Wang Ping didn't have to wait long before a policeman appeared outside the iron gate of the detention room with Gu Lang.

Seeing a certain badger sitting on the corner of the cement wall with his claws holding his hairy legs, Gu Laosan suddenly felt distressed, but the policeman who accompanied him was surprised.

Isn't this in a cage? Who was so bold to release it?

"Boss, I'm here to pick you up!"

Gu Laosan squatted at the door, and then turned his head to let the policeman open the door. But before the latter could find the key, a furry figure had already approached itself when he heard the sound, and came out through the grille on the door.

The probe glanced at the corridor, and it seemed that only Gu Laosan came by himself, and he didn't see any trace of Wang An. Wang Ping lowered his hairy face again, pushed the snacks handed over by Gu Lang aside, and sat down on his shoulder, looking a little preoccupied.

"What's wrong with you, boss?"

Gu Lang frowned and looked at Wang Ping, who was a little different from the usual badger, and saw that he even refused snacks, and suddenly became a little apprehensive. This guy, could it be that he went to the police station and was scared, right?

"Hey, did you hit him?"

Without waiting to go out, Gu Laosan first questioned the policeman, and his words seemed very unpolite.

Uncle Police is not a service industry, so he won't give people habitual problems, and when he heard this, he just raised his eyelids, pointed to the corridor with a straight face, and said, "You can go!"

"Let me ask you, did you beat him? I always have the right to know, right?"

Gu Laosan was still about to ask, but when he saw the other party's cold face, he said solemnly: "No! It can't speak, so there's no need to play with it! I warn you, don't make trouble unreasonably at the police station! Otherwise, I can sue you for obstructing official business!"

"Gu Lang?"

At the end of the corridor, a young man who was very strange to Wang Ping suddenly ran over, and seeing that Gu Lang seemed to be arguing with the police, he hurriedly pulled his arm and walked out, while turning his head and apologizing to the policeman.

When he turned the hallway, he whispered: "This is not our home field, let's leave first!"

"Hmph, if I let me know that they abused the boss, I will sue them!"

Gu Laosan was still indignant, but he walked out very obediently, obviously agreeing with Su Ge's words.

Wang Ping, who was sitting on the shoulder of a salted fish, glanced at the young man curiously, and it happened that the other party also looked over, and after glancing at each other, he smiled and said hello.

"Hello, the little one is so cute!"

"Cute mud uncle!"

Wang Ping pulled the corners of his mouth with a dark face, raised his claw back to him with a middle claw, and lowered his head again.

Su Ge's smile froze on his face, and he secretly wondered if the gesture just now was the one that was used internationally. I heard Gu Lang sigh suddenly, and said worriedly: "Boss is really a little wrong, you didn't get beaten when you talked like this, it's not scientific!"

Su Ge looked at him in astonishment, a little confused.

You're wrong, aren't you? I'm obviously praising it, why do you want to be beaten?

In Siberia, a small town called Stoby on the banks of the Lena River, is still in the midst of bitter cold and snowstorms when spring is already in full swing in most of the northern hemisphere.

In the early morning, the streets are empty, and the occasional pedestrians are hurriedly walking through them wrapped tightly, and few people will stay outdoors.

If the cold wind in the winter in northern China is the slap of the stepmother, then the stepmother in Siberia is holding a knife, and every knife is pierced in the face.

Supposedly, such harsh climatic conditions should be inhabited, but the population of Stoby Town is not large. The vast land contains rich mineral resources, which attract human exploitation. The squid and salmon in the Lena River also make life not so difficult for people here.

Of course, there are pros and cons to everything, such as the harsh climatic conditions, which make it an ideal shelter for those who have not seen the light.

In the center of the town, just 200 meters from the post office, there is a single-family manor house, and the yard is full of neatly stacked timber. In the living room facing the door, the lights were already on, and the fireplace on the west side was burning vigorously, making the room warm as spring.

There were two rows of sofas in front of the fireplace, and two men were sitting opposite each other, discussing something in a low voice. One of them was Rotu who had left South America, and the man sitting across from him with a beard was Luke.

"He wants to get away from the old man and do things with me?"

Luke had a cigar in his hand, took a puff, and then leaned back on the couch and spat out a lazy smoke ring, just to hide his face, so that people could not guess the meaning of the words.

Luo Tu nodded, and sneered proudly: "A person like him who is unprofitable and can't afford to be early naturally knows who it is more beneficial to do things with!"

"How?"

Luke seemed a little disappointed, glanced at Rotu, frowned, and said, "You believe it?"

Luo Tu's expression froze, the smile on his face was stifled, and he was inexplicably a little apprehensive. frowned and thought for a while, before cautiously asking, "Does he have other plans?"

"Roto,"

Luke sat up straight, leaned close to his face, and sprayed his breath on Rotu's face with the smell of heavy secondhand smoke, and said warmly: "You will be the one who will take care of the overall situation in the future, and you can't look at things too one-sidedly." Robert is a little man, what can he do if he has two hearts and no two hearts? Don't stare at him, look at who's behind him!"

"You say...... Boss?"

Roto gave a look of surprise, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if lamenting that he had become stupid when he returned.

"Hmph, it's not just him!"

Luke leaned back again, and said with a contemptuous expression: "If you really want to do something for me, then he will have a greater role in staying with the old man! At this time, he asked to come to see me, just to know my whereabouts! He may have the instructions of the old man behind him, or it may be Interpol or some other force." There are a lot of people who want me to die!"

"I see, I'll send someone to kill him!" Roto grimaced.

"You still don't understand!"

Luke shook his head a little amusedly, pointed at Rotu and scolded with a smile: "You guy, why did you become so stupid as soon as you came back to me! Use your brain! If he really belongs to me, won't you ruin my reputation by doing this?"

Promise him first, and then give him a fake address, and send a little brother to the joint at random, and see who is behind him, won't it be clear?"

"Hehe......"

Roto also laughed, touching his head, as if he was a little shy. Probably only he knows whether he is really confused, or if he is pretending to be confused.

"Hey, come over for breakfast!"

In an open compartment to the east, the bearded Ivan, wearing a cartoon apron, came out with a cigarette in his mouth and shouted. The two got up at the same time and walked towards the restaurant. After a while, Luke's speechless scolding could be heard.

"Fack, Ivan, you bastard, I want breakfast with omelette, milk, not whiskey with sashimi!"

"This is Russia, you have to get used to it!" a gruff voice shouted in a loud voice.

"I'm used to your whole family!FakeOil!Fake-Demon-Mazawa!Rotto, you can find a babysitter tomorrow...... No, you'll go later...... You go now!"