Chapter 365 (1/2)

Zhang Yanfeng opened the door of the bookstore and walked in. The door was not closed. After all, it was the time for business.

Little Laurie was sitting at the back of the bar with a spoon in her hand, pressing her tongue over and over, stirring it up and thinking about something.

She used to say to Zhou ze that ghost difference can't be cultivated, but that doesn't mean her ability can't be further developed and mined.

In this regard, she has a personal experience.

More than half a year ago in Chengdu, the one who was chased by a group of ghost guards and fled in a hurry, but in less than a month, she took the white cat and killed it back. She still remembers that scene.

So, little Lori, who has been fighting with her tongue, doesn't notice that Lao Zhang has come back. Her subconscious is to notice, but only when the staff in the study comes back, it's not a stranger, so she doesn't care.

Lao Dao sat on the sofa and helped the little monkey mend his clothes with a needle and thread.

The little monkey is mischievous and likes to jump up and down, so the clothes are often broken or pulled. If you can mend them, the old man will tie them together to mend them.

Lao Dao has known a big girl before. She works in a hair salon in Tongcheng Gangzha District. Lao Dao often comes here. She has more skillful hands and mends Taoist robes for Lao Dao twice.

Her son is a little bit dementia, her husband is in the hometown easy to rest and work hard, the land is lazy to plant, can not, in order to maintain the livelihood and expenses of the family, she can only come out to do this business.

Later, when her husband took her son to the river for a bath, they caught the tide and drowned together.

When Lao Dao went to find the elder sister again, the colleague said that the elder sister cried all night after learning the news, and the next day she settled up and went back to her mother's house.

While thinking about the other side of the hand sewing a small piece of clothing,

maybe,

this is youth,

maybe,

this is life.

At the age of seventy-one, although there is not a son and a half, Lao Dao's emotional life is not boring. The bright people can't see him. The so-called club tender model periphery and other things have never been touched by Lao Dao.

On the contrary, he likes the older girls who are working-class workers;

everyone has a common language and they are vagrants in the world, but they can comfort each other.

Zhang Yanfeng goes to Lao Dao and wants to ask him what he should eat, because he can't eat ordinary people's food.

He also wanted to ask the Taoist priest where he should sleep, because he seemed to realize that he could not sleep at all.

He declined the dinner and signaled that he needed time alone and came out of the back door of the police station, saying he just wanted to breathe.

The leaders of the police station also understand this. If they have false identities and become involved in criminal groups, they will experience a completely different life on the other side.

Now the undercover task is successfully completed, and when it comes out again, it's another trance.

Just as in the early Qing Dynasty, a group of people fought for their hair; in the Republic of China, the military police forced to cut braids on the streets, so did a group of people cry for it.

If you stay in a specific environment for a long time, you will have inertia.

Of course, the leaders of the police think so, but in fact, Zhang Yanfeng just wants to go back to the bookstore and ask about the specific situation, and want to share his joy with Zhou Ze.

I'm still a policeman after my rebirth. It's good news. It's the best news.

”Lao Dao, where is Zhou Ze?” Asked Zhang Yanfeng.

Did he want to ask the boss?

But think about it, the word ”boss” still can't be said, after all, it's still not used to it. Although other people in the study call Zhou Ze ”boss”, Zhang Yanfeng's face is thin.

”Oh, he went to the police station with old Ann.” The old Taoist replied without raising his head.

”What to do at the police station?” Asked Zhang Yanfeng.

”Help you.”

”Help me?”

”Yeah, you've been caught. They're going to break into jail...”

Here,

Lao Dao raises his head abruptly,

looks at Zhang Yanfeng in front of him, then screams:

”ah ah!!!!!

Why are you back

”I...”

”Call the boss, quick, quick!” The old man shouted at little Laurie at the bar.

But I didn't know that I was screamed by the old Taoist priest.

little Lori, who was still trying to stir her tongue with a spoon, suddenly shuddered. The spoon went straight in and came to a deep throat.

Little Laurie slapped the counter with one hand and pulled the spoon out hard with the other, which made her face red.

”Boo!”

Finally,

the spoon was pulled out by himself.Little Laurie looked at the old road over there with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice:

”want to be in a hurry to give birth!”

“…………” Lao Dao.

Although he was angry with little Lori, the old man could only smile awkwardly. He immediately took out his cell phone and called the boss. The phone was connected, and then he hung up.

The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the bosses have not yet begun to break into prison.

Yes,

Zhou's boss and an's lawyer were delayed for some time because of something. It seems that a special activity started in the evening and ended in the late night. Many police forces were also dispatched by the nearby Municipal Bureau. As a result, at this point in the night, the number of police in the city police station doubled.

Lawyer Zhou Ze and lawyer an can only wait patiently.

it's not only lawyer an but also lawyer Zhou Ze who is similar to black fog. However, it's still safe when there are fewer people. In case of encountering several old criminal policemen with evil spirit, they may also be seen through.