Li Zhenshu's family racked their brains to think about the scourge of Maoxiang's stone field. --- knows, before this method of harming people has come up with it, his own family has suffered first. The first victim of this is the unlucky winter solstice.

In the early morning of the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, it was still dark. The villagers are still sleeping soundly on their beds because of the tiredness of the New Year. No one expected that the broken three-wheeled motorcycle in the town police station, which was running and shaking the mountains, rumbled into the village. The motorcycle drove Director Lin and the police officers who came to investigate the scene of the theft last time directly to the door of the sour jujube house behind the xylophone house. The two got out of the car, one wandered around the courtyard wall, and the other stepped forward to slam the door with "ping pong".

The sour jujube, which was still asleep, got up with a grunt. He asked loudly through the window, "Which one, is there something wrong with knocking on the door so early?"

Director Lin didn't say anything, but still slammed the door hard, pushing the entire door panel to start shaking. Another police officer simply took off his cotton coat and hat. He retreated a few meters, hunched his waist, and with a few arrows, he jumped up the not-so-high fence and turned into the courtyard of the sour jujube house. He opened the latch, leaned against the door, and cried out, "Open the door, open it quickly."

The old couple of sour dates were stunned. The two of them sat on the bed in their arms, unable to move or get off the ground. The sour jujube also asked tremblingly, who is it, what is this for?

At this time, a late born spirit sleeping outside got up, and his face changed abruptly. He hurriedly threw on his pants and put on his padded jacket, his eyes almost desperately searching for a possible way to escape. The only way to escape from the house was the door that had been blocked by the police. Unless he can shrink into a rat and escape from the rat hole. He took a few steps into the inner room, and whispered in a hoarse voice, If you ask me, you will say that you are not there. After that, he "slipped down" under his father's bed. Like a stiff snake, silently clinging to the cold wall, not daring to move, not daring to breathe.

The old couple of sour dates were stunned by the actions of the late birth again. I don't know what happened to me, and I don't understand how the baby cub could look so frightened and embarrassed.

The door of the house is still ringing, and the sound of the public security calling the door is becoming more and more rapid and severe, and there is a posture of breaking the door.

The sour jujube trembled and moved out of bed. I wanted to open the door, but suddenly I felt that I was still naked. He shivered and put the padded jacket and cotton pants covering the quilt on his cold body, and then went over and opened the door. The police officer outside the door pushed the door and rushed into the house, looking around the outside and the inside. He still shouted loudly without stopping, what about the late life of your family, where did you hide him.

The sour jujube remembered the words of the late life just now, so he stammered back, I didn't see it, I didn't see it.

The sour jujube lady also said in a changed voice, and said, no mile, I haven't seen me for a few days, what's wrong.

The police officer pointed to the messy bedding on the outer bed, and asked, who slept on this bed, and the quilt was still warm.

The sour jujube lady didn't dare to reply again, but her eyes were always looking at the bed under her in horror. What the police officers were doing to eat, they immediately captured this tiny detail. He leaned over and lifted the sheets, shook his flashlight in, and shouted, Get out of here, it's too tender to play such a little trick with me.

The late student clinged to the corner of the wall, but he refused to come out. The police officer casually picked up the top door stick on the corner of the house and smashed it under the bed. Late in pain, "oops, oops" replied, don't mess with it, can't I come out. As he spoke, he obediently crawled out from under the bed, and brought out an old gray body and a face full of cobwebs.

The officer shouted, turning his hand behind his back. As he spoke, he pulled out a pair of shiny handcuffs from his trouser pocket.

Before he could put the handcuffs on Wan Sheng's wrists, Wan Sheng suddenly pushed the police officer away, pushed him on his back, and he ran out of the door desperately. I heard a "poof" in the yard, and then there was a scream from the late birth.

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