Xun Menglong stopped and said a little tangled: "I didn't bring my identity, but I can make a phone call to prove my identity." ”

Hearing this, a policeman slowly retreated to the living room, one hand already resting on the holster of the gun at his waist.

Another policeman blocked the entrance of the room, glanced at the three of them, and said to Xun Menglong: "Yes." ”

Xun Menglong took out his mobile phone, slowly walked to the policeman with a vigilant face, deliberately avoided the cocoon and pressed a few buttons, but the cocoon didn't pay attention, but the policeman saw it, and his face changed slightly.

Xun Menglong pressed the speakerphone, and when he heard the phone ring three times and heard "Hello, ...... here" on the phone, he quickly turned off the speakerphone, and then quickly pressed a string of numbers, put the phone to his ear, and said quickly: "I didn't bring my ID card, there is a police inspection." With that, he handed it to the policeman.

Originally, when Xun Menglong pressed those numbers in front of this policeman, the policeman vaguely guessed where Xun Menglong came from, but he still answered the phone and didn't ask questions, just listened to it for about five seconds and returned the phone to Xun Menglong, and then glanced at Po Cocoon and others, and said "It's best to get him a temporary ID card" and walked out.

Xun Menglong took the phone, no matter what was said on the other end of the phone, and said lightly: "Go back after a while, don't look for me." With that, he hung up the phone.

"I have a lot of friends, so it's so easy to settle down. Zhang Mingming smiled.

Breaking the cocoon, he was stunned.

When Xun Menglong pulled out the phone number just now, it seemed that he deliberately avoided himself and Zhang Mingming, and judging from the face of the policeman, the person on the other end of the phone should be not small.

In addition to the commonly used special phone numbers such as 110 and 120, he does not know anything about other phone numbers. Just now, the phone number that Xun Menglong started pressing seemed to be a five-digit number, what is the five-digit number that can make the policeman's face different?

Either this number is a system with the Public Security Bureau, or some phone numbers that must be remembered at least to know special units.

What is Xun Menglong's origin?

These thoughts did not show up on their faces, they were still the same as usual. But he had to be careful, because, demon hunters are everywhere!

After a fuss from the police, the three of them lost their sleep. broke the cocoon and drove Zhang Mingming and Xun Menglong out, and began to clean up the room. You have to live here until you find a new house.

Xun Menglong and Zhang Mingming wanted to help, but they were rejected by Broken Cocoon.

It took several hours to clean up Dabao's room, and of course, clean is relative. Because I didn't buy a washing machine, I could only step on the sheets and quilts when I took a shower, and then move the quilts and mattresses to the balcony to dry.

After dealing with these, it was already past eight o'clock. After doing this, the three of them had breakfast and went to the Guancheng Magic Studio together.

Guan Cheng and they didn't "give up" on him after they knew that Broken Cocoon was a lonely star, in Broken Cocoon's heart, this friendship was unusually deep, and they also renewed the rent of the house they rented, so they had to express their gratitude.

I definitely can't work in Guancheng's place, if there is a need, Zhang Mingming and Xun Menglong can go over.

Walking in front of Song Ziwen's barbecue restaurant, he thought that the store had not opened yet, but he saw Song Ziwen standing at the door of the store from a distance, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Wen, so early?" Breaking the cocoon walked over and said with a smile.

Song Ziwen looked at the broken cocoon, and a different light flashed in his eyes, "Go to Guan Cheng?"

Seeing that Song Ziwen's expression seemed to be a little wrong, Po Cocoon smiled and asked, "Uncle Wen, do you have something to say?" ”

In Qingfeng Ridge, Song Ziwen's protection of the cocoon will always be remembered in his heart, even if Song Ziwen may have the demon hunter's program on his body, as long as it is not activated yet, if he has difficulties now, the cocoon will help.

Song Ziwen nodded and smiled, pulled the cocoon to the side, and said softly: "I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I didn't tell you when you just came over." I know you might go to Guan Cheng today, so I'm waiting for you here. ”

Hearing this, a bad feeling immediately swelled up in the cocoon's heart, and he glanced at Xun Menglong, pulled Song Ziwen to walk a few steps, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Wen, has the demon hunter found you?"

"It's not. Song Ziwen said: "It's Guan Cheng and something happened to them." ”

Shocked, it has only been more than a month since the junior magician rehearsal competition, and they were all fine at that time, even if they didn't have their own phone, why didn't they call Zhang Mingming?

However, he also knew that the reason why Guan Cheng and them had an accident should be related to Zhang Mingming's participation in the junior magician rehearsal competition as a player of Guancheng Magic Studio, and Zhang Mingming was obviously related to himself. Then, there must be a demon hunter or Chen Lightyear in their troubles.

If it is really a big deal, with Guan Ziyan's character, he will at least inform himself, that is, if something happens to them now, there should be no danger involved.

Sure enough, Song Ziwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that their studio can't be opened, I heard that the Secret Service and the Provincial Magic Association have issued a rectification notice to Guan Cheng." ”

"The Secret Service also intervened?" If it is said that because of Zhang Mingming's participation, the Provincial Magic Association still makes sense for Guancheng's studio, but what does it have to do with the Secret Service? Could it be that Guo Ganheng can't withstand the pressure of the Secret Service?

Song Ziwen threw a cigarette at Pocoon, lit it himself, handed him the lighter, and said with a smile: "Guo Ganheng was transferred away last month and went to Huxi Province, which is the territory of the Shangguan family. ”

There was clearly a bit of coldness in his smile, like a cigarette butt that was bright and dark in the sun, very obvious and undisguised.

Breaking the cocoon, he said lightly: "Since these changes have occurred, it shouldn't have much to do with the demon hunters, it can only mean that the Shangguan family and Chen Lightyear have made a move." Of course, there may also be demon hunters behind this. ”

He paused, and then said, "If I can't guess wrong, Zhang Liang shouldn't be in the city bureau either." ”

Song Ziwen said: "He went back to his old place, Wutong Town, also last month. ”

Although the "friends" who had helped him or stood with him were all "exiled", Breaking the Cocoon was still very happy, and it seemed that they could not be contacted in the future.

Call to condole?

He looked at Song Ziwen, suddenly laughed, and said, "Then, can your barbecue stall still be open?"

Song Ziwen said: "Although I left the Song family, I am still a member of the Song family, the Ministry of State Security does not dare to touch me, and other departments dare not touch me, even the demon hunters can only play some small actions behind their backs." ”

Breaking the cocoon nodded, and said enviously: "The family is good." ”

Song Ziwen sighed and said, "If you had stayed in the family, you wouldn't have such thoughts. ”

Breaking the cocoon thought about it, and didn't continue the topic, "Uncle Wen, let's eat together at noon?"

Song Ziwen laughed and said, "Forget it, it's safer to stay away from you, besides, I'm also a boss now, and I'm always delaying me to make money with you young people." ”