This high wall is no stranger to the big red iron gate Hong Tao not far in front of him, he moved here for the Spring Festival in the first year, it was here that he was chased by the guards and fell on his stomach, almost not letting the bus run over to death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He shoved a few marijuana thunderbolts into the iron door along the letter, kicked the iron door a few times before lighting the extended fuse, and then ran behind a nearby tree to see if his masterpiece would work.

In order to calculate the burning time of the fuse and the time when the person who opened the door when he heard a knock on the door, he was not idle for more than half a month during the winter vacation, and he was observing and recording every day.

The person who came to open the door was the guard of the big house, and this time Ma Leizi almost didn't blow up the man, and his face was black. The reason why Hong Tao tossed people so much was mainly because he kicked the ball into someone's yard when he was playing football on the side of the road, and those soldiers were probably idle, and his ball was leaking. Since that day, Hong Tao has been thinking about how to retaliate, and now he is finally relieved.

However, he was only in the sixth grade of primary school at that time, and his concentration was still insufficient, and his mentality was not calm enough. After the ambush was successful, he did not hide his figure, but first became weak in his heart, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to run across the road and drill the alley to escape. Who would have thought that the soles of the feet slipped under the road in a panic, and there was a big horse in the middle of the road, if it wasn't for the bus driver braking in time, I am afraid that my little life would be at most half left.

"Hey, isn't this also a big house, whose family is here...... these past events are not the point, it is estimated that a small soldier with a face full of flowers who was blown up by him would have been demobilized and returned home long ago, and Hong Tao paid attention to this courtyard. If there are any mansions near Sanhai that have not been patronized by that thief, this should be considered one, or the one with a relatively large target. Back then, I heard my father say that this was also a house for a certain general or something, of course, this person basically didn't live here, and now it's not clear who lives in it.

As soon as he had this idea, Hong Tao felt that the more he looked at it, the more it looked like the next target of the snitch. The reason is simple, the street is quiet, and after 11 o'clock in the evening, there is hardly any traffic. And the west and north of this house are full of dense courtyards that stretch north to the second ring road, and these alleys alone can't be blocked by hundreds of people, as long as you are familiar with the terrain here, you can get out of the crime as soon as possible, and you can't find it if you drill here.

"Alas, it's a pity that we're not the director...... If I still have the strength to take care of this, unless I can know the scope of his crime in advance, and control all these alleys. The question is, is this possible? Who can be sure that the next place of the crime will be here? The director of the city bureau will not dare to slap this board when he comes, the responsibility is too great, and whoever makes the decision will bear it, and unless there is something wrong with his brain, he will easily do this kind of thing. Hong Tao put himself in his shoes, and he couldn't blame others, even if he stood in that position, he might not have this kind of courage. What does it matter if the case is solved or not? The most important thing is to sit firmly, how can we sit firmly? That is, to do less of this kind of things that are easy to make mistakes.

"Huh...... Am I dazzled!" With a stomach full of thoughts, he continued to walk forward, and suddenly a somewhat familiar figure on the other side of the road aroused Hong Tao's alertness. Don't look at his eyes are small, but they are not really small, but the kind of small that is insufficient up and down and the width of the left and right is beyond the limit, to put it bluntly, it is slender. The angle of vision of such eyes is very wide, and you can basically see the characters and scenery within 180 degrees without turning your head left and right without turning your head left and right.

Across the road is an ancient building, with red walls and green tiles, and a woman wearing a white down jacket and blue jeans is walking through the gate, turning left and disappearing. Jiang Zhuyi! Hong Tao only glanced at the back, and he could be more than 90 percent sure that she was Jiang Zhuyi, and the other 10 percent was reserved for her twins. In addition to the face, the figure, hair, walking posture and body habits of people are sometimes easier to distinguish, especially the slender figure like Jiang Zhuyi, and there are even fewer who can be particularly close.

"Why is she here at the hotel?" Hong Tao had forgotten about buying ribs, and the unusual behavior of this female policeman had aroused his serious concern.

This palace-style building covering a large area used to belong to the palace of Prince Alcohol, which was the family temple of Prince Alcohol, and after the abdication of the Qing court, it was changed to a place to worship Guan Yu and Yue Fei, and the common people commonly called it a martial temple. This is now the location of the Tibetan office in Beijing, after the reform and opening up, not everything is looking forward, so the government agencies also began to do business, so the office built a two-story building in this ancient building that should belong to the wealth of the whole society, and built a hotel to improve the grade and income of the office. But they are enjoying it, one-third of the ancient buildings of Wumiao are finished, and there is a huge neon sign on the gate, Himalayan Hotel!

You say that there is not even a third floor here, how can Nima Himalayas! But not to mention, this hotel is not large, only about 20 rooms, and there are no high-rise buildings, but there are a lot of foreigners who come here. They like to live in this kind of ancient building, just as Chinese love to live in hotels converted from European castles when traveling abroad.

In this era, there is always a kind of person called the doorman at the door of all foreign-related hotels, who will let go of all foreigners or people who look like foreigners, including Wanwan and Hong Kong people, and whoever is more similar to themselves will have to stop them outside, and they will not be allowed to enter at all without a hard reason. But this can't help Hong Tao, seeing that the sky is getting late, the pedestrians on the road are hurrying home, and the tourists who have been outside for a day should also come back. Hong Tao waited across the road for less than ten minutes when a black Toyota pulled up across the road, and a white couple with a baby on his chest stepped out of the car.

"Hey, two, how are you doing today, where are you going to play with your new baby?" Regardless of whether the other party is a tourist from the English-speaking area or not, Hong Tao took the opportunity of them to pay the taxi driver and came over. Before he spoke, Hong Tao saw the baby, and immediately had a new topic to talk about.

“…… Very good, sir is ......" The wife was waiting for the driver to give change in the front seat, and it was the husband who was holding the child. He has a strong accent, but he does speak English and can probably understand it.

"I come from a newspaper founded by a college student, and I want to track down the family that has adopted a Chinese child, does she have a name?" Originally, Hong Tao just planned to chat with them about the style of this ancient building as fellow tourists, but as soon as he saw the child they were holding, Hong Tao immediately had a better excuse.

These two white men and women are holding a one-year-old girl with black hair and black eyes, don't ask, they are not here for tourism, but specifically to adopt children. When did this trend start Hong Tao really didn't pay attention, anyway, many high-end hotels in the capital have come to a very special kind of Nordic tour group, they only stay in the capital for about a week, and when they leave, each couple will have one or two more Chinese children in their arms.

Don't be afraid, they are not a Nordic trafficker group, these Chinese children are legally adopted by them. These children have been orphaned for various reasons, but look at the way these adoptive parents treat their treasures, and then think about the country in which they will live in the future, is God cruel to them? Or is it favorable?