Are you sick?

  A group of people arrived at the interrogation room, which was divided into an inner and outer chamber. The outer chamber was used to interrogate prisoners, while the smaller chamber was for leaders or mysterious figures like CSI to sit in and observe the interrogation through one-way glass.

  Li Chao walked directly into the small hut and gave Fang Xian a signal with his eyes.

  Fang Xian naturally understood what he meant by "single chat", so he instructed the girls to sit quietly outside and not run around, while he followed him into the small room.

  He closed the door and Li Chao took out a cigarette and handed it to Fang Xian: "Speak, what's wrong."

  At that time, Li Chao was quite proud. In his school days, he was short, fat and disgusting, with no special features or sense of humor, making him very unpopular. Fortunately, heroes don't ask about their origins, and his family tried every means to get him into the police station. He didn't disappoint everyone's expectations and quickly became the secretary of the police chief. After being a small fry for so many years, it was normal that he would become somewhat impressive after a hundred years of simmering.

  Fang Xian understood this kind of awesomeness and politely accepted the cigarette, lighting it himself.

  He used to look down on people who thought they were awesome just because they had a little talent, let's go our separate ways, you're full of crap.

  But now things are different, his life is no longer a pigeon cage and office, he has to consider the overall situation, he wants to cover two little girls, right, plus a pockmarked cousin.

  Men sometimes have to make sacrifices. When their wings are not full, they still need to put down a bit of their noble head, and this head is just what they think is noble.

  "Brother Li, save me!!" Fang Xian put down his attitude and, going against his conscience, uttered the two words "Brother Li".

  These two words, Li Chao had heard not a few times recently, but different people's mouths were saying different things. At this time, hearing Fang Xian say it, Li Chao's face remained calm, but his heart was already blooming with joy - Ah, you also have today.

  This situation has to drag back to university days.

  In that flowery era, Fang Xian wasn't so introverted yet. Playing basketball, messing around with studies, everything was actually pretty okay. To be honest, people like this are quite annoying, you see him being all carefree, but nothing ever gets left behind, he's got a kind of playful young master vibe going on. And at the time, Li Chao was still that short and chubby kid, no science brain to speak of, even less athletic talent, although not to the point where he'd get beaten up every day like Nobita, but still pretty much an outcast, nobody paid him any mind.

  The two had little communication during their university days, and even when they did communicate, Fang Xian was always superior to Li Chao, who felt slightly inferior.

  Fortune is turning around! Now is different from before!

  Years have passed, Li Chao has become the renowned Li Mi! While Fang Xian, due to frequent overtime and whatnot, has entered a state of semi-collapse, with a salary that's hardly worth mentioning, cooped up in a pigeonhole.

  Li Chao has been waiting for this moment, from this perspective, he is the real protagonist. He has been through thick and thin for many years, and his perfect counterattack against an ordinary person is a great reversal.

  So, foreign companies are like old ladies who have had plastic surgery more than a dozen times. They look beautiful on the surface, but don't ask about what's inside. State-owned enterprises are like veiled beauties, and entering that circle is truly being in the know.

  Li Chao finally waited for the long-awaited "Brother Li" two words, feeling great.

  "Don't ask me, just make things clear first." Li Chao puffed on his cigarette, exuding an air of superiority.

  Then Fang Xian told the story of how he had been beaten up by his savings, and how several distant relatives, including a few black-mouthed cousins, had come to rely on him. In order not to make Li Chao jealous, he lied that Zhao Ling'er Lin Yue was half mentally ill and wasn't even a wife.

  Li Chao puffed out a smoke ring, with an air of profundity.

  "Little brother, this matter is not easy to handle."

  No need to mention what can't be done, one "old brother" can make Fang Xian speechless, you really gave him face, didn't he call you "Xian Ge" two days ago?

  No choice, things are different now, I'll endure it.

  "Whether it can be done or not is still up to you, Brother Li."

  "You know, the bureau also has its own rules." Li Mi stood from a holistic perspective, looking very high and far. "Firstly, this matter is not small, there are video evidence, and besides, those two brothers in the office already knew they were black households, so it can't be helped but to investigate. If they didn't know, I could think of some ways, but now in this situation, I also can't do anything about it, right?"

  Li Chao's words translate to: Who the hell are you, why should I help you with such a big deal?

  In addition, Li Chao also expressed considerable difficulty, showing that he wanted to help but was unable to do so, and saved face by not pushing the issue further. In the end, Ya didn't take it too far.

  Li Mi indeed wasn't bragging, he had already set half a foot into the holy ranks.

  Fang Xian had no experience in dealing with such situations, so he could only ask awkwardly: "Then, Brother Li, what's going on with this?"

  Li Chao took out a second cigarette, made a gesture, waiting for Fang Xian to light it for him. However, this kid remained unmoved, silently scolding Fang Xian for being clueless, and had no choice but to take out his lighter himself.

  "I'll help you get out of this at most, let's just say the fight was between the two girls themselves, and I'll clear your name. You won't have to make a statement or have a criminal record, nor will we need to notify your workplace. This is already a huge risk for me."

  "You're putting your whole family at great risk, I wasn't doing well anyway."

  It seems that Li Chao is not going to help anymore.

  It makes sense to think about it, why should others take risks to help you, what can you give them in return? Do the upper class understand? Do they understand the exchange of interests? Do they understand the reciprocity of human relationships? What capital does Fang Xian have to exchange and reciprocate with?

  It seems like this is actually true...

  After being played by the old man for so long, apart from getting two beautiful women into trouble, Fang Xian still got something else - Miao Yi. (Strongly inserted statement: All descriptions of Miao Yi belong to Mushroom's rough artistic processing, don't take it seriously.)

  "Brother Li." Fang Xian stared at Li Chao for a few seconds.

  "Ah...... I really can't help anymore." Li Chao shook his head, "Don't ask me again."

  "No, you're sick." Fang Xian said very seriously.

  Li Chao looked dazed: "...... I'm sick?"

  "You're right, you're sick."

  "What's on your mind?" Li Chao thought to himself, "Is this guy scared? And what about Fang Xian's several female cousins, could it be that the Fang family has a history of inherited mental illness."

  "You really don't know you're sick?" Fang Xian asked.

  Li Chao secretly smiled in his heart. This kid has already spoken out of turn, as if he wants to pretend to be a Jianghu master. If you want to play with me, I'll accompany you.

  "...just had a physical check-up, and it's all good?"

  "Has it been checked down there?"

  "...None." Li Chao's heart finally panicked a little, his hand holding the cigarette butt trembling slightly.

  Fang Xian saw that his judgment was correct, and continued to ask: "Have you felt itchy lately? The more you scratch, the itchier it gets. The itchier it gets, the more you want to scratch, but you can't find a good opportunity to do so."

  "This... is kind of..." Li Chao had already started sweating.