After the man left, there was still a faint scent of mint in the elevator.

According to Qiao Zhuo's cleanliness, even if he sprays men's perfume, he will not spray it like a flower peacock, but the smell is very light, almost inaudible.

But Qin Yuchen is an evolutionary of the five senses, even if there is only a trace of smell, he can capture it instantly. The cold smell of mint lingers on the tip of his nose. The "Officer Qin" that Qiao Zhuo dropped just now shocked him so much that his fingers trembled.Trembling, my heart has not calmed down for a long time.

What kind of person is able to guess and judge a stranger's occupation after meeting and talking to him in just two sentences.

And judging from Qiao Zhuo's determined expression just now, he thinks his conclusion is absolutely correct.

It was a kind of naked and arrogant arrogance.

Qin Yuchen came back to his senses, and walked out a second before the elevator door closed, picked up the communicator and said in a low voice: "Qin Yuchen, the first-level police officer of the Interstellar Federation, applies for access to the citizen file number SW32991075638."

The federal police acted very quickly, and the communicator beeped after a few seconds.

Qin Yuchen glanced at him with some certainty, then stopped suddenly, and his complexion immediately sank.

"Class A confidential documents, you have no right to read them."

Qin Yuchen looked at this line of words and fell silent.

The authority of a federal first-level police officer has always been unimpeded within the police station, and what is recorded in the citizen files that even he cannot access.

——

The system prompt sounded in Qiao Zhuo's ear: "The hero, Qin Yuchen, has a career growth value of +5."

The system said: "Host, the hero has already started to be interested in you."

Qiao Zhuo chuckled.

After hearing the laughter, the system was silent for a while before explaining again: "I mean, the male lead is going to investigate you, the villain."

Qiao Zhuo immediately lost interest when he heard this, and said sullenly, "Oh."

The system grabbed the resignation letter and tried to warn: "Host, please correct your attitude towards doing tasks, and refuse to be passive and sabotage."

Qiao Zhuo didn't speak, just raised his middle finger to support the mirror frame.

system:"……"

Qiao Zhuo smiled: "It's the first time I wear glasses, I'm not used to it."

The system came back to its senses and shouted: "Oh! You clearly did it on purpose!"

Qiao Zhuo slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "Oh, you discovered all of this."

The system shuts itself down again.

When Qiao Zhuo stepped out of the apartment, he saw Cui Ci, the new assistant who had called before, standing at the door, holding his car keys in his hand.

Qiao Zhuo said calmly, "Didn't I ask you to leave the keys downstairs?"

Cui Ci stepped forward to Qiao Zhuo's side, and said respectfully: "Professor Qiao, you go to the hospital so late and still need to be the surgeon, I think it's better for me to drive for you."

Not long after Cui Ci was transferred to the Federal Hospital, he desperately tried to show his presence in front of the resident senior professor in order to get a recommendation for promotion.

After all, looking at the entire interstellar world, there is only one person who can be rated as a senior professor at such a young age, and he is the well-deserved leader of the entire Federal Hospital today.

Qiao Zhuo looked down at the car keys held by Cui Ci, frowned, and asked coldly, "What do you think?"

For convenience, Cui Ci wanted to drive Qiao Zhuo's car for the first time, so when she was downstairs in the apartment, she took out Qian Rong's car keys wrapped in a dustproof bag, and now she is holding it in her right hand.

Cui Ci didn't expect to be questioned by Qiao Zhuo, his face changed, and he immediately apologized nervously: "I'm sorry, Professor Qiao, I made a presumptuous claim."

Qiao Zhuo looked at the bunch of keys, and when he thought about how much sweat and ashes of this person had been stained on them, he felt extremely unhappy.

The handsome man's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his jaw and clicked his tongue irritably. His brows and eyes were pale and sharp, and when he twisted them, his heart trembled.

The look of being disgusted and treated like garbage made Cui Ci almost unable to hold the key, and even contemptuously reflected that it was his own negligence that actually desecrated the other party.

Cui Ci had heard about Qiao Zhuo's obsession with cleanliness, but he didn't expect it to be this serious.

While shaking her hands, Cui Ci mumbled, "Professor, why don't I ask Sister Qian to pick you up?"

Qiao Zhuo glanced at the car and asked indifferently, "Have you ever sat in it?"

Cui Ci waved her hand quickly when she heard the words, "No, absolutely not! I just came to give you the key for Sister Qian..." The young man lowered his head and apologized again: "I'm sorry, Professor Qiao, I really didn't mean it."

Qiao Zhuo frowned, and when he was about to agree with Cui Ci's proposal, a male voice suddenly came from behind him.

Qin Yuchen walked over with the packing box in one hand, raised his hand to say hello when he saw it, "Hi, Qiao Zhuo!"

Cui Ci's eyes widened in fright. Who is this person who dares to call Professor Qiao's name directly?

Qin Yuchen stepped forward with his long legs, walked over and asked, "Why, wait for someone to pick you up?"

Cui Ci glanced at Qin Yuchen, then at the expressionless Qiao Zhuo, mistakenly thought that the two were close friends, and responded, "Yes, it's all my fault for delaying the professor's schedule."

Qin Yuchen glanced at the key in Cui Ci's hand with probing eyes, and had a faint guess in his heart, and said enthusiastically, "I'll see you off."

Cui Ci looked at Qiao Zhuo upon hearing this, and sure enough, he saw that the other party frowned, and his expression seemed to be displeased.

Qiao Zhuo has always seldom showed his emotions in front of outsiders, and sometimes he only smiled politely. Cui Ci never thought that he just stepped on the other party's minefield, and could see so much disgust on Qiao Zhuo's face, and his heart was inexplicably burning.

But Qin Yuchen was very alert and his powers of observation were astonishing. He seemed to say inadvertently, "I just picked up the car."

Qiao Zhuokong's expressionless eyes moved, his jaw tightened, and he asked, "Really?"

Qin Yuchen took out the car keys and opened the garage, "It's a real replacement."

Along the way, Qiao Zhuo sat silently in the back seat, while Cui Ci got into the co-pilot under Qin Yuchen's warm greeting.

Qin Yuchen held the steering wheel with one hand, showing his strong arms, chatting casually with Cui Ci.

Cui Cikong was ambitious but lacked in IQ, and Qin Yuchen questioned him about everything in less than five minutes.

As a first-class federal police officer, Qin Yuchen still has two brushes in his hands.

Qin Yuchen glanced back from the rearview mirror, met those cold eyes and smiled smartly, "So Qiao Zhuo is still an outstanding talent in your hospital."

There was admiration in Cui Ci's tone, "Yes, I was also admitted to the Federal Hospital because I wanted to learn from Professor Qiao."

Qin Yuchen raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was full of smiles.

Qiao Zhuo suddenly interrupted the 'chat' between the two in a soft voice, and said meaningfully: "Officer Qin is really working hard, and he is still working at such a late hour."

Cui Ci was taken aback, then turned to look at Qin Yuchen and asked, "Are you a police officer?"

Qin Yuchen didn't answer, just looked at Qiao Zhuo from the rearview mirror, and the two smiled thoughtfully.

Qin Yuchen said: "It's no more tiring than Professor Qiao, who has to go to the hospital himself at such a late hour."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the car stopped. Qian Rong in a white coat was waiting dignifiedly and gracefully at the gate of the hospital. Behind him were a group of doctors and nurses, each with nervous expressions.

Finally seeing Qiao Zhuo get off the car, a large group of them rushed up in an instant.

"professor!"

"Professor Qiao, you are finally here."

"The patient has been sent to the operating room..."

Seeing that Qiao Zhuo was not in his original car, Qian Rong instantly turned her head and gave Cui Ci a nonchalant look.

Qiao Zhuo coldly accepted the latest information on the patient handed over by Qian Rong, and quickly walked into the hospital gate without looking back.

The nurses and doctors on both sides lined up in two rows and trotted behind him. The solemn and solemn scene revealed the tense atmosphere of a race against time.

Cui Ci said helplessly: "I just shook the key to get off the car, but I didn't expect the professor to get angry."

Qian Rong took the car keys with a frown, and said dissatisfiedly: "The professor just hates other people touching his things without consent. From now on, we will strictly follow what I say."

Cui Ci bowed his head in response, and humbly asked for advice: "Apart from cleanliness, what else do you hate about the professor?"

Qian Rong skillfully took out an alcohol cotton cloth from her bag and wiped the key clean before putting it back into a new dustproof bag, and said without looking up: "The professor hates people asking about him."

Cui Ci stopped, and said in a muffled voice.

Qin Yuchen who was sitting in the car heard the words but suddenly felt that he was stepping on Qiao Zhuo's minefield.

Monitoring... is much more serious than inquiring.

Qin Yuchen frowned, and sighed irritably, but he never expected to see the packing box that he casually placed on the back seat as soon as he turned his head.

The lobster pasta in the western restaurant of the community.

Qin Yuchen clicked his tongue, stepped on the gas pedal with a cigarette in his mouth, he was negligent and forgot to hide it, probably because he was laughed at by that man.

Or to say that it is the most annoying to deal with people with such high IQs.

——

A lamp is on in the bedroom late at night, and numbers and symbols are constantly beating on the two giant-screen computers.

Qin Yuchen lay on the bed with his arm pillowed on his back, and with the other hand he threw baseballs at the wall opposite the bed, and caught them again and again.

The soft bang bang reverberated in the room, accompanied by the sound of the smuggling gang playing cards from 7602 being monitored.

"What a broken card, press it."

"Don't play tricks on me, kid, spread your hands!"

Qin Yuchen continued to throw the baseball mechanically while listening, but he kept thinking of that man in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a very light click, which was the sound of a key being inserted into the door lock, followed by a heavy sound of opening the door.

Qin Yuchen sat up suddenly, the baseball that flew back was not caught, and rolled to the side of the bed.

He restrained his excitement and intentionally slowed down his movements, walked slowly to the computer desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, with the earphone pressed to his ear, Qin Yuchen could clearly hear Qiao Zhuo's footsteps.

Because he was afraid of Qiao Zhuo's collapse, the system reminded him the first time he entered the door: "Please pay attention to the host, the male lead is listening."

Qiao Zhuo took off his coat and raised his eyebrows happily, "Who is the pervert, huh?"

The system choked speechlessly.

Qiao Zhuo had just completed an extremely difficult operation, and was exhausted at the moment. After washing up, he went straight into the bedroom.

After listening for half an hour, didn't get any information, but Qin Yuchen still listened very seriously, this is his job.

Qin Yuchen looked at the time, it was three o'clock in the morning, and Qiao Zhuo should be going to bed next.

Suddenly, a very light question came from the headset, as if Qiao Zhuo was talking to himself.

Qiao Zhuo said, "Try this today."

The system was surprised: "What are you going to do, host?"

Qiao Zhuo only said: "It's not suitable for children, start the mosaic program."

For the first time, the system passively opened the mosaic program under the order of the tasker, and all the voices fell silent for a while.

After the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Qin Yuchen, who was sitting in front of the computer showing doubts, heard a sigh from Qiao Zhuo very clearly with his evolved sense of hearing.

Qin Yuchen frowned, what is he doing?

"Well……"

The sticky, greasy, slippery fluid dripped down between the white fingers, Qiao Zhuo took a breath, and hissed again.

Qin Yuchen's expression was blank.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Zhuo's hoarse sigh came from the headset: "...It's so cold."

At this moment, Qin Yuchen jumped up from the chair in shock, his neck and arms were all red.

This voice, this voice...

Damn, would Qiao Zhuo do such a thing?!