefore, those who innovate need not only chance and skill, but also open-mindedness. Later generations only know the joy of sucking fingers, but who knows the merits of the original reform and opening up?" Song Daidong patted the garlic and cut into shreds of ginger. After hearing this rhetorical question, he couldn't help but sigh: "Are you really a scholar? Have you never thought about taking the public exam?" Furudao curled his lips and reached out to steal the fourth piece of chicken wings. "Are you awesome? Let me tell you, I have practiced this skill specifically. I am not good at pinyin and type slowly. When I secretly chat with people in class, I speak in classical Chinese, which saves me typing a few words." Song Daidong rolled his eyes. Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes, as stated in the Tao Te Ching, and everyone who has completed nine years of compulsory education knows this. If you want to make a soup, you can only use plums and salt... It is a reference to the classics of Shangshu. I don't know where Gu Dao got the interest to read this kind of book. Just a tiny bit... Where the hell did this come from? Book of Rites? They took turns dropping their schoolbags, and their pussy was flying to the sky. Did this kid say it was just to chat secretly in class? Still fucking Gudao? COS Tai Shigong doesn't have time to help me wash the dishes? ? ? Purpose: Why do we exist?