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257 Drunk
257 being drunk
Fat San opened the canteen, took out two bottles of beer from the freezer, and placed them in front of Yi Zhonghai: "Here, I bought this new wine, you must try it!"
Yi Zhonghai took a sip and praised: "Not bad, delicious."
Fat San laughed loudly, but suddenly stopped. Yi Zhonghai watched with sharp eyes as his fingers inadvertently crossed his waist, as if there was something hidden there.
"Fat San, when you ran out of Mustache, did you take anything from it?" Yi Zhonghai asked.
Fatty San suddenly became nervous: "No, no, you are talking nonsense!"
Fat San took a sip of beer and said in a narrow tone: "Brother, you think too much! I just went out to relieve myself683."
Yi Zhonghai saw that he didn't want to say more and couldn't press him, so he could only pretend to smile casually: "Really? Then I must have read it wrong just now."
Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Fat San secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, you've been working hard on solving cases recently. Come on, have another drink to relieve the work pressure!"
Yi Zhonghai took the new bottle on the table, but saw Fat San's uneasy look on the glass. He was convinced, but decided to be tolerant for the time being: "Well, forget it, you are tired too, come here and sit down, it is not as good as us two brothers being alone year after year."
Fat San smiled and clinked glasses with him (ceab). The two of them subconsciously avoided the strange gaze. Yi Zhonghai secretly made up his mind to spy on Fat San's movements and find loopholes to expose the truth.
Fat San glanced at Yi Zhonghai and said as if to apologize: "Brother, my wine is indeed a bit strong, so I'd better drink it slowly."
Yi Zhonghai shook his head and smiled, then raised his head and took another sip: "I will never regret this wine. Drink it with confidence. I can handle it!"
Not long after, Yi Zhonghai felt that his limbs were weak as he was already drunk. Fat San saw this and quickly helped him up: "You're drunk, I'll take you back to your room right now.
The two of them helped each other and left. On the way, Yi Zhonghai made a fuss: "Uncle Fat... let's go to our back... okay?"
Fat San hurriedly held him down: "Shh, keep your voice down! Go back to your room and leave. Don't do stupid things to make people say sarcastic things."
After finally sending the person to the door, Fat San left with a sigh of relief.
After returning to the room, Yi Zhonghai gradually woke up. But the more he thought about it, Fat San's actions seemed so ridiculous...could he be hiding something?
As soon as Yi Zhonghai returned to the room, his whole body was trembling. He stumbled and tried to pour a glass of water, but his hands were already as soft as cotton wool.
"Fat San, this guy's wine is really exciting..." He muttered in a daze.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his vision went dark, and he threw himself directly towards the bed beside him. Yi Zhonghai, who was unable to react in time, felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and then he knew nothing.
When he woke up again, it was completely dark. Yi Zhonghai opened his hazy eyes, his limbs were still weak and he had a splitting headache.
"Hiccup... What a hell..." He groaned weakly and turned over with difficulty.
After a while, alcohol takes effect in the body like adding insult to injury. Yi Zhonghai fell asleep again and didn't wake up until dawn the next day.
At dawn the next day, there was movement that woke up Yi Zhonghai.
"Dang Dang——Yi Zhonghai, wake up! Open the door!" It was Qin Huairu's voice.
Yi Zhonghai reluctantly opened his cloudy eyes, climbed up and supported the wall and slowly came to the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Qin Huairu said angrily: "Why don't you answer the phone?! I have called you many times. We have to continue to study this matter!".